Chanyeol's Pov.....

Byun Baekhyun was a living angel and he wasn't aware of it. I heard him say he was in love with me. Was I in love too. Indeed it was love at first sight but still I was afraid it would turn out to like Mom and Dads love story. Baekhyun padded around my room with only my white shirt on. His clothes and boxers were in the washing machine and he was half naked since my pants wouldn't fit him.

I came from a broken family. Love never surfaced inbetween my mom and dad. I had always witnessed fights and I feared my father. But I loved them both even though they were seperated. Not divorced though. Dad just left one day and never came home. He comes to see me at times but never home.

"Mr Park? Is this yo-your gir-girl fri-friend?" My CEO walked towards me with a picture of a petty lady.

"She's my sister. She's married and in Scottland." I smiled at him as I leant on the door frame of my room. "Well I had a girlfriend and then I realized I don't love her. Well I never actually did so we broke up. She's still after me though." I sighed and he looked so happy as if he won a lottery.

"Mr-Mr Par-Park Yo-You're star-staring." Baekhyun blushed red as he put the picture on the table and tried to pull the shirt down though it stubbornly fell to his mid thigh. I coughed not realizing I was staring at him all this time.

"I uhh I'm sorry Sir. It's that your so beautiful and irrestistable." I chuckled at him going to get him some pills so he wouldn't fall sick with all the rain.

"Wi-Will yo-you do som-something to-to me? Plea-Please do-don't hur-hurt me." Baekhyun started Backing off and he fell on the bed. My shirt going up and showing off his inner thighs.

"Mr Byun relax. I won't kill you or take advantage of you like having sex okay?" I sat beside him and sat up too forgetting the shirt was up.

"Yo-You wo-wont? He-He sai-said everyone wou-would." The beauty shuddered at the thought.

"Please stop stuttering and tell me what's wrong? You can trust me sir." I cupped his small picture perfect face and he gulped.

"My Ex. Dae-Daehyun. He said tha-that if any-anyone saw my bo-body they wou-would rap.." I didn't let him finished I just pulled his chin higher and kissed him again. I felt his arms wrap around my neck. I felt like I was finally home. I pulled away and looked away shyly.

"You don't have to tell me anything if you aren't comfortable." I smiled at him unbuttoning his shirt.

"Wai-Wait wha-what are yo-you doing?" I chuckled and pushed the shirt off his shoulders. Looking at the delicacy of pure beauty that should be worshiped and preserved. Such teasures were guarded by dragons and I wanted to be his dragon all my life. I let my fingers trail down his perfectly crafted body. I must say Baekhyun was Gods best creation. As I felt down his abs I swirled my palm around the beautiful curved waist of my CEO and pulled him closer as my lips found refuge on his neck.

"You deserve to be worshiped not used." I whispered and his ear and hugged him tightly when my door bell rang loudly. "Button up Mr Byun." I kissed his cheek and walked out of my room.

"Dara? It's 11:00 now. Go home." I groaned when I saw my Ex standing at my door in tiny clothes.

"Just lets get back together." She wined and pushed herself inside my living room.

"No. I'm in love already with someone else." I glared at her.

"You? In love? Tell me another joke. This isn't funny." Dara snickered and sat cross legged on the couch.

"I'm not interested in your shit. Get out now." I snapped at her but she glared back at me but before she could say a word Baekhyun decended down the stairs like a queen. His feminine arms sliding down the railings. And he with only my shirt on and messy bed hair was a beauty.

"Who is that Chanyeol?" Dara shouted at me and Baekhyun flinched. I walked up to him and snaked my arm around his waist.

"Oh this? Is my Wife. We were quite buzy when you disturbed us with your filthy presence." I looked into Baekhyun's eye's and he looked at a fumming Dara.

"I-Is she your Ex gir-girl fri-friend?" He asked me pointing at her and she smirked at me.

"Yes. Hi I'm Park Sandara. Call me Dara." She giggled and Baekhyun looked up at me.

"It's her sir name too." I whispered. Baekhyun nodded looking down.

"Do-Do still lov-love her?" The beauty asked me a visible pout forming on his addictive lips.

"I love you not her." I confessed looking at him as he looked up at me with a shocked expression.

"The-Then ki-kick her ou-out." Baekhyun stuttered as I took my order and dragged the cursing bitch outside and slamming the door shut. What have I just done. Gosh.

"Yo-You were ly-lying rig-right. Yo-You wa-want to hur-hurt me too? Why?" Baekhyuns eyes started quviering. I sighed feeling his hand and keeping on my beating heart.

"I would never hurt you. And I mean it when I said I loved you. It's a weird feeling but I think. No I'm very sure I love you though we just got to know each other it feels like I've know you forever and wanna protect your soul as long as I live. Its true can you hear my heart beat for you?" I asked him and he blushed a dark crimson.

"Mr-Mr Par-Park." Baekhyun gripped my shirt tightly as we felt our lips against each other in a passionate kiss.