A/N: Hey, lovelies! So I know this is unexpected and today wasn't an update day, but . . . Screw it! I feel the only way I won't suddenly lose interest in this story, is if we're experiencing the same emotions. Sooo, with that said the updates will now become random (and possibly more frequent). I'm sure no one's complaining. 😄 Anyway, enjoy the chapter and please, don't forget to vote and comment. Thank you!

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Two hours later after the movie had ended, Baekhyun and Chanyeol left the movie theater. They had both loved the movie, even if they did have to read subtitles, and by the end of it they were both tired yet wide awake. It had started to snow again when they had been in the theater, and they dashed across the street to get to the car, although it didn't provide them with anymore warmth than standing outside.

As the car gradually heated up to optimal toastie-ness, Baekhyun and Chanyeol talked about where to go next.

"Do you think any businesses would be open, it's kinda late now," Baekhyun said.

Chanyeol pursed his lips. "True, and not to sound too needy or anything, but I'm not ready for this night to end."

Baekhyun sighed and felt his cheeks heat up as he quietly muttered, "Neither am I, what should we do then?"

Chanyeol pursed his lips before muttering, "Would you like to come to my apartment, we can hang out and talk like last time?"

Baekhyun could feel his cheeks burning, and he nervously laughed before saying, "But it can't be exactly like last time." His blush deepened and he stammered, "Uhh, never–nevermind, but if anything we should probably go to my place so we don't ran into Sehun. I don't want to fight with him while on our date . . ."

Chanyeol's cheeks were a pale pink too and he nodded and replied, "Yeah, let's do that, I'd love to see where you live."

Baekhyun smiled with a soft blush. "My place, it is then."

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Baekhyun pulled into his driveway twenty minutes later, and cut the ignition before climbing out. He waited for Chanyeol before walking to the front door and unlocking it, he flipped the living room light on as he stepped inside. His place was small but cozy, and he took his coat off and hung it up. He toed off his shoes before asking, "Would you like some tea?"

Chanyeol nodded and replied, "Yes, thank you."

Baekhyun nodded as he walked toward the kitchen, while Chanyeol took his coat and shoes off before stepping further into the room. He softly smiled as he looked around, his eyes and feet immediately leading him to the bookcase full of pictures and different novels; much like his own set up in his room. He picked up a few pictures to get closer looks, recognizing Baekhyun in different stages of his youth with people from his life.

He was looking at cute pictures from Baekhyun's childhood when he walked into the room, and cried, "Oh no, Chanyeol, don't look at those they're embarrassing!"

Chanyeol chuckled and grinned as he retorted, "If they're so embarrassing, then why do you have them on display?"

Baekhyun huffed and set the tea down before snatching away the photo as he said, "Because they make me laugh, and they better my self-esteem."

Chanyeol rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, Baek, you're beautiful so you don't have to think about your self-esteem."

Baekhyun blushed as he put the photo back into place, and then he shuffled over to the couch and sat down as he mumbled, "Thanks."

Chanyeol smiled and followed Baekhyun to the couch, and sat down as he replied, "You're welcome."

Baekhyun picked up his tea and blew on it before taking a small sip, and placed it back down onto the coffee table as he asked, "So how was your Christmas holiday?"

"Ahh, it was . . ." Chanyeol trailed off as he rubbed the back of his neck; he sighed, and then said, "Honestly, it was awful. I couldn't stop worrying about you, and wondering what the pregnancy test I found meant."

Baekhyun sighed guilty and muttered, "I'm sorry, I never meant to worry you."

Chanyeol waved him off with a small smile as he replied, "It's okay, I'm just happy I finally know."

Baekhyun smiled. "And I'm happy I didn't send you running for the hills."

Chanyeol chuckled and gently pecked Baekhyun's cheek before softly replying, "Not possible." Then he smiled as he asked, "So how was your Christmas, better than mine I hope."

Baekhyun's smile slipped away as he replied, "Not even close, my parents . . ." Baekhyun trailed off, and then he took a deep breath before saying, "My parents are homophobic, and ever since I came out to them eight years ago, they've treated me like....like I betrayed them or something. I don't know, it's complicated, I just know I hate going for family visits which is why I put off seeing them for months at a time. But it also sucks since I don't get to see my brother, who all these years has been my biggest support system. He wants to come for a visit actually and meet my . . ." Baekhyun trailed off.

"Meet your what?" Chanyeol asked.

"He wants to meet my boyfriend," Baekhyun whispered.

"Ooh, um . . ." Chanyeol trailed off, and then he began to mutter, "Are we—- I mean . . ." He shook his head. "Nevermind."

Baekhyun studied his face intently for a moment before softly asking, "Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

Chanyeol blushed before mumbling, "It would be nice."

Baekhyun giggled and smiled before asking, "Park Chanyeol, will you be my boyfriend?"

Chanyeol's blush deepened and he slowly nodded as he mumbled, "Yes," and Baekhyun softly squealed before snuggling close to Chanyeol's side. Chanyeol was at a loss for words, as he hesitately reached out and wound his arm around Baekhyun's shoulders. He held him close and kissed his forehead before whispering, "I really like you, Baek."

Baekhyun smiled as he sunk deeper into Chanyeol's arms and whispered, "I really like you too, Chanyeol."

Chanyeol's face grew softer as he gently ran his hand through Baekhyun's hair and brushed his hair back from his forehead. Baekhyun sighed at the gentle touch and turned his face into Chanyeol's hand until he was cupping his cheek, and then Baekhyun stretched his neck out to lightly peck the corner of Chanyeol's mouth. Chanyeol let him, and slowly he turned his head and leaned closer until their lips meet in a proper kiss. Baekhyun hummed as he slipped his arm around to the back of Chanyeol's neck, holding him closer.

Chanyeol's hand slide from Baekhyun's cheek into his hair as he deepened the kiss, and acting more with his dick than his brain, Baekhyun turned and lifted his leg over Chanyeol until he was straddling his lap. Baekhyun's fingers sunk into the soft curly strands of Chanyeol's hair as he kissed him just as deeply. Their breathing had grown heavy, and Chanyeol's hands moved to tightly grip Baekhyun's waist as he breathed against his lips, "Would it be wrong to say I don't want to stop kissing you?"

Baekhyun breathlessly laughed and grinned against Chanyeol's mouth as he whispered, "Is it wrong that all I can think about is ripping off your clothes?"

Chanyeol chuckled. "I guess it wouldn't be that wrong."

Baekhyun giggled as his fingers slowly trailed down Chanyeol's left cheek and throat, leaving a trail of heat beneath his touch before his fingers came to rest on the top button of his shirt. Baekhyun popped it open and slide his hand across Chanyeol's warm skin with a hum of hunger, and then his eyes flickered up to meet Chanyeol's as he slowly leaned in and pressed his plump lips to the hollow of his throat. He kissed him gently, and inhaled deeply as his nose skimmed upwards along the side of Chanyeol's neck.

Chanyeol squeezed his eyes closed and slowly opened them, his gaze hot as he captured Baekhyun in his sight before whispering, "Would you say no if I asked to take you to your bedroom?"

Baekhyun shook his head and leaned in as he whispered, "I don't think I can resist you . . ."

"Then don't . . ." Chanyeol breathed.

Baekhyun grinned as he wound his arms around Chanyeol's neck, before laughing, he jumped to his feet and tugging Chanyeol with him as he ran off to his bedroom.

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