Baekhyun inhaled deeply before saying, "Kyungsoo, I want to have a baby."

Kyungsoo didn't speak for a good few minutes, as his face shifted between multiple different expressions before finally landing on one. He shook his head before saying, "I'm sorry, but did you just tell you want to have a baby?"

Baekhyun nodded. "Yes."

Kyungsoo expression shifted from the confusion of believing he heard wrong, to a shocked, jaw-dropping look of disbelief.

"Why in the hell do you want a baby!?" he cried.

Baekhyun rolled his eyes before saying, "I don't know, why do you crave chocolate at midnight!"

Kyungsoo scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Oh, that is completely different! We're talking about a tiny human being that cries and poops and eats twenty-four seven! Not my addiction to a late night chocolate binge!"

Baekhyun pursed his lips and crossed his arms before saying, "Kyungsoo, I've thought about this for a while now. I've researched and planned and I want this. Having a baby would be—-"

"Having a baby would be a pain in the ass!" Kyungsoo softly hissed. "You'd be throwing your life away to change poopy diapers! Oh, and say goodbye to romance and hello to stretch marks!"

Baekhyun pursed his lips and glared at Kyungsoo before hissing, "I don't have any romance, so thank you for pointing that out, and I don't care what you say! I've made up my mind, and as my friend I thought I'd be nice of me to tell you that I've decided to become huge and happy and pregnant. I already made an appointment with a fertility clinic this Tuesday to find a sperm donor, and I was hoping for your support."

Kyungsoo sighed and rubbed his face before muttering, "Gosh, Baek, I think you're insane but I'll support you. Whatever you need, okay?"

Baekhyun smiled. "Thank you, Kyungsoo."

"You're welcome."

❄️  ❄️  ❄️

Tuesday arrived faster than Baekhyun expected, and as soon as the clock struck three he was headed to the elevator. He was putting his scarf and gloves on when one of the new office workers, a tall man with elf-like ears yelled, "Hold the elevator, please!"

Baekhyun instinctively threw his arm out, narrowly avoiding the excruciating pain of getting his fingers slicied off by the closing door as it slide back open. The man fell inside with a gasp as he breathed, "Thanks."

Baekhyun smiled in acknowledgement before settling against the wall, waiting as the numbers gradually crept closer to the lobby. There were two floors left when his elevator bubby asked, "Your Baekhyun, right?"

Baekhyun glanced up at him with a faint smile as he nodded and muttered, "Yeah, and your new."

Tall and elf-like ears chuckled and rubbed the nape of his neck before replying, "Ah, yeah, I am. My name's Park Chanyeol, by the way."

Baekhyun nodded in reply and held out his gloved hand as he said, "Byun Baekhyun, nice to officially meet you Chanyeol."

Chanyeol smiled, and Baekhyun thought he had a nice smile as he replied, "Likewise. So, um, how long have you worked here?"

"Nearly two years . . ." Baekhyun muttered.

"Do you like it?" Chanyeol asked.

Baekhyun shrugged. "It pays the bills."

Chanyeol nodded and he bit his bottom lip as he thought of something else to say, but he came up empty and frankly, he was intimidated. This shortish man with brunette hair and almond shaped eyes was hard to talk too.

"Do you have any interesting plans today?" Chanyeol asked.

Baekhyun frowned and glanced up at Chanyeol as he said, "Why do want to know?"

Chanyeol nervously chuckled and rubbed his neck again as he said, "Ahh, no reason, I'm just trying to make small talk is all . . ."

Baekhyun pursed his lips and mumbled, "Oh, maybe you shouldn't."

Chanyeol pursed his lips and awkwardly cleared his throat before mumbling, "Sorry, I just don't really know anyone and I just—-"

Ding!

The elevator door slide open with a mechanical hum as Baekhyun smiled and stepped out as he hurriedly said, "Goodbye, Chenyeol!"

"Ah, it's actually Chanyeol!" he shouted as Baekhyun disappeared into the busy lobby. Chanyeol hummed and rubbed his neck again as he mumbled, "That went well . . ." He rolled his eyes before stepping into the lobby before walking out into the crisp December weather to his car.

Word count: 720