Baekhyun's Pov.........

I woke up to a melodious breathing and soft snores. A hard chest that heaved up and down as my head was lulled to sleep. But I didn't want to be lulled to sleep. I wanted to stare at this beauty for ever more. As I tried wriggle out of his hold he pulled be back down and opened his dark brown eyes.

"Where do you think you're going?" He raised his brow and chuckled as I fell into his arms. I tried to run off but the huge singer grabbed my waist as he jumped off bed and swirled me around. I stifled a giggled when he put me down, Chanyeol lifted me up again and I looked into his drowning orbs. Beautiful was the word. 

"Han Mi, This is my....Opps wrong timing I guess." Mrs Byun chuckled and we turned around to be shocked.

"MOM." I gasped as I slid down Chanyeol's chest, With disheveled hair, Messy shirt, exposed skin and boxers with Chanyeol wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Son!!!" My beautiful mother choked on her coffee as she checked me out and I blushed trying to cover my exposed skin.

"So you were here, come here baby." She called me and walked to her as she engulfed me inside her warm embrace.

"Omg so Baekhyun was your son, Gosh I'm honored to have him as me future daughter no son in law." Mrs Park chuckled at Chanyeol and he grinned. I squeezed my mom tightly. Something I had always done when I was not feeling good. Well I never felt good.

"Mrs Park is my childhood friend honey. Umm are you and Chanyeol in a relationship?" My mother cupped my face as she searched for the answer. I sighed as I pulled her down to the kitchen with me and I whispered.

"I'm afraid. But I love him mother." I hugged her waist and hid my head in her neck.

"Baekkie son, One day or another you have to move on honey. If he makes you feel right then its time you stepped on Daehyuns memories and create new ones with Chanyeol." Mother said kissing my cheek.

"B-But Mom I-I barely k-know him." I stuttered and she pulled me back again staring into the eyes she had given me.

"Give it a chance honey. Mama's always there for you.Hmm? And besides I've known him since he was a baby. He's perfect just like my Baekhyun." She kissed my forehead patted my butt.

We sat in the living room as Mother and Mrs Park talked of old times and I just sat next to Chanyeol who sat playing with my fingers. Why was he so sweet? I was afraid yet I wanted him to take me whole. I wanted him to own me. I wanted him to mark his territorial claim on me. Something thing I had never felt with Daehyun. Suddenly my mom stopped and said it was time for her to leave. She refused to take me along, saying I needed sometime away from my depressive thoughts and though I kept pouting she winked at Mrs Park and left. But before leaving she pulled Chanyeol's ear.

"He's a beautiful broken painting, I want you to paint my son back with your love. Fix him for me Chanyeol. By time you'll know why he was broken." My mom said as she waved and left. Chanyeol and Mrs Park just hugged me without saying a word and I knew I had been accepted to a warm family already. After having our dinner Chanyeol and I set out to Chanyeol's house, well I forgot to mention that Chanyeol lived in Seoul when his mom lived in Busan, the same place as my grandmother. I sighed as I drove home with the man I had begun to love.

"Anything wrong sir?" Chanyeol laced his hand with mine and I lost my breath.

"No-Nothing I-I ju-just mi-miss hyu-hyung an-and - gra-granny." I pouted and he leaned in kissing my cheek quickly.

"We will visit them someday. I promise." The giant musician smiled and my heart flat lined.

We reached home and say what? I ended up half naked again. With a maroon shirt and a pair of new boxers.

"Yo-You co-could ha-have bro-brought me-me clo-clothes to-too" I stuttered as he chuckled giving me a cup of steaming coffee. His most delicious drink ever.

"Well Mr Byun, To be very honest. I like seeing you like this." Chanyeol sat next to me on the bed and switched the TV on. 

"M-Mr Par-Park!!" I pouted frowning at him and he pretended to shiver. I slapped his bicep playfully placing the mug on the bed side table. He did the same before he pushed me and I fell flat on the mattress. Face first. I pulled my self up and threw myself on him but the giant rock sculpture did not budge. So I hit him with a pillow and went flat with a bunch of other pillows. I tried to fall off the bed when he pulled my shirt to avoid me from falling, the buttons tore off as it was ripped open and I fell on Chanyeol's chest. My bare chest landing on his clothed abs. Before he could say anything his phone started ringing. But before I could pull myself away from him a hand hugged my waist.

"Dont. Call. Me. Again. Dara. IT'S OVER." Chanyeol gritted his teeth at the caller. I looked up at him and I knew he was angry.
"Well I'm about to make love to my wife. Go nag some other man." Chanyeol snapped as he switched off his phone and threw it on the bed side table. I gasped.
"Don't worry Sir. I was joking. I meant no harm." Chanyeol hugged me and my heart sank. I never said I was against it. Did I?

"I-I....ha-have yo-you....ummm." Plump lips kissed my lips stopping me from continuing further.

"I haven't. Relax okay. Mr Byun I think you should sleep I....Ummmm." It was my chance to kiss him now.

"M-Mr Pa-Park...I-I wa-want yo-u." I stuttered and he sighed.

"So you don't mind if I owned you or marked you with my hickeys in territorial claim? You wont regret it right?" Chanyeol asked me carefully.

"I-I lo-love yo-you. Ju-Just do-dont lea-leave me-me." I finally put it out. My breath heaving as he slowly switched our places. Was it too early? But he felt so right. I wasn't reluctant as I was with Daehyun. Maybe Chanyeol was my soul mate. Not that cheater.

"I love you to my grave sir. And I wont leave my first love." Chanyeol crashed his lips on mine as his big arms ran through my body. Yes. This was right. He was the one.