SADNESS NEEDS A CURE THROUGH LOVE, THAT SPARKS AN INTENSE DESIRE

Chanyeol's p.o.v.

The next morning, Chanyeol and Baekhyun would be going home, and they spent a few hours re-riding their favorite roller coasters before it was time to leave. They were in their room packing their things into their bags and Chanyeol had the photo album open on the bed, looking through it with his legs crossed beneath him. Baekhyun was in the bathroom showering. Chanyeol flipped to the next page with a smile, and saw a picture of Baekhyun sitting in the kiddy pool trying to over come his fear. The picture filled Chanyeol with pride because Baekhyun was getting better and better every day at becoming one step closer to over coming his fear; they went outside to their backyard every week so Baekhyun could sit or lay down in the pool.

Chanyeol was too focused on the photo album to notice when the bathroom door clicked open, and he didn't see or hear Baekhyun approaching him, then when suddenly he felt Baekhyun's arms wrapping around his waist. Chanyeol slightly jumped before a small smile curved the corners of his lips and he rested a hand over Baekhyun's arms and peeked over his shoulder. He was met with Baekhyun's sweet smile and love filled eyes. Chanyeol delicately kissed Baekhyun's lips as Baekhyun moved around him and sat in his lap. Baekhyun only had on a towel, and it was loosely wrapped around his waist. Chanyeol's hands fell from Baekhyun's cheek and shoulder to his waist, his fingertips touching the fuzzy fabric. Baekhyun draped his arms over Chanyeol's shoulders as he murmured, "Thank you for yesterday, it was incredible." Chanyeol smiled and kissed the corner of Baekhyun's mouth as he muttered, "Of course, and I'm so happy I was able to do it for you." Baekhyun smiled and softly kissed Chanyeol's lips. "I love you," Baekhyun whispered. "I love you too," Chanyeol murmured as he brushed his lips against Baekhyun's.

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3rd p.o.v.

The drive home was quiet and peaceful, but it all changed when they got back to the house. Chanyeol's parents were sitting in the living room, even Yoora was there, a fact that made Chanyeol uneasy. He set his bag down by the door and asked, "Is everything okay?" Mrs. Park glanced at Chanyeol, but then her gaze turned to Baekhyun and the air began to turn heavy as nothing but silence followed.

Chanyeol glanced between his parents quizzically and muttered, "Uh, is—is everything okay?" Chanyeol repeated.

"That depends on your definition of 'okay'," Chanyeol's father said. Baekhyun glanced at Chanyeol warily before meeting the Park's gazes and asking, "What is it?" although a part of him didn't want to know because he felt like he already knew. Mrs. Park looked at her husband in concern before meeting Baekhyun's eyes, her expression regretful as she said, "It's your father, Baekhyun. His court date is the twenty-ninth." Baekhyun's body suddenly became very cold as he murmured, "But that's next week . . ." Mrs Park nodded and muttered, "Yes, it is. I'm sorry, boys." Baekhyun exhaled a raspy breath and managed to say, "Okay, thanks for telling me," before he grabbed Chanyeol's hand and turned away, and numbly walked upstairs to their bedroom.

Baekhyun closed the bedroom door behind them in a trance before shakily walking towards the bed.

Why was he behaving this way? He knew the day would come, but next week . . . That ruined things.

Baekhyun tossed his backpack into the corner of the room and clasped onto the bed. He pulled the blanket over his head as his chest started to tighten and he grimaced in pain. He didn't want Chanyeol to see him break. Baekhyun's breaths were raspy from a suppressed sob and he squeezed his eyes shut as small cold tears rolled down his cheeks. The bed dipped down beside him and the blanket was removed from his head. Chanyeol gently pulled Baekhyun into his lap, cradling him like a baby as Baekhyun gasped and clutched onto Chanyeol's shirt with his hand, balling the fabric in his fist.

Chanyeol bowed his head and kissed Baekhyun's forehead as he softly murmured, "Shh, I won't let him hurt you, Baekhyun. Shh." Chanyeol softly continued to coon to Baekhyun until he was relatively calm, then hiccuping Baekhyun gasped, "C-Chanyeol, I-I need a distraction." Baekhyun flickered his eyes up to Chanyeol's, and he closed his eyes and rubbed his face. "Fuck, and things were going so perfectly too," Baekhyun sadly sighed. Chanyeol furrowed his brow and said in a voice full of conviction, "And that's not going to stop, Baekhyun. I'll keep you safe, and after the trial you'll never have to see him again," Chanyeol promised. "I just don't want to get hurt again," Baekhyun whispered brokenly as he stared off at nothing, a small black hole being to form within him. Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun's forehead roughly and squeezed his eyes shut as he murmured against his skin, "You won't, I'll protect you." More tears fell down Baekhyun's cheeks as he whispered, "Chanyeol . . ." and wrapped his arms around his neck and roughly kissed his lips. "Just don't get hurt trying to protect me, that'd hurt much worse than anything my father could ever do to me." Chanyeol gently caressed Baekhyun's cheek with his thumb and whispered, "I'll do anything to keep you safe and happy, and I'll protect myself for you." Baekhyun sighed in relief and a small, weak smile upturned his lips as he whispered, "Thank you, Chanyeol." Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun sweetly and murmured against his lips, "Anything for you."

"I love you, Chan."

"I love you too, Baek."

Baekhyun's p.o.v.

The next day was Tuesday and they both had to drag themselves out of bed. Neither one of them was really looking forward to school because it always made the time pass too fast, and they wanted nothing more than to slow it down. In their first hour class Baekhyun folded his arms on the table and rested his head as he looked out the window. That's how the days pasted, slow yet fast and uneventful. Baekhyun kinda felt depressed actually with his father's trial growing ever closer. He didn't know what to do . . .

Chanyeol's p.o.v.

Chanyeol watched Baekhyun grow more distant with each passing day, and for the life of him he couldn't think of what to do. Chanyeol's birthday was also approaching, and before they heard about Baekhyun's father's trial they had planned on doing something special — or Baekhyun had at least — and now Chanyeol didn't know what was happening. One thing for sure though, he wanted his Baekhyun back.

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It was Saturday evening, two days from Chanyeol's birthday and four days from the trial. They were sitting on the couch, watching a movie but not really watching it. Baekhyun was too lost in thought to focus and Chanyeol was too worried about Baekhyun to focus. Then Chanyeol had a thought, and to get Baekhyun's attention he brushed his fingertips across the back of Baekhyun's hand. Baekhyun blinked dazed-like and glanced up at Chanyeol, his eyes heavy and his face downcast. It broke Chanyeol's heart.

"Baek," Chanyeol softly murmured, "I have a proposal for you." Baekhyun just blinked and mumbled, "What is it?" his voice hollow and his eyes empty.

Oh Baek, Chanyeol thought. Why do you let him affect you so much? I promise I won't let him touch you! I'll keep you safe.

"Why don't we skip school Monday and plan another hiking trip?" Chanyeol said hopefully. "But it's getting colder out," is all Baekhyun replied. Chanyeol sighed and murmured, "Yeah, I know, and I'm trying to help you." Baekhyun sighed himself and a single tear rolled down his cheek as he murmured, "I'm so sorry, Chanyeol. I know I'm being distant, but that's how I cope." Chanyeol scooted closer to Baekhyun and gently cupped one his cheeks in his palm, lifting his head up so Baekhyun would meet his eyes. "Baekhyun, please don't. I'll do anything for you, just please, talk to me. I hate this feeling . . . You're sitting right next to me but it doesn't even feel like it. So please, let me help you." Baekhyun's eyes were glossy and he bit his lip to fight back a sob and just threw his arms around Chanyeol's neck as he whispered, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Chanyeol. Please, forgive me? I'm sorry . . . so sorry." Chanyeol squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip against the wave of emotion as he whispered, "I forgive you, just please come back to me. He can't hurt you."

3rd p.o.v.

Baekhyun sobbed quietly into Chanyeol's shoulder, and after a moment he hiccuped, "I'm just so afraid. I hate it. I hate what he does to me, and he's not even here!" Baekhyun's grip tightened around Chanyeol's neck, one of his hands grabbing a fist full of Chanyeol's shirt collar while the other twisted into the curls at the nape of his neck. "I want to go to our room," Baekhyun whispered. Chanyeol nodded and murmured, "Okay," as he slide Baekhyun onto his lap and got up. Baekhyun secured his arms around Chanyeol's neck and wrapped his legs around his waist, he buried his head in the crook of Chanyeol's neck as little sad breaths sputtered from his lips.

Chanyeol shut the bedroom behind him and walked to the bed with Baekhyun in his arms. He set Baekhyun down on the bed and he clasped onto his side, still gasping out little breaths. Chanyeol's heart broke at the sight, and his heart squeezed with the sound. He laid down beside Baekhyun, who was quick to pull himself into Chanyeol's arms. He squeezed his eyes shut as he buried his face in the crook of Chanyeol's neck, one arm tucked between their two bodies as the other wrapped tightly around Chanyeol's waist. Chanyeol turned a little bit onto his side and pulled a blanket over them, he kissed Baekhyun's temple and rested his cheek on the top of Baekhyun's head and closed his eyes.

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Baekhyun's p.o.v.

The next day was better, and on Monday morning Baekhyun seemed to be himself again. He woke with a yawn and stretched out his limbs. He sat up a little bit and peeked over at Chanyeol to see if he was awake. He wasn't, and Baekhyun was struck by his beauty. Chanyeol was gorgeous when he slept, and scooting closer Baekhyun brushed his thumb over Chanyeol's bottom lip. He delicately ran his thumb over Chanyeol's eyebrows and brushed his fingertips over Chanyeol's eyelids, and he stroked either cheek before returning to his lips. Baekhyun traced the outline of Chanyeol's lips with both his eyes and the tip of his finger. He softly brushed his thumb over the pinkish skin as the intense desire to feel Chanyeol's lips against his coursed through his body. Instead, Baekhyun settled for lightly pressing his lips to Chanyeol's forehead and running his fingers through his curly brown hair. Baekhyun had recently dyed his hair a light brown as well.

Sighing, Baekhyun pressed his cheek to Chanyeol's chest and kissed the exposed skin of his neck. Chanyeol hummed in his sleep and Baekhyun lifted his head to see Chanyeol furrowing his brow and slowly blinking open his eyes. Baekhyun smiled sweetly and murmured, "Good morning my love, and happy birthday." Chanyeol smiled sleepily and caressed Baekhyun's cheek with his thumb, then slide his fingers into his hair as he pressed their lips together. Baekhyun sighed into the kiss and had to force himself to pull back before things got too heated. He lightly pecked Chanyeol's lips then murmured, "I want to make you breakfast." Chanyeol smiled and kissed Baekhyun again as he murmured, "Okay, but I'm helping you." Baekhyun smiled and climbed off the bed, grabbing Chanyeol's hand to pull him along after him.

3rd p.o.v.

When they went downstairs, Chanyeol's parents had already left for work and Yoora had also left for her morning classes. They had each left a note wishing Chanyeol a happy birthday and said they'd celebrate as a family later that night. Baekhyun lead Chanyeol into the kitchen and let go of Chanyeol's hand as he started to pull things out from the fridge and cabinets. Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun's waist from behind and rested his chin on Baekhyun's shoulder as he murmured, "So, what do you plan on making?" Baekhyun pursed his lips in contemplation then murmured, "Honestly, I'm not sure." Chanyeol chuckled and kissed the hollow below Baekhyun's ear as he murmured, "I think I'm in the mood for . . . bacon." Baekhyun laughed and turned around in Chanyeol's arms as he said, "Oh, are you now?" Chanyeol grinned and kissed Baekhyun's forehead, Baekhyun closed his eyes with a sigh, and then he felt Chanyeol's lips brushing against his as he whispered, "Yes." Baekhyun hummed and kissed Chanyeol, but then he pulled back, muttering, "Grrr, you're so distracting! I'm suppose to be making you breakfast." Chanyeol lightly laughed and pecked Baekhyun's nose and murmured, "I'd be perfectly okay with skipping breakfast." Baekhyun rolled his eyes and muttered, "Oh, I'm sure you would be." Chanyeol poked him in the side and cried, "Yah! Baekhyun, shut up!" Baekhyun just laughed and twisted out of Chanyeol's arms as he turned around and started working on cooking breakfast. Chanyeol sighed and settled for sitting at the table and laying his arms across the smooth surface and resting his head as he watched Baekhyun work.

When Baekhyun took a break to let things cook, Chanyeol sat up and pulled him into his lap. Baekhyun straddled his waist and draped his arms over Chanyeol's shoulders as Chanyeol rested his hands on Baekhyun's hips. Baekhyun kissed the corner of Chanyeol's mouth and trailed kisses down to his jaw and neck then across his collar bones. Chanyeol sighed and ran his hands from Baekhyun's hips past his thighs to the crook of his knees. Baekhyun shifted above Chanyeol and Chanyeol hummed as he kissed Baekhyun back, focusing on the sweet skin of his neck. Baekhyun sighed and arched his head back, giving Chanyeol more room to work with. Chanyeol brought a hand up from Baekhyun's knee and delicately brushed along the columns of Baekhyun's neck as he sucked and kissed his sweet skin.

After another moment of that, Baekhyun moaned/groaned as he climbed off Chanyeol's lap to attained to the food, mainly because things were getting a little too heated. Chanyeol just sighed and rested his head back on the table as his eyes followed Baekhyun's precise movements.

When breakfast was done Chanyeol thanked him and pecked him on the cheek. Baekhyun smiled sweetly and pecked Chanyeol's lips in reply.

"So, what would you like to do today?" Baekhyun asked after they had finished breakfast. Chanyeol pursed his lips and contemplated the question. "Well, I really want to kiss you, but you'll probably say no to everything else and tell me that's not a birthday celebration," Chanyeol said with a smirk. Baekhyun scoffed and crossed his arms as he mumbled, "God, you know me too well." Chanyeol laughed. Baekhyun grin and leaned forward to give him a light kiss on the lips as he murmured, "Besides that?" Chanyeol huffed and whined, "But I want you." Baekhyun sighed and walked around the table and sat in Chanyeol's lap, he draped his arms over Chanyeol's shoulders and murmured, "You have me, and you can have me later." Baekhyun ran his fingers through Chanyeol's curls and softly said, "So until then, let's do something for your birthday."

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It had started to snow during the night, and a thin blanket of white coated the ground. Baekhyun pulled his coat closer to him and shuffled his booted feet, kicking up some of the white fluff as he wait for Chanyeol to unlock the car door. When the door clicked open, Baekhyun eagerly with an excited gasp of white breathy mist yanked the door open and jumped in, and immediately turned up the heat. Baekhyun sighed when he felt the warm heat against his cool cheeks.

Chanyeol closed his side of the door and glanced over at Baekhyun with a smile. Baekhyun had managed to tame his newly dyed brown hair — it still had a faint honey tone — and it did a sexy upwards swoosh-like thing. He was sitting with his head laying back against the head rest with his eyes closed and his lips slightly parted. The delicate skin of his eyelids was a soft, natural rose petal pink, and his lips were a faded red. Chanyeol had been too distracted by Baekhyun's lips to notice Baekhyun silently watching him as Chanyeol gazed back at Baekhyun.

After another moment, Baekhyun cleared his throat — Chanyeol's eyes snapped up to meet his — and Baekhyun softly asked, "How long do you plan on staring at me?" Chanyeol grinned, not ashamed at being caught watching Baekhyun as he replied, "Indefinitely." Baekhyun smiled and just murmured, "We're going to be late." Chanyeol lightly laughed.

Baekhyun's p.o.v.

Chanyeol pulled up to the restaurant twenty minutes later. Baekhyun took one last inhale of the warm air before opening his door, and the evening chill instantly snatched away his breath. He gasped and rubbed his hands together to create warmth. Chanyeol walked around the front of the car and gently grabbed one of Baekhyun's hands, slightly flinching at his cold skin. In reply, Baekhyun mumbled, "Sorry." Chanyeol shook his head and muttered, "It's fine, and now why don't we go inside where it's warm?" Baekhyun smiled and nodded, murmuring, "Yes, please." Chanyeol smiled and kissed Baekhyun's temple.

The inside of the restaurant was warm and very nice, and with very little people in it. The place was elegant with glass windows spanning the whole back wall, and tables with white cloths thrown over them with crystal vases filled with red roses in the middle of the circular tables. Sighing, Baekhyun rested his forehead on Chanyeol's board back as he told the hostess his name. When the hostess told them to follow her, Baekhyun lifted his head and grabbed Chanyeol's hand as they followed after her.

She lead them to a table in the back near the windows, that over looked the quiet woods and blanketed grass; and off to the side was a small sliver of the lake. Their evening was quiet and peaceful — the exact thing they needed. When they finished dinner they decided to walk along the pathway that cut into the trees behind the restaurant that lead to the lake. As they walked, Baekhyun rubbed his hands together and muttered, "I should have worn gloves." Chanyeol paused mid-step and glanced down at Baekhyun, seeing him rub his hands together against the cold. Chanyeol reached out and gently clasped Baekhyun's hand into his own, rubbing them with his thumbs then bringing them up to his mouth and puffing out a warm breath against his hands. A shiver unrelated to the cold crawled its way up Baekhyun's back. Chanyeol moved Baekhyun's hands from his mouth as he murmured, "Is that better?" Baekhyun smiled sweetly and murmured, "Yes." Chanyeol smiled and kissed Baekhyun's forehead. He kept one of Baekhyun's hands in his and put their intwined fingers into his coat pocket as Baekhyun put his other hand into his small jacket pocket.

As they continued to follow the pathway, it opened up to the silver lake Baekhyun had seen through the window. The surface was glass-like with the light frosting of snow. Letting go of Chanyeol's hand, Baekhyun crouched down at its edge and pulled his sleeve over his hand. He swept his hand over the hard surface and lightly poked at it in fascination. Something so powerful, so easily stopped.

Chanyeol crouched down beside Baekhyun and murmured, "What are you doing, Baek?" Baekhyun glanced up at Chanyeol with his big brown, innocent eyes and softly muttered, "The water can't hurt me in winter." Chanyeol smiled and kissed Baekhyun's temple; Baekhyun's eyes fluttering shut at the warm touch. Chanyeol threaded his fingers through Baekhyun's hair and murmured, "Dance with me?" Baekhyun looked at Chanyeol in confusion and asked, "Dance? What? Why?" Chanyeol lightly laughed and said, "Because I know you can. So, will you?" Baekhyun furrowed his brow cutely. "How do you know I can dance? Park Chanyeol, do you spy on me?" Baekhyun accused teasingly. Chanyeol scoffed and mumbled, "Whaat? Of course, not," and he waved away Baekhyun's accusation with his hand. Baekhyun rolled his eyes and murmured, "Okay, fine, I'll dance with you." Chanyeol grinned and kissed Baekhyun's temple. "Thank you, Baekhyun, and you'll be beautiful," Chanyeol whispered softly. Baekhyun smiled softly and lightly cupped Chanyeol's cheek to give him a tiny kiss on the lips before standing up and pulling Chanyeol with him.

No One's p.o.v.

And they danced. They danced to Serendipity by BTS; they danced with the snow; they danced under the moonlight that shone down through the clouds; they danced with the cool breeze that blew through the leafless trees and snow covered pines; they danced until their feet became numb and their bodies were like ice.

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3rd p.o.v.

When they got back home Baekhyun made a beeline for the heavy knitted blanket hanging over the back of the couch. He cocooned himself in it as he went back to the front door and kicked off his boots and called to Chanyeol, who was in the kitchen, "Do we by any chance have something that'll warm me up faster than a blanket?" Chanyeol walked out of the kitchen holding two mugs and placed them on the coffee table, saying, "Well, we have this...." Chanyeol gestured to the hot chocolate and walked to the front door, where he hung his coat up on the rack and kicked off his boots, leaving him in a white knitted turtle-neck and his blue skinny jeans. Baekhyun practically drooled at the sight. Huffing, Baekhyun clasped as a bundle of blankets onto the couch and pulled the warm edges to his chin. He closed his eyes and sighed contentedly.

Smiling softly, Chanyeol settled down beside Baekhyun and grabbed his legs, swinging them into his lap and proceeding to rub his feet. Baekhyun sighed, "Hmm, that feels good." He kept his eyes closed as he rested his head back against the pillow cushion.

Chanyeol gazed at Baekhyun's adorable sleepy face, the only part of him exposed through the mass of blankets. Chanyeol scooted closer to Baekhyun, lifting one of his hands to trance Baekhyun's soft yet sculpted features. He ran his thumb over Baekhyun's eyebrows; brushed the soft skin of his forehead with the back of his index finger; lightly swept across the delicate skin of his rose petal eyelids with the tip of his finger; caressed his cheeks with the back of his hand; and brushed his thumb across his faded red lips. Baekhyun's lips parted and he sighed, "Chanyeol...." a small smile curving the corners of his mouth, "I love you." Chanyeol sighed and brushed his hand through Baekhyun's hair, pushing it back from his forehead. Baekhyun sighed again and Chanyeol scooted him over enough for him to wiggle in between Baekhyun and the couch, and then Chanyeol pulled Baekhyun back against his chest as he began to softly whisper in his ear, "Byun Baekhyun, you're a light that fought its way through the dark. You're a treasure and the most precious person I've ever met. I believe you're my other half, and I'd truly be lost without you. You're my light, Byun Baekhyun, and my love for you will never burn out." Chanyeol gently brushed his thumb over Baekhyun's cheek and kissed his temple as he added, "And I shall love you forever."

Baekhyun was subconsciously aware that Chanyeol was speaking to him, but sleep was too strong and he couldn't bring himself to answer, but after a moment, he did manage to whisper, "You're my fire, Park Chanyeol, you're my fire that keeps me going. You're a happy face among millions of frowns. You saved me through friendship, and you brought me back to life through love. You're my fire, Park Chanyeol, the flame that is a representation of my eternal love that'll never burn out." Baekhyun's eyes were closed as he murmured all of this, and with a small smile he continued by saying, "And I shall love you forever."

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Author's Notes

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