There was a knock at the door, and Chanyeol stood up to answer it. As each step brought him closer to the door, a feeling began to settle over him, and even before he opened the door he already knew who would be standing on the other side.

He opened the door slowly, and his eyes flickered up to meet Baekhyun's worn and tired face. Chanyeol felt his heart crack as he whispered, "Baekhyun . . ."

Baekhyun's bottom lip began to tremble as he whispered, "You deserve to know the history between Daehyun and I, because I can't hide it anymore . . . Please, can I come in?"

Chanyeol nodded and hoarsely croaked, "Yes...." He trailed off, and then he began to open his mouth to speak. "Baekhyun, I'm—-"

"No, Chanyeol, please. We have to talk, you have to understand. I love you, and I . . . I can't hide anymore . . ."

"What are you hiding?"

A tear fell down Baekhyun's cheek as he shakily whispered, "My biggest secret."

* * *

Baekhyun and Chanyeol sat in their bedroom together, their legs crossed beneath them. Chanyeol held Baekhyun's hand in his, and he gently caressed it as he softly reassured, "Don't be afraid. Whatever you have to say, I'll listen to you and I promise not to overreact."

Baekhyun forced a weak smile and whispered, "That's easy to say, when you don't know what I have to tell you . . ."

"Then tell me."

Baekhyun inhaled shakily and whispered, "Okay,
I–I'll tell you . . ." He inhaled once more before muttering, "Daehyun and I didn't get along at first, frankly, I think he hated me. Daehyun had a girlfriend when we met, and I liked him, and Daehyun knew and despised me for it. We had classes together and were paired on assignments. He never liked it, and would always remind me, but as time passed his feelings began to change. It was hard for him at first to accept the idea of liking me —- a guy —- so naturally he fought against it." Baekhyun sighed.

"I was a freshman and Daehyun was a sophomore, and there was this party. He invited me as a friend, and we had our first kiss at that party...." Baekhyun trailed off as he drifted into his memories, and he had to shake his head to bring himself back into the present. "There was a lot of confusion and denial, but in the end he chose me. He allowed himself to love me, and I allowed myself to love him. We were terrified, and we kept it hidden for a long time, but it got out . . . It got out and . . . some people were so mean; so harsh."

"We didn't let it break us down through because we were in love, and then —- and then . . ." Baekhyun trailed off as his bottom lip began to wobble and tears glided down his cheeks; he hiccuped and gasped as he struggled to continue. "And then something happened and it tore a rift between us; it happened a year before you came back. I still loved Daehyun, but it changed me and my love grew weaker and vulnerable, and you . . . You came into the picture and changed everything; you made me feel . . ." Baekhyun whispered. "But then I learned that you were dying and it ripped me apart all over again, and I lost you . . . Daehyun was there after you were gone, and he asked me to marry him, and it had felt right at the time. I love him; I've loved him, but not the way I love you. I love you, Chanyeol, with all my heart and soul. I love you, and Daehyun knows and accepts that I can't be with him. He deserves better than what I put him through . . ."

Baekhyun trailed off as the room slowly sunk into silence, and Chanyeol's hand tightened around Baekhyun's as he roughly swallowed. He had so many questions, but the most pressing one was....

"What made your love so vulnerable . . .?"

Baekhyun sniffled and wiped his eyes before whispering, "You have to promise not to leave me."

"I could never leave you, even if I wanted too.... I can't," Chanyeol whispered. "So please?"

"I never told anyone but Daehyun because I....I didn't want people to look at me differently," Baekhyun whispered.

"Please, tell me?" Chanyeol softly murmured.

Baekhyun shakily inhaled before whispering, "I got an abortion . . ."

Chanyeol's hand slipped out of Baekhyun's as his eyes began to widen and he gasped, "You —- you had an —- you had an . . ." Chanyeol trailed off as he jumped off the bed, his head spinning a hundred miles an hour. He gasped and clutched at his hair before spinning back around to face Baekhyun as he hushedly cried, "You were pregnant? You can get pregnant!?"

Baekhyun quickly wiped his cheeks before hopping off the bed as he rushed to Chanyeol, who tried pulling away when he reached for him, but the hurt look that flashed across Baekhyun's face made him sigh in surrender. He held his hands out and Baekhyun immediately latched onto them as he quietly cried, "Please, Chanyeol! Please, please, please! I won't get pregnant, so you don't have to worry. I–I take something for it . . ."

Chanyeol inhaled slowly before on his next exhale he whispered, "How is it possible?"

Baekhyun shrugged. "I have no idea, but I have it under control so you don't have to worry
about—-"

"What if I did want it?"

Baekhyun's eyes widened and he stuttered, "You....you want it?"

"Would it be so bad to have my baby?"

Baekhyun's eyes grew even wider, and he mumbled, "Chanyeol, I . . ."

"Marry me, Baekhyun. Please? I don't care about what happened with Daehyun; I don't care about any of the problems. I just want you, and you already asked me to marry you . . . So I just —- I just know I hate being apart from you. Those four days were excruciatingly painful and I read your note everyday; my mind was constantly filled with thoughts of you. My body sings for your touch; and my blood ignites when you're near."

"You are my everything, Baekhyun, and if you come with the extraordinary gift of creating life.... I'd be an idiot to ever let such a perfect man slip through my fingers. So, Byun Baekhyun," Chanyeol softly said as he sunk down onto one knee, before producing a beautifully polished box from his pocket to ask, "Will you marry me?"

Baekhyun's bottom lip began to wobble, and he furiously nodded his head before throwing his arms around Chanyeol's neck, as he gasped, "Yes, of course, I'll marry you! Thank you, Chanyeol. Thank you so much . . ."

Chanyeol hugged Baekhyun back and kissed his temple, and whispered near his ear, "If you would have never slept with Daehyun and our fight never happened, would you have told me...?"

"I don't know . . ." Baekhyun whispered. "It's not the easiest thing to talk about."

Chanyeol nodded and gently stroked Baekhyun's back as he softly asked, "Would you want to?"

"I don't know, when it happened before I was seventeen. I'm twenty now, and it still feels too young...."

"Don't worry, I won't pressure you, I'm just curious is all," Chanyeol murmured.

Baekhyun softly smiled and whispered, "Well, before your curiosity can take off, we have to tell our friends about you and we have to get married. Then maybe . . . maybe I'll consider it."

"It's insane," Chanyeol whispered. "The thought of you pregnant with my baby . . . But it's also....nice. A baby with you would be nice," Chanyeol sighed.

Baekhyun smiled. "I'm glad I didn't scare you away."

"That's impossible."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

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A/N: So, who was expecting that, and do any of you think Chanyeol was lenient? 🤔🤔

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