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Kyungsoo was what they usually called conventional omega is one of the high-class societies that live in the suburbs. Not that he is complaining about it, he indeed feels lucky to know how it turns out after his arranged marriage. A year and a half with no children yet because his alpha and he still want to enjoy their time together. He stays at home, he has a lot of maids who makes sure he got whatever things that he needs in his too-large house (courtesy of his alpha's parents), and his husband threw himself to work diligently for long hours but still manage to surprise him with little details here and there at the end of the day. The one year and a half marriage was definitely his most successful relationship ever since the first time he met with his current alpha—Chanyeol. 

Kyungsoo met Chanyeol just three months before their marriage, as both were the last child from each other respected family, both Chanyeol and Kyungsoo will be a perfect candidate to join their families together since their families have known each other for quite some time and they also made joint venture from each other company and the marriage was like the cherry on top of it. While feeling quite skeptical about the idea, Kyungsoo didn’t really have much objection since his last breakup was a total disaster.

So, when Chanyeol and he finally met each other for the first time, Kyungsoo already had nothing to lose to meet, and much to everyone’s surprise (exclude Kyungsoo), they both hit it off perfectly and Kyungsoo agrees to process their relationship later into a marriage.

Fast forward a year and a half later, Kyungsoo will wake up around the time where Chanyeol already left to work. He will wake up with a bucket of roses on the side of the bed where Chanyeol usually slept, and even with maids around the house, Chanyeol sometimes would personally cook breakfast for him and let the maid bring it later to Kyungsoo.

So, in short, nothing that Chanyeol did make Kyungsoo unhappy. So far, Chanyeol is far more considerate, attentive, assertive, and much loving partner than his former partner will ever be, his touch was gentle, and he likes to stroke Kyungsoo’s hair, head or knuckles until he sleeps—if they're not doing dirty deeds. Aaaand, that's what made Kyungsoo confused.

Before he decided to meet Chanyeol, everyone—at least people from his family swear that they throw a warning at least occasionally for Chanyeol. The Chanyeol that they know seem to have quite a reputation and even though Kyungsoo’s parents are the ones who suggest them first to meet, they won't take any further step if Kyungsoo expresses his objection once with Chanyeol. Which later makes everyone confused—again, at least in his family, because Chanyeol never once expresses that he's some kind of delinquent or worse, a little bit difficult like what everyone talked about. 

Their first intimate time was so loving, gentle and his heat made everything a little bit awkward because Kyungsoo was a fan of rough treatment and hard lovemaking, which obviously not the kind of lovemaking Chanyeol had in mind for him, but well, Chanyeol is very accommodating and Kyungsoo didn’t have any protest on it. Not that he's complaining about it as well, their body is still compatible and Chanyeol's rut has never been like the one that drives him nuts or exhausts him too much. Again, he had no complaints about whatever things that Chanyeol did to him. 

So, with the last assurance he has in mind, he still believes that he's not complaining or anything when he again—finds himself engaged in a long phone call with his older brother. 

"No, he acts like usual, and he left me with a small bucket of roses, isn't that sweet?" asked Kyungsoo absentmindedly, pressing on the ‘sweet’ word probably too much for his own brother liking.

"Uh-huh," hummed Minseok, his brother, his marriage also came from an arranged marriage, and recently his brother and his now-mate also have a bonding-mate ceremony, "Han-ge, wash this, noo! I think you need to wash this—sorry, Kyungsoo, what is it again?"

“Nothing, you seem busy, hyung,” said Kyungsoo.

“I am! I am busy, can you even imagine, we’re not even close to deciding who the hell will bear the child since Han will be staying in Shanghai next month!” screeched Minseok, proceeds to huff and reply to Kyungsoo words with a heavy sigh, “I swear if I’m the one who bear the fucking child again….”

Kyungsoo barely opened his mouth when another wail came from his phone receiver and followed by words in Chinese who spat fast, equally with Minseok’s response in light speed Mandarin talking as well.

Kyungsoo could only manage to decipher words like, ‘idiot’, ‘put the damn diaper down’ and ‘help me’ strings more like a hundred times repeatedly by Han, his older brother’s mate.

“See, Kyungsoo? This is why you should enjoy your honeymoon phase as long as you can, I’m not complaining about children, but it comes with a lot of screaming and too much effort, I haven’t got good sex for six months! Six!” said Minseok, back again to his conversation with his younger brother, heavy sighed clouded his tone of words. “But you’re not really thinking about starting now, isn’t it? Aren’t you holding your pregnancy plan?”

“I am happy holding out, but sometimes I can’t help feeling that Chanyeol has been holding back something,” commented Kyungsoo, rolled his body until his back lies in the middle on top of his super king-size bed. His bed is completely eloquent with a top canopy and the room is always filled with roses, peonies, or lilies scented with a good healthy amount of sun rays peek from his large window who have full view to the garden. Well, at least a half-built garden, since Chanyeol insisted on building it together with him, but due to Chanyeol's crazy working hours, they barely finished even the 3⁄4 part.

Kyungsoo still stared at the ceiling interior of his bed canopy when he heard Minseok sighed (again).

“Don’t tell me you just bored,” retorted Minseok, “because Chanyeol has been so agreeing and peaceful with you, now you bored because of the lack of drama for the first time in your life?”

“You make me sound like an asshole,” responded Kyungsoo.

“Well, we have lived together for 26 years, what would you expect?”

“And now you live with someone who won’t tolerate your shit, congratulations,”

“Damn, will you take me back to your house, then?”

“I can’t, this house technically belongs to Chanyeol, I’m homeless, hyung,”

“Are you bragging about Chanyeol, now?!”

Kyungsoo laughs good-naturedly. He misses his brother every day, of course, one of the reasons why he might drive his former relationship go down the hill, seeing his brother meet his other half makes him want to meet his as well, and his heart broke for good when instead come to settle down with Kyungsoo, his ex-lover leaves him with too much shit. He got no expectations at all when his mother asked him to meet their business-partner heir—since Chanyeol’s family only inherit their wealth through alpha-born in their family, but Chanyeol’s father feels like his son need little restriction as well and that’s why they pop the idea of marrying Kyungsoo to Chanyeol.

“Well, anyway, why don’t you try to push him over the edge, sometimes? I heard people show their true self when they’re angry,” said Minseok again, after Kyungsoo finished laughing and he did as well scream to Han in perfect Mandarin.

“Already did, he was never angry,” shot Kyungsoo dryly.

“What?”

“I’m serious, either he has a heart for a Saint or his emotion nerve has been damaged for too long,”

“What did he do? And what did you do?”

“The usual, hyung, I complain, argue or sometimes just annoy him, but he seems like never loses his composure, at this point, I really think he reincarnates of a Saint,” explain Kyungsoo.

“That’s weird,” said Minseok.

“That’s what you always tell me even after I marry him,”

“Well, you know what others always tell me about Chanyeol, right? While I’m pleased he never did anything that might hurt you, this action who completely out of character from him also worries me a lot,” said Minseok thoughtful “and because you’re annoying as hell, I have to completely agree that if he’s not angry, he might be really born with a heart like gold,”

“…..Or just he simply restrained himself,” responded Kyungsoo softly.

“Maybe, but anyway, I need to work my married life now, you’ve got anything to do today?”

Kyungsoo shook his head even though he knew his brother couldn’t see him.

“Good, better have all the sleep that you need before you lose it and sleep for fifteen minutes already count as a luxury,” commented Minseok, as usual, he seems to know the meaning behind the absence of voice in Kyungsoo’s response “I’ve got to go now, later Soo,”

“Yes, see you later, too, hyung,” said Kyungsoo anyway. And with that, he ends his recent ritual morning and puts the phone on top of his chest absentmindedly.

Kyungsoo turns his head and comes face to face with a small bucket of fresh roses on top of the bed that belongs to Chanyeol’s side. Sometimes he wonders whether all of the good sides that Chanyeol purposely showed to him only to make sure that Chanyeol’s secure the marriage with Kyungsoo so he got his father wealth then turn his attitude completely once they marry—you know, just like the one in the drama—but to Kyungsoo relief, Chanyeol never once did any of Kyungsoo’s assumption.

He still cares, gentle, even keeping close track of their monthly anniversary. Kyungsoo felt very touched by Chanyeol’s effort when he sent a handwritten letter in their 6^th month anniversary, 3 months after their marriage, and also six months after their first meeting. The letter contains Chanyeol’s feelings and how he knows from the moment he saw Kyungsoo, the empty feeling that he ever felt in his life is no longer empty because he has Kyungsoo now to cherish for the rest of his life. Kyungsoo has been so touched that the first thing he did when Chanyeol came to their home, he dismissed all of their maids for a day and wore his most sultry lingerie and let Chanyeol fucked him from the living room all the way until their bedroom. Not before they dirtied their leather couch, dining table, and kitchen counter first. Kyungsoo sure Chanyeol feels deeply for him, his eyes and Chanyeol’s body language tell all of it, but he can’t completely sit on the fact that Chanyeol let him go too easy on everything or maybe Minseok just right, he bored because there’s no drama that happening in his life right now.

Before he met Chanyeol, Minseok makes sure he listens to all the warnings of how inconsiderate, boisterous, over-excited, and quick to snap attitude of Chanyeol that coming from their family relatives as well, even Chanyeol’s parents seem precautious around Chanyeol and make sure that Chanyeol behaves before they left Kyungsoo with Chanyeol alone together with his own parent on the first day that they met. To Kyungsoo's pleasant surprise, none of the warnings happened and his meeting with Chanyeol goes smoothly with how good Chanyeol directs their conversations. He seems way smooth-talker for that—if that’s the kind of flaw that everyone talked about, smooth talk and talking excessively, Kyungsoo will only see that as something that he should be proud of about Chanyeol, most of the time he prefers to talk only if necessary, but hearing Chanyeol talking, especially after spending long silent in their spacious house, it only gives Kyungsoo sense of calm that his alpha around him and it drives the security strongly towards his husband. That’s when Kyungsoo realizes he loves the alpha and resent the idea that Chanyeol might hide his other self from him to the point it affected his mood.

Or Chanyeol might be holding back a lot in order to please Kyungsoo, while the idea is flattering, Kyungsoo prefers to see every side of Chanyeol, especially now with how strong Kyungsoo’s feeling to him, he can’t help wanting their own child but he can’t build it based on how unsettled he felt with Chanyeol. On his very gloomy days, he felt a little hurt because he laid bare himself from the first day they met, but Chanyeol seems like he couldn't trust Kyungsoo enough to even let his honest feeling open in the air.

Kyungsoo glanced up again into his avant-garde interior design of their bed canopy and hugged the roses tight to his chest so the fresh scent of the flowers will engulf his body. He put up his phone in the air to see and scroll his personal chat with Chanyeol. He shot a message shortly about the roses and thanked him for the sweet gesture.

Park Chanyeol

You’re welcome, baby

I love you

Don’t forget your breakfast, I made your favorite

Kyungsoo smiled fondly. His chest is full of how loving he feels towards his husband, his alpha, and hopefully his future mate as well.

You

I love you, too

Yes, can’t wait to taste it

Good luck with your work, Yeol

I’ll wait for you at home later

Chanyeol sent him a heart emoji. Kyungsoo kissed the screen silently and pretended not to do it and since no one was around to witness his action, he probably will deny this until the day he dies. So, after exchanging the love message as usual to his husband, Kyungsoo woke up completely from his bed, made it, and entered the master bathroom that was attached to Chanyeol and his bedroom. The maids seem like they are already preparing the warm bath as usual and fresh peonies already place on their sink counter. Even though not that large, the bathroom was personally designed by Chanyeol’s parents for their children, and Kyungsoo has nothing to object it, the materials scream luxurious and grand, the bathtub looks like it will be good for a five-star penthouse hotel bathroom, which makes Kyungsoo thought about how lucky he is to be wed with Chanyeol—not that he lives in poverty or middle class working family, but his money comes from old money, his house now with Chanyeol not as big as his main family house but Chanyeol’s presence and all of his loving gesture make Kyungsoo less lonely in his house which contrasting to his family house atmosphere.

That’s why when Kyungsoo finds someone outside his family, he can’t wait to build and get a loving life with a person that treats Kyungsoo well and didn’t shy away from cutting the bullshit that sometimes Kyungsoo never aware he did. Even if the said person ends up leaving him and pursuing their career because she just can’t settle down with Kyungsoo. And Kyungsoo left broken and betrayed because he never thought that he was holding back his life for the said person, while his ex-lover seems didn’t think twice to move across the globe to pursue her career-life.

Kyungsoo sighed when he dipped his body slightly to the warm luke water. The jasmine scent hit his nostrils instantly and he put his head comfortably on the rim and started wiping his body slowly with the bar soap. Around fifteen minutes later he heard a slight knock on his bathroom door.

“Come in,” said Kyungsoo softly.

The door opened and Yoonseo came in—his personal maid.

“I see you wake up already, Soo-ssi, would you like me to bring your breakfast? Chanyeol-ssi instructs us to bring it to you when you’re fully awake,” said Yoonseo slowly and slightly bowed to Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo hums good-naturedly. He indeed felt hungry. But he’s not in the mood to eat in his bedroom.

“Just prepare it in the dining room, Yoonseo-ah, I’ll come by after I finish changing,” said Kyungsoo finally.

“Noted, do you want me to pick for today's clothes as well?” asked Yoonseo again.

Kyungsoo smiled and turned his head to his lovely maid. “No need, I’ll manage it myself, Seo-ah,”

“Very well, Soo-ssi, I’ll excuse myself now,” Yoonseo bowed his upper body slightly again, and after nodding her head to Kyungsoo the leaves Kyungsoo alone in the bathroom again.

Kyungsoo rinsed water to his shoulder and felt fresh from his bath. He feels his day will be good already from the amounts of sweet things that people around him keep doing to him.

As Kyungsoo left his bedroom finally to go downstairs to another spacious and grand design space in his house that has another large mahogany table that is called dining table, Kyungsoo took his breakfast soon to be brunch lively. He listens to Yoonseo talking about what happened in the maid quarter, how the plants look in their garden, and overall small and big chores that happen inside his house. Time rolls in when Kyungsoo again talked with his husband around late noon, accompanied his husband through a phone call where Chanyeol complained about work and Kyungsoo enjoyed seeing travel photo books, and noted which place that he wants to visit later with his husband in their living room. Chanyeol, who in their very last moment being together as not husband and husband, asked him a lot about what he likes to do in his spare time, what’s his hobby, his interest and put so much attention on the things that Kyungsoo likes to do. Their house is packed with a large outdoor area which has been turned into a swimming pool, half-built garden, and pond. It both gives him many times to enjoy the activity outdoors, or just strolling around lazily around the house. On weekdays, Kyungsoo will be accompanied by Yoonseo, on good weekends it will be with Chanyeol himself.

Really, if anything Chanyeol has been so perfect for him. But Kyungsoo sometimes knew better than the gentle and smiling face Chanyeol always showed to him, he knows one or two about Chanyeol’s job in his family company. It has been run devotedly by Chanyeol’s parents, with Chanyeol now successor in the second generation, his fathers have been strict to him even way before Chanyeol was born since they only let the company controlled by alpha, Kyungsoo heard that the firstborn of their family an Omega was quite a shock to the whole family. While Kyungsoo was feeling a little bit disgusted with the way their in-law family viewed Omega, they didn’t do anything that remotely disrespectful to the Omega of their family, which is Chanyeol’s older brother, Junmyeon. He heard in passing that Junmyeon hyung has been married to a soft-looking alpha from China and currently lives traveling with his respected spouse. They’re constantly moving and even after married with Chanyeol for one and a half years, the number of times when he saw Junmyeon only on his wedding day and sometimes around Seollal and Chuseok.

That’s why Kyungsoo sometimes felt a little bit melancholy when instead Chanyeol vent his problem to him (if he has any), he always insists on giving and more giving to Kyungsoo because he believes Chanyeol must endure many pressure and expectation coming from his family.

Kyungsoo ran his hand absentmindedly on the surface of his neat trimming bush around their house backyard. He was in the mood for strolling the outdoor area again, currently in the mood without Yoonseo accompany him. His mother messaged him around after he finished his lunch to remind him that their weekly family dinner will be held in his house this time, and Kyungsoo actually forgot about that. Sometimes around the evening where Kyungsoo finished making some pudding, for him and Chanyeol of course, Chanyeol came home almost at 8 o'clock.

Kyungsoo leaned around the doorway of the living room that connected to the dining room. Smile fondly as he looked at Chanyeol who seemed flustered not finding him in the living room per usual, but beamed instantly when Kyungsoo greeted him lazily from his position.

Chanyeol came and hugged him by his waist, not to forget to kiss him full on his lips.

“Darling,” sighed Chanyeol, buried his nose on Kyungsoo’s black hair. Kyungsoo stroke Chanyeol’s back leisurely for the gesture that he got from Chanyeol.

“Welcome home,” responded Kyungsoo softly, tiptoed a little to give Chanyeol a kiss on his right cheek, “you looked tired, do you want to take a bath first, then have dinner with me? I made today’s dessert,”

Chanyeol instead scrunched his nose. “You didn’t have your dinner yet?”

Kyungsoo smiled before answering it hesitantly, “I waited for you, you don’t mind it right?”

“What? No, no, of course not darling,” said Chanyeol bewildered, hands tighten on Kyungsoo’s hips, “I just hate to see that you have to wait for me to eat dinner, if I know that, I’ll make sure I come home earlier,”

Kyungsoo stroked Chanyeol back again and of course, try to sound his intention more clearly now, “babe, it’s okay, I want to have dinner together with you, and to see you relax after you have finished your work, I’m not going to make you rush your work in order to eat with me…”

Chanyeol glanced down at a sudden firm revelation from Kyungsoo, and still seems unhappy.

“…because I want us to relax and just enjoy our time together later, okay?” finished Kyungsoo, looked up to his husband’s eyes, because height difference is damn, even if Chanyeol glanced down at him, he still needs to look the fuck up his head.

“Okay,” said Chanyeol softly.

“Now go take a bath, I already told Baekhyun to prepare your bath,” suggests Kyungsoo kissed Chanyeol on his left cheek.

Chanyeol smiled and nodded before vanishing to their bedroom. Kyungsoo witnesses until his husband disappear upstairs and back to the kitchen to tell their maids to prepare food for him and Chanyeol’s dinner in their dining room.

And their night rolls slowly to yet another happy moment. After Chanyeol finished his bath, he joined him in their spacious dining room, chatted happily about many kinds of stuff, exchanging stories of how their each other respected days went by and Kyungsoo kept telling himself the air of subtle anxiety that he felt from Chanyeol is just another one of his paranoid thoughts.

Chanyeol has been spending his good time glancing at the clock and also at his cellphone. When their dinner finished and Kyungsoo is finally free, Chanyeol instructs him to go to the bedroom first while he needs to talk for a while to their butler, Baekhyun.

Kyungsoo felt no room to talk or ask—for what in the world that Chanyeol needed to talk to Baekhyun in the middle of the night—just simply nod and tease him with slides his finger lazily through his husband’s chest.

“I get it, but remember, don’t take too long…” said Kyungsoo and silently celebrating in his mind when he saw a flicker of lust across Chanyeol’s eyes when Kyungsoo finger came in contact with Chanyeol clothed chest, “I bought new lingerie,”

When Kyungsoo finished his sentences, he left Chanyeol completely retreat to their bedroom and cheered again internally when he heard Chanyeol curses and another displeased sound heard—probably from Baekhyun who is done with Chanyeol’s antics—joined Chanyeol curses and soon Chanyeol’s sound rushed and frantic.

Kyungsoo has to admit that it really doesn’t take Chanyeol too long to follow him into their master bedroom. While Kyungsoo lazily turns his magazine page, lying on his side completed his pose with elbow digs down into his fluffy mattress, already changed into his see-through night robe, his black and dark red wine color thong hugged his ass perfectly (he’s not that confident, but after he checked on a mirror around a hundred times, he finally sure he’s doing an okay job with the thong), Kyungsoo still put his expressionless face when he heard the sound of their bedroom door opened and closed at almost the same time. Steady steps could be sensed by him when he sure Chanyeol gasped and held his breath simultaneously and approached Kyungsoo slowly who is, of course, made a show of displaying his ass.

Kyungsoo smiled slyly but in a subtle way when he felt a voice thick of lust called his name.

“Soo…”

Kyungsoo hummed, in response to the voice that thick of needs.

Chanyeol went slowly nosing Kyungsoo’s nape and his breath that hit Kyungsoo’s nape made Kyungsoo shivered with excitement about things that Chanyeol might do to him. They rarely explore their bedroom activity, usually go with vanilla one, a very very tame sex that made Kyungsoo wonder whether he’s not the normal one in their relationship who can’t help wanting a little bit of rough treatment or fucking to spice up their bedroom activity.

So, Kyungsoo showed his naughty side like this, was his way of testing the waters between them, whether Chanyeol up for what Kyungsoo expected in his mind and maybe they will end up having another vanilla which is not a problem at all but well, okay, he might slightly be disappointed because of the effort that Kyungsoo threw for this.

Kyungsoo parted his lips slowly when Chanyeol grabbed his ass cheeks harshly from outside of his see-through robe and slowly slides up his robe until it’s uncovered both of his ass cheeks. The anticipation thundered inside Kyungsoo’s chest, he can’t help but feel his slick exudes from his hole. Magazine lies open forgotten beside Kyungsoo now, who rolled his body to lie completely on his stomach and folded his two arms under his chin, try to look at Chanyeol over his shoulder who seems to stare dagger into his ass. Kyungsoo felt another squeeze and he sighed.

Chanyeol parted Kyungsoo’s ass cheek and came to see how the thong hid a damp hole in the middle of Kyungsoo’s ass crack. The hole slightly gaps and twitches occasionally and there's a thick scent coming from the inside. Kyungsoo still enjoyed the admiration that Chanyeol clearly had for his asshole and he moaned suddenly when a finger thrust into it, right after he felt Chanyeol pushed aside a piece of his thong. Kyungsoo already imagined how dirty and hard their lovemaking is now with a little trigger from Kyungsoo, he glanced at his husband again through his back and smiled satisfyingly when he feels his husband tries to drag his ass slowly into the tent that clearly visible on Chanyeol’s pants.

“Ah… Yeol…” said Kyungsoo softly, “make me scream baby….” Kyungsoo tried to shake his hips while Chanyeol attention was still fixed on his ass, try to give the jiggle that he hopes Chanyeol like, “…it’s yours,”

“Mine,” growled Chanyeol, voice thick with arousal, proud and lust on the display of Kyungsoo bottom, “yeah, this is mine,”

“Yes... ah, Yeol, it’s yours…” Kyungsoo took on his own hand to prop himself slowly into fours, his hand completely holds on to their sheet with Chanyeol still standing proud beside their bed. Right behind his ass.

“Yes, mine,” was what Chanyeol repeatedly said again along with sound fly open coming from Chanyeol jeans and Kyungsoo try to brace himself with the anticipation that running wild. He hopes Chanyeol fuck him until he forgets his name.

And when Chanyeol’s dick comes in contact to breach his hole, with Chanyeol’s handgrip tightly around his hip, Kyungsoo can’t help but moan hard. He is so fucking ready!

***

…..or so what Kyungsoo thought. Kyungsoo blinked his eyes in disbelief into their current dark bedroom. Sound of the wind howling outside signaling that will be heavy rain pour tonight outside of their house and his husband, the man who made him imagine who would fuck him thoroughly all night, without mercy and unforgiving pace will finally greet their sex life, lie beside him, sleeping peacefully while hugging Kyungsoo on his waist.

They finished in one round and the anticipation that built before they were fucking only end up as Chanyeol drag his dick in and out of Kyungsoo slowly, much gentle than usual, and Kyungsoo didn’t waste almost two thousand grand to buy the lingerie for that kind of fucking for God’s sake. Kyungsoo is too shocked for the world that he doesn’t even realize he came and Chanyeol came inside him and their fucking is finish in less than an hour.

Kyungsoo turned his head, glared daggers at Chanyeol’s peaceful expression on his sleep, and he is so tempted to strangle him, but then a sudden dark thought crosses his mind and he swore he never felt this insulted regarding his appearances. Kyungsoo shut his eyes in the reflects in order to shoo the dark thoughts away, only ending up pinching his bridge of nose hardly because the thought now became a persistent plague in his mind.

“Fuck,”

Kyungsoo swore as quietly as he could, tried to sleep, and failed miserably. In the end, he gives up and moves Chanyeol’s hand which nestled on his waist as silently as he could, getting up and sitting on the edge of their beautiful bed. He vaguely heard the sound of heavy rain pouring finally outside of the house. The thundering sound and lights of lightning coming from the outside seems to parallel his mixed feelings and afraid if he continues to stay awake like this, he will wake up Chanyeol, Kyungsoo stood up and walked quietly to the bathroom. He closed the bathroom door as quietly as possible again and turned on the faucet slowly.

He rips apart his lingerie, frowning at the revelation of the result, and throws the said undergarment to the bin, feeling weird, unwanted, and for the first time, discontented. Kyungsoo patted the freshwater repeatedly to his both cheeks and another stronger feeling came crashing into his chest, hitting hard without mercy—and the said feeling called sadness.

“Fuck,” cursed Kyungsoo again, in a quiet voice, to no one in particular while he stands up close to the sink and his both hands grip the edge of the sink tightly. His head hung low and his shoulder tensed. He is really really sad.

***

Kyungsoo sipped the Earl Grey tea and sighed to no one in particular for the nth time on that day alone. He really thought whether he was grown tired or just becoming a spoiled kid, who now throwing tantrums to his spouse because the said spouse couldn’t fuck him the way he wants. All because of his expectation running high and the said spouse destroy it in one second.

He remembered he picked the garment carefully, decide the style with see-through type because he had a lot of expectations coming in his mind and seeing how turned on that his husband at him, he can’t help feeling excited, he did excited, until they fucked like usual, Chanyeol scenting him complete with the sappy eyes look into his eyes aaaaand before Kyungsoo could even blink they done.

Kyungsoo sighed again. Looking far to his hardly finished flower garden and clicked his tongue without him noticing it. He started today with most unusual routines, Kyungsoo woke up earlier than Chanyeol—that’s one, cooked furiously and without him notices it, even their family cook looked at him with concern when Kyungsoo finished three-course meals all by himself, all of it below two hours.

Kyungsoo decides then the first meal goes to his husband's breakfast, the second for his husband's lunch box, and the last course goes to all Chanyeol and Kyungsoo six maid staff. He did feel guilty because he refused to meet Chanyeol before Chanyeol went to his office and just spent his time strolling casually around his backyard.

“I find the kois is sick and I need to inspect our fish more, YeolI” was his excuse to Chanyeol.

Chanyeol bought it though (or not? but whatever), so he went to his office without seeing Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo can’t help to think of what his brother said yesterday, maybe he is just so used to the drama that when his life goes smoothly he can’t help feeling loss in it.

“Tsk, whatever,” mumbled Kyungsoo finally. He tried to remember what else he needs to do and just remember that his family will come to their house this week. Kyungsoo groaned and sent Chanyeol a message immediately to let him know about it.

You

Mother will be coming this Saturday

Do you mind if we hos t it at our house?

Kyungsoo left his phone beside his teacup when the notification signaling the new message arrived not even one minute after Kyungsoo sent his last message.

Yeol

Of course not, darling

Do you want to buy the groceries together later?

Kyungsoo looked at the message expressionless. Another string of messages comes one after another. Kyungsoo sighed again and quickly typed his reply.

You

No need, I can do it

Thanks for offering, Yeol

Have a nice day at your work

Kyungsoo bit his bottom lip, suddenly feeling guilty because of what he wrote to Chanyeol. From any perspective, even a blind man could sense how cold his reply was. But he still felt upset—and he lost two thousand and four hundred grand for purchasing the undergarment—so mind him for being petty. Despite the cold answer that Kyungsoo gave him, Chanyeol still sent him strings of emoji and sappy messages, though. Kyungsoo sees it and even if he feels warm in his heart, his mind couldn’t really ignore the fact he did feel sad somehow.

The afternoon came without Kyungsoo realize it and even if he feels dejected, he did still want to try to make another effort to rile up Chanyeol and if it turns out Chanyeol somewhat could only function with the vanilla one, Kyungsoo just needs to invest more to train him. Only if Chanyeol objects to it, he will eventually stop. Probably.

So, he couldn't help himself when he found himself, sitting on top of their enormous four-poster bed, crossed his leg prettily when Chanyeol entered their bedroom in the evening. With Kyungsoo absent from the living room or their front door where he usually greeted Chanyeol, Kyungsoo knows in heartbeat Chanyeol will try and search everywhere to find him.

Aaand, that’s how he knows his plan fell incredibly well when he found Chanyeol, eyes bewildered, surprised at the view that greeted him when he entered their bedroom. Hug in another see-through robe, Kyungsoo purposely used his patriarch color panty, hugged his groin nicely, contrasting to pale thick thighs that he knows his husband liked to suck but keep the unbothered expression intact. He sat prettily cross-legged on the edge of his end-of-bed bench.

The air of anticipation built slowly between them when Chanyeol came closer painfully slow to Kyungsoo while trying to remove his tie and suit vest one by one but Kyungsoo noted internally that the urgency gesture was clear in the air.

Chanyeol stopped in front of Kyungsoo though, looked down at his face, the light of hunger and also dormant with other emotions came and go clear in his eyes.

“Are you purposely riling me up, baby?” asked Chanyeol, his tone heard lower than usual, his left palm come to land on Kyungsoo’s cheek and stroked it. Gentle.

Kyungsoo flutters his eyelashes as sultry as he can. “Depends, is it work?”

Chanyeol looked him right in the eyes with sudden emotion that Kyungsoo couldn’t be really deciphered. It feels foreign. Did he somehow offend Chanyeol with the little ministration of him, now?

“You have no idea… you have no idea, Soo…” said Chanyeol softly and put another palm on Kyungsoo's other cheek, diving down to greet Kyungsoo’s lips with his.

Kyungsoo opened his mouth in instinct, they shared a slow but hard kiss that slowly but surely turned into lazy and quiet whispering of lips to lips. Chanyeol pressed their foreheads together but not releasing Kyungsoo’s face from his hold. It’s oddly calm but feels unsettling.

“Did I upset you, Soo?”

Kyungsoo hummed. Chanyeol’s body odor, while technically far from fresh but bizarrely smells like him the most when he came home from his work is like another kind of calm substance for Kyungsoo now. He likes to smell it, inhale it, and scenting it feels oddly satisfying. Everything about Chanyeol has been penetrated deep inside Kyungsoo’s mind and soul that he feels uncomfortable now without Chanyeol’s scent.

“Depends, did you feel that you do something that will eventually upset me?”

Chanyeol blinked at him. Kyungsoo stared firmly into Chanyeol’s eyes. They both keep the position like that for a second that feels like forever—forehead press to one another, eyes staring hard at each other, and Kyungsoo’s face still placed firmly in between Chanyeol’s large palms.

“I…” Chanyeol started but seems to have changed his mind. “I’ll shower first….”

With those sentences, Chanyeol pulled himself out from the close proximity with Kyungsoo. With scent thick of nervousness clear in the air and how abruptly Chanyeol changed their subjects, Kyungsoo could only think bitterly that whatever unsettling feeling he had recently is indeed true. His perfect husband and alpha indeed hide something from him.

Kyungsoo optioned to not show it though—at least not tonight. He gave a small smile to Chanyeol, standing up and putting both his hands on his alpha waist, stroke it gently in instinct.

“Yes, I’ll tidy myself up, and we’ll see each other in the dining room, okay?”

“What—” Chanyeol started again, “we didn’t go downstairs together?”

Kyungsoo was already on his way further from Chanyeol, sway his hips for good measure to rile Chanyeol even more but came to stop in the middle of the room and looked at his alpha husband over his shoulder. His hand already reaches the doorknob of their walk-in closet, “I think you will be more relax without my presence, so I’ll just wait for you in the dining room, ‘kay baby? I didn’t want to push in, anyway”

For a good measure to show how petty Kyungsoo could be, he makes sure to smile prettily at his husband. Eyes sparkling on display to mock Chanyeol.

If Chanyeol seems angry, he made a God damn effort to not show it.

“Yeah, see you there, darling,”

Kyungsoo continue to smile at his husband's answer and disappeared into his huge walk-in closet and thought even his ass now couldn’t make Chanyeol give in.

***

Kyungsoo felt that Saturday came too fast. Before Saturday came, Chanyeol had been offered to shop with him twice. He rejected the offer twice. In fact, Kyungsoo did it all alone, he drowned himself in activities of preparing a grand lunch for his entire family.

As if the preparation will host fifty people while indeed it should be no more than ten people. Kyungsoo just seemingly tries to find anything that his mind and body could do, from preparing ingredients, discussing the menu (he even try to expand it into afternoon tea and brunch will be welcomed by horror from the chefs of their house) and even do little decorations in his living room dining room and drawing room, in his open backyard and desperately try to make at least half of his ¾ finish garden flower bloom. Any flower. While Kyungsoo minds his own business, he knows he looked like he avoided Chanyeol, but actually, he’s not, he just left the dinner earlier and tried to get up in the morning earlier as well. Well… okay, maybe he’s not avoiding but he sulked like a teenager. And if he did that back then in their house, his older brother or his mother or even his butler back then will fast to cut on his bullshit and called out to him.

But no one called him out here or scolded him. He is the master of the house along with his Alpha, Chanyeol. And Chanyeol demanded his maid, butler or just everyone really in this house obeyed his command with no exception. It little bit tyranny if Kyungsoo had to admit, but no one seems to mind what Chanyeol requested and Kyungsoo feel stupid that he never wondering back then why people in this house genuinely looked scared at Chanyeol.

It feels like an epiphany when in the middle of late afternoon on Friday—when Yoonseo practically begged him to let her do the new seeds planting instead of him who now covered in mud and soil, one or two even dusting his cheek and nose—he realized he seldom hears their house staff talked about Chanyeol or Chanyeol’s family in general. The closest interaction Chanyeol has will be with Baekhyun, who’d been Chanyeol butler since he was in diapers. And Baekhyun did not exactly look like a friendly person as well especially because he rarely smiles, at least in front of Kyungsoo, so....

Kyungsoo sighed. He placed the soil neatly over the seeds, and gave it a final pat then stood up from his crouch down position in their garden much to Yoonseo relieved when he decided to just ask it.

“Seo-ah?”

“Yes, Soo-ssi?” responded Yoonseo immediately, quick to replace Kyungsoo’s gloves and maybe ready to dedicate her time to wash Kyungsoo’s both hands in the washbasin.

“What does Chanyeol look like in his high school?” asked Kyungsoo breathless “when he was young, what kind of person he is back then?”

Yoonseo has enough nerves to avert her eyes before she braced herself to answer Kyungsoo's question. The beta girl suddenly looked uncomfortable.

Kyungsoo laughed a little. He really should ask this question first to Chanyeol’s acquaintances before he decided to marry Chanyeol yet here he is... 

“What is it that you specifically want to know, Soo-ssi?” asked Yoonseo instead.

Kyungsoo hummed. “I don’t know, something more like anecdotes when he was young? Is there anything fun that you could tell me…?”

Yoonseo chewed her bottom lip. “Ng…”

Kyungsoo sat on their garden bench. Looking up expectantly to Yoonseo. He gestured for Yoonseo to sit with him and Yoonseo obeyed it.

“You can tell me anything, Seo-ah, and Chanyeol doesn’t need to know if you prefer it that way,” prompted Kyungsoo to Yoonseo “I’m all ears to anything,”

“Well…” started Yoonseo.

“Yes?”

“I’m not saying Chanyeol-ssi has different personalities… but he is quite different from what I heard when he’s still in his school years,” said Yoonseo, turning her head to see Kyungsoo right in the eyes, “he’s quite a… rebel I guess from what the staff from the main house told me back then, he used to come home with bruises and Baekhyun-ssi often have to go to pick him up from school since his parents will be busy and never around in their main house…”

Kyungsoo hummed again and listened to all of these carefully, nodded his head while listening to it.

“And please, I’m not saying Chanyeol-ssi have a bad personality or anything, I heard that every little thing that he did back then always have a solid reason, and for now, I believe he will do even better as a family leader and how it improved significantly the moment he knows you, Soo-ssi,” said Yoonseo quickly and her eyes turned crescent in order to give her genuine smile at Kyungsoo “he worked really hard since he met you, he seldom comes to the main house but he started showing himself regularly until he took over his father position in the company only…”

“Only…?”

“There's one aspect from him that still never changes…”

Before Kyungsoo could open his mouth to ask which aspect, a deep baritone sound with cleared throat was heard from Kyungsoo’s behind. Along with the said sound calling his name.

“Kyungsoo,”

Kyungsoo’s eyes were bewildered when he saw it himself how Yoonseo lowered her eyes to see at her hands immediately and completely silent when Chanyeol’s voice heard.

Kyungsoo turned his head and saw Chanyeol walking to where Kyungsoo sat from over his shoulder. He felt Chanyeol’s hand nestled on his shoulder and he looked at Chanyeol eyes smiling at his husband's presence.

“Darling,” greeted Kyungsoo, welcomed by a tight-lipped smile from Chanyeol. Still smile at least, noted Kyungsoo internally.

“Let’s go inside, Soo-ah. Seo-ssi, please draw a bath for me and Kyungsoo,” was what Chanyeol commanded Yoonseo and signaling whatever conversation that Kyungsoo had with Yoonseo is over.

“Yes, Chanyeol-ssi, kindly wait a moment!” responded Yoonseo, and after one last check to now cleaned hands of Kyungsoo, she held Kyungsoo's hand as she tried to give Kyungsoo gentle assurance and disappear into the house.

“Soo…” called Chanyeol and Kyungsoo welcomed the kiss that Chanyeol landed on his lips. Kyungsoo craned his neck while Chanyeol’s body bends smoothly and keep his head steady with his hand holding Kyungsoo’s nape.

The kiss ended with an obnoxious sound heard from Chanyeol’s mouth. Kyungsoo giggled.

“Welcome home, Yeol,” greeted Kyungsoo again and secretly feeling guilty because of how he kept avoiding Chanyeol for the past few days. When Kyungsoo thought Chanyeol wanted to go inside the house immediately and gestured to get up, Chanyeol took a step forward instead and sat on the bench where Yoonseo sat just now. Well, now, he had his husband beside him sitting together while looking at their unfinished garden.

“There’s dirt on your nose, baby,” teased Chanyeol, but he made an effort to pull his handkerchief and opted to wipe Kyungsoo’s nose.

Kyungsoo scrunched his nose instinctively. He let Chanyeol wipe his face as he pleases and tilted his head to the direction that Chanyeol preferred.

“You came early,” commented Kyungsoo soon after he realized Chanyeol had wiping any dirt from his face.

Chanyeol put his long arms on top of the bench backrest and turned his head to look at Kyungsoo lazily.

“Work has been good today, so I decided to come home to be with my pretty husband,” said Chanyeol smoothly. He paused for a moment and continue, “you seem like this garden so much, Soo,”

Kyungsoo leaned his body to Chanyeol, “well, I do want to fix the garden as much as I can before tomorrow’s brunch,” started Kyungsoo glanced a little to the garden which still unfinished in front of them and added, “but I only managed until more than half finished apparently,”

“I should be the one who worked on this…” said Chanyeol absentmindedly, “but it’s hard to find the time to finish it...”

“You have your own work, Yeol, I can work on it but it seems like I’m too slow as well to finish it,” cut Kyungsoo, he put his free hand which was not squeezed between their bodies to Chanyeol’s face and stroke it. Gently and he saw Chanyeol immediately relaxed on his gesture.

“Let’s finish it together later, baby,” said Chanyeol softly and tilted his head downwards to peck on Kyungsoo’s lips.

“Yeah, later will be good, alpha,” was all Kyungsoo could respond and he stood up lazily when Chanyeol dragged his body to go inside their house.

Hours later, when he done his bath—together with Chanyeol—done having his dinner as well and lies on his side with Chanyeol nuzzled his neck before they settle on their night sleeping, Kyungsoo still stored today’s information about Chanyeol from Yoonseo on the back of his mind. He’s not doubting Chanyeol’s love for him, not really, but he wondered what kind of life that Chanyeol had before he met him that even their maids refuse to tell and what kind of order that Chanyeol did to refrain everyone from telling it to Kyungsoo?

Kyungsoo believes he himself pretty open-minded, if turns out Chanyeol ever had an illegal child—well, he really hopes not—or any dark past like illegal crime, or anything that is barely legal, he trusts himself to accept it as part of Chanyeol’s life. They are husbands for life after all, and Kyungsoo loves Chanyeol very much, instead, he feels sad if he found out Chanyeol not trusting him enough to tell about his life to Kyungsoo. It’s saddening.

“I love you,” said Kyungsoo to no one in particular, and well, it’s not that he wants Chanyeol to hear it anyway.

“Mhhmm—” grunt Chanyeol from his position which currently placed his pretty head on Kyungsoo’s flat chest. Right after Chanyeol has done scenting Kyungsoo on his neck, he moved his body downwards and continued nuzzling his face to Kyungsoo’s chest. With his hand circling Kyungsoo’s slim waist, he was asleep instantly.

“I love you very very much, Chanyeollie,” repeated Kyungsoo, and this time he pecked Chanyeol’s top head after he said it in his dark bedroom. Kyungsoo falls asleep and he could swear Chanyeol beamed as well in his embrace.

***

Kyungsoo forgot how deafening his family is all at once if they are gathering in one area complete with his noisy aunt, and loudmouth cousin to top it all. Not to mention his brother, Minseok hyung also came with his baby who is shrieking all the time along with his rowdy alpha husband, Han. He could only hold his smile for twenty minutes top when his cousin—from his omega mother side family, decided it’s a good time to whine and complained loudly about why the snacks that served only covered in six types. Six?! And he dared to complain? They barely finished lunch an hour ago and Jongdae already dared to complain about snacks.

“I swear to God, Jongdae, you’re whinier than Yīnyǐng, and she’s the real baby here!” complained Kyungsoo while calling Yoonseo again to retreat the snacks back to the kitchen and gestured her to replace it with the new one.

Jongdae had the nerves to smile in a bashful way, only to look around in not-so-subtle way looking for a certain butler, and if he dares to think it as subtle, he clearly had all this misconception about being subtle inside his head, “I’m not... whining or anything, I’m just curious what other snacks that you have, Soo,”

Kyungsoo looked at him in a deadpan expression. He’s holding Yīnyǐng close to his heart and Jongdae couldn’t leave the baby and him alone, playfully jab her chubby cheeks repeatedly, or just feed her the snacks that served in the drawing-room. His omega father engaged in fiery conversation with Minseok hyung and his mother’s alpha sister—Jongdae’s mother, Dong Yi, meanwhile his alpha mother showed something in her phone to unimpressed Lu Han and his husband who seems like forcing himself to find whatever that his mother showed him is interesting enough to get some reaction from him.

Kyungsoo rolled his eyes when he caught his husband stealing some glances at him and laughed nervously at Kyungsoo’s mother when she asked something.

“But seriously, I’m just kidding, I’m fine with the current snacks, Soo,” said Jongdae suddenly, still poke Minseok’s daughter playfully, “what gender do you think Yǐngyǐng in the future, Soo? She looked unbothered enough to be Beta,”

Kyungsoo snorted, “if she’ll be unbothered, she should be an Alpha,”

Jongdae peek curiously at his words, “really? By the way, where’s your butler, Soo?”

Kyungsoo raised his eyebrows so far it might disappear into his hairline. “So, that’s what your motivation to come in our family brunch, huh? Not because you are genuinely curious about my cooking,”

“What? No, no, I’m dying to taste your food but…” Jongdae stopped in his speech and gesture to the far side of the room, “but speaking of the devil, seeing him again is not that bad,”

“What are you talking about? He…” shouldn’t be here was dying inside Kyungsoo throat when he followed the line of vision where Jongdae gestured and found their family butler, Baekhyun, wore his very deadly expression and seems like whispering in a rush to Chanyeol’s ear that completely changes the air in Chanyeol’s face. Without a second glance, he left his conversation with Kyungsoo’s mother, Lu Han, and vanished outside of the drawing-room.

Kyungsoo furrowed his brows at the sudden flip of personality, usually no matter how urgent whatever things that Baekhyun came to tell his husband, he usually will pay attention a little and greet everyone’s goodbye. Kyungsoo returned his attention to Jongdae and his niece, who now both talk in baby language that Kyungsoo didn’t understand but couldn’t seem to really find himself to care. He’s sure his husband will come back in no time and explain it to him.

Only, his husband didn’t come back even one hour later. When everyone’s belly is already full and conversation threw lazily because they wait for his mother to wrap the event. Yīnyǐng now back with Minseok and Han and they both looked like foolish parents who never stop coo-ed at their daughter. Yīnyǐng clearly enjoyed the attention though, because she moved non-stop even after spending the last three hours awake with all the adults surrounding her. When he couldn’t help himself again, he told his mother to wait a moment while he looked for Chanyeol and retreated from the room.

Kyungsoo found Chanyeol quick enough, from the gap between Chanyeol’s home-office door, and of course, he didn’t hesitate to step inside the room. Kyungsoo stepped inside the room at the same moment he saw Chanyeol throw some stuff near the direction of where Kyungsoo is.

Kyungsoo blinked. Kyungsoo is only a meter away from stuff that Chanyeol threw in the room—or to be specific, the desk lamp to the walls beside Kyungsoo.

The first thought that crossed Kyungsoo's mind was what Yoonseo said yesterday regarding an aspect that is still yet to change from Chanyeol.

Kyungsoo was stunned, eyes wide, and locked his eyes with Chanyeol whose eyes were comically large knowing Kyungsoo was present in the same room with him, clearly surprised. Baekhyun stood in the far side of the room, seeming awkward with the silence that fell eventually between Kyungsoo and Chanyeol. The crushes sound from the poor lamp somehow sounds better than this silent battle that Kyungsoo shared with his husband.

Knowing no one will take action to breach the silence between them, Kyungsoo cleared his throat and told Chanyeol what he originally had in mind when he excused himself from his parents to look for Chanyeol.

“Mama will close the event soon, Yeol,” announced Kyungsoo—got no reaction from Chanyeol—Kyungsoo glanced at the broken lamp and realize there are also other thrown things that lie around the shiny floor—books, paper, pen, a broken box...

“You can come anytime you want after you... ehm… finish your business in… here,” said Kyungsoo. 

Chanyeol still froze like a statue. A tired sigh was heard instead from Baekhyun. Kyungsoo smiled at him in instinct and bowed his head before he closed the door quietly behind him, leaving no gap, so no one will peek inside and notice the mess inside the room. He wore his expressionless expression first before he came inside to the drawing-room, perfectly hiding his thundered emotions, and proceeded to tell the rest of his family that they could wrap the event without Chanyeol since his alpha husband was currently—occupied.

***    

Kyungsoo’s noisy family went to their respective homes one by one quite late in the afternoon. While Kyungsoo busying himself as a good host he is, along with Yoonseo, Mina, Sunyoung—their other maids and later joined by Baekhyun himself, Kyungsoo couldn’t help himself feeling worried about Chanyeol whereabouts. Baekhyun, who only joined him before he bids his goodbye to Jongdae, only gave him a curt nod and that’s it. His face looked tense, though. When Jongdae’s family car finally vanished from everyone’s peripheral vision, all his maids and Baekhyun stood like a statue on his left and right side, Kyungsoo muttered the words that had been plaguing his mind for quite some time after he saw unusual fury outburst from Chanyeol.

“He refused to see me, huh?” asked Kyungsoo while staring at their front yard.

Yoonseo, Mina, and Sunyoung quiet of course noticing the drop in the atmosphere after all of their guests go home.

“Soo-ssi, Chanyeol never meant any harm in the first place…” started Baekhyun but Kyungsoo turned his head and looked at him with a cold look and he sighed, “I mean… I guess it’s better for him to explain it by himself,”

“Well, glad I plan that as well,” comment Kyungsoo dryly and turned his body completely to leave everyone who was still crowded on their front porch.

Kyungsoo opted to look for Chanyeol originally back in his office room, but find none, and the room even if it’s not as messy as before, the missing of the desk lamp is solid proof whatever that happened hours ago was indeed real. Kyungsoo, keen to hear whatever things that Chanyeol wants to talk to him, try to look for Chanyeol again, more focused around their huge house. He looked everywhere, turned to the kitchen and staff quarter below but found nothing. Their staff has been around one and two but no one actually saw him. Kyungsoo started to look at their bedroom and other rooms upstairs but also found none. When he noticed that the lighting outside near their barely finished garden seemed brighter than usual, along with rustle sound heard here and there, Kyungsoo turned his body and tried to reach the garden as fast as his body can.

Kyungsoo just reached their garden with his pants breath when he noticed Chanyeol was buried deep far inside their garden area. His back face Kyungsoo when Kyungsoo walked slowly to approach him and even if Kyungsoo is already quite good enough to pick the air or sense Chanyeol’s mood because of their tangled scented to each other, and Kyungsoo never sense this kind of mood from Chanyeol before and this mood was so… sad.

Kyungsoo take a good look at Chanyeol’s broad back and how he squatted down to do whatever things he needs to do on the poor soil, but this Chanyeol has nothing to look alike his usual Chanyeol, proud alpha, composed, sure, and always loving to Kyungsoo, this Chanyeol looked tiny, unsure, his mood and scent were sad and distress, and more importantly, for the first time Kyungsoo realize how lonely Chnayeol’s back look in front of him. As he decided to carry all the burdens in the world on his shoulder and realize whatever he’s doing now is not working anymore.

Sometimes around Kyungsoo who still carefully examine Chanyeol’s mood, Chanyeol had turned his head and looked at Kyungsoo who stood behind him a little too far from his current position.

That’s where he is also painfully aware of how vulnerable and lonely Chanyeol has been when he’s alone and not with Kyungsoo. His expression is dull and his eyes seem scared—really different from Chanyeol that he usually sees.

Even Chanyeol flinched when Kyungsoo stepped further to reach him.

“Yeo…” started Kyungsoo.

Chanyeol is still quiet. His lips pressed into thin lines and he only glanced tentatively to Kyungsoo over his shoulder. His back face at Kyungsoo’s front.  When Kyungsoo was about to open his mouth again, Chanyeol beat him to talk with his hand up and proceeded to pour words that surely made Kyungsoo’s heart free fall to the ground.

“It’s okay. I’m okay if you want to divorce me anytime you want, I’m not gonna make fuss from it and I will definitely not gonna take over this house, I bought this for you after all,” said Chanyeol fast “just.. just please don’t tell the media until I’m ready….”

Kyungsoo blinked. Once. Twice. Until he was really sure that his Chanyeol clearly talked about divorce. In his mind, since he is still too shocked to process whatever things that Chanyeol said, he instead speaks whatever things crossed his mind first.

“Why?” was all Kyungsoo’s response to Chanyeol.

Chanyeol looked at him directly in his eyes now, he sighed and stood up from his position and continued to stare dagger at Kyungsoo. Feels like he tried to bore some holes inside Kyungsoo’s head when instead he realized Chanyeol’s eyes were too sad to come as angry looks. His eyes scream and feel dejected and—currently glassy.

“I may look like I didn’t notice, but I’m not stupid either, Soo. I know something happening between us, I’m not sure what is it, but I know at least something going on inside your mind and I’m upset because I don’t know what or why…” said Chanyeol, his tone soft and his eyes still locked with Kyungsoo’s eyes, “and please don’t deny it, I see how you looked at me sometimes, how you try to… I don’t know, silently observing my reaction, baiting me to argue with you but I know I can’t do it, I’m not supposed to get angry with you and that’s how I tried hard to…”

Chanyeol inhaled and exhaled his breath. He closed his eyes, expression looked defeated.

“...to make sure you’re well taken care of, but then you started to avoiding me and brush off my offers for you and I think it quite takes a lot for me because, just now, I just… just exploded when I run into trouble from works,” continued Chanyeol, clearing his throat, “and now you finally see that how a terrible spouse I am and how temperament I could be when I can’t hold it back….”

Kyungsoo is still looking back at the dejected looks that came from his husband for one year and a half. His mind travels back to what Yoonseo said to him yesterday of how there’s still one aspect that hasn't changed in Chanyeol and how he could look that maybe this is the side of Chanyeol that he hides all this time from Kyungsoo.

Only, he doesn’t understand why Chanyeol needs to hide it though.

“Yeol….” started Kyungsoo again, Chanyeol still looks sad but Kyungsoo knows he has to be careful to breach this topic as well—since he finally gets Chanyeol to talk—but keen to reassure his alpha that he is nowhere near angry or disgusted to display of Chanyeol’s anger back then in Chanyeol’s office room, that’s why he started by calling the nickname, “...why do you think that you can’t get… angry? At me? May I know why, Yeol?

Chanyeol’s eyes turned dark and he opted to look away from Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo slightly frowned at Chanyeol’s reaction but he still waited for Chanyeol to explain it more to him.

“Why? I can’t believe you asked that, of course, because that’s not an alpha behavior from our class? At least from your class and status,” answered Chanyeol in a high-pitched voice, he looked like he tried hard not to laugh bitterly, “I’m not trying to offend you, but I know what kind of Alpha that belong to our society Soo, at least like our parents and also from your circle, since my parents always force me to adapt into that kind of attitude, they always told me to be a leader, took over the company and all other bullshit, learning to be considerate, not impulsively talking about anything but believe me… I despise all of that, all those posh attitudes never really fascinate me, especially when my father drove my brother to marry early in his life…”

Chanyeol took a pause from his rambling and started to talk again, but now though, he turns his head to look at Kyungsoo’s eyes again and there’s sudden fire and also—dare for Kyungsoo to say—shame, in his eyes?

“No offense, darling, but anyone from noble family—like you, will never be the type that will interest me, my fathers have their company to make a name of themselves but they want more, status—just like what your family had, they did everything to make sure our family secure in our elite class and to be very honest, that disgusts me the most,” Chanyeol took a breath again before exhaling it roughly, his ears, cheeks, and nose little bit red, maybe really shy and shame for the first time to tell Kyungsoo about this, about life that he never once shared to Kyungsoo, “so when he tried to direct me to drift apart from my passion, I did everything to go away from them yet they did everything to make sure I’m staying, I start to disobeyed them, to disagree with what they said—always end up with us fighting anyway, well, I also get into fights more during my younger year, I got into part time jobs to piss them off and I believe my fathers will be ashamed if they knew it…”

Chanyeol blushed. Kyungsoo narrowed his eyes to look at Chanyeol suspiciously.

“Not what you have in mind Soo, I just… well, forget it, I just tried hard to not get into what my fathers expected from me until I think when they couldn’t take it anymore, they brought me back to home forcefully—after I ran away from home, they captured me and cut all of the financial expenses if I didn’t go out the way they want, and finally they said to me if I don’t want to get into the family business, and after meeting you I still don’t want to go, they will eventually release me from family duty and they will let me go….”

“Let go as in…” trailed Kyungsoo but Chanyeol quickly cut his words.

“They will finally disown me,” said Chanyeol easily.

Kyungsoo held his breath. His eyes widen, slowly to realize what Chanyeol has done and been through in order to be where he is right now.

“I don’t know what happened in the process Kyungsoo, I’m… I’m really sure I agree to meet you only to hold onto hope that I will finally get my freedom after agree to meet you, especially because you come from… family that my fathers worked their ass off to get a connection with, all those royal blood and prestige names in our society, maybe part of myself too, hate what my fathers did to me and my brother that because their vow to make our family become an inner circle of the socialite, they abandon us and never really pay attention to what I want, what my brother wants, our achievements and only spend their time when they home occupied in their office, and they suddenly very attached to me when they need a successor for their business and made me meet you only to have us marry each other…” explained Chanyeol thoughtfully, his eyes looked up at the dark night sky above eerily melancholy, and there’s a hint of sadness in his voice that Kyungsoo scents also with the feeling of nostalgia from Chanyeol’s story.

Chanyeol then looked down into his own hands who were dirtied by their garden soils and looked defeated.

“But then... then I got to meet you. And I… I fell in love with you. I still despise people like you, no offense, but then I met you and how… kind and lovely you are when we met and how I realize that if I never was born into my family... I will never have a chance to meet you, hell, I will never have a chance to see you up close even when we had a chance to meet in passing,” Chanyeol explained more and now there’s flush in his cheeks that for the first time doesn’t resemble shame or guilt, “because… people like you… won’t end up with people like me…”

“So, I… I change a lot after that, I saw how you talked and how you carry yourself in front of people and how… fucking highly you are whenever we met, no wonder my parents want me to see you, they tried to educate me of there’s a reason why people want to be wed or together with your family I think, and it just not you, your parents, your brother, they’re all kind enough to me despite my—well—reputation and on top of everything… you agree to marry me,”

“Yeol…” started Kyungsoo but Chayeol held his hand up weakly, signaling he intended to finish his rambling.

“I know if I act like the way I used to, you will never agree to marry me, I was expelled from high school two times you know? From fighting and later because I have too much rage for everyone’s liking, a considerate alpha-like how your mother carries herself is and leads her family? Pfft, please, I’m nowhere near that, I spent a lot of time trying to fix my issues and try to fit for what you expect from an alpha, I asked around about your preference, your ideal type, your… former lovers, I even know how your ex looks like even though you never explain it to me and realize how different we really are and I thought myself if being a fitting alpha and run this company shit was what it takes for you to be with me, then hell I’ll fucking do it, I changed everything, I started to mind my speaking, my manner and I really did try to be what you expect me for, Soo…” Chanyeol breathes quite hard right now, “I know, I can’t keep this up forever but if you can be with me a little longer then I don’t mind continuing to act like an alpha that will deserve you more, because I really believe, for someone… someone like you, Soo, I never want you to get someone who is less worth than what you deserve….”

“Chanyeol,” cut Kyungsoo firmly. He heard enough. He could see from where this doubt coming, Chanyeol obvious insecurity to his family status, to his status, he knows he should feel insulted when Chanyeol bluntly expresses his distasteful about his family and their society, but well—it’s just not him who thought like that and he finds there’s a more urgent matter that he needs to sort out for the sake of their relationship. Of how highly Chanyeol thought of him and disregards his own trait meanwhile what makes Kyungsoo love him the most because of how determined and dedicated Chanyeol is on a daily basis…

“Did you just say…. That… that you fall for me because of my family? Because of my status…” started Kyungsoo unsure and internally embracing himself in case, after all, Chanyeol’s projection on his family was what made Chanyeol fall in love with him but Chanyeol quickly cut his words again.

“What? No. I never, I just think that a person like you, someone as lovely as you definitely fit more into your family and even if without all the status and class from our society….”  Kyungsoo waited and the looks of brutal honesty from Chanyeol in his eyes looked back into his eyes, “I will still fall in love with you because you’re you, you’re my Kyungsoo, it’s really hard to not fall in love with you from the first sight because how kind you are to me back then…”

Chanyeol stopped speaking. Kyungsoo also looked at Chanyeol and he’s sure that his own eyes screaming love loudly to Chanyeol—how could Chanyeol even miss that? But for some time they both only looked at each other eyes with silence engulfing their surroundings and at that moment Kyungsoo took several steps until he stood in front of his alpha husband, his Chanyeol, leaving only little distances. He took a tentative touch to Chanyeol’s arm and Chanyeol didn’t refuse it.

“Soo, I’m sorry that I failed to be the perfect spouse for you, hell, I know I will be eventually failed anyway, I even failed to finish this garden for our second wedding anniversary…” said Chanyeol, hung his head low and refuse to look at Kyungsoo’s eyes even after Kyungsoo touched his arm “guess, now really is the end, huh…”

Kyungsoo hums and tilted his head to the side, looking fondness to Chanyeol who currently looks small, tired, and unaware of a sudden flare of love that bubbling inside Kyungsoo’s heart. It’s not that Kyungsoo is blind or anything, he is indeed right, there is stuff that Chanyeol hide from him, but listening to his story, his explanation and his thoughts about Kyungsoo happiness so much that he refuses to get his final freedom from his family and instead choose Kyungsoo and took all the burdens to lead their family and business enterprise do nothing but skyrocketed Kyungsoo’s love for Chanyeol. His heart swells and he just wants to hug Chanyeol and tell him that he’s doing nothing but great to be Kyungsoo’s spouse, and pitying Chanyeol a little bit that he never once confided these thoughts to Kyungsoo. But he needs to do another thing to sort out their story.

“I just want to ask Yeol, is the ideal type that you thought will be my type mostly coming from people around us telling you of how my last ex-alpha lover? Since I have the longest relationship with her,” asked Kyungsoo softly and intertwined their fingers in the process.

Chanyeol looks like deer in the headlights and nods slowly.

Kyungsoo chuckled. Chanyeol didn’t refuse his hold on his hands and Kyungsoo took the opportunity to give an insight, one or two about his failed relationship before from first-hand experiences to Chanyeol.

“For starter, I never know I had ideal type on alpha or lover until you told me just now, darling,“ said Kyungsoo playfully, caressing Chanyeol’s hands and step further into Chanyeol’s personal space, “if that’s what it looks like on the outside, I never took notice of it, Yeol. I just choose someone that I like to be my partner and that’s it and… my last lover, my ex, an alpha where you got the intention that I need someone’s perfect only to be with me, yeah, her…”

Kyungsoo felt how Chanyeol tensed slowly in his hold.

“The perfect alpha that everyone’s told you, I threw away my life for her yet she threw me away for her career,” was what Kyungsoo chose to say to Chanyeol. Chanyeol snapped his head so fast to look at Kyungsoo and he knew he said the right things because of how disbelieve and angry Chanyeol suddenly looks from his words alone.

Kyungsoo smiled weakly at Chanyeol.

“She hurt me, Chanyeol… so much that at that time I wondered will I ever be the same again after been through that kind of heartbreak, you have no idea what I’ve been through for her, and yet when I asked her to settle down with me, she chose to leave me….” said Kyungsoo softly, he has no lingering feelings whatsoever from his past but the wound from all his failed relationship before is as clear as the night sky above and one of the reasons he didn’t mind to meet Chanyeol back then also in order to look for new love, to brave himself to embrace love again despite the heartbreak that he felt before, “those alphas that you just heard in passing, they might be really admirable on the outside but all of them also end up leave me and break my heart, in the end, are you really sure that kind of alpha that you took for example as my ideal type is still the right people for you to take an example of?”

Chanyeol’s hand leaves Kyungsoo's hand, moves, and places it around Kyungsoo’s waist. He holds tight to Kyungsoo's body, but Kyungsoo despite all the gestures that Chanyeol gave to him, proceeds to sort out their talks anyway.

“Soo…”

“So, Chanyeol, look me in the eyes…” Kyungsoo said firm and he touched Chanyeol’s hand on his waist gently, and against all the odds of Kyungsoo’s firm tone, Chanyeol dare to look at Kyungsoo’s eyes, and Kyungsoo really sure, the one who had glassy right eyes now is not just Chanyeol anymore.

“Will you be that kind of alpha who strings me along with all of the acts that you have right now and soon…” Kyungsoo cleared his throat, his voice already cracked, “soon, once you’ve got enough of me, you will eventually leave me, break my heart in the process—”

“No! No, never, I won’t, please, Kyungsoo,” cut Chanyeol, high-pitched voice in the process, and Kyungsoo finds himself embraced by Chanyeol’s body, holds him tightly and automatically tug at Kyungsoo shoulder to place his head directly near to Chanyeol’s heart.

“—and because if that’s what you plan, then let’s break it off everything now,” muffled voice sound from Kyungsoo even though Chanyeol sure tries to embrace him just to make a point, well, Kyungsoo also have a point to make here, “because I’ve been madly in love with you, really love you so much that you have no idea..”

“No! Please, I don’t want to break up...” said Chanyeol breathless, Chanyeol’s expression looked frantic and hurting but otherwise he seems more sure of their relationship than just now, his glassy eyes with unsure and dull expression gone replaced by fiery passion and the loving looks he has that Kyungsoo love so much is back, “I will… I will never do that to you, Soo, never and please... I love you so so much,”

Chanyeol cupped Kyungsoo’s face and Kyungsoo leaned his head more to the side to feel Chanyeol’s wide palms close to his cheeks. “Yeah, I know sweetheart, that’s why all of this, all of this thought from you that you need to fit in into a certain type of lover…” Kyungsoo laughs a little, started to feel amusement (only a little), “...is also hurting me Yeol, knowing that you need to hide some parts of yourself because you afraid it’ll make me go away is hurting me, because that’s mean I failed to be a trusted lover for you, right?”

“Nooo! No, please, don’t ever think like that Soo, I will…” Chanyeol’s eyes are glassy again, he presses his lips hard, releases them, and inhales a large amount of air to prepare himself another explanation, “I just… I just want to make you happy… I’m sorry… I’m sorry that I never properly explained this to you.. this other side of me, I just feel ashamed if you know it…”

Kyungsoo circling his hand to Chanyeol’s neck and tiptoed to kiss Chanyeol softly on his lips. It’s shut Chanyeol up and Kyungsoo took over his rambling anyway.

“I’m not gonna go mad just because you dare to call me out of my bullshit Chanyeol, nor if you tell me that you’re quite a rebel back then, besides I think your bad boy persona will look very sexy…” Kyungsoo laughed good-naturedly when Chanyeol blushed hard and choke on his saliva at the same time when Kyungsoo voice out his mind, “and… the reason that I’ve been so keen to distance myself from you and ignoring you”—Chanyeol coughed hard on this—” fine.. avoiding you and being difficult is because… I think to expand our family… to have either mini alpha, beta or omega to our household and I can’t help to think what a bad spouse I am if I can’t make you believe in me to completely open up yourself,”

Kyungsoo talked about it in a very shy tone, yet Chanyeol looks like a kid that had been told that the Christmas season arrived early, so he will get his present earlier and not so subtly has a very dazed expression on his face.

“Oh my God, you… you really love me,” said Chanyeol slowly and earned a playful slap on his biceps from Kyungsoo, “I was really sure you will divorce me after you saw me threw the fucking lamp…”

Kyungsoo laughed elegantly, closed his mouth a little because of how Chanyeol wording their exact situation. Well, he is indeed shocked at what Chanyeol did to the poor lamp, but to be fair, not that he never threw something worse to Minseok as well back when he was younger, but another story for another time maybe?

Kyungsoo now pulled Chanyeol closely to his side and gestured Chanyeol to walk back with Kyungsoo together to their warm house. He doesn’t know how long they were talking in their yet-to-finish garden, but he’s sure almost ninety percent of their problem has already been solved.

“Well, Yeol, I will definitely divorce you if you throw any lamp at me, but only after I throw the flower vase first to your face,” said Kyungsoo playfully, his words earned him a loud gasp from Chanyeol who is currently walking slowly beside him, “I’d rather have you mad at me when you feel to be mad, upset at me when you feel like it or angry at me if you need to release your anger rather than you pressed your emotion and then you found yourself cope it in an unhealthy way,”

Chanyeol looked at Kyungsoo thoughtfully. His eyes are soft and fondness seeps at the same time when he looked at Kyungsoo but he also sighed heavily realizing the fatal in his action, “I know it, babe, if I know I could just talk whatever things that had been bothered me, especially you who’s on my nerves in these past weeks, I will never hold back until I explode just like this afternoon…”

“What about that, then? Did something happen?” asked Kyungsoo.

“Well… since you... ehm… cold-shouldered me, I couldn’t think straight for these past days and concentrate at works, so I lose one of the most important projects today—” Chayeol gasp again at how Kyungsoo double his laughter but hold Chanyeol’s hand firmly, “—come on, Soo, it’s not funny! Baekhyun had been told me that it’s hopeless, but I still go for the project anyway and end up losing it,”

Kyungsoo wiped his tears from his laughter, “well, the more reason for you to never hold yourself back ever again, right? And to be fair, I almost got a heart attack just now when you talked about divorce” shot Kyungsoo between his laughter “and did you purposely tell everyone to not tell me about your bad boy phase, Yeol? I’m sure Seo-ah lost around fifty years of her age when you showed up yesterday,”

Chanyeol, who still gave a loud whine sound from his mouth, looked at Kyungsoo seriously and nodded at Kyungsoo's question. “Of course, I threaten them if they as much as dare to say anything about my past, if they still want to work here, of course, they should shut their mouth up,”

Kyungsoo slapped him in his biceps again for the nth time that evening alone. “That’s not how you run the staff in your household, Yeol, no wonder no one dared to look me in the eye as well when I first arrived here...” nagged Kyungsoo automatically, “you won’t give any trouble to Seo-ah, right?”

“Well…” trailed Chanyeol, side glanced at his eyes.

Kyungsoo narrowed his eyes to look at Chanyeol. Then Chanyeol sighed. “Fine, if you said so, Soo…”

Kyungsoo still tugged at Chanyeol’s ear for good measure anyway, and Chanyeol acted like Kyungsoo beat the shit out of Chanyeol. Only for Chanyeol laughed afterward and Kyungsoo giggled at Chanyeol’s act. Kyungsoo finds the sense of calm and serene seeps slowly into his senses, realizing that his husband feels much more relaxed than when he saw him alone deep inside their yet to finish flower garden. They strolled slowly into their house with nothing to rush them and enjoy a healthy amount of words banter between them. Kyungsoo responding to Chanyeol’s antics and enjoying the peaceful evening between them. He still reminds Chanyeol gently to never ever hold back again though, knowing it will influence Chanyeol’s emotion and will stress him. They had a good time taking their dinner and later shower together as well. Only after Kyungsoo safely locked inside their spacious bedroom, cornered Chanyeol into their bed headboard, straddle Chanyeol’s thigh, and with both his hands caged Chanyeol between it, Kyungsoo remember that he needs to sort out another urgent matter.

“Soo…” said Chanyeol slowly “what did I do this time?”

Kyungsoo squinted his eyes to see Chanyeol right in the eyes. “Tell me Chanyeol, during our lovemaking, did you also happen to hold yourself back?”

Chanyeol’s expression seems unreadable for a moment before it turns a little darker. Only a little, Kyungsoo internally tsch.

“I… I’m not sure about it honestly,” answered Chanyeol slowly, he put both of his hands to Kyungsoo’s hips and started to caress it like an instinct.

“Which part are you unsure of?”

“This…” gestured Chanyeol vaguely with his chin, “I don’t have that many lovers in the past…” blushed Chanyeol, “I always in the middle of something else, either fight with my father or get detention from school… by the time we met, it had been only casual fuck until I met you,”

Kyungsoo took everything that Chanyeol said thoughtfully, unconsciously turned his head to the side, to stare at their bedside table. Now unsure of how he could tell Chanyeol that he loves if his lover fucking him rough, pulling his hair, or slap his bottom without sounding too slut for the sake of his good reputation—at least in Chanyeol’s eyes. Kyungsoo bit his lips in his thinking process without realizing the darker lust shined in Chanyeol’s eyes mirroring Chanyeol’s feeling for Kyungsoo in front of him.

“But…”

Kyungsoo turned his head again at Chanyeol’s face, looking a little bit hopeful.

“But... since I love you so fucking much... I also want to know what happens if I fuck you…” said Chanyeol again, slow with emphasising each sentence, “bend you in a half with my knot inside you... filling you full with my seeds… until you can’t think anything other than me,”

Kyungsoo looked at Chanyeol in awe.

“Yeah, if I do all that without any restraint…. without holding back… I wondered also what will happen, Soo,” finished Chanyeol, looks of lethal graced his almond-shaped eyes and Kyungsoo never realized in span of a minute, since when that Chanyeol’s grip started a little too hard on his hips? Well, not that Kyungsoo complained about it. This is exactly the looks and reaction that he waits for months from Chanyeol. So, for the sake to put more spiciness in his too-vanilla-sex-life for his liking, Kyungsoo acts fast on his sultry instinct.

Kyungsoo removes his own hands from Chanyeol’s left and right side body, put them on Chanyeol’s shoulder, started circling them around Chanyeol’s neck, and leaned his head forwards until his lips only left a millimeter against Chanyeol’s right ear.

“Then do it, baby, I’m yours,” whispered Kyungsoo softly, he felt Chanyeol’s left-hand slide down to his south region, “Do anything that you want to me, make me forget my name… make me that the only thing that I could remember is only yours,”

Chaneol grips his bottom hard now and growled. He flipped their positions in instant and hovering above Kyungsoo's body in no time. Eyes bright with the light of lust and desire heavily hooded his eyes when he looked at Kyungsoo’s eyes. Even his chest pant was a little too fast at that moment. Kyungsoo just slid his legs open and wider sensually to accommodate Chanyeol’s body more between it.

“I’ll fuck you hard until you can’t even walk, Soo…” Chanyeol slowly rubs his now-growing erection to Kyungsoo’s clothed dick. The friction makes Kyungsoo sigh happily. “Will make you could only remember me, only me….”

“Yeah, Yeol baby, do it,” responded Kyungsoo happily and Chanyeol dived down to finally claim Kyungsoo’s lips. Their first hungry kiss since they resolve their issue.

***

Safe to say that Kyungsoo could only remember Chanyeol’s name and walked funnily after that night. Even spent two days after it in his safe haven of fluffy pillows and his comfortable bed in his bedroom but he didn’t mind it one bit.

Chanyeol hysterically screamed in the morning after when Kyungsoo slid on his bathroom floor and fell on his butt but Kyungsoo dismissed it because this is what he wants. His stomach was full-on Chanyeol’s sperm that he is sure if he’s not in control he will already be pregnant with Chanyeol's offspring, even cums still trailed down hard through his thighs when he stood up but he felt sated, happy, and needed. Nothing could beat the fulfilled feeling he felt on the inside and heavy marks on the outside of his body from Chanyeol’s love. So, yea, fuck vanilla apparently after he knew Chanyeo could fuck him hard like that.

***

“Chanyeol, I swear, get out of there!” screamed Baekhyun from the other side of the door “you have a meeting in 30 minutes!”

Baekhyun continued to pound at the master bedroom door furiously, face red holding back to not curse at one and only master of the house with his current spouse now—Chanyeol and Kyungsoo.

“Shut it, Baek…” yelled Chanyeol back “I’m not done fucking tie the ribbons,”

“Well if you for once not insist on picking flowers, you’re not going to stress yourself over the ribbon!” shot back Baekhyun, with another decibel that cut through the peaceful morning in Chanyeol and Kyungsoo household.

Chanyeol ignored him and still muttered lowly to himself in frustration how big his fingers are to tie the tiny ribbons for flowers that he picked from the-still-hasn’t-finished-yet-garden in his house for his beloved husband who… silently watching the exchange of cursing between Baekhyun and Chanyeol.

“Baby, you’re awake..?” said Chanyeol unintelligently.

Kyungsoo lay on his side and looked at Chanyeol who sat on the edge of their bedsheets, struggling to keep the flowers intact with tiny burgundy ribbons circling each of the flower’s peduncles. Kyungsoo still looked at Chanyeol's poor attempt, not entirely to judge him but rather on amusement.

“Shit, fuck this!” said Chanyeol finally tossed the ribbons away from his hand, “here, babe,”

The fresh scent of lilies thrust into Kyungsoo's nose when he realized Chanyeol has been too late to keep the effort of his morning romantic ritual for Kyungsoo. Not that Kyungsoo mind it, he doesn’t mind if Chanyeol is absent to give him once or twice, hell even in months if Chanyeol thought it was too much for him. But then Chanyeol said the reason why to give him the flowers in every morning, even if it means only a flower, it also to remind Chanyeol himself that as flowers who needed care, water, and also sun ray to make it blooms, Kyungsoo for Chanyeol also needs his care and love in order to make it bloom, the flowers could be Chanyeol to Kyungsoo or vice versa—Kyungsoo flushed of how bashfully Chanyeol looked when he explained this—or could represent their relationship, it could only bloom beautifully if it got the right amount of love and care from both Kyungsoo and Chanyeol.

“Wow, he’s naturally romantic that I can’t even make fun of him” was what Kyungsoo’s mind unhelpfully supplied and he was wise to keep it to himself when Chanyeol finished explained his reasoning why he gives Kyungsoo flowers every day.

So, with the fresh fragrance coming from the set of Lilies that Chanyeol picked especially for him, Kyungsoo pushed himself to sit straight and leaned his body calmly to the headboard and took the flowers slowly from Chanyeol’s hand.

Kyungsoo closed his eyes to scent the flowers deeply, he eerily felt Chanyeol gazed at him and when he opened his eyes again, Chanyol already looked at him expectantly. Baekhyun continued to scream still heard outside their bedroom door and ironically played as an unromantic back sound to the romantic scene between Kyungsoo and Chanyeol’s morning scene.

“I love it, thank you, darling,” said Kyungsoo and closed his eyes again when Chanyeol leaned his body forwards to kiss Kyungsoo full on his lips.

They parted the kissed and Chanyeol smiled, put his large arms to Kyungsoo’s plump cheek, caress it like it's the most valuable thing in this world for him.

“I love you,” said Chanyeol sappily.

“I love you too,” responded Kyungsoo without missing a beat, who hugged the flowers closely to his chest.

“Chanyeol, please fucking fire MEEE!” yelled Baekhyun break whatever bubble that happened inside the bedroom.

“Don’t fucking curse at me, I’m your master in the house!” shot Chanyeol grumbling at almost non-stop screaming from Baekhyun, “I swear to God, find a fucking mate, true love of yours and you won’t be as bitter as this Baek!”

A loud thud is heard from the other side of the Chanyeol and Kyungsoo’s door and it's quite finally. Chanyeol got up from his position and stretched his body lazily, tie still hanging loosely around his shoulder and his vest still unbuttoned inside his jacket suit.

“Chanyeol… let me tie it,” said Kyungsoo absentmindedly while he put the lilies carefully on the bedside table beside him. Chanyeol obeyed it and bent his neck in order for Kyungsoo to be able to reach it and started to tie the tie quietly. Chanyeol looked at his eyes darkly, but Kyungsoo put all of his mind to the task in his hands. True to his words, Chanyeol never holds anything back anymore. He is fully aware that every day has been struggling for him to get up early, pick any suit to impress his peers in the office, remember to not chew loudly or give snarky comments to impolite acquaintances in his office, and of course, another rough surface that Chanyeol made known for Kyungsoo, how jealous and possessive he could be with Kyungsoo. It feels like Kyungsoo just opened up the new territory of Chanyeol’s side and learned to love him all over again, but how could he not? When Chanyeol pushed himself hard to learn basic economy for his works—something that doesn’t quite well know because Chanyeol graduated from music production, spent amount more than healthy hours to learn about his father's company in order to avoid bankruptcy and of course the least that Kyungsoo could do is to love him unconditionally.

It just so easy to love Chanyeol who dedicated his time to start all over again and with determination clear in his flow of action, Kyungsoo never sure when will Chanyeol be tired to work his ass off but he complained about how incompetent Chanyeol co-worker is in the middle of their dinner, another complains that he swore it’s illegal to made contract in one language, especially in Mandarin not in Korean because that made him looked like an idiot in front of their business partner, and leaned his body tiredly to Kyungsoo later on their bed, alone and safe in the safety of their spacious bedroom. It was… odd to feel after how happy and shiny Chanyeol always looked but this brand new Chanyeol, this new attitude of his made Kyungsoo realize how much he missed Chanyeol’s struggling behind his back.

Kyungsoo just finished buttoning up Chanyeol’s vest when Chanyeol broke his train of thought.

“Still not gonna divorce me? Because now you know I’ve got a shit hand to tie the ribbon and ties,” said Chanyeol, eyes still shine darkly with lust and glint of playfulness also present. The corner of his lips curls just a little, though.

“And set you free from your duty to finish the garden? Not a chance,” commented Kyungsoo, tap the vest, tie and look over overall Chanyeol appearance, come to sit down on his ankle, and looked up and dow at Chanyeol’s overall look. Finally presentable.

Chanyeol whined. “I swear to God, I’m not gonna finish it, I already call real gardener to finish the fucking garden, since we both suck at it,”

Kyungsoo laughed good-naturedly. “About time, baby, now, go! Before Baek submit his resignation letter to you,”

Chanyeol bent his body again to let Kyungsoo on his chest, silently giving him courage meanwhile he kissed Kyungsoo’s cheek and Kyungsoo back to settle on the nest in the headboard of his bed.

Only when Kyungsoo realized Chanyeol was already halfway to step outside from his bedroom that he heard a faint murmur coming from Chanyeol.

“Soo… I... I will prepare other things for our second anniversary, don’t… don’t worry!” mumbled Chanyeol with his back facing Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo snapped his heads up quickly and before he could ask further about these ‘other things’ Chanyeol already vanished and closed their bedroom door leaving Kyungsoo alone with the lilies flower with him. And apparently, during the revelation of Chanyeol's bad boy side to Kyungsoo, Kyungsoo doesn’t realize that time flew so fast that he almost reached his second year of marriage in a month. And since their pathetic garden it’s nowhere near finish one day, Chanyeol threw the slope to the ground and announced that he will call the gardener to fix their garden.

Kyungsoo lies and the quietness that spread through his bedroom that he shared closely with his alpha husband lulled him to feel sleepy again. With a faint scent from Chanyeol lingering around the room and the strong bouquet from the fresh lilies tangled the scents, mixed it into something way more powerful to calm his sense, body, and mind. Kyungsoo slides down slowly and back to layer himself with his comforter, lay on his side, and the last thing that crossed his mind was he will never complain if he woke up every morning, every day like this for the rest of his life.

Kyungsoo closed his eyes and went back to sleep again with a smile.

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