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Baekhyun held tightly to Chanyeol's hands as they stood before a priest, a witness to their court house wedding sat in the corner, and neither one of them could be any happier than if they had spent the time and money to plan the perfect wedding. They didn't care about the flowers and the satin tuxedos, or the expenses table ware and fancy finger foods, all they cared about was the simple fact that they loved each other; everything else was merely a pointless detail.

They wanted to be able to legally call the other theirs, so they didn't see the point in waiting. They had the rings, and they had their love, so what else could they ever need?

"Do you, Park Chanyeol, take Byun Baekhyun to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asked in an almost bored tone; as if he did this every day with couples he never thought would last after having shotgun weddings.

"I do," Chanyeol softly replied, his eyes not once leaving Baekhyun's love-filled gaze.

The priest nodded lazily before turning to Baekhyun as he said, "And do you, Byun Baekhyun, take Park Chanyeol to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Baekhyun bit his bottom lip to subdue a hiccuped cry as he whispered, "I do."

The priest sighed and muttered, "Through the power of God and the legal marriage documents, I now pronounce you husband and husband, you may kiss."

Baekhyun was beaming as he released Chanyeol's hands and threw his arms around his neck, throwing his body into the kiss as he threaded his fingers through Chanyeol's hair and deeply kissed him. Chanyeol firmly grasped Baekhyun's waist and tugged him close as he matched his passion with the furiously burning fire of his own. Their kiss lasted moments longer, and then after every necessary paper pronouncing them husband's had been signed and filed away, they ran hand and hand from the court house, finally able to start their lives together.

Baekhyun watched as the sun set outside the window casted it's beautiful orange glow across the foot of the bed, and submerged Chanyeol's body into a halo of soft light. He looked beautiful and eternal; and Baekhyun's skin burned from arousal wherever Chanyeol touched him.

Baekhyun's upper body was tangled among the sheets and his fists held tightly to soft handfuls of Chanyeol's curly hair. His head rested back against the pillow and his back arched from every flick of Chanyeol's tongue. He felt his body seize up before unloading across the sheets and his abdomen, and the sensation of floating slowly faded as he shakily inhaled.

Baekhyun felt Chanyeol's strong grip clasp around the back of his thighs, as he pulled his legs further apart, causing his breathing to hitch higher and his gut to clench tighter. Baekhyun's body clenched against the intrusion of Chanyeol teasingly swirling a finger around his puckered asshole, and his breathing hitched higher as Chanyeol pushed inside him, stretching and pushing the muscles apart as Chanyeol added two more fingers before replacing them with his hard cock.

Baekhyun's body arched and he moaned at the absolute pleasure he felt, intoxicated at the sense of fullness, as Chanyeol stretched and filled his body to it's limit with his long and pulsing appendage. Baekhyun loved the warmth and thickness as he  was pushed to his limit; he loved the roughness, and how deeply Chanyeol was able to push inside him. He loved their perfectly synchronized movements as Chanyeol matched Baekhyun's every upward thrust for his downward thrust. He loved the feeling of being one with the man he loved; he reveled in the perfect bliss of Park Chanyeol pumping his body full of his warmth and love, his seed seeping into him with the possiblity of creating life.

He wasn't afraid like he had been six years ago, he wanted his life to be complete, and being married to the man he loved and having his baby would be the perfect ending.

Baekhyun's eyes closed contentedly as he felt the welcoming pressure of Chanyeol's body folding around his own. Baekhyun sighed and turned into his embrace, his lips delicately kissing his throat before he whispered, "Thank you, Chanyeol, I'm so happy."

Chanyeol smiled and kissed the crown of Baekhyun's head before he softly replied, "Me too," he whispered as he tugged the blanket higher around their bodies. He pulled Baekhyun closer and sighed as he inhaled his comforting scent. "I love you so much, my beautiful dream boy. The one who gave me life again . . ."

Baekhyun smiled. "I can't breathe without you. You're my life now, Chanyeol. I love you more than you can fathom."

Chanyeol softly smiled and pulled Baekhyun closer into his side, and the hand Baekhyun had resting over Chanyeol's heart holding his ring caught the light. Chanyeol admired the beautiful golden band with a small and delicate diamond placed perfectly in the mild of intricately woven gold strands. He smiled and sighed contentedly as he murmured, "I'm so happy I can finally call you mine . . ."

Baekhyun smiled and softly muttered, "I was always yours, we just had to find each other again."

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When Chanyeol woke up the next morning, Baekhyun's side of the bed was empty and slowly growing cold. Chanyeol yawned as he sat up rubbing his eyes, peeling himself from the warm blankets to put on sweatpants before going into the hallway. He closed the door and smelled the acrid stink of burnt food, and scrunched his nose as he made his way into the kitchen; the smell growing worse the closer he got.

The kitchen looked like a war zone. There was flour on the counter top and a small pile on the floor, as if the bag had been dropped and messily cleaned up. Broken egg shells sat in a bowl, and blackened pans occupied the stove top. Chanyeol had never seen it look so bad, and glancing around the small kitchen he found the culprit sitting at the table with their head buried in their arms, a plate of runny eggs and burnt sausage on the table beside him with a glass of orange juice —- the only thing that looked appetizing and safe to consume.

Chanyeol sighed as he stepped into the kitchen and picked up Baekhyun, placing him on his lap as Baekhyun immediately buried his face into Chanyeol's neck. Chanyeol sighed again and soothingly rubbed his back as he muttered, "Thank you for breakfast."

"Don't eat it, please," Baekhyun mumbled. "I don't want you getting sick . . ."

"Baekkie . . ." Chanyeol sighed and kissed his temple.

"I can't cook," Baekhyun mumbled. "I've tried but I just can't. I almost burning my apartment with Daehyun down once . . ."

Chanyeol couldn't help but chuckle, and he stroked Baekhyun's hair as he softly said, "It's okay, I don't expect breakfast in bed."

Baekhyun peeked up at Chanyeol as he mumbled, "But we're married now, I have to be able to cook for you too . . ."

Chanyeol smiled thinly and muttered, "I didn't marry you for your cooking, love. I'll cook, and you can wash dishes; that can be our system."

Baekhyun pouted. "Fine . . ." he mumbled before burying his face again.

Chanyeol sighed and kissed the crown of his head. He rubbed his back for another moment before softly asking, "Are you hungry?"

Baekhyun nodded. "Yes."

"Would you like to go out?"

"Yes."

Chanyeol smiled. "Let's get dressed, then."

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