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Baekhyun had prepared everything thoroughly, needing deep inside to give Chanyeol the best birthday he could. After all, it would be the last they would spend together… Not that Chanyeol knew that.
As such, the smaller went all out, preparing all of Chanyeol's favorite dishes and baking the cherry pie the giant had come to love so much. He bought the taller's favorite liquor, got pretty birthday decorations and filled the place with apple-scented candles. And for the final touch he baked Chanyeol a chocolate cake with the recipe he loved so much.
He hoped Chanyeol liked everything and he promised himself he would enjoy their time together. He ran around finishing the final touches of the evening before settling down on the couch. He felt jittery with nerves, afraid of what the man's reaction would be.
Unoccupied while waiting, his mind wandered away to what he would have to do two days after. His heart ached at the thought of having to leave the love of his life without a proper goodbye, the only words left to explain what happened on a letter full of lies he didn't even come up with him. He knew Chanyeol would be devastated, he knew he would be incredibly hurt. It killed him to think he would be the cause of that, but it had to be done for the giant's well being.
Chanyeol meant everything to him. He'd reminded him that he could fall in love not only with someone else, but with himself. He pushed him to better himself, to fight for his ideals and dreams, to not give up on himself and to believe that he was capable of anything he set his mind to. The giant was the only family he had, well before Jongin and Luhan became his friends too. Chanyeol was the first one to give him a chance and to show him that, indeed, he could be loved. And now, he would have to give up on him.
He was devastated.
Taking a deep breath, he made himself calm down. It was not the time to dwell on that. He had to focus on his time with Chanyeol, that was all that should matter.
When he heard keys at the front door, he plastered a bright smile on his face and stood up, ready to give Chanyeol all the love he could before it came to an end.
Chanyeol stepped in and the frown on his face immediately smoothed as soon as his eyes fell on Baekhyun. He took the smaller into his arms and leaned down to kiss him. Baekhyun immediately responded, wrapping his arms around his neck and tangling his fingers in his hair.
They stayed in that position for a while, their lips connected in between smiles and words of affection.
"Happy birthday, Chanyeollie," murmured Baekhyun against the taller's lips.
"Thank you, Baekhyunee," replied Chanyeol as he studied Baekhyun's face with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes.
"Come on before the food gets cold," said Baekhyun as he took the giant's hand and took him over to the dining room.
Once the taller was sitting down, Baekhyun got to work, serving the food and the drinks. Chanyeol offered to help, but Baekhyun refused. There was no way he would allow Chanyeol to move a finger during their celebration. The evening went by nicely, the giant seeming to enjoy the food Baekhyun had prepared for him. They spoke about different subjects, Chanyeol telling him all about the last couple of days, since they hadn't had much time to catch up lately.
"Ah Baekhyunee, so many brands want me to endorse them. It's crazy! And my first world tour is on the works too. I can't believe I've managed to pull this off," said Chanyeol, his pretty eyes shining as he spoke about all the goals he'd managed to reach.
Baekhyun smiled back, fond and hurt at the same time. Hearing Chanyeol speak so vividly about everything made Baekhyun's chest ache. Yes, leaving was the best decision he could make if it meant allowing Chanyeol to keep this, to keep the career he worked so hard for.
He didn't allow the turmoil of emotions show and instead forced himself to seem bright and happy. There was no way he would allow Chanyeol to notice what was going on inside his mind. He smiled throughout the dinner, after the food was long gone and all that was left were their laughter and their voices to fill the empty air around them.
"How about the birthday cake, Chanyeollie?" Asked Baekhyun as he stood up and headed to the kitchen.
He grabbed the cake, placed the candles and turned them on. When it was all set, he walked very carefully back to the dining room. After placing the cake on the table, he moved back, or tried, since Chanyeol grabbed his arm and pulled him until he sat on his lap.
"Make a wish," whispered Baekhyun in Chanyeol's ear as he wrapped his arms around his neck.
The giant closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Baekhyun took that moment to study the taller's features closely. Tears filled his eyes, knowing it would be the last night he would get to spend like this with his precious love. He calmed himself as soon as Chanyeol opened his eyes and blew the candles. Baekhyun sang him happy birthday after that and clapped accordingly, feeling butterflies fill his stomach at the look Chanyeol gave him as he did so.
They remained silent after that, their gazes connected, all the feelings they felt for each other evident in their features. Baekhyun hoped that the intensity of what he was feeling could be transmitted through his eyes. The smaller felt that wasn't enough, though. He needed Chanyeol to feel his love one last time before he left.
Baekhyun leaned in to kiss Chanyeol, forgetting about the cake and the dishes and everything. He didn't give Chanyeol time to think about anything else other than him and thankfully, Chanyeol accepted, kissing Baekhyun back with fervor, their tongues meeting in a slow dance that had their insides igniting.
Soon, Chanyeol separated for a moment to study Baekhyun's features, his hands cupping his cheeks. "Thank you for everything, Baekhyunee."
"You're welcome. You know I would do anything for you," he mumbled.
"I know," replied Chanyeol. "I would too."
Baekhyun smiled as he looked Chanyeol in the eyes. He knew he would, yes, and that was why it was his duty to protect him no matter what, even if it meant leaving him without saying goodbye. After all, Baekhyun knew what Chanyeol could do for him and, because of the love and devotion he had for him, Baekhyun simply couldn't allow it.
Without saying a single word, Baekhyun kissed him again, tightening his hold on his hair. Chanyeol answered back immediately. Soon enough, they found themselves making their way to the bedroom, their arms still wrapped around each other. Clothes came off slowly, littering the floor as skin was uncovered. Once naked, they lay down, Chanyeol taking his rightful place between Baekhyun's legs.
They grinded their hardening cocks against the other’s, soft moans and groans escaping their mouths, lips still attached. Hands explored to their heart's content, skin touching skin and fingers exploring curves and dips and crevices.
"You're beautiful," murmured Chanyeol as he detached his lips from Baekhyun's and trailed them down his neck, taking extra time to kiss over the barely visible, circular scars on his shoulders, already faded from the years that had passed. Chanyeol always kissed and caressed them whenever they were intimate. He claimed it was to remind him that, no matter what scars he had, both visible and hidden, he was still precious. It always made tears form in his eyes because, truly, Chanyeol had mended a part of him that had been completely destroyed.
Baekhyun closed his eyes, cherishing the moment, as it would be the very last time. Deciding to focus on Chanyeol, he bit his bottom lip and threaded his fingers through Chanyeol's hair, losing himself in the sensations that Chanyeol was igniting with his mouth and his fingers.
The giant took extra time to taste his nipples, starting by taking the right nub between his lips and sucking. Baekhyun moaned at that while Chanyeol pulled slightly with his teeth before licking over it. He repeated the process over and over, making sure to pull on the free one with his fingers. Baekhyun was a squirming mess at how good it felt, their erections rubbing against the other's, tingles running through his body the more relentless Chanyeol became.
Once satisfied with his work, he moved to the other nipple, taking his time to taste the same way he did with the other.
Soon, Chanyeol continued with his trek down his body, leaving no patch of skin unattended. By the time he reached Baekhyun's cock, the smaller was achingly hard. He didn't touch it, though, more fixated on reaching the smaller's thick thighs and giving them the attention they deserved. Bites, sucks, nips and licks littered the pretty skin as Chanyeol held tightly to the smaller's thighs, making him shake with how good it all felt.
Then, he started to move again, making his way up the smaller’s right thigh before Chanyeol pushing them both back against his chest and covering his entrance with his mouth. The smaller moaned loudly as Chanyeol’s lips sucked the puckered rim with fervor. This was soon followed by his tongue, which ran circles over the surface, tasting to his heart's content before slowly sliding it inside. He took his time to savor, addicted to the taste that was purely… Baekhyun, and the smaller loved it.
Chanyeol was merciless, pushing Baekhyun to the very edge before pulling back, his lips swollen and wet with saliva. At once, he joined his lips with Baekhyun as his hand searched the night stand for the bottle of lube. Without letting go of Baekhyun, he prepped him accordingly, taking his time as he always did.
Baekhyun adored the way Chanyeol always took care of him. No matter what they did, no matter how hard the sex, how animalistic, Chanyeol always made sure to treat him with a gentle touch.
As Chanyeol aligned his erection with Baekhyun's eager entrance, the smaller stopped him, taking him off-guard. With a frown, he watched as Baekhyun pushed him until he back was touching the mattress.
"It's your birthday, baby," said Baekhyun as he straddled his hips. "Allow me."
Chanyeol smiled as he placed his hands on his hips. "Alright, baby. Do as you please. I'm all yours."
Baekhyun returned the smile as he grabbed the giant's cock, pumped it a couple of times and then very slowly sank into it. His mouth hung open as the taller's length slowly entered him, his eyes closing at the intrusion.
"Baby, you feel amazing," groaned Chanyeol once Baekhyun was sat comfortably against his hips, the taller's length fully inside.
Without preamble, Baekhyun started to rock his hips slowly, giving himself time to adjust to the delicious stretch of the thick length inside him. Sounds of pleasure escaped his lips as he moved, Chanyeol's hands roaming his body, leaving soft tingles all over his skin.
"You're so beautiful, baby," murmured Chanyeol, pleasure thick in his voice.
Baekhyun, loving to hear such words, leaned down, placing his arms on either side of Chanyeol's head and joining their lips.
Everything was starting to be too much for him, not only the pleasure, but also the love he felt emanating from Chanyeol with every touch, with every caress, and with every kiss.
"I love you, Chanyeol," moaned Baekhyun as he sped his movements, needing to feel Chanyeol closer, wanting nothing more than to be filled body and soul with all Chanyeol had to give.
Seeming to notice, Chanyeol stopped Baekhyun's movements and flipped their positions, lying atop Baekhyun. He kept the movements slow as they attached their lips again, their tongues touching over and over as Baekhyun wrapped his arms and his legs around Chanyeol, needing to feel him closer.
"My precious sunflower," mumbled Chanyeol as he ran a hand up his torso. "I love you so much."
Baekhyun kissed his lips once again as his eyes filled with tears. "I love you too, Yeollie."
Chanyeol continued to shower him with words of love and devotion, which served to break his heart. Everything Chanyeol was saying, all the warmth, the love, the gentleness, would be gone in two days. To think that he, Byun Baekhyun, would hurt this man in two days by leaving without a word, shattered his soul into pieces.
Eventually, the tears in his eyes created paths down his cheeks. He tried to stop them, but it was impossible with the way Chanyeol was making him feel. It was like all the pain and the sorrow in his heart mixed with the love Chanyeol was making him feel and it was… just too much.
Chanyeol, of course, noticed and stopped his movements. He looked down at him, one of his hands brushing the tears away, his thumb running soothing circle on the skin at the same time. "Why are you crying, love?"
Baekhyun tried his best to smile. "I-Im just… So in love with you. I can't express just how much you mean to me, but I hope you know that you're everything to me."
The giant smiled down at him. "And you're the love of my life, sunflower. You make my life so much better," he murmured as he started to move his hips again. "You bring life to it, beauty. Your support is what has brought me here, to the point I am." Baekhyun moaned at that, feeling more tears leave his eyes. "You're the most important person in my life and I can't wait for the day I can finally call you my husband. It doesn't matter how many years I have to wait, I promise sunflower, that I'll give you my last name some day."
Chanyeol's words burned Baekhyun inside because that would never happen. He was going to leave Chanyeol in two days and all their promises would be broken forever. There was no future between them, their relationship was over for good and the worst part of all? Chanyeol didn't even know.
Needing to hide the turmoil in his heart, Baekhyun pulled Chanyeol closer, hiding his face in the giant's neck as the tears continued to fall. Chanyeol returned the gesture, holding Baekhyun’s body close to his own and kissing his neck as he picked up his pace per Baekhyun's request.
When Chanyeol found the sweetest spot inside Baekhyun, the smaller's nails dug into the skin of the giant's back moans and screams of Chanyeol's name leaving his lips as the pleasure became too much. Chanyeol followed soon after, his seed filling his insides, warming him up and making him feel full to the brim with Chanyeol , the way needed so badly in that moment.
After that, they didn’t stop. They were hungry for the other, their bodies craving for the other’s touch like they were famished and thirsty. They touched, moved, moaned, and asked for more as they reached peak after peak in the arms of the person they loved the most, the mess inside Baekhyun comforting him as Chanyeol’s cum only kept accumulating with every orgasm that passed.
Hours later, as they lay in each other's arms, Chanyeol long asleep, exhausted not only from the day he had, but also because of what he had done with his love, Baekhyun cried… Hard this time. He tried to be quiet of course, but it was tough do so when he was finally able to feel .
The night's events had been too overwhelming. Chanyeol meant everything to him. He'd never had anyone that loved him. Yeah, at the orphanage he'd met people who cared for him, but it never went further than some level of affection. Chanyeol was different. Despite the difference in their family status, Chanyeol had seen more in him than anyone before ever had. He'd showed him that life could be more than he previously thought, that he had the potential to be anything and anyone he wanted if he simply believed himself. Thanks to Chanyeol, Baekhyun learned to love himself, to see the worth he had. He felt beautiful for the first time in his life, alive, complete. Chanyeol was his family, the only family he ever had.
And now he would have to give up on him. His time of happiness was over.
Baekhyun would've given anything stay by Chanyeol's side forever, to love him the way he deserved and to see his promise come to life, for Chanyeol to give him his last name and finally have him belong to a family.
That, of course, would never happen. Sadly, the Parks hated him and would never allow him to be a part of their family, to have the Paek surname as his own.
He'd come to accept that reality. They despised his very existence and they made it very clear since the first moment he stepped foot inside their mansion. Of course, both the Park's and Baekhyun made sure that Chanyeol never perceived this, though they slipped at times. Thankfully, he never noticed much and Baekhyun wanted to keep it that way.
It was them that demanded for him to leave. They didn't want him and he understood, yeah. As much as Chanyeol said otherwise, he understood that he wasn't at their level and as such, he had no place in their family.
The fairytale was over and it was time for Baekhyun to face reality.
That didn't stop it from hurting like hell. His heart was destroyed , the thought of having to let go of the only happiness he ever had the chance to taste made his insides twist with the most unbearable pain he'd ever felt.
It seemed like he'd committed an unforgivable crime in his past life to have fate treat him like this. For whatever reason, he didn't seem to deserve happiness of any sort.
He hated feeling sorry for himself, it made him feel weak, but he couldn't help it in that moment, not when his heart was being broken once again. Life had allowed him to experience happiness for once in his life only to cruelly take it away from him shortly after. Why couldn't he keep it for once? Why did he have to let go of his love like this?
He cried as he studied Chanyeol's peaceful features, the face he'd fallen in love with years before. He wouldn't get to see it anymore, see him ever again. Or well, at least not in person. He would follow his love's career closely, he would like to see him succeed and find happiness elsewhere, even if it were with someone else.
At that thought, Baekhyun's heart twisted worse than before, but it was okay. He was letting go of Chanyeol to give him the life he deserved. As such, Baekhyun hoped Chanyeol could move on from him, from his love, to find someone that could cherish and look after him properly, someone worthy of Chanyeol.
That didn't mean it didn't hurt and while Baekhyun knew he had no right, he still allowed himself to feel . He needed that moment to let go, to give himself the chance to cope with the turmoil of emotions boiling inside his heart.
He cried for hours as his eyes stayed glued to Chanyeol's sleeping form, the longing for him already starting to settle.
Needing some comfort before he allowed himself to let go completely, Baekhyun buried his face in Chanyeol's chest as the warmth of his love finally lulled him to sleep.
To Baekhyun it seemed like their love story… Was finally over.
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The night was cold as Baekhyun sat in the cold concrete of a dirty alley, a box and a bag with what was left of his possessions next to him. The pungent smell of trash, shit and rotten surrounded the air around him and perhaps, rats could be heard somewhere near, though he preferred not to think about it.
Five months had passed since he'd left Chanyeol's side, four since he found out about his pregnancy and three and a half since he was kicked out of his job and his apartment for being a single, pregnant male carrier. He'd tried to look for a job and for somewhere to stay, but in his state, pregnant and blacklisted, he found nothing.
The Parks had made sure to ruin his life and they'd succeeded a little too well. They didn't foresee a pregnancy and how could they, really, when everyone thought Baekhyun's chances of conceiving were less than ten percent? No one thought a night of fucking would get him to that point.
He chuckled at that thought as he stared at his distended belly. Five months into his pregnancy, five months since that fateful night when he gave his body and soul to Chanyeol, five months since he tasted happiness in the arms of his one and only true love one last time.
Tears fell down Baekhyun’s cheeks as he stared at the piece of news paper in his hands.
[Breaking News] Tickets for the first ever world tour of Park Chanyeol sold out in seconds
The headline, which Baekhyun caught sight of on a newspaper passing by a shop earlier that day, was accompanied with a smiling picture of Chanyeol along with a passage explaining how Chanyeol, an up and coming artist, had sold out the tickets for the three dates set in the capital for his upcoming world tour in two seconds.
Baekhyun was aware that Chanyeol had gone on a break after he left. No further statements were made about the subject, his agency and his family both stating he needed some time to rest. Baekhyun knew better, though. He'd been at fault and he'd felt guilty about it, hurt at the thought of having done something so horrible to his love.
The guilt had only intensified after Baekhyun found out about the pregnancy. Not being able to tell Chanyeol about it, not giving the giant the chance to see them be born, to see them grow. He would never get to meet their baby.
He'd spent the last months roaming the cold, dirty streets of the city feeling worthless, guilty and miserable. He couldn't give his baby anything, not even their other father’s presence in their life. The life that awaited them was horrible like his and there was nothing he could do about it.
Most days, he wished he didn't wake up. Perhaps like that… The baby wouldn't have to suffer like he did.
He cried once again as he rubbed his belly in a silent apology. He… Had to keep trying, for his baby. Yeah, for his baby. To at least bring them to life and give them to a family that would love them and look after them the way he would never be able to.
Yeah, that would have to do, he told himself. Chanyeol's child deserved to live, they deserved a chance to get the life he never could and he never would have.
After that, after the baby was born and safe in the arms of another, after that he could...let go.
Baekhyun laughed under his breath, no humor in the lifeless tone as he stared at the piece of paper again, his eyes studying Chanyeol's beautiful features once more.
Chanyeol would be okay, that was what mattered. He'd done this for him to accomplish his goals. He'd wanted to give him this, to let him succeed, and to watch his career grow. He'd wanted Chanyeol to be happy and though it took him a while to get back on his feet after Baekhyun hurt him, he was now ready to get back on his feet and move on.
Yeah, in the end, it had all been worth it.
"It's all worth it," he said, his vision blurry. " He's worth it."