At around 7 am, Chanyeol slipped out of bed, wanting to give Baekhyun more time to sleep, and trudged to the bathroom with washed out jeans, a white t-shirt, and a casual black overcoat draped over his forearm. As usual, Chanyeol took a washcloth and wiped down his face with soap and water, making sure he didn't look tired for his job. Then, he changed from his night clothes into his casual attire.

As he opened the door out into the hallway, he only cracked it a bit until it hit something soft. The soft object grunted, drowsiness present in it's voice.

Baekhyun? Immediately, the door stopper hopped up and pushed through the door, wrapping his arms around Chanyeol's leg. What are you doing up? You should be sleeping, you're still young and growing.

Chanyeol gone. Baekhyun mumbled into Chanyeol's jeans, almost falling asleep while standing.

Oh little one, you should go back to bed, it's too early. You're practically falling asleep while standing up.

Eyes half lidded, Baekhyun let go of Chanyeol's leg and reached up, indicating he wanted to be picked up. A crooked smile crossed Chanyeol's face as he bent down and picked up the small boy, cradling him in his arm. Immediately, Baekhyun fell asleep, now happy and content in Chanyeol's arms.

By 8 am, Baekhyun was almost fully awake as he sat at the kitchen table, waiting for food. A loud beeper went off, making Baekhyun's sensitive ears ring as Chanyeol turned off the stove and walked over with a plate of something soft and squishy.

They're called pancakes.

Paincaks?

P-ahn kh-ay-ks.

P... Pahnkayks... Pancakes. Pancakes?

Good job Baekhyun! As a reward, Chanyeol lightly kissed Baekhyun's head, leaving the young boy with butterflies in his stomach. Now, here, try one. Taking a fork, Chanyeol cut a small triangle from a pancake and waited for Baekhyun to open his mouth before putting the food into his mouth. Curiously, Baekhyun chewed, occasionally screwing up his face as he tasted this new delicacy.

Once he swallowed, his face lit up and he nodded vigorously.

So it’s good? Baekhyun continued to nod. I can make them again sometime. Chanyeol chuckled. Glancing at the clock, it was 8:30 am. Sighing, Chanyeol took their plates and quickly washed them off and stuck them in the dishwasher.

Chanyeol stood at the door and looked down to Baekhyun.

I’m going to work, ok Baekhyun? I’ll be back in a little. Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun’s forehead and reluctantly opened the door and left with a sad wave.