Baekhyun's POV.
He can't believe it's Monday already, even as shrill sound of his old fashioned stove top kettle blasts through his dingy shoebox of an apartment . Normally he has no problem with it being 5am most Monday mornings, today though he can't help but think the world is against him. Baekhyun shudders as he hears the rain pelt against the window, he really isn't looking forward to the hour and half walk to his lecture in this weather. He does have a full set of waterproofs for this very reason, but it's days like this where it's still dark and probably freezing that he wishes he could splurge on public transport. Catching the bus would also mean his hour and half walk would be whittled down to a mere half hour. Taking a sip of the cheapest instant coffee he could find, he knows it's not possible, not only has the last of savings going on a text book, he has a gas bill to pay and his first full pay check is not for another three days. He feels a little bit of excitement if he has done his sums right, this month he will have some money left after his bills and rent. He could buy a whole months bus pass, but for him the luxury item he will splurge on will be a fresh brewed coffee. Buying a fancy cup of liquid gold won't get him to college or the club any faster but it will provide him with a bit of cheeky free electric. One to charge his laptop, the second benefit somewhere warm to finish his monster of an essay in peace.

That's the other reason he thinks the world is against him, this essay will be responsible for 33% of his overall grade this year. One he hasn't been able to concentrate on all weekend, flashbacks of Friday night once again invade his senses. Flashbacks that consist of a earthy musky scent, a deep low timbered voice, and the feel of hot large hands on his body! He remembers the sultry atmosphere in the room the arousal firing between them, the pleasure and pain of Park Chanyeol biting down on his ear often left him a whimpering hot hard mess. The way his body thrummed with the need to submit to that raw masculinity.

Even now those flashbacks cause him to sniffle into his coffee cup, he feels nothing but shame for how he reacted back in the club. That's not all Beakhyun is acutely aware of each of the five times he had to resort to self pleasure to relieve the strain against his pants. One time he remembers how he all but humped his mattress to chase the much needed relief, only an orgasm would bring him. Each and every time he came it was to the sound of that seductive voice in his ear, how he would imagine those incredible hands were stroking his dick. Baekhyun shakes his head as he feels that familiar tingling deep inside start again, no he won't think of that man not now. He can't bare to sink to the floor under another cold shower today. Noticing the time is getting ever closer to when he needs to leave he swallows down his coffee, and to dispel what he know will soon be a raging hard on he concentrates on how to start his essay.

Thirty minutes later Baekhyun armed with a spare set of trousers, his laptop and note book locks the door to his apartment. He gently shakes the wooden door to confirm it's locked and is relieved to know it's successfully locked this time. He truly missed  his automatic key pad entry dorm and the safety of having a security guard at night, it highlights how it would only take a small shove to the rotten wood on his door to give way. The small hope of a luxury coffee in the coming days getting further away, when he realises he may have to buy a chain lock for his door. Finally reaching the ground floor his sour moods lifts a little bit to see the rain isn't falling so hard. Not wanting to linger and attract unwanted attention he puts his hood up and hurries down the street, completely missing the totally out of place Maserati parked across the road.

Two Days Later
Baekhyun hurries from the building where is class on Greek mythology is, in a hurry to get to the library he almost misses the obvious giggles of his classmates. Rolling his eyes as he watches all the girls and some boys touching up their make up and hair. He doesn't have time to wonder what on earth is going on as he must hurry to get to the library on time, that all goes out the window when he rounds the corner. Now that he is out of the safety of the building, Baekhyun feels the hair on the back his neck rises as he once again spots a rather out of place car. Said car being an imported Rolls Royce phantom completed with tinted windows!

Baekhyun feels the begging of panic set in, the last two days wherever he has been an expensive luxury car has been parked out the front. Monday on his return to his apartment there was an incident with a rather out of place Maserati and one of the resident prostitutes. Baekhyun is pretty sure from the way she was screaming profanities; she was trying to sit on the car before it moved. Yesterday it was a red Porsche outside the library, today its an expensive chauffeur driven champagne coloured beast, he can't even see the driver! Shaking his head as a lightbulb goes off in his brain, the most likely reason the expensive car is at SNU, the rich kid crowd! Not to mention what he saw on Monday now that he thinks about it speaks for itself. He can't believe he didn't t think of it, the most obvious reason for that car and the screaming woman beside it Monday is most likely a unhappy patron of said prostitute! Baekhyun realises perhaps he should have got a flat share somewhere rather than stubbornly rent a seedy tiny studio in the roughest part of the city. Turning away from the impressive car, he misses the blacked-out window lowering and Park Chanyeol watching his every move.

Chanyeol's POV.
Chanyeol feasts on the delectable sight that is Byun Baekhyun! He knows hidden under that oversize jumper will be glowing blemish free skin, soft thighs and those high globes. All he can do is watch as his Latest obsession scampers down the street. He falls back on the expensive Italian leather seat, as he feels the tightening of his pants against the rapidly hardening of his cock! No one will be able to replace the image of that soft skin; those quiet desperate whispers and full body convulses quite like the grey-haired man getting further away. A couple of brave people have tried to make a move on him in the last couple of days, they soon got the message he wasn't interested when he gifted them his famous glare. Chanyeol remembers even when he had his agreement with Sehun he would still indulge in carnal pleasures with others, yet the last five days those advances have repulsed him. He much preferred the pleasure of his own hand, even now he knows all he would need to do to relieve the tension is to imagine those plump rosebud lips around the tip of his cock.

The only thing that can kill the strength of his rapidly rising erection is to think about what he has witnesses the last couple of days he's been stationed outside the Minjae building Baekhyun lives in! Chanyeol just can't understand why the college stopped his funding, especially after he read some of Baekhyun's essay's, he can tell but the words used that Baekhyun is beyond smart.! Chanyeol knows he will take great pleasure in telling the university just what the withdrawal of funds has done, as this pure this young man should be living in a dorm or a flat share not the hell hole he lives in. "Boss, the Gucci shipment has arrived into the warehouse, do you want to head there?" "No Suho will you take me to the Minjae building? I know that look Suho spit it out" "I did some digging Wonggu has the highest break in rates in all of Seoul." "What are you getting at?" "I heard what Sehun said that night in the club, loving someone doesn't have to be a weakness!" Suho says nothing further just turns and starts the car.

Half an hour later Chanyeol finds himself in front of Officetel 12, for the first time in forever he is truly is shocked at the state in front of him! It would only take a slight gust of wind to bring door the rotten wood that's supposed to be a door. He doesn't want to break the door and realises he won't even need the lock picking kit he has, all he needs to do is apply pressure bingo! Working out as hard as he does has paid off as he enters the tiny studio, he reckons he could fit in inside his home office at least three times. Chanyeol surveys the cramped space, it certainly a sight for sore eyes, with its distinct mouldy smell and peeling wallpaper. His eyes instantly hone in on the dodgy tape hap hazardously stuck across the window, before he notices just how sparsely decorated this space is. Baekhyun possessions are meagre too, as he notices the lack of an entertainment device not even a radio!  The  tatty futon that Baekhyun must use as both a bed and seat for homework as seen better days. Chanyeol can see the a coffee table covered with textbooks, the top one open with sections highlighted. In the corner of the room is

Chanyeol looks around the dismal room once more, he can see the kitchenette isn't much better and there isn't even a door on one the cupboards. A bookcase in the other corner of the room where he spot a tattered children's book and equally tatty stuffed corgi puppy. The lack of creature comfort does something funny to him. He may not be the most  sympathetic man on the planet, well the years of needing to be tough has been drilled into him even before he lost his mother. This lack of even the barest comfort humbles him, he knows he shouldn't get involved as he's pretty sure all he will bring this bright beautiful man is trouble. A spark ignited somewhere within him, for 45 years he's taken nothing for himself, getting his phone out he fires off a message to Suho to go back to the manor and bring the Range Rover and some boxes. Suho sends a response back instantly saying he is on it, Chanyeol knows he making a decision that may not go down well with the occupant of this hovel but it needs to be done. Checking his Rolex he sees he still has a couple hours before Baekhyun returns. Taking a seat on the sofa he fires off a second text to Yixing asking him to have a certain suite of rooms cleaned at the manor, as tonight will be Baekhyun's last night in this hell hole.

Hello my lovelies, just in time for Christmas
I'm so sorry this has been a little longer being posted then I anticipated I got a bit of writes block and ended up re writing this entire chapter.

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