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[INB100 announces that Baekhyun is in a relationship with a non-famous person, and they plan to get married in the coming months]
The news came as a complete shock to the idol's fandom. They were expecting a comeback after months of hiatus, not that he would soon be a married man.
Moreover, in the ten years that Baekhyun had been famous, there had been rumours of him dating people, and whenever he was seen publicly, he was always accompanied by his manager, Junmyeon or his best friend, Jongin. Fans couldn't even accuse the singer of dating either of them because everyone knew that the pair had been married for a long time.
However, the announcement was accepted well by his loyal fans, criticized by his haters, and angered a small group who could not understand how their favourite idol was going to marry someone when they were everywhere. Baekhyun went and never saw anyone relating to him in a romantically.
That's why, a couple of hours after the post on the company's account, people were waiting in front of a luxurious building for Baekhyun to come out and explain himself. In the eyes of a normal person, doing that was completely crazy, but for any celebrity, it was a common thing to encounter such fans, who thought they owned their lives and that everything had to be approved by them.
Meanwhile, the idol was relaxing in his flat, not even caring about what was happening to the networks after he asked his team to upload the statement.
Baekhyun raised her hand over her face and admired with a happy smile the engagement ring on her ring finger that her fiancé had given her a week ago at a romantic seaside dinner under a full moon on a fleeting trip to a beach in Jeju.
The singer found it amusing how his sasaengs, who claimed to know everything about him and even more, which is ridiculous, never found out about him on his nightly dates with his boyfriend, not even the times they went out in the sunlight.
He loved his career and his fans, but living with stalkers, even before he was sure he was going to debut, made him learn to hide from unwanted stares and lie from time to time about his location so as not to meet any of them.
The ringing of a mobile phone broke the silence of the living room, and Baekhyun lazily got up from the sofa to pick it up, seeing his manager's contact.
“Hi, Jun, is everything OK?”
“Hey, Baek, all in all, yes.” Junmyeon replied in a tired tone from the other side. “I wanted to tell you that, for the world's sake, don't even think about leaving your flat.”
“Huh? Why?” Baekhyun frowned at that. Even though it was night, he planned to go out to the shop two minutes away on foot and buy himself some snacks to satisfy his craving for something sweet.
“There are several fansites and sasaengs waiting for you at the entrance.”
“Isn't that the same thing?” The singer scoffed, ignoring everything else.
“Baekhyun, I'm telling you, don't go out.” The eldest challenged him.
“But I'm looking forward to eating something tasty.”
“What do you want? I'll ask Jongin to bring it to you because I'm still in the company…”
“I'm sorry, I got them all busy.” Byun apologized sincerely, pursing his lips in a slight pout. “And while I know you asked me to please not publicly announce my relationship, I'm tired of hiding, and it won't be easy to hide in the coming months.”
“Okay, I understand how you feel about your situation, but it wasn't the way, Baekhyun. You forced the staff to upload the statement by threatening to fire them, and you didn't even discuss it with anyone, not even your fiancé. ” The idol sensed his manager's frustration. “ I know you are the owner of the company, but that doesn't give you the right to always do things your way either, you have to think about the consequences and how it can affect all of us who work with you.”
“Junmyeon... I'm really sorry.” The singer's eyes stung with unshed tears. “Can I help you with anything now?”
“No, we are fine; your brother was a good choice as the new CEO; he is handling everything impeccably. So please, if you don't want to overwork us, stay inside the flat and don't come. I'll send Jongin to buy some snacks for you.”
“Well.” Baekhyun murmured softly, and when the call ended, he sucked in a deep breath and exhaled, trying to control his urge to cry for all that his hormonal moment had caused.
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The idol was watching a film when he heard the sound of the door and turned his head to see Jongin appear with several bags in his hands.
“I brought you a choice of sweet or savory snacks.” The newcomer said and walked towards him, leaving the bags on the coffee table, sitting down next to him.
“Thank you, Jongin.” The singer nodded with a faint smile but did not move from his place, turning his attention back to the screen.
“Won't you check what I brought you?” The dark-haired man furrowed his eyebrows.
Baekhyun shrugged and pointed at the screen.
“Shh , I'm watching Zootopia, and I don't want to eat anymore.”
Jongin opened his mouth to say something but closed it again, snorting in annoyance, and slumped back on the soft sofa, putting his head against the backrest and covering his eyes with one arm. He had been sleeping when his husband had called him to ask him to bring snacks for the idol, and now it turned out he didn't want any.
The singer looked sideways at his best friend and felt a little bad about making him go home in the middle of the night because of his cravings.
“Sorry, Innie.” Baekhyun muttered after a while. However, the brunette didn't even flinch and turned half his body to notice that his companion had fallen asleep. The singer let out a sigh and shook his head before picking up the remote to choose another movie. He should be sleeping, but he couldn't; he was waiting for something he knew wouldn't happen that night.
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Chanyeol yawned quietly as he watched the tall buildings pass by through the windows of the car his company assigned to take him home.
His job as a pilot meant that he was constantly travelling to different parts of the world every week. He was hardly ever in his flat, and his social skills had become a little rusty over the years. However, this latest return will be the start of a long holiday.
The tall man hadn't planned anything per se, but being at home, with no flight schedule to worry about, made him a little excited. Besides, he would be able to spend time with his adorable Maltese and the one he had to leave in his sister's care.
The pilot lived in a luxurious district, where celebrities also lived nearby, including a couple of actors and a world-class singer.
Anyway, he wasn't an avid fan of following artists, he wasn't even the social media type. He basically used his late-model mobile phone to receive calls from work or take pictures of some of the countries he visited and send them to the group chat with his family.
Chanyeol fell asleep halfway into his building and woke up completely when he heard the driver cursing underneath.
“Did something happen?” The pilot asked in a tired tone, as he rubbed his eyes and then looked at the watch on his wrist. It was a few minutes before three o'clock in the morning.
“I'm sorry, sir.” The man behind the wheel quickly apologized and pointed his finger to the front. “There seems to be a small crowd in the street where I have to drop you off, and it is also closed by a police car.”
Chanyeol leaned forward and squinted at where the driver was pointing, where indeed, meters away, there was a crossed vehicle blocking the way with flashing blue and white lights.
“Ah, that's fine.” The pilot let out a sigh, unbuckling his seatbelt and unlatching the door so he could open it. “I think I can make my way on foot from here, my building is halfway down the street and I might as well find out what's going on at this time of night.”
“Are you sure?” The driver asked hesitantly.
“Yes, thank you very much, have a safe trip home.” Chanyeol nodded with a tired smile, waving goodbye to the man as he got out and grabbed his carry on as well, which he always keeps by his side in the back seat to save himself some time.
The taller one started on his way with lazy steps, carrying his suitcase behind him. He passed the police car, which, despite having its lights on, had no policeman in sight.
Chanyeol watched the people gathered further down the street, taking up the whole street and finding their presence there interesting. Perhaps they were fans of a neighboring artist he had, but he had never seen too many of them in all the time he had lived in the area.
The taller could not help thinking that these people, instead of sleeping in the comfort of their homes, were camping out waiting for who knows. Finally, Chanyeol spotted two uniformed people talking to a small crowd almost at the entrance of his building.
The pilot came closer and closer until he reached them and stopped beside them, trying to listen to the conversation they were having. However, his presence caught the attention of those present, and they turned to look at him curiously.
“Can I help you with anything, sir?” One of the police officers asked him, looking him up and down. Chanyeol was still wearing his work uniform. “Are you lost?”
“No, I live in one of the buildings on this block and I would like to know what is going on. Why are there so many people?” The tall man questioned, tilting his head to one side.
“They are fans of an artist and are waiting for him to come out and make a statement.” The other officer responded with a hint of weariness in his voice. “We are here to keep order.”
“Can they do that? I mean, it seems a bit invasive for them to do something like that, can't they wait at home for statements from whoever it is? ” Chanyeol frowned, looking at the officers and then at the group of people who had both annoyed and tired expressions on their faces.
“We're in a public place , it' s not like we're going into the building and looking for Baekhyun door to door to explain the situation.” One of the fans spat, crossing his arms. Some of them agreed with what their peers said.
“Baekhyun?” Chanyeol asked in bewilderment. “The famous singer?”
“Yes, that's the one.” The same fan as before confirmed, nodding his head. “We are waiting for him to deign to appear in front of us. We've been waiting for hours, and, he hasn't even issued a letter of apology or explanation for the announcement his company made.”
The pilot arched his eyebrows, surprised by the way the guy was talking. Why were they talking about the singer as if they were the bosses or owners of his person, expecting him to come forward and apologize for whatever he did?
Chanyeol listened as the officers and the group of fans resumed their earlier talk, talking about the order at the entrance and that they did not cause disturbances that would disturb the neighbours in the neighbourhood.
The taller one was about to follow the few remaining meters to the entrance of the building when the voice of a different fan than the previous one made him stop his steps, due to the arrogant words that came out of his mouth.
< That fucker Byun has been making fun of all of us for years, saying he was single and had no intention of getting married, but look, we have a wedding coming up soon. And while we spent money on him for every comeback or release he did, he was probably spending it on his whore on duty, or maybe it's Baekhyun the relationship bitch. >
The pilot retraced his steps and stood in front of the group again, furrowing his eyebrows.
“Can you repeat the last thing you said?”
“What was that?” The man, a few inches shorter than Chanyeol folded his arms and gave him an annoyed look.
“On what you said about Baekhyun.”
“What a whore on duty or what is he the pe-” The guy didn't finish formulating the sentence when the pilot's fist hit him in the middle of his face. Chanyeol felt his fingers thunder, or maybe it was the other guy's nose.
“What the hell is wrong with you, asshole?” One of the girls in the group screamed in horror and tried to approach the man, covering her face with both hands, but was turned away. The officers had been stunned by the uniformed man's sudden attack.
“Ah, you idiot.” The beaten one uncovered his face with an expression full of fury, blood dripping from his nostrils. “I'm going to kill you!”
The guy lunged at Chanyeol and started a fight between the two. The officers finally reacted, trying to get between the two to separate them. However, the taller one unleashed fist after fist on the idol fan , taking a few blows on the other side but mostly dodging them.
It took a while for the police personnel to drive the pair away. However, Chanyeol was not resisting it; it was the other man who kept insisting on putting up a fight.
When they were meters apart, the pilot looked at him with a smirk. The tiredness he had had earlier dissipated from his body, and he was now overcome by adrenaline.
“That's for talking rubbish about my neighbour.” Chanyeol blurted out loud, running his hands through his tousled hair. “And because I'm sick of seeing all of you always hanging around here waiting for Baekhyun like fucking stalkers . Not just him, but any famous person who lives in this area.”
“You don't know anything!” Shouted the girl from before. “Baekhyun is what it is because of us and…”
Chanyeol shook his head and clicked his tongue.
“You're wrong, honey . An idol is who he is because of himself, you don't give the talent to the singer, you don't work hard to improve his skills, you only buy the finished product because you like the result.” The tall man took a silk handkerchief from his pocket, wiping the sweat he felt running down his forehead, looking at the small crowd scattered in front of the building where, on one of the upper floors, the person they were fighting over was perhaps sleeping peacefully. “ You are obsessed with wanting to possess the artist, but you can 't and that's why you stalk him, because you don't know how to separate your work life from your personal life .”
The pilot let out a sigh when no one seemed to answer him and turned his gaze to his suitcase a few metres away
“Can I go and get my sui-”
“I want to file a complaint against him, officer! Look how he has left me!” The booming shout of his opponent silenced him, as he pointed the gun at him. “I'm going to sue you, you fucking bastard.”
“Sue me.” Chanyeol rebutted him.
“Enough of this!” One of the police officers growled in annoyance, grabbing the other by the wrists to put him in handcuffs and proceed to push him towards the car. “They would both be taken to the police station.” The tall man felt the officer who had been standing next to him earlier also grab his hands and do the same.
“Mr. Park?” A grotesque voice called out to him, and he turned his head to see his building manager standing halfway down the stairs with a confused expression. He quickly climbed down the remaining stairs and approached him, ignoring the fans who were still there after hours. “What's going on?”
“Nothing.” The tall man tried to reassure him and give him a smile as he was pushed to start walking towards where the police car was parked.
“What do you mean, nothing? You're handcuffed and-”
“Mr. Choi, please can you take my suitcase and bring it inside, and contact my family as well? Thank you.” Chanyeol asked before moving further and leaving him standing back without giving him a chance to speak further.
The pilot was pushed into the back seat of the vehicle and groaned audibly when he heard the other man's spiel next to him. Ah, it's going to be a long ride to the police station.
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Baekhyun woke up when the gentle rays of the sun hit his face. He had forgotten to close the curtains when he went to lie down on his bed after getting bored with the last movie he had been watching, leaving Jongin sleeping on the couch, after bringing him a couple of blankets and pillows.
The idol felt the empty side, noting that it was cold, and grimaced. There was no sign that his fiancé had arrived last night. He woke up without much desire to have anything to do that day, determined to take a dip before having a healthy breakfast and taking his vitamins.
An hour later, he emerged from his room dressed in blue satin pajamas a little too big for him and walked towards the kitchen thinking what he could eat and remembered to check the bags his best friend had brought the night before. However, he stopped his steps at the entrance to the kitchen when he heard his best friend and manager mentioning his fiancé.
“How will we tell Baek that Chanyeol was arrested in the early hours of the morning?” He heard Jongin ask in a dismayed tone.
Baekhyun blinked at the shocking news and came in like a gust of wind looking for explanations.
“He told me that his last flight would be this afternoon and…” The idol ran his hands through his damp hair in an anxious gesture, looking at the pair of men who had guilty looks in their eyes in search of explanations. “Guys…”
Junmyeon let out a tired sigh and put down his cup on the counter to approach the artist. The manager took him by the hand and dragged him to the sofa, asking him to sit down before starting to talk about the situation.
“Listen Baek... A couple of hours ago, Seunghan came to bring Chanyeol's suitcase and told Jongin about this, so he called me to come over.” The older man sat down at the coffee table across from the singer.
“I don't understand…” The idol tilted his head to one side in confusion. “Is Yeol back yet?”
“He did come back, but he never set foot in the building.” The dancer added, handing a cup of tea to Baekhyun. “The building caretaker went to the Park family to report what was going on.”
“What time was that?” The little boy's hands gripped the cup tightly, feeling the heat in his palms.
“The Chanyeol thing? It was around three in the morning.”
“I was awake at that time.” Baekhyun exclaimed shockingly. “Why didn't I hear anything?”
“Is it because you live on the fifteenth floor?” Jongin scoffed, receiving a withering glare from the idol and a mild scolding from Junmyeon.
“Anyway... His sister and a lawyer are already with him. The Park family didn't want to tell you right away, thinking they could fix everything before you woke up.” The manager explained.
“I see...” Baekhyun licked his lips, trying to assimilate all the information. “But why…”
Jongin and Junmyeon shared a glance before revealing the truth.
“Well... I spoke to Yoora to find out how the case was going, and she told me that Chanyeol got into a fight with one of your fans at the entrance of the building.”
The singer's eyes widened in disbelief.
“A fight? You're joking, right?” The idol jumped up and put the cup on the table. “Why would he do that?”
“We don't know and…”
Baekhyun shook his head and furrowed his eyebrows, starting to get annoyed by the whole crazy situation.
Chanyeol was not one of those people who resorted to violence. He was a quiet, homebody, and part of his free time was spent taking walks in the park with Zzar while he worked at the company or fulfilling his idol schedule.
“Which police station is he at?” The idol asked suddenly, looking at them with determination.
“He's-” Jongin started to say before his mouth was covered by Junmyeon's hand.
“No, Baekhyun. You can't leave the building.” The manager spoke firmly. “There are still fans down there waiting for a fucking statement about your engagement and…”
“Fuck all that. ” Baekhyun turned around and walked towards the exit. “I'm going to go find Chanyeol and no one's going to stop me from doing that.”
“Baekhyun!” Junmyeon shouted in frustration, following him and watching as he grabbed his wallet with his car keys. “You can't do this!”
The young man ignored him and left the flat followed by the couple trying to convince him to return. However, Baekhyun was really stubborn and cared almost nothing about the consequences of his actions.
When he reached the lobby of the building, he stopped and the singer turned to look at his friends with furrowed brows.
“Here, Jongin.” He threw the keys to the dancer, but they fell at his feet because he didn't see it coming. “Go get my car.”
“Eh? But why would you-”
“Don't make me any angrier than I am.” Baekhyun sentenced and folded his arms. “Now listen to me, I'll apologise later for treating you like this.”
Jongin nodded with a click of his tongue and ran back to the lift to fetch the car from the underground car park.
“Baek-”
“Junmyeon, I'm really upset, I really am. But I'm also tired of this whole situation.” The idol points outside. “Could we have gone straight out from the car park? Of course, we could have. However, I want them to see that whatever they're expecting from me, they' re not going to get it. How many times did we legally proceed against them, and they still act like they shouldn't pay their fines? I'm never going to apologise for getting engaged to the love of my life.”
The manager sighed wearily. The artist was right. Because after the announcement that was published out of obligation, the team was not putting together any statement, but they were trying to make sure that it would cause the least impact on some actions or contracts, but nothing more.
“Okay, so what do you plan to do? Leave the building and listen to the criticisms or whatever they're going to tell you, let them take pictures and videos of you, and then upload them with some tabloid headline talking about how you're disrespectful and don't care about your fans?”
“You yourself know that those on the other side of the door will never be satisfied with anything I do. They are not my loyal fans.”
“I think I see your point.” Junmyeon ran a hand through his hair and looked him up and down. “Have you noticed that you're still wearing pajamas and bunny slippers?”
The singer's gaze suddenly softened, and he looked down at himself, forming a shy smile.
“Anyway, I'm sure I'll look nice in the photos.”
The manager rolled his eyes and was startled when his mobile rang. He pursed his lips into a firm line and looked at the younger man.
“Innie, he's waiting for us outside.”
Baekhyun nodded and took a deep breath.
“Come on, my fiancé is waiting for me.”
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The loud screams of the fans died down as the car doors closed.
As soon as they saw Baekhyun leave the building, they began to demand explanations, and apologies for his engagement. Most of them kept a safe distance from the entrance and the parked car, waiting for him and his manager, who was following closely behind.
However, the idol remained impassive and did not even look at anyone, let alone respond to their requests. That attitude might destroy the image he had worked hard for a decade, but he was about to start a new phase in his life, and perhaps leaving a bit of his celebrity side behind is a good start for him and his two favourite people.
Baekhyun's hand rested on his slightly bulging belly and caressed it over his satin shirt, smiling softly as he turned his gaze to the outside of the car and watched them drive away from their residence.
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Chanyeol snorted for the umpteenth time, getting up from the hard, uncomfortable chair so he could stretch his stiff body from sitting and sleeping intermittently for hours in that place.
The pilot didn't understand how they could still have him at the police station, if his sister and lawyer had gone for him some time ago, but they mentioned something about protocol and paperwork. The tall man rubbed his face wearily, he couldn't wait to get out of there and go home.
He was supposed to surprise Baekhyun by arriving earlier than expected from his last trip, but he couldn't bear to see all that crowd in front of his building waiting and talking contemptuously about his fiancé, so he dared to hit that guy without thinking about it. However, after a lot of thought, he realised that the whole situation happened because he thought of gossiping when he could have just walked away and not asked about anything. On the other hand, he feels proud of himself for defending his future husband.
Chanyeol glanced at the clock on the office wall and grimaced when he saw that it was almost ten o'clock in the morning. He just hoped that no one had notified Baekhyun about his arrest and would show up at his flat before noon. Although he didn't know how he was going to explain the bruises on his face.
The door to the room opened and a different officer from the previous night came in to tell him that he could leave. The taller one nodded slightly and walked behind him towards the lobby of the police station, where he was probably being waited on by Yoora.
However, he raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Baekhyun waiting for him with his sister, and the expression on his face told him that he was obviously not happy with the situation.
“Hey, hello.” The pilot waved shyly as he stood in front of them, running a hand over the back of his neck.
The idol's eyes stared at him before he suddenly reached out to grab Chanyeol's ear and pull it down, making the tall man shriek.
“Oh, Baekkie my love, please, it hurts.”
“Does this hurt?” The singer scoffed, throwing it back. “Do you think I have to wake up and find out that you've been detained since last night?”
“I-I'm sorry.” Chanyeol wrapped his hand around the other's wrist and tried to break the grip on his ear. “I-I wasn't thinking straight at the time, b-but I don't regret it.”
Yoora rolled her eyes at that and shook her head in amusement, starting to walk away from the pair and waving goodbye to the uniformed people who watched the scene with fascination because it's not every day you find Byun Baekhyun at your workplace, annoyed, but at the same time looking too cute in oversized pyjamas and bunny slippers.
“You'd better have a good explanation as to why you ended up here.” Baekhyun finally let go and looked at the bruised face of his tall fiancé.
“I swear I've got it...” Chanyeol nodded hesitantly, averting his gaze and looking around, stopping when he saw a pair of eyes gleaming in disbelief, causing him to smirk. The fan he'd hit in the early hours of the morning was still there, and his face was completely swollen around the side of his nose. He turned his gaze back to the little boy. “Can we go home now?”
“Yes, we can.” Baekhyun replied with a tired sigh and took the tall man's hand before dragging him to the exit. - But don't cry victory because when we get there, we'll talk about this.
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“Right... Start talking.” The idol stood in front of the pilot sitting on the couch, arms crossed and one eyebrow arched. The drive back to the flat had been completely silent, with only the radio on to make noise in the tense interior of Baekhyun's car being driven by Jongin.
Junmyeon and the dancer had said goodbye to them in the underground car park, leaving them alone from there because it was obvious that the engaged couple needed to be alone at this time.
Chanyeol licked his lips and took a deep breath.
“Can't I have a bath before we talk? Have you had breakfast? If you haven't, let me make the pancakes you like and…”
“No, I want to talk first.” Baekhyun shook his head. “You were supposed to arrive tonight, why did you lie to me about coming back?”
“I wanted to surprise you...” The pilot admitted sincerely. “However, I didn't expect a crowd in front of our building... I was actually curious about the amount of people present, which I'm used to every time I come back from a trip, so I went over to ask.”
Baekhyun nodded slightly.
“They were my fans or sasaengs whatever you want to call them.”
“I know.” The taller one responded with a grimace. “They were talking about an announcement and statements your company made, but when I was about to go on my way, one mentioned something about you being a bitch and-”
“And you hit him for that?” The idol expressed disbelief.
“Yes, you're my boyfriend and for them to talk about you like that... It upset me a lot, obviously I defended you by saying that you were my neighbour at the time, not caring that there were police officers present, but now... He was still there at the police station when you came after me, so rumours are bound to start, and I wouldn't want you to get caught up in that and…”
“Relax, Yeol.” Baekhyun slowly approached and sat down next to him, taking his large hands in his, stopping his lover's vomit of words. “I appreciate that you wanted to defend me, but... uhm, I brought that on myself.”
The taller one turned to look at him in bewilderment.
“What are you talking about, my love? How would you look for someone to talk about you like that?”
Baekhyun pressed his lips into a firm line and then let out a deep sigh.
“I announced our engagement to the whole world.” The singer confessed and Chanyeol gasped in surprise. “Actually, I forced the publicists to publish the news, and the company is in a bit of a mess at the moment.”
The little man laughed nervously and watched the taller man's face, waiting for his expression to change to one of utter disappointment, but nothing of the sort happened. There was only pure confusion and bewilderment.
“Baek... why did you do that?” Chanyeol let out in a whisper.
“I-I'm tired of hiding about us, and it's not fair to you either. I don't want you to be a secret forever.” The idol swallowed and tightened his grip on his hands. “I understand that you're not a middle person and maybe this might cost you your job now because I'm sure your face will leak out sooner or later because of the fans who can't respect my privacy. Please don't be angry for what I did.”
“Why should I be angry, my love?” The pilot raised a hand and wiped a lone tear from the short man's cheek with his thumb. “Besides, I don't think I'd get fired for going out with you, it's not like I'd suddenly become famous if that happened, I don't have the talent you have, nor the charisma to be an entertainment person.”
“Sorry, Yeol.”
Chanyeol shook his head and let out a soft laugh, before leaning down to kiss the singer's forehead.
“There's nothing to be sorry about, my love. Whatever decision you make is fine with me, as long as it doesn't affect your career.”
Baekhyun nodded slowly and pouted slightly.
“What did I do in my past life to deserve you?” The smaller man pounced on the taller man, throwing his arms around the other's neck and pressing himself against him, putting them in a half-awkward position, but it was something the singer needed.
The pilot tried to settle him on his lap and when he did, he stroked his back reassuringly. Baekhyun's face was buried against the hollow of the other's neck, sniffing.
The two remained in that position for a long time, not exchanging words, just enjoying the comfortable silence that formed between them.
“Yeol?” Baekhyun murmured, his hot breath hitting the taller man's skin, making him shiver.
“Yes, my love?”
“I never thought that one day the day would come when I would finally be able to admit publicly that I was getting married...”
Chanyeol was surprised by the statement.
“Why do you say that?”
“You know, my previous agency had a clause that forbade me from dating... At least for the first five years after I debuted, and it was unfair to me, as it was to all my peers because we were young adults who wanted to enjoy life while fulfilling our dreams.” The singer snorted. “I understand it was to protect our image and keep it clean from scandals.”
“Right, because you wanted to fuck with everyone, didn't you?” Chanyeol joked and groaned when the idol bit his shoulder.
“You know, I'd rather be fucked until I pass out.” Baekhyun added playfully and stepped back to look at his fiancé's bruised face. “I never fulfilled that clause anyway.”
The pilot looked back at him and nodded. His eyes glittered in recognition of what the singer was saying.
“How long have we been together?” The idol bowed his head in thought.
“Five?” Chanyeol questioned with amusement and Baekhyun's hand rubbed the strong chest of the taller man still dressed in his uniform.
“Five? Are you sure?” Baekhyun whispered softly and licked his lips. “Wasn't it fifteen?”
“I don't know, maybe, remember I'm bad with dates.” The tall man commented playfully, and before he could say anything else, Baekhyun's stomach roared loudly. “Wow, that was the clearest warning I've ever heard from someone who's hungry.”
Baekhyun groaned in embarrassment at the mocking tone his fiancé used and quickly got up from his lap.
“Can you make me those pancakes you offered me earlier?” The singer asked sheepishly.
“You know I'll never refuse to cook for you, my love.” Chanyeol laughed, as he stood up from the sofa and nodded, taking his hand and heading towards the kitchen. “So, is that all you want to eat or do you want something else?”
“That's just fine.” Baekhyun replied as he sat on a high bench at the kitchen island and watched as the tall man began to search for what he needed to cook for him.
“Have you taken prenatal vitamins?” Chanyeol suddenly stopped to look at him, and the idol's eyes seemed to want to pop out of their sockets at the unexpected question.
“H-how do you know?” The little, shivering man.
“I know you better than anyone, Baekkie.” The taller one approached with a bright smile and grabbed him by the face. “Besides, if you wanted to surprise me, you could have tried to hide the pregnancy tests better.”
“I hate you .” Baekhyun muttered with a slight pout and placed his hands on his larger ones. - You ruined my anniversary present.
“And I love you.” Chanyeol replied, leaving a quick kiss on his nose. “And there isn't a day that goes by that I don't wake up and think I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you as my partner. No matter how things go from here, but I'm willing to face it with you like we've been doing since high school.” This time he kissed his forehead. “You are the love of my life, Byun Baekhyun, and you'll always be until the day I die.”
“You're too cheese.” Baekhyun sobbed softly, leaning down to kiss his fiancé's broken lips.
“You love that.” Chanyeol kissed him again, this time deeper, and pulled away with a smile. “Now I'll cook for my babies, okay?”
“And then I'll give you permission to shower and rest.” Baekhyun jokes, pushing the taller one to go make his favourite pancakes. “Hey, Chanyeol.”
“Yes, my love?” The tall man turned to look at him curiously.
“Let this be the first and last time you are interested in gossiping, next time come straight home and ask me why there are so many people at the entrance of the building. Got it?”
Chanyeol bit his lips, trying to stop the smile that was forming, and nodded.
“Whatever you say, my love.”
Baekhyun blew him a flying kiss and watched with a happy smile as his fiancé returned to the task of preparing something to eat. He settled back into his seat and placed an elbow on the counter to rest his head on his open palm, while his other hand cupped his belly where the fruit of their love was growing.
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[INB100 confirms that Baekhyun will take an indefinite hiatus from his idol career].
[INB100's first all-female group makes its debut and sweeps the charts].
[There are rumours that Baekhyun will produce Evol's new songs in their upcoming comeback.]
[The BBH businessman posts on his instagram account new postcards of his holidays with his husband and children].
[Baekhyun and the dancer Kim Kai were spotted leaving INB100, is a return of the genius idol coming up?]
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“I'm home.” Chanyeol shouted as soon as he entered the flat.
“Playroom!” Baekhyun shouted back from the distance and the pilot dropped his suitcase by the front door, walking towards where he was sure to find his husband playing with their children.
And sure enough, there they were, the singer and the twins were sitting on the floor around a small children's table, drawing and painting.
“Hello, my sweethearts.” Chanyeol waved, receiving effusive greetings from his children.
“Hello, Yeollie! Did you have a good return?” The little one looked up from his sheet and pursed his lips in expectation of a kiss. Chanyeol bent down to his height, giving him what he asked for, then stood up and went to kiss the little heads of his little ones.
“It was a good flight, no problems at all.” The taller one commented and listened to Baekhyun humming, again concentrating on his art. “By the way, my love, do you know why there's a crowd in our street?”
“Oh, there are still people?” Baekhyun asked without even looking at him. “Although I haven't really been out for two days, basically since you left, but we went to visit your sister, and she told me about it.”
Chanyeol lay on his back on a small cushioned sofa almost flush with the floor, waiting for his husband to continue counting.
“The idol who lives in the building across the street announced that she is getting married and that they are expecting a baby.”
It brought back memories of years gone by, and the taller man shuddered.
“But don't worry, her future husband won't go through what you went through, ending up in the police station for a fight because he was a tattletale.” Baekhyun scoffed, as he helped Minjae open a can of tempera. “He's famous too. So that's why there are more people in the crowd than when I announced our engagement, because there are fans of both of them.”
“Daddy, I don't want to paint any more.” Juyeon, the younger of the twins, put his brushes down on the table.
“What do you want to do, darling?” The singer looked at him curiously.
“I want to eat dad's pancakes.”
Chanyeol laughed when he heard this and ran his hands over his face, trying to shake off the sleepiness that had taken hold of him.
“Oh, I want pancakes too!” Minjae suddenly exclaimed, seconding his brother.
“In that case, so do I.” Baekhyun looked at his husband, who was already getting up from the sofa. “But can I get some with white sauce?”
The pilot turned to look at him with surprise and with his ears turning completely red. The singer noticed his expression and burst out laughing with amusement.
“Oh my god, Yeol, I don't talk about that kind of sauce.” Baekhyun carefully got up from the floor, and the act didn't go unnoticed by the pilot. “I know I had some questionable cravings during pregnancy, but this time I want the white sauce made with milk, flour and oil.”
“Ah, I see.” Chanyeol replied in embarrassment. “All right, I will do whatever my babies ask me to do.”
“Great, I'll change the kids in the meantime.” The twins took the celebrity's hand and started to leave the room first, leaving Chanyeol behind.
“Hey, my love.” The aforementioned stopped and looked back. Finding the pilot with a pearly smile. “I think you should look for another present for our new anniversary, and I hope this time we have a girl.”
Baekhyun blinked in surprise, and his face quickly flushed at the taller man's words. However, he said nothing in reply and turned to leave with both children by his side.