WARNING: SOFT-CORE AHEAD (R-15)

Chanyeol yawned for the fifth time and his eyes watered. He didn't know what Nami liked about this film but, he was sure as hell that he didn't like Ryan Gosling. He peered at Nami and saw that her eyes were filled with awe as she gawked over the Canadian actor, her mouth constantly open as she drooled over him.

Hmph. Chanyeol wasn't impressed. What was so good about him anyway? He sighed as he endured the remaining half hour of the film and finally breathed a sigh of relief when the credits started rolling in. Thank God the torture was over!

"Did you like the film?" Nami asked as they walked out of their screening theatre.

He gave her a lopsided smile, "It was okay" he lied. He wanted Nami to think that he was interested in musicals even though, he didn't really enjoy them.

She smiled at him sweetly and he was glad that he lied. He loved seeing Nami happy because when she was happy, he was happy.

As they walked out of the cinema, he hastily put on his disguise which was a baseball cap and a surgical mask. He found it cumbersome that he had to do this every time he was out in public and he found it especially annoying today as he had spent hours trying to get his dark hair styled the way he liked it.

Nami stared out of the glass walls of the cinema and saw that it was raining outside. She frowned, she didn't have a jacket or her umbrella with her.

"We'll get a taxi," Chanyeol told her when he noticed her expression. But all the same, he took off his black jacket and placed it over her bare shoulders. "You should have worn something over your dress" he mumbled.

He remembered when he first laid eyes on Nami when he arrived outside the cinema. At first, he didn't believe it was her. She looked so stunning in her pink off-shoulder dress which highlighted her curves and accentuated her petite waist. Her long, raven hair was curled into large ringlets that cascaded past her shoulders and she had done her makeup in a natural but nonetheless captivating way as it emphasised her best features.

Chanyeol was speechless when he approached her. She teased, "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

Nami never failed to surprise him.

When they finally caught a taxi, Nami asked if they were going straight back to the dorm. He grinned at her, "Nope. We're going to have dinner next."

"Where?" she queried. She had thought that if they were going to have dinner, they would choose a restaurant nearby the cinema.

"In the best restaurant in town."

The taxi pulled up in front of a homely restaurant called 'Viva Polo'. Chanyeol paid for the taxi as he helped Nami climb out of her seat by offering his hand. It was still raining so he used his jacket to shelter them both.

"Where are we?" Nami asked curiously as she peered at the concrete building in front of her.

"C'mon, I'll show you."

Chanyeol led the way into the restaurant and Nami was immediately greeted by collages of pictures of Chanyeol on the walls of the restaurant. She gasped. It looked like Chanyeol's shrine! As she inspected the walls in awe, Chanyeol went and spoke to the owner of the restaurant, who was a middle-aged woman with kind eyes.

"Eomma, there's someone I want you to meet," he said to the owner. The owner peered at Nami and her mouth immediately stretched into a wide smile.

"Omo, what a pretty girl you are!" she exclaimed as she set her eyes on Nami.

Nami blushed, "Thank you, ajumma." She glimpsed at Chanyeol, curious as to why he was introducing her to the owner.

"Nami-ah, this is my eomma" he eventually explained. "Eomma, this is Nami-ah" his cheeks went pink as he added, "my girlfriend."

Chanyeol's mom's eyes widened as she nodded acknowledgingly. "I see. No wonder you wanted me to close early today."

Nami turned to Chanyeol as if seeking further explanation. She was confused. Chanyeol had taken her to meet his mother?!

"This is our family restaurant" he informed her. "Sometimes I and the other EXO members come here to eat. My eomma's food is delicious."

"I hope you like Italian food, Nami-dear" she chimed, as she began making her way to the kitchen. "Chanyeol, please take her to the best seats in the restaurant. I'll be back shortly."

Chanyeol did as he was told and took Nami to where his mother instructed. It was a private booth and Nami saw that all around the restaurant there were more pictures of Chanyeol stuck on the walls. Nami peered at them curiously and smiled when she saw Chanyeol's baby pictures and pictures from when he was still a kid.

"Is this you?" she asked, pointing to a photo of a baby smiling.

Chanyeol blushed, "Yeah. My eomma loves that picture the most. I've seen fans make it into a meme that says 'Happy Virus since 1992'."

Nami chuckled, "You were so cute" and then she added playfully, "what the hell happened?"

"Yah, I'm still cute now" he pouted.

She walked further down and saw handwritten messages from fans. There were many of them, most of which were words of encouragement and support. Nami smiled as she read their heartfelt words and Chanyeol watched as she carefully traced her fingers over the hand-drawn portraits and stuffed toys that were intended for him. She could feel the immense support he had from his fans.

"You're really loved" she commented, as she continued to look around.

Chanyeol smirked, "Of course I am."

Once Chanyeol's mom had finished cooking her speciality dish, Chanyeol and Nami ate heartily, and in peace, knowing that they had the whole restaurant to themselves. Chanyeol's mom smiled at the pair as she observed them talking from the sidelines, not daring to interrupt the good mood that was blossoming between them. She smiled secretly, "Yoora was right" she murmured to herself. "Nami is an interesting girl."

After Chanyeol and Nami had finished their dinner, Chanyeol bid his mother goodbye. "Are you sure you don't want to stay the night?" she asked him worriedly. She never liked it when Chanyeol had to leave so soon.

Chanyeol hugged her one last time, "I can't, eomma. We need to get back to the dorm now. It's already late."

"It was nice meeting you, ajumma," Nami told her. "The food was delicious."

Chanyeol's mom smiled at her warmly as she approached her for a hug too. "Come back and visit during the day next time" she replied. "I'll make you something even better."

As Chanyeol and Nami got into a taxi once more, Chanyeol asked her, "So? What do you think of my eomma?"

"She's very nice" Nami replied. "She makes me miss my mom."

Chanyeol grinned and then, he asked tentatively, "So... when will I be able to meet your parents?"

Nami turned to him, surprised by his question. She saw that his eyes were unwavering: he was serious. "When the time is right" she replied nervously.

Normally, introducing your boyfriend to your parents meant that things were serious between you two. Was their relationship already at that stage?

Chanyeol reached out his hand and took hers. He held it gently. "I hope that that would be soon."

For the rest of the ride, Chanyeol and Nami were quiet. She didn't know what to say. She knew that she loved Chanyeol but she wasn't sure if she loved him that much to consider their relationship at the serious level. Things were just going too fast for her to comprehend.

Nami looked out the window as she searched for inspiration on what to talk about. She needed to break the awkward silence between them. And it didn't help that they were stuck in traffic so it was taking longer for them to get back to the dorm.

"Looks like we're not moving anywhere," the taxi driver said from the front. He turned to the pair, "There's been an accident up the road and it's caused a blockage."

Chanyeol sat up on his seat and leaned forward, "Bwo? Does that mean we can't get through this way?"

"I'm afraid not" the driver replied.

"Can't we take a different route back to the dorm?" Nami asked Chanyeol.

He shook his head. "This is the only road to the dorm."

"Your best bet is probably to check-in in a hotel for the night" the taxi driver advised. "It will take a few hours for the blockage to clear and it's already approaching morning."

Nami and Chanyeol exchanged looks. Stay at a hotel for the night? Together?

"We can take public transport" Nami hurriedly suggested. "Maybe there's a night bus or something?"

Chanyeol eyed her doubtfully, "Public transport? In the rain?" he shook his head dismissively. "They're not running around this time anyway. It's already late."

Nami bit her lip.

"Looks like you folks will be shacking up together this evening" the driver mused while wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Chanyeol glared at him, "Yeah, thanks for the ride. We'll get off here" he told him while handing him the taxi fare.

Chanyeol and Nami got off the taxi and inspected their surroundings. If he knew they were going to end up like this, he would have just accepted his mom's offer of staying the night. Chanyeol sighed. The rain was still pouring heavily so they needed to find shelter fast before they get thoroughly soaked.

Chanyeol glanced around and rejoiced when he found a motel sign nearby. He gestured for him and Nami to go inside.

~*~

Chanyeol played with his hair nervously as he sat on the bed and waited for Nami to finish showering. They were inside the motel room now and thankfully, it looked clean. There was only one room available so Chanyeol took it without asking about its condition. The motel room was small and there was a double bed with a flat screen TV opposite so that you could watch while lying down.

Since Nami was wearing a dress, he had insisted that she should shower first as she was exposed to the elements more than he was.

"But I don't have any spare clothes," she told him.

"Don't worry" he replied. "Luckily I have my sports bag with me."

Chanyeol looked up at the sound of Nami coming out of the bathroom. She peered at him shyly as she walked towards him, her black hair still damp as she rubbed her towel over her head. She was wearing his plain white shirt which came up to her hips. Unfortunately, he didn't have any bottoms that were small enough to fit her so her tanned legs were bare. Nami tugged at his shirt so that she wouldn't reveal her underwear as she walked over to him and joined him on the bed. He swallowed as the citrus scent of her shampoo wafted up his nostrils. Suddenly, he could feel his little brother waking up.

"Aren't you going to shower?" she asked him, her cheeks tinted rose.

He averted his gaze as he tried not to stare at her chest. Was that the outline of her lacy bra that he could see? "Y-yeah. I'll go now" he got up hastily, almost tripping on the blanket as he did so.

Nami giggled as a flustered Chanyeol went inside the bathroom.

Chanyeol arched his back as the warm water slid down his body. He had to calm himself down. Nothing was going to happen between him and Nami tonight. He was a gentleman. Wasn't that what he told Suho? It wasn't like he hadn't slept in the same bed as Nami before. They had slept next to each other during the retreat. The only difference was, they were alone now and their feelings for each other had changed. He sighed out of frustration. Why did Nami have to be so damn attractive? He had almost forgotten that she had a dangerous charm about her.

Once he was finished, he noticed that Nami had switched the TV on and was watching a movie. She gawked at him as he entered her line of sight.

"What?" he asked as he slung his towel over his neck.

Nami blushed, "You're not going to sleep nude, are you?"

Chanyeol glanced down at himself and finally understood what Nami was talking about. He was shirtless, revealing to her his taut abs. Luckily for her, he had a clean pair of shorts which he would be wearing to sleep with that night. He smirked, "Why? Do you want me to?"

"Of course not!" she retorted, blushing furiously.

Chanyeol chortled as he joined her on the bed. "I would put a shirt on but you're wearing the only clean one I have."

Nami refused to let her eyes wander down as she turned to face him. "Ah, okay." She turned her head briskly to face the front again as she watched TV.

Chanyeol was amused by her behaviour. Who knew that Nami would be distracted by his shirtless body?

They watched TV in silence together.

Nami started to feel a little uneasy as the characters in the film started showing signs of getting intimate with one another. She felt Chanyeol's uneasiness too as he took a sharp intake of breath in. And to her horror, the characters in the film started making out in a steamy way, causing her to get flustered as she quickly grabbed the remote to change the channel or turn the TV off. Chanyeol looked away too, embarrassed, at what he had seen.

Awkward silence filled the room once more.

"I'm-I'm going to sleep now. Good night" Nami declared, as she rolled over to face the wall.

Chanyeol did the same, "Yeah, good night."

The pair inched to the farthest end of their side of the bed, pulling the blanket as far as they could. The problem was, it was a narrow bed and so, the blanket was narrow too. It was impossible for them to share the blanket without their bodies coming into contact with one another. Nami, feeling a cold draught seeping in, tugged at the blanket so that she could get more coverage. Chanyeol was bemused as this left his bare chest exposed to the cold. He tugged back. Nami responded by tugging again and Chanyeol did the same. They did this a couple of times more before Chanyeol exclaimed, "Enough!"

He turned to face her, "How are we going to sleep at this rate if we keep playing tug of war?"

She turned to face him too. "What do you suggest then?"

He let out a long breath as he scooted closer to her. "We'll have to sleep a little closer to each other."

Nami was wide-eyed. She knew that there wasn't any other way even though she was against it. She inched closer towards him and soon enough, she felt warmer as Chanyeol's body emanated heat, warming her back. She closed her eyes as she tried to welcome sleep, facing away from Chanyeol, who she knew was only inches away from her.

Chanyeol turned to face her once more after a long period of time had lapsed. He couldn't sleep. How could he when Nami was next to him and she wasn't wearing any bottoms?

"Nami-ah, are you still awake?" he listened for a response. Nothing. Nami must have fallen asleep already. He sighed as he continued to gaze at her lovingly. The lights were already off but he could see the outline of her profile and he couldn't stop smiling at her. He was happy to be with her and he had so much fun with her that evening. He wanted to reach out and touch her but he was afraid that he would wake her up. And then he remembered that he still hadn't told her something important: those three words and eight letters. How could he forget?

He stared at her for a while before murmuring, "You know, Nami-ah. I never expected to fall for you" he admitted. "At first I thought you were unfeminine and really not my type. You were a macho woman" he chuckled softly, "but then, I ended up falling for you. I think I've been in love with you for a long time. Maybe it all started after we went to karaoke together? I remember thinking how interesting you were when you started rapping" he smiled at the memory. "But now, I'm pretty sure about my feelings for you. I love you. A lot." Chanyeol chuckled to himself as he covered his eyes with his arm. "I'm so glad you're asleep since it's so embarrassing to talk about these things."

Suddenly, Nami turned around and she had a wily grin on her face as she locked eyes with Chanyeol.

Chanyeol was startled, his eyes were the size of golf balls. "You were awake?!"

Nami blushed, "Chanyeol, you pabo," she told him before she leaned in and pecked his lips. "I love you too."

Chanyeol was stunned but then his eyes softened as he registered her words.

Nami never failed to surprise him.

But her kiss ignited something inside him: his desire for her. He wasn't satisfied with just one kiss.

No.

He wanted more.

Chanyeol drew in closer and this time, kissed Nami on the lips. She didn't resist. Chanyeol continued to caress his lips on hers gently, softly, sweetly as he inched closer and climbed on top of her.

He straddled her, not pulling away from their kiss, his right knee in between her legs as, he propped his muscular arms on either side of her while continuing to intensify their kiss. He kissed her hungrily, stroking her lips with his as if to devour her. Nami responded by wrapping her hands around his neck, pulling him closer, deeper as she let out an excited moan.

Chanyeol could feel his body getting hot with the stimulation. He could feel that Nami was getting aroused too. His manhood throbbed where it had contact with her. He could feel an overwhelming heat pulsing down his body and concentrating in his most sensitive area.

Chanyeol's hips rocked forwards and backwards gently, as he grinded against her. His mind was in a state of euphoria at her scent; at her touch; at the sound of her ragged breathing. Slowly, his hands travelled from where they were propped to Nami's hips where, they roamed upwards, his fingers exploring the grooves of her body. She trembled.

His lips briefly parted from hers and, trailed downwards to her neck, tickling her with his kisses until he reached her clavicle. Here, he nipped her, causing Nami to feel a pleasurable pain as he alternated between sucking and gently kissing. Nami gasped as her body convulsed and a ripple of excitement travelled down her spine. She groaned, her petite hands grabbing fistfuls of Chanyeol's hair as he continued to taste her. Her stomach tightened as the rest of her body ached for them to become one.

"Chanyeol..." her voice was breathy as she chanted his name. This only served to excite him more as his lips returned to hers, aggressively flooding her with more kisses, his tongue invading her territory.

They kissed passionately, a shared sense of heat and desire evident between them.

Nami was breathless when Chanyeol abruptly pulled away. He glanced down as he towered above her, his eyes shimmering with lust. Do they dare to go further?

Nami stared back at him, her eyes searching his and trying to read what he was thinking. Her face was flushed pink, her raven black hair was sprawled across the pillow in a hasty mess after their steamy kiss. A bruise was visible near her neck where he had marked her; claimed her as his; a symbol of his love for her.

In their excitement, the first few buttons on her shirt had come undone, exposing her bosom to him. He stared at her in entirety and was mesmerised. To Chanyeol, Nami was beautiful but, the image of her lying before him was tempting, seductive, arousing. He was trying to suppress the urge to give in to his base animal desires and claim her right there and then.

But he saw that Nami was looking at him for guidance. What did she want him to do? He noticed how her chest heaved up and down in anticipation. How he badly wanted to see more of what was underneath that shirt. But if they did it that night, there was no going back.

Chanyeol remembered that this was Nami's first relationship. He was her first kiss, her first boyfriend and if they did it tonight, her first time. He didn't want her first time to be in a cheap and shoddy motel. This wasn't how he wanted her to remember their special evening.

His eyes softened as he sat up and buttoned up her shirt. He reached down and planted a kiss on her forehead before rolling to the side as he rested his head on his propped up palm. Nami turned to him, confused as to why he had stopped. He looked at her lovingly, "Let's not rush things. I'll wait until you're ready. Until we're both ready."

Nami smiled at him, content with his suggestion. He pulled her close to him as he circled his arms around her in a cuddle. Nami rested her head against his bare chest where she could hear his loud heartbeat.

"I love you, Chanyeol" she whispered as she nuzzled close to him.

"I love you too, Nami-ah" he whispered into her hair.

Nami and Chanyeol closed their eyes as they finally fell asleep, their legs intertwined underneath the sheets while they slept peacefully, in the arms of their loved one.

~*~

Author's Note:

Hi reader! Thanks for reading Chanyeol's alternate ending.

I wanted to challenge myself by writing a soft-core chapter. I hope I was able to appease those Chanyeol fans who were left disappointed with how things ended between Chanyeol and Nami. In all honesty, I miss the chemistry between these two.

Next time...

Note: I decided to spell 'umma' as 'eomma' just to differentiate between the special chapters and the main story. They mean the same thing.