A/N: Hello, lovelies, this is a super long update! Sorry for not taking care of my older stories, I hope to start working on them again soon. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter, and please don't forget to show your support. Thank you!

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TELLING FRIENDS AND FAMILY

[Mature-ish]

Baekhyun's p.o.v.

The next morning, Baekhyun's legs were tangled in both the sheets and Chanyeol's legs. He moaned and grumbled as he rolled over onto his back and detangled himself, and Chanyeol grumbled beside him too. "Mhm, Baekhyun?" Chanyeol sighed. "Yeah?" Baekhyun muttered.

"Why don't we both take sick days and stay home together?" Chanyeol mumbled into his pillow. Baekhyun sighed and scooted towards Chanyeol; he ran his fingers through Chanyeol's hair as he replied, "Chan, you know we can't do that." Chanyeol sighed and murmured, "Last night was amazing. I just want to be with you again." Baekhyun's hand stilled in Chanyeol's hair as a furious blush colored his cheeks and he murmured, "Yeah, it was."

"Hmm, fine, I'll go to work," Chanyeol sighed as he turned over onto his back. Baekhyun blinked and mentally shook himself of his daze before smiling down at Chanyeol. Baekhyun caressed Chanyeol's cheek and leaned in to kiss his forehead, and whispered, "Saranghae."

Chanyeol smiled and wove his fingers through Baekhyun's hair as he murmured, "Saranghae," and delicately kissed his lips.

. . . .

At work, Baekhyun ignored Chul and all his advances and just focused on teaching, and when he went to the teacher's lounge to track down his friends, Chul followed him. Baekhyun continued to ignore him and just took a sip from his water bottle as Chul watched him from the doorway. Baekhyun glared at him and recapped the bottle as he snapped, "What do you want?" Chul just grinned and replied, "I never had that detention you promised me." Baekhyun scoffed and said, "You want your detention? Fine, be here after school and head to the library." Chul grinned, then Baekhyun continued to say, "The librarian already agreed to babysit you. So, have fun!" Baekhyun said with fake enthusiasm as he left the room.

Baekhyun didn't get very far when suddenly he felt Chul's hand tightly gripping his upper arm and jerking him back. Baekhyun gasped as he was yanked backwards and hit Chul's chest, that Baekhyun discovered to be alarmingly muscular. Chul kept his hand on Baekhyun's upper arm as he other went to Baekhyun's waist and he whispered near his ear, "Fuck. Why do you have to be so hot? You really shouldn't tease a person like this. Does your husband know what you do when he's not around?" Baekhyun's jaw dropped at his words and he twisted from his grip and spun around. He clenched his fists and hissed, "You're crazy. Stay away from me or next time I'll report you. I don't care if you're just a student because you're still an adult. So act like one!" and with that Baekhyun was turning away and marching back to his classroom.

Chul's p.o.v.

"Wow, he's really stubborn," Chul muttered to himself. "Man, I rather just fuck him than chase him. I wonder if he'd be satisfied if I did that instead?" Chul laughed humorless to himself and muttered, "No, probably not. He'd be furious. He wants the chase, and I have to leave him broken." Chul sighed and rubbed his face. "This is going to require a lot more work," he muttered exhaustedly.

Baekhyun's p.o.v.

Baekhyun made his way back to his classroom an angry, huffy mess, and when he finally walked over his classroom threshold, he slammed the door shut. Baekhyun pulled at his tie, loosing it so he could breathe better. He wanted to call Chanyeol again like he had yesterday after his confrontation with Chul then as well. Baekhyun even picked up his phone and had his index-finger hovering over the call button, but something held him back. Maybe because he already called Chanyeol yesterday and didn't want to disturb him again . . .?

Sighing, Baekhyun sat down at his desk and scrolled through his photo gallery. Maybe if he looked at the pictures he had of Chanyeol that would calm him down...? Make him feel better...? Baekhyun sighed heavily.

What was wrong with Chul? Why did he insist on bothering him so much? Baekhyun didn't understand, and ever since that first day . . .

They were already a month into school when Chul first showed up in Baekhyun's english class. He had walked in with a man that Baekhyun had strangely recognized. They exchanged words, and then the other man was walking away and Baekhyun found himself locking eyes with Chul as he started back intently at him.

Chul then had approached Baekhyun's desks and said, "Hello, Professor. I'm your new student, Kim Chul. It's nice to fi—" then Chul had sneezed. And Baekhyun jumped, startled. Chul lightly laughed and said, "Whoops, sorry about that. As I was saying, nice to meet you, . . . Professor." He had said the last word, as if trying it out, then he just grinned and then murmured, "Yeah, professor works perfectly on you." After that, Chul had taken his seat, leaving Baekhyun shocked by his words and wondering what he could have possibly of meant. But he had shaken it off and continued on with his teaching, acting as if nothing had happened — but Chul had just got weirder; he always managed to find Baekhyun when he was alone.

Baekhyun groaned as he shook himself from the memory and dropped his forehead against his desk. Chul, who are you? Baekhyun thought. What do you want? Why can't you leave me alone? Why do you unsettle me so much?

As Baekhyun sat there with his head down, his classroom door creaked open, and fearing the worst, he squeezed his eyes tightly shut and muttered, still with his forehead against his desk, "What do you want now?" There was a gasp and then Baekhyun felt something hit him on the back of the head, followed by, "Well, fuck you too!" Baekhyun's head snapped up and he said, "Jesus! I'm sorry, Kyungsoo. I thought— Um, nothing, never mind." Kyungsoo scrunched up his brow and perched on the edge of Baekhyun's desks as he said, "So, are you finally going to tell me what you couldn't yesterday?" Baekhyun blinked and muttered, "Oh, right! You guys don't know either, do you?" Kyungsoo rolled his eyes and said, "If I did, I wouldn't be coming to you and asking, now would I, smart one?" Baekhyun rolled his eyes and shouted, "Hey! Shut up! And I'm not obligated to tell you just so you now. It's my choice." Kyungsoo nodded and muttered, "Yes, yes, I know. Now can you just tell me?" Baekhyun sighed, "Yeah, but the others—"

"No worries," Kyungsoo cut in, then yelled, "Guys, he's ready to talk!" and with that, Minseok and Luhan came into the room. Baekhyun rolled his eyes and said, "So, let me guess, you guys had to play a game to see who was going to come in here and ask me?" Baekhyun laughed and rolled his eyes again as he murmured, "So childish." Kyungsoo punched his arm and cried, "Says you! You are the biggest child out of all of us!" Baekhyun scrunched his nose and said, "Nope, I had to grow up" — and before they could argue against him, Baekhyun went on by saying — "because . . . Chanyeol and I are having a baby."

Everyone was frozen in silence, mouths agape, then Kyungsoo broke it by saying, "Fuck! You were lying yesterday! You are pregnant!" Kyungsoo laughed and then waved his hands, saying, "Sorry, sorry. I had to. What you just said is . . . so big." Luhan nodded and Minseok just continued to stare at him with his mouth gaping. "H-how did it even happen? I mean, who got pregnant?" Luhan asked. "We got a surrogate," Baekhyun said. "And we found out she was pregnant two days ago. Her name is Kim Taeyeon." Minseok finally broke from his daze and lunged at Baekhyun excitedly, locking his arms around Baekhyun's neck as he said, "Oh my God, now Minhee will finally have a playmate!" Baekhyun laughed and hugged Minseok back as he murmured, "Minhee has tons of playmates. What are you talking about?" Minseok pulled back, nodding as he said, "Yeah, she does, but no else from our group of friends has a child like Jongdae and I." Baekhyun nodded and murmured, "Oh, never mind. I know what you mean now." Minseok smiled and Kyungsoo grumbled, "Hey! What about me? Jongin and I are in the process right now. The damn adoption agency just takes forever." Luhan smiled sadly and patted Kyungsoo's back as he murmured, "It's okay, Soo. And when Sehun finally proposes, and we're ready for kids, I think we'll do what you and Chanyeol did, Baekhyun. That only takes nine mouth where adoption could take nine years!" Kyungsoo scoffed and said, "What? No, it doesn't." Luhan rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Obviously, I'm just exaggerating how long it takes."

Baekhyun just smiled and sighed as he listened to his friends bicker back and forth.

Chanyeol's p.o.v.

"Sehun? Jongin? Can I talk to you for a moment?" Chanyeol asked as he poked his head into their adjoining office.

"Ugh, if you must," Sehun said with a dramatic sigh. Jongin threw a paper clip at him and rolled his eyes. "Okay, Chanyeol, what's up?" Jongin asked. Chanyeol came into the room and shut the door behind him; this made Sehun drop his attitude because Chanyeol so rarely actually entered their detectives office, and Jongin being the head of the department instantly became alert.

"Chanyeol?" Jongin asked. "Is everything okay?"

Chanyeol's face remained nearly expressionless until a grin cracked against his face, one he just couldn't suppress any longer. Jongin frowned and Sehun murmured, "Oh, jeez, he's finally lost it...."

Chanyeol waved his hands in the air and said, "No, no, I have not. I'm just . . . extremely happy at the moment." Chanyeol finished by saying with another huge grin. Sehun furrowed his brow and Jongin asked, "It has something it do with Baekhyun, that's obvious. So, are you going to tell us or not?" Chanyeol just continued to grin as he planted himself in an empty chair and crossed one of his legs then his arms, and fighting back another grin, he said, "Guess."

"Ugh, I don't want to work for it!" Sehun whined. "Just tell us!"

Chanyeol chuckled and said, "But you two are our best detectives! Come on, guess!" Sehun rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Jeez, you sound like Baekhyun . . ." Chanyeol whacked him. "Ow! Ugh, fine, fine! Um . . . I— I got nothing. How about you, Jongin?" Sehun asked and glanced over at Jongin, who was staring at Chanyeol intently with his eyebrows knitted together and his lips pursed in deep thought and guesswork. "Hmm," Jongin mused. "That display of enthusiasm was very unusually, and you only act such ways around Baekhyun or when the situation concerns him. So this diffidently involves Baekhyun . . ." Jongin furrowed his brow even more and stared at Chanyeol even more intently. He tapped his chin in thought, thinking hard as Sehun furrowed his brow and glanced between the two of them. "Shit!" Jongin suddenly shouted. "I know why that voice you used sounded so familiar. Minseok always uses it when he talks to Minhee!" Jongin finished in a rush. Sehun's jaw dropped and his eyes snapped to Chanyeol as he gasped, "Holy shit! You and Baekhyun are having a baby!? When did that happen?" Chanyeol grinned at his friends, happy they had finally figured it out as he said, "See, I knew you two were our best detectives," as Jongin mumbled, "Hey! Sehun didn't figure out shit!" Chanyeol uncrossed his arms and legs and leaned forward as he said, "So, we found out two day ago. We had gone to a doctor and was told you could use a surrogate mother to carry our baby instead of going through the trouble of the adoption agency. No offense, Jongin." Jongin waved him off, saying, "No offense, taken," as Chanyeol nodded and continued on by saying, "So we found out two days ago that our surrogate mother, Kim Taeyeon, is pregnant. And sorry I didn't tell you sooner." Both Sehun and Jongin waved him off. Sehun saying "Don't apologize, I'm just happy for you!" and Jongin saying, "Wow! You're going to be a parent! Are you ready?"

Chanyeol's smile faltered momentarily as he thought about Jongin's question. Was he ready? It was all so new, so it hadn't had a chance to sink in yet. But Jongin bringing up the fact that he was going to a parent, suddenly made it feel all so real. Chanyeol thought for a moment longer, then a small smile upturned his lips as he murmured, "Yeah, I'll be ready . . ."

. . . .

Later after work, Chanyeol waited impatiently for Baekhyun's arrival. He was sitting in the living room, flipping through a baby book he had picked up earlier that day. He furrowed his brow and thought, Jeez, there's so much information, as he flipped to the next page and heard Baekhyun's car pulling up in the driveway. Chanyeol smiled excitedly and dropped the book onto the coffee table as he jumped to his feet and happily ran to the door, and the moment Baekhyun had turned the lock and shoved it open, Chanyeol engulfed him in a hug.

3rd p.o.v.

Baekhyun gasped and jumped in surprise as Chanyeol suddenly ensnared him into a hug the moment he opened the door. Baekhyun dropped his suitcase beside him, mainly because of the weird angle, and because he wanted to feel Chanyeol in his arms as well. Baekhyun wrapped his arms around Chanyeol's waist and pressed his cheek snuggly into Chanyeol's chest. Baekhyun sighed contentedly as Chanyeol kissed his forehead and murmured, "Welcome home, my beautiful Baek." Baekhyun smiled and tilted his head back as he looked up at Chanyeol and murmured, "You're so happy today." Baekhyun smiled softly and continued by whispering, "I like it." Chanyeol smiled and kissed the tip of Baekhyun's nose as he murmured, "Anything for you." Baekhyun smiled sweetly and kissed Chanyeol delicately; Chanyeol kissed him back just as softly.

"So, is there a reason why you're so happy?" Baekhyun murmured once Chanyeol had retracted his arms and grabbed Baekhyun's suitcase and then his hand. Chanyeol just continued to smile and replied, "I'm happy because, well, first of all and most importantly, I have you," Chanyeol said softly as he paused on their way into the living room to kiss Baekhyun once again, using their clasped hands to tilt Baekhyun's head back to deepen the kiss. When their lips parted, Baekhyun sighed and had to shake himself from his hazy trance. Chanyeol smiled at Baekhyun and continued walking as he added, "And second of all, I never thought we'd be able to have a baby of our own, but now we can. And it's incredible." Baekhyun smiled and this time he stopped to kiss Chanyeol, reaching up to place his hand on Chanyeol's cheek to pull him close as he pressed their lips softly together. "It is incredible," Baekhyun murmured with a smile.

No One's p.o.v.

Unlike Chanyeol, the idea of being a parent to their child still hadn't sunk in with Baekhyun yet — everything was still too new for him to realize the responsibilities.

3rd p.o.v.

Chanyeol smiled and murmured, "Yeah, it is, and now we have to tell my parents." Baekhyun gulped with sudden nervousness, and Chanyeol just smiled and reassuringly squeezed Baekhyun's hand and kissed his cheek. "It'll be okay," Chanyeol murmured. "They'll be happy for us, just like they always are." Baekhyun nodded, then murmured, "Did you tell Sehun and Jongin. I already told Luhan, Kyungsoo, and Minseok, who most diffidently told Jongdae." Chanyeol nodded, "Yeah, I did."

"Do you think Yoora would have told Junmyeon by now?" Baekhyun muttered. Chanyeol shrugged and muttered, "Probably, because I'm sure she had to explain where she was going in the middle of the night yesterday." Baekhyun nodded, "True."

Chanyeol drove them to his parents house around five — he had called ahead to let them know they were coming. They were very excited that their son and Baekhyun were coming for a visit, and told Chanyeol that Yoora had come home for a visit as well; Chanyeol wasn't surprised.

When they pulled up to Chanyeol's childhood home, and the place Baekhyun had lived for a year, they were both awash with good and bad memories from all those years ago. Chanyeol sighed and glanced over at Baekhyun, murmuring, "Are you ready?" Baekhyun glanced over at Chanyeol and smiled as he replied, "Of course." Chanyeol smiled and opened his door, and walked around to Baekhyun's side to open his door as well. Baekhyun took Chanyeol's outstretched hand as he pulled him from the car, then comfortably laced their fingers together.

When they reached the door, Chanyeol was pulling out his key and posed to unlock it when just before he could, it swung inwards to reveal Yoora's beaming face. Chanyeol sighed and pocketed his key.

"Hello, my namdongsaeng," Yoora said in greeting with a sickly smile. Chanyeol inwardly groaned. "Hi, Baekhyun. And sorry for freaking you out the other night," Yoora added. Baekhyun smiled faintly and mumbled, "Oh, th-that's okay." Yoora frowned and asked, "Ugh, what's with you two?"

"We don't like being ambushed," Chanyeol said, then muttered, "especially twice within two back-to-back days." Yoora laughed and said, "Well, get use to to it," then in a lower voice she whispered, "because when that baby comes I'll be bothering you two every hours of the day. I'll even get my own key made so you don't have to bother with answering the door every time." And to that, Chanyeol just said very bluntly, "I'm changing the locks!" Yoora laughed again and said in a singsong voice, "That won't work!" Chanyeol groaned and shoved her to the side as he just pushed into the house, pulling Baekhyun along after him. Baekhyun snickered into his hand as he followed along after Chanyeol; Yoora happily skipping along beside them.

"Did you tell Junmyeon?" Baekhyun softly asked. Yoora glanced over at him and shook her head, "Nope, I was leaving the honor to you two." Baekhyun sighed. He had only been wondering since Yoora and Junmyeon were married going on four years, and she told him everything. "Oh, and by the way, he came with me. So you can tell them all together. You know, killing two birds with one stone," she said.

When they reached the living room, Chanyeol's parents where occupying the two lounge chairs and Junmyeon was sitting in the love seat. Chanyeol lead Baekhyun to the couch and sat down. Baekhyun made a move to sit beside him but Chanyeol went, "Mhm, no," and instead pulled Baekhyun onto his lap and comfortable wrapped his arms around Baekhyun's waist as he rested his chin in the crook of his shoulder. Baekhyun's cheeks turned a furious red at Chanyeol's actions, and it was made even worse when Mrs. Park muttered, "Oh, Chanyeol, why do you always have to embarrass him?" Chanyeol chuckled and kissed Baekhyun's neck, and murmured against his skin, "Because it's fun." Baekhyun gasped and whacked Chanyeol's arm, and he tried pulling away as he cried, "Ugh, Park Chanyeol! You're so rude!" Chanyeol matched Baekhyun and cried too, saying, "Ugh, Park Baekhyun! Why are you so irresistible and fun to tease?" Now Baekhyun's cheeks were burning and with a defeated sigh he clasped backwards against Chanyeol's chest, his head falling into the crook of Chanyeol's shoulder. Chanyeol chuckled and kissed Baekhyun's temple, as Baekhyun just scrunched up his nose in response and crossed his arms.

"Hey! Keep it PG, over there," Mr. Park said as he played his game with his wife and Junmyeon, barely glancing up at Chanyeol and Baekhyun as he said it. Chanyeol grinned and said, "Okay, will do," and in a much lower voice, he murmured in Baekhyun's ear, "But later . . . Mhm, not so much." And to make a point, he kissed the hollow below Baekhyun's ear, slightly parting his lips so his tongue could dart out and teasingly taste Baekhyun's skin. Baekhyun gasped and whined again, and finally managed to break free from Chanyeol's grip as he escaped to the other side of the coffee table and planted his butt on the floor between Junmyeon and Mr. Park, opposite of Chanyeol. Baekhyun shot him a fake glare and stuck out his tongue; Chanyeol did something crude in response that he thought no one would see, but when Mrs. Park muttered distractedly, "Chanyeol, I saw that," Baekhyun clasped sideways into a fit of laughter as Chanyeol's ears turned red and he slapped a hand over his mouth.

Then Mrs. Park paused momentarily in her game and glared at Chanyeol, who once again did something bad behind his mother's back. When he noticed her stare, she reprimanded, "Chanyeol! Stop being gross. That is meant for the bedroom, not a room full of family and friends! Understood?" Chanyeol gulped and mumbled, "Yes, ma'am." Baekhyun bit down on his bottom lip, resisting the urge to laugh. Then Mrs. Park turned to Baekhyun and softly said, "And Baekhyun, honey, stop inciting my son so much." Baekhyun picked himself off the floor and murmured, "Yes, ma'am." Mrs. Park smiled and said, "Good boy." Baekhyun blushed furiously and Chanyeol cried, "Hey! Eomma! I feel betrayed!" Mr. Park laughed and glanced over his wive's shoulder as he replied, "Too bad!" and everyone bursted out laughing except Chanyeol.

Chanyeol pouted and crossed his arms, mumbling under his breath, "You're all traitors. Mhm, Baekhyun, freaking midget." Baekhyun grinned and moved around the coffee table, stopping at Chanyeol's feet and laying his head on his knee. Chanyeol chuckled and ruffled Baekhyun's hair, and Baekhyun barked jokingly, which made Chanyeol burst out laughing so loud everyone jumped. Baekhyun grinned proudly and glanced up at Chanyeol with a grin. Chanyeol grinned too and leaned forward to kiss Baekhyun's forehead.

An hour or so later, dinner was ready and they ate outside around the fire pit Chanyeol's parents had made a few years back. It was June and the night was beautiful, crickets chirped in the background. Chanyeol and Baekhyun still hadn't told Chanyeol's parents about their baby being carried by their surrogate.

Yoora was sitting beside Junmyeon, mostly talking about work; and Chanyeol's parents were also sitting together opposite of Chanyeol and Baekhyun. Baekhyun had his chair scooted close to Chanyeol so he could rest his head on his shoulder and contently close his eyes, and Chanyeol had one of Baekhyun's hands and was gently playing with his fingers. Except for the crackling of the fire and the random sounds of nature, everyone was quiet, and another moment pasted this way until Chanyeol murmured from the corner of his mouth in a low, yet deep tenor, "So, are we telling them tonight or staying another day?" Baekhyun opened his eyes and peeked up at Chanyeol as he said, "Chan, we can't. We both work tomorrow," before glancing back down and softly closing his eyes again. "Oh, right," Chanyeol murmured. "I completely forget." Baekhyun sighed and murmured, "Silly, giant. You'd be so lost without me . . ." Chanyeol lightly laughed in reply, then muttered, "And sad thing is, you're probably right." Baekhyun still had his eyes closed as he grinned and muttered, "I know I'm right." Chanyeol laughed again and murmured, "Mhm, cocky much?" Baekhyun grinned and murmured, "Very much so." Chanyeol sighed, and then he had a thought, a huge grin formed across his lips as he said, "Okay then, Mr. Cocky, why don't you tell my parents about our baby?"

Baekhyun's eyes snapped open and he pivoted around to see if Chanyeol was serious — he was. Baekhyun blanched, and then poked Chanyeol's forehead as he said, "Hey! Not going to happen."

"Why's that?" Chanyeol murmured as he leaned towards Baekhyun, getting a little too close. Baekhyun leaned away warily and stuttered, "C-Chanyeol. Don't." Chanyeol just grinned and murmured, "Don't . . . what? Don't do . . . this," and he ran his thumb along Baekhyun's bottom lip before leaning in and kissing him in a way no one should ever kiss in public — let alone around family!

Baekhyun gasped and pulled away, and whacked Chanyeol's shoulder as he cried, "You do not play fair." Chanyeol laughed and said, "What? And you do? Hah!" Baekhyun glared at him and flicked his forehead again before turning away from Chanyeol with his arms crossed and his eyebrows knitted together. Chanyeol grinned and propped his chin on Baekhyun's shoulder, his hand moved to Baekhyun's waist and teasingly traced the skin just above his waistband. An involuntary shiver ran up Baekhyun's spine against his will, and Chanyeol grinned again, knowing he was very close to winning. There was just one thing left....

Chanyeol kissed below Baekhyun's ear like he had done before, nipping at his earlobe as he murmured, "Mhm, someone needs more convincing . . ." Baekhyun spun around and looked at Chanyeol, his eyes big and his voice shaky as he tried saying sternly, "Chanyeol, n-no!" Chanyeol lightly laughed and ran his hand more up Baekhyun's back, making sure his parents couldn't see, and Baekhyun bit back on his bottom lip in response. "Ugh! I don't like you," Baekhyun murmured. Chanyeol smirked and murmured, "Yes, you do. You love me." Baekhyun huffed and grumbling, "Hmm, I do. But that doesn't mean I'm telling your parents, giant!"

"Ah, Baekhyun, you shouldn't have said that," Chanyeol sighed, then slide a hand to Baekhyun's wrist as he pulled him up and said oh-so-casually to his family, "We'll be right back," before pulling Baekhyun along after him. Chanyeol took Baekhyun through the house and to the stairs, with Baekhyun trying to pull free and objecting the whole way. Chanyeol took them to his old room, and once they were inside, he shut and locked the door behind him. Baekhyun finally broke free and instantly moved to the other side of the smallish room, and crossed his arms as he just glared at Chanyeol and said, "Fine giant, do your worst." Chanyeol pursed his lips and slowly approached Baekhyun as he mused, "So, you're giving me permission?" Baekhyun shrugged and said, "Yes, because in the end I know my resistance of you is futile. I learned that long ago, and I also know I can't win." Chanyeol laughed and said, "Oh Baekhyun, you can definitely win something out of this." Baekhyun tried hiding his smile as Chanyeol continued to say, "So, if you know your resistance is futile . . . then why resist?" Now Baekhyun was openly grinning as he replied, "Because it's fun," just as Chanyeol jumped towards him and seized him around the waist.

Baekhyun laughed wildly as Chanyeol spun him once through the air before dropping him onto the bed, and leaned forward to whisper, "Damn, you're so dangerous." Baekhyun just grinned and reached up to lock his arms around Chanyeol's neck as he said, "Mhm, how much danger are you asking for right now?" Chanyeol grinned and leaned even closer, his lips hovering above Baekhyun's as he said, "All of it," before crushing his lips to Baekhyun's.

Baekhyun groaned and roughly kissed Chanyeol back for a moment before flipping him over onto his back. Baekhyun straddled Chanyeol's hips and placed his hands on Chanyeol's waist as he asked, "So, if you brought me up here to convince me? Then how did I end up on top just now?" Chanyeol threw his head back and laughed, then looked at Baekhyun as he replied, "Shit! And what are you going to do since you're on top?" Baekhyun laughed and smacked Chanyeol's chest as he just practically read his mind, and said, "Oh my God! Not that!" Chanyeol just continued to grin and murmured, "Not what?" Baekhyun glared at him and said, "A quickie, obviously. And like I said, not happening." Chanyeol bit down on the inside of his cheek and murmured, "Baekhyun. Now remember, we didn't come up here to convince me, did we?" Baekhyun's mouth formed an "Oh" of realization, and then Chanyeol was grabbing his waist and flipping him over. "Now. Who is it that we're trying to convince?" Baekhyun sighed and closed his eyes as he mumbled, "Oh, fuck me."

"Exactly," Chanyeol murmured before leaning down and kissing Baekhyun squarely on the lips. Although Baekhyun objected to the idea, he couldn't resist Chanyeol in anyway, especially when it came to their physical relationship. Baekhyun just became putty in Chanyeol's hands that he used to mold Baekhyun however he wished — things never got too extreme, and Chanyeol always made sure first, but this was something they had done before, so he didn't wait for a response as he leaned forward and seized Baekhyun's lips.

Baekhyun groaned into the kiss and brought his hands up around Chanyeol's neck. Chanyeol kissed Baekhyun's mouth, then trailed his lips down to his jawline and neck. Baekhyun squirmed beneath Chanyeol, and arched his hips up to Chanyeol's, who went, "Mhm, shit. How are you already hard?" — sigh — "God, you're horny." Baekhyun squirmed again and whined, "Um, I am not." Chanyeol kissed his neck and replied, "Are too, Baek." Baekhyun sighed and arched his hips up towards Chanyeol again as he murmured, "Then do something about it." Chanyeol grinned against Baekhyun's skin and muttered, "Oh, I will. Don't you worry," and as Chanyeol said that, he ran his hand down along Baekhyun's side to his hip, and inched his fingers along the front of Baekhyun's waistband. Then his slide his hand up and under Baekhyun's shirt, bunching it up so he could kiss along Baekhyun's stomach.

Baekhyun's hands moved from the back of Chanyeol's neck up into his hair as Baekhyun twisted his fingers into the curly strands at the nape of his neck. Chanyeol brushed his lips across Baekhyun's abdomen once more before he moved up to Baekhyun's lips and murmured against his mouth, "Do you surrender, yet?" Baekhyun shook his head and muttered, "Nope. Never," and in reply Chanyeol slide his hand back down to the waistband of Baekhyun's jeans and undid both the button and zipper.

"Mhm, Chanyeol. No. Just kiss me. Nothing else," Baekhyun murmured. "Then what are you going to do about your erection?" Chanyeol muttered as his fingers ran along the underside of Baekhyun's jeans. Baekhyun groaned and squeezed his eyes shut as he thought, Crap, I forgot about that, as he said, "Fine, just don't be rough." And with that, Chanyeol quickly discarded Baekhyun's jeans and boxers. He ran his fingers up Baekhyun's inner thighs, then slide one hand around to the back of his leg and down to his inner knee. Chanyeol slightly hiked Baekhyun's leg up, and at the same time parted his legs as he leaned forward and ran his tongue against the sensitive skin of Baekhyun's shaft before taking him fully into his mouth. A breathy half-sigh half-moan escaped Baekhyun's lips as he then dug his fingernails into Chanyeol's back, and with a few more expert moves from Chanyeol, Baekhyun was coming with a low moan into Chanyeol's mouth.

Chanyeol pulled back and wiped his mouth, saying, "Shit, why do you always have to taste so good?" Baekhyun laughed tiredly, his eyes still closed because of everything as he murmured, "Maybe because everything about me is your own personal drug." Chanyeol grinned and caressed Baekhyun's cheek, and kissed his forehead as he replied, "Then I should probably stop before I overdose." Baekhyun smiled faintly and peeked his eyes open as he replied, "Yeah, that's probably best." Baekhyun rubbed his face, that had a light sheen of sweat on it as he murmured, "Mhm, I need my pants." Chanyeol chuckled and got off the bed. He grabbed Baekhyun's boxers first and lifted Baekhyun up before placing him on the edge of the bed as he slide Baekhyun's legs into his boxers and up to his lower thighs before he had to stop because Baekhyun was sitting down. "You're going to have to stand up," Chanyeol murmured. Baekhyun pouted and whined, "But I don't want to!" Chanyeol sighed heavily and said, "Then lean back, you baby. I can't put these back on if you're seating down." Baekhyun huffed and flopped backwards onto the bed again; Chanyeol sighed again at his dramatics and continued putting Baekhyun's boxer back on. The jeans were tricker though. Chanyeol got them up to Baekhyun's knees before he gave up and huffed, "Dang! Why are they so hard to put on?"

"Because they're tight skinny jeans, Chan," Baekhyun mumbled. Chanyeol rolled his eyes and muttered, "Obviously." Baekhyun rolled his eyes as well and muttered, "Then what answer were you looking for?" Chanyeol groaned and said, "Ugh, Baekhyun! You have to stand up. I can't get them past your knees." Baekhyun sighed dramatically and held out his hands. Chanyeol grabbed them and pulled Baekhyun to his feet, and steadied him before focusing his attention on the pants again. "Remind me— Ugh! Why I'm doing this again?" Chanyeol grumbled as he tried shimmering the tight jeans up past Baekhyun's thighs. Baekhyun shrugged and muttered, "I don't know. You just took charge." Chanyeol huffed and left go of Baekhyun's pants, leaving them halfway up his thighs as he said, "Ugh! I quit! You finish pulling them on." Baekhyun sighed again and grumbled as he pulled up his jeans; he had to hop around a bit as he pulled them up. Chanyeol laughed and asked, "Baek? If they're so hard to put on, then why wear them?" Baekhyun stared at Chanyeol as if he was stupid, then said, "Because Chan, they make my butt look good." Chanyeol couldn't help but look and went, "Ooh" as he nodded and murmured, "You're right, your butt looks great." Baekhyun grinned cheekily and said, "Duh! And they make the front look good too." Chanyeol glanced there as well and said, "Oh wow, you're right. Oh wait . . . Ow! It looks too tight, wouldn't it hurt if you got—" Baekhyun cut him off and simply said, "It does." Chanyeol grimaced and covered himself, as if having sympathy pains as he murmured, "Then why wear them, especially knowing that is likely to happen?" Baekhyun crossed his arms and said, "Wow. Someone sure is confident." Chanyeol rolled his eyes and said, "Seriously Baekhyun, it's us. It's a given. You know we can't control ourself around each other." Baekhyun sighed and muttered, "You're not wrong, there. And . . . we should probably get back to your family." Chanyeol nodded and said, "Oh yeah, I completely forgot," as they walked out of the room, and as they were going down the stairs, Chanyeol said, "So, you're telling them right?" Baekhyun glared at the back of Chanyeol's head as he replied, "Don't make me shove you down these stairs, giant." Chanyeol just laughed.

When they got back outside to their family, Chanyeol's parents glanced at them as Yoora asked, "So, what where you two just doing . . .? Because you know . . . that thing you told me the other day . . ." Yoora trailed off, carelessly hinting at something her parents nor Junmyeon obviously didn't know. Chanyeol glared at his sisters and causally covered his mouth as he muttered, "You're dead!" Yoora just smiled and said, "Well, are you going to tell us?" Mrs. Park frowned and asked, "Chanyeol? What is Yoora talking about? Have you been hiding something from us? It's not bad is it?" and with each new question she began to sound more and more frantic. Chanyeol shook his head and Baekhyun quickly said, "No, Mrs. Park! It's nothing like that." Baekhyun glanced up at Chanyeol, Chanyeol nodded, and with a smile Baekhyun turned to look at them all again as he said, "We're actually going to be having a baby."

Everyone's jaw dropped except Yoora's, and all at once everyone started to yell, "Oh my God! How did that happen?" and "Congratulations, guys!" After another moment, Chanyeol was finally able to speak, and he said, "Sorry, we didn't say anything sooner. But we've been too busy and didn't want to tell you over the phone — that's too impersonal, and something like this was too big for that." Mrs. Park nodded and stood up as she said, "Oh honey, no, that's fine. I'm just so happy to finally know!" She gently touched Chanyeol's cheek as she softly murmured, "Wow, my son having a baby." She smiled. "So, you're adopting, then?" Mr. Park asked. "You know, that can take awhile...." Chanyeol nodded and said, "Yes, we know, but we're not adopting." Everyone looked at them confusedly, and Baekhyun continued by saying, "We actually have a surrogate who is be carrying our baby for us."

"Oh wow, I actually heard something about that!" Junmyeon said. "I just didn't actually believe it. I also heard the chances for success were so low because it was a new scientific discovery. So double congratulations for beating the odds." Baekhyun smiled and said, "Thank you, Junmyeon." Junmyeon nodded, and then Mrs. Park was standing up to hug both Chanyeol and Baekhyun as she gushed, "This is so amazing!" and Mr. Park smiled and muttered, "Oh wow, I'm going to be a grandpa . . ." Yoora gasped and cried, "Oh my God! That's right! I'm going to be an aunt!"

The rest of the night was full of questions, and by the time Chanyeol and Baekhyun were driving home, they were exhausted. They went to bed without changing out of their clothes — too lazy to bother with them — but later in the night, Baekhyun had managed to wrestle his jeans off.

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