And I lost my Job as the Reaper since I was a Chanbaek shipper............

Baekhyun's Pov....

"CHANYEOL!!!" I screamed jolting up from bed, a weird dream of some man in a black cloak or something. I was sweating, as my eyes searched for my husband and daughter. There he was hugging our daughter and patting her to sleep. His hands were working, I smiled at Chanyeol as he wheel his chair closer to me.

"I-I thought I-I lost you again." The deep voice cracked, reaching out a hand to me, But burst out crying and threw my myself at him, hugging the life out of him. I didn't know why I had fainted, and was here, Yet I was glad that those big safe warm arms snaked around my waist tightly.

"I love you!!! I love you so much." I screamed into his neck not knowing what to do or say. I was a mess. I couldnt think straight any longer.

"I love you too babe." Chanyeol sniffled kissing my hair.

"Omg. I'm glad you are a awake." Kai chuckled at me, pulling me away from Chanyeol.

"Cockblocker!!!" I punched his stomach weakly.

"Shut up. As if you guys were having sex." He chuckled sitting down with the results. "Well Baekhyun, You have been thinking alot lately which is why you spit blood out. If you kept thinking over your limits of the brain. You'll end up bursting one of your nerves and dying Baekhyun. So please stop thinking. Sehun and I will handle everything. And, Chanyeol is recovering very fast. But I saw your mother in the hospital yesterday so I want all of you to be safe." My best friend squeezed my hand.

"Thank You Kai." Chanyeol smiled at him assuringly.

"Anytime Pal." He said as he took some blood tests and bid us a goodnight.

"I hate that woman. Why cant she let me live in peace. I know you forced me into this. But you made love to be. Watched me bare your child. Loved me. I fell for you. I lost you. Got you back. And I'm happy. But the witch wouldnt just let me live." I cried harder and harder.

"Baby, I-It's all my fault. You s-should just go bac....." I slapped him on the face.

"How could you?, after all these years. I'd go crazy without you, Chanyeol. And our daughter is my everything. I swear if you left me I'll kill myself."  I slapped him again and again. "Stupid. I love you. With all my heart and soul baby." I whispered latching our lips together.

"No mom!!! Let me go!! Let me live in peace." I yelled into the phone and threw it on Chanyeols lap as I drove home from the hospital. Chanyeol was still limp but our daughter made him feel alive again.

"She keeps telling me to leave you and Chaelah. That witch." I groaned.

"Please Mommy. Don't leave me. I love you vely much." My seven year old girl pouted at angry me.

"Lets fight this together." Chanyeol squished my hand. The feeling of being secure filled in me. He seemed more sane now after the accident.

"Thank You honey." I drove home thinking I was fine. But I wasn't. I felt terrible, like beeing stabbed by a thousand knifes. Kai sent me home saying I was fine but both of us knew I wasnt. I helped my husband out and onto his wheelchair.

"Chaelah get down baby. You're hurting Daddy."  I said but Chanyeol chuckled and hugged his daughter.

"I dont feel a thing anyways. So its okay baby." His smile made those dead butterflies in my stomach reawaken.

"Mommy. Chaelah sleepy." My daughter yawned rubbing her eyes as she snuggled into Chanyeols chest.

We went inside, and I locked our door. I didnt want my parents barging in. I lifted Chaelah, putting her to sleep on her cozy bed filled with Plushies of her little world.

"Baek. It's only nine. I dont have to sleep." My husband protested but I giggled and pulled him onto bed. I popped off his buttons on his shirt and pulled it off.

"Baekkie. Are you okay baby?" Chanyeol cupped my cheeks examining me.

"Y-Yes. I'm trying." I fought back my tears and pulled off his tights and boxers as I need to clean him. He couldnt do it himself.
"Yeol, C-Can you feel me touching you?" My lips trembled as I watched him shake his head with sad eyes. My fingers brushed against a numb dick, thighs and legs. How can I not be depressed anymore. My head began to slowly throb. I cleaned him up and helped him dress.

"Can I sleep with my boxers only. Its so hot to be clothed on a hot whether like this." Chanyeol stopped me from putting on his pyjamas. I nodded and lifted his legs in sync for the exersises.

My mind was becoming foggy. I was tearing up, my spit tasted blood. There I go overthinking again. I wriggled out of my shirt and tights crawling on top of Chanyeols body, I plopped on his bare chest squeezing my eyes shut. Please I need a break.

"Baekhyun. Im sorry I didnt listen to you on that day. If I had you wouldnt had to go through so much of mental torture." Chanyeol caressed my back body.
"Its okay as long as you are back. With me and our daughter." I leaned up and he kissed me this time. The kiss gave so much, regret, guilt, burning sensation of love, yearning everything that made me fall for him more and cry like a baby. "Lets go stay with your parents for sometime." I whispered and his face lit up like a light bulb.

"R-Really. T-Thank you. T-Toben?" He asked but I shook my head sadly and he nodded. I  cuddled on him as I closed my eyes. Tired and exhausted.

Please God. Bring my husband back. I want him walking on my heart and life again. With the dominant aura of his silent message that I am his and others should prepare for death if they dared to touched me.