Left Behind • ChanBaek | ENG

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               Chanyeol was rubbing Baekhyun's wet locks, his eyes wanted to close he was so tired but he didn't care, he was fighting sleepiness. He really wasn't angry with the boy, since it was his fault in some way, of course he told him not to look, but he didn't do anything about the situation, but he thought he wouldn't be afraid of what he didn't understand.. Well.. the poor guy was scared to death.

"Hey, little one," he threw down the towel. "If you're scared and afraid to go to the toilet, just wake me up next time, I won't bite your head off." he slid his finger under the boy's chin so he could lift his head up a bit, Baek smiled and snuggled into his touch. "You're very lucky that I had another mattress... it's not like I would have been angrier if I didn't but... Anyways-.. Let's go to sleep."

"Scared!"

"You don't have to, I'm here," he laid down, pulling the boy with him. "Would you like the small lamp to be on?"

"Yes.."

"Okay," he covered himself and closed his eyes, but opened them after a few minutes. He lifted the covers. "Come here."

Baekhyun blinked gratefully and snuggled his head into his chest.

"Hey, if you do that you're going to suffocate," he poked his arm.

"S-safe," he murmured.

"Well, if it's good for you," he exhaled. "Good night, Little one," he pressed a kiss on his hair.

"Night," he pressed himself even closer.

Although the man was really damn tired, he waited until the boy's breathing slowed down, his heartbeat - which he felt only because he was close to him - calmed down and he heard his little snoring, only then did he allow himself to fall sleep.

He woke up to someone pulling the blanket off him, opened his eyes and grimaced.

"You're a devil Kibum," he moaned in frustration. "Leave me alone."

"Come on, get up, you have to go to work," he slapped his leg.

"You're not even my adopted child, you're my wife," he grumbled, slowly getting up.

"If that were the case, you'd be very lucky," he put the tray on his lap. "Eat."

"Where is Baekhyun?" he looked around.

"What do you care? Just eat that and get ready, you are late."

"I care, Kim Diva, because I know how unlucky he can be, I'm worried about him," he bit into the bacon. "This is tasty.."

"I'm not Kim Diva, okay?" I'll fuck you up if you call me that again," he put his hand on his hip.

"Are you sure you're an Omega? Your mouth is pretty dirty, I'll help you wash it out with the soap."

"Haha, you're so funny, old man," he rolled his eyes. "One day I'll accidentally put poison in your breakfast. Eat and get dressed I'm not going to repeat myself again," he clapped two times and walked out of the room straight into the living room where Baekhyun was hiding behind the sofa. "Just.. what the hell are you doing?"

"That!" he pointed at the screen of the TV with a scared look.

"What's up with it? It's not even on."

The Beta pursed his lips.

"You don't have to be afraid.. it was just a movie," he stepped in front of him, pulling him up and brushed the boy's silver locks back. "You know, I was thinking that you and I could go shopping for clothes instead of studying today, I've been here for quite a while, Yeol pays well, and I saved a lot."