5 Chapter 5

"Sorry I fell asleep..." I said as soon as I woke up on Chanyeol's chest. Since when did he get here? My eyes swollen and my hands were ice cold as I rubbed them together. We're still inside his jeep and I caught him staring at me. His fingers twitched on my back and I sat up giving our faces a few inches of gap.

"You slept for an hour." He said and my eyes widened at the news. I slept that long?? On top of that, I've been sleeping for an hour on top of him. His body must have been stiffed.

I squirmed on his lap and tried to move away from his lap but he kept me on place.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm going to sit on the driver's seat. I don't want to aggravate you more." I shivered as he combed my hair trailing down to the back of my neck. My lips twitched from the contrast of his warmth hand against my cold skin, I fisted his sweater.

"You're going to aggravate me more if you're going to act stubborn like this. Just stay here." His deep voice made me surrender as I pressed my thin lips in embarrassment.

"I'm not stubborn." I muttered and he slowly moved his hand on my neck up and down. I shuddered and I frowned at him.

"It's 6pm. We might as well eat dinner. What do you want for dinner?"

As he said that I remembered that we supposedly dating right now, playing in the arcade or watch a movie if I only didn't ruin the mood earlier.

I swallowed and we both stared at each other.

"I'm sorry if I ruined our date today...I should've just ignored Sehun. If only I'm obedient to you then we should've been spending our day peacefully." My fingers really felt cold as I clasped them together on Chanyeol's abdomen. He sighed and clutched my neck slightly in a comfortable manner.

"You've been saying sorry for the whole day. Aren't you getting tired of saying it?"

"If it's for you..." I said in a low voice.

He became silent and I suddenly got nervous. What is he thinking? He's too unpredictable at times like this that makes it hard for me to understand what will happen next every time we have situations like this. I just want our relationship peaceful yet there's always a thing coming up.

I don't know but he looked extra attractive today.

How his tired eyes gives off charm than usual. How his lips looks red like swollen, his sharp nose that makes him look manly and his large figure that makes me look small that sums everything up.

"Baekhyun, I don't want you to think that you always aggravate me. I know you understand why I only want your attention. Why I want you only for myself. Why I want to spend every each of my time with you and you never ruin our date today... For me just sitting here with you on my lap feel special and better than tiring ourselves in the mall. So you don't need to feel horrible about it."

Chanyeol rolled his thumb on my cheek and I blushed.

"Really?" I asked and he nodded weakly.

I rubbed my hands again after feeling chilly all of a sudden. However a pair of large veiny hands took mine as Chanyeol blew on it as I felt warmth was slowly covering my body.

"Feel better?" His eyebrow furrowed and blew another hot air in our hands.

"Yep, Thanks..."

"Kiss me." He ordered out of the blue.

I blinked and he only narrowed his eyes.

"Kiss me." Chanyeol repeated.

"And why?"

"You don't want to? Then I'll just give a kiss to a random fan-"

I quickly pecked his lips and hugged him after.

"Your fans are lucky to have you Chanyeol-ah." I whispered beside his ear and he chuckled as his hands roamed on my back.

"But I'm jealous of your fans though because you always give them cute fan service. What about me then?" He reasoned out as he started swaying us slowly.

"I'm your boyfriend so stop being dramatic."

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If it's not for my grumbling tummy then we wouldn't have been rushing to a McDonald's drive-thru. I protested that it's better if we could just grab some instant noodles in the convenience store nearby our dorm since we'll be staying there because we have a fan meeting tomorrow but then again Chanyeol being a tyrant he insisted chicken and fries are better.

We arrived at the dorm and as we went inside, Jongdae was the only one in the living room. Chanyeol placed our food on the dining table as I headed straight to our shared room while Jongdae was telling us where everybody went. I didn't hear it though. Hence, I feel lightheaded and my toes felt iced. My knees wobbling that made me sat on the edge of my bed. I rummaged through the bedside table. I think I'm sick. I sniffed and sighed as I saw a medicine for flu. It was Chanyeol's idea to stock some in case one of us got ill and unfortunately, I am ill.

"Baekhyun I'm done putting plates- What's wrong?" His eyes narrowed at me while his eyebrows were furrowed of curiosity. He knelt in front of me and placed a hand on my forehead. He clicked his tongue and his eyes looked worried and tensed.

"I thought I was wrong earlier." He caressed my cheek and I shuddered from the contrast of our temperature. My breathe coming from my nose felt hot so as my eyelids were heavy and tired. I panicked when he stood straight, heading to the door so I quickly took his hand with my own pair and I felt like crying.

"Wh-Where are you going? I need you here... I feel cold."

Chanyeol crouched down and kissed my forehead. With just that, I felt my body reacted and the cold feeling creeping on my skin have lessened.

"I'll be back shortly. We'll eat here and I'll bring you water." His voice sounded calmed and he patted my head before he continued to exit our room. I busied myself staring at the floor still sitting on the edge of the bed. It feels like a few minutes passed when I heard two voices behind the door.

"Does Baekhyun need more medicine? I'm going to fetch something outside for a minute."

Jongdae's voice suddenly was audible.

"No need. I still have some left on my bag. We'll just eat inside."

"If that's the case then I'll check on you two later..."

Jongdae said and footsteps trailed off as my door opened revealing Chanyeol that was carrying a bed tray filled with what we bought from McDonald's earlier, a bottle of coke and a glass of water.

"Why didn't you change your clothes?" His serious tone got me stiffed as I realized what he said. I don't know why also. I'm too lightheaded to think and too weak to move.

But I kept my mouth closed and he placed the bed tray on the mini table before he went back to the door.

"Lie down and wait for me." Chanyeol ordered as I hesitantly shifted on the edge.

"I said lie down Baekhyun." My movements were slow and sloppy as I obliged and found myself staring at the ceiling. I just wanted to rest however my hungry tummy needs to be filled first. Chanyeol disappeared and after a while I heard the door opened and footsteps were closing in to my direction.

"You're not eating that much and you're tired and stressed. I told you before that you don't need to diet to slim yourself out damn it." He scolded as he sat beside me and I panicked when he was unbuckling my pants.

"Chanyeol- What are you doing?!" I tensed after his hands accidentally pressed on my clothed member.

"Stripping you. You need to change your clothes otherwise you'll feel more irritated."

"I-It's okay- I can do it." I pried his hands off when he started pulling my pants down. Yet he didn't stop as I keep on brushing his hands off until I heard him grunted.

"Stop being stubborn and let me do what I want to do." His voice was stern and he slapped my hands off from his and took it in one hand, placing them on top of my head. I blushed at his blunt action. Shaky breaths escaped from my lips as he successfully peeled my pants off and he threw it on the side. He then did the same on my jacket and my shirt leaving me shivering yet sweating naked on my bed.

"You look like a delicious buffet." Chanyeol stared at my body back to my eyes and freed my hands that I felt stiffed being in that position.

"Stop staring at me. It's embarrassing." He only rolled his eyes and started wiping my body with a wet cloth. It was very uncomfortable yet somehow fluttering that I have someone who takes care of me and puts up with my 'stubbornness' as he what always tell me.

The whole time even with my tired, dilated eyes I focused myself on watching every soft touches of Chanyeol. How different he was compared to the times he was angry with me. He dressed me up in my pajamas and that's when I felt calm and relief. I sat up and I saw Chanyeol stood up and fetched the bed tray placing it in front of me.

He fed me the whole time and let me drink my medicine. He sat beside me and pulled my head on my chest to hug me.

"Chanyeol you might get my flu if you keep me like this beside you."

"I don't care."

"But I don't want you to-"

"I insist so shut up or I'll force you to."

Chanyeol started combing my hair in a very relaxing way that sated my body on his hold. My arms were itching to hug him back but I know that I feel too hot that It might only make him uncomfortable so I stayed still.

"If you're still sick until tomorrow, I won't let you go to our fan meeting." He said and I frowned worried at the thought. I've been expecting this event because it has been awhile since we did it so I badly wanted to go.

"But I wanted to go since we usually don't do fan meetings often like before." I protested. He intertwined my hand with his and his breathing was audible on my side.

"As I said, if you're still sick tomorrow you're not going that's final. I'll talk to manager-nim about that."

I sighed and prayed to recover quickly for tomorrow.

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Everything around me felt empty. My sides were cold just like my feet but not my hands at least. As much as I wanted to enjoy the fluffiness of my pillow and the warm bed I was lying on, I opened my eyes searching for Chanyeol's figure but he was nowhere to be seen. I grunted and sat up, roaming my eyes around the room. I narrowed my eyes at the glass of water and a medicine on the bedside table. It was obviously Chanyeol who put it there. I touched my cheek and placed another hand on my left and I grinned after realizing that I'm feeling all better now.

But then again, Chanyeol wasn't here as I frowned throwing the blanket off me and walked to exit from my room. I yawned and my eyes widened when I saw the time on the wall clock.

"3:23 am"

I ignored the digital clock. I headed my way to kitchen but the main door was opened a little. Did someone went inside and thought they closed it properly? Or the other way around?

Either which, I strutted outside and closed the door behind me. Walking in the corridor around 3am with only my slippers was actually unusual since I always sleep late and woke up around 6am. I breathe in yet I nearly choke out. I covered my mouth to cough and looked at to where the smoke coming from. It's cold since it was early in the morning but I know I'm all better now. I found myself standing in front of fire exit and smoking area. I opened the door and more smell of cigarette smoke engulfed my nostrils.

"Chanyeol?"

My eyes fell on the cigarette he was holding between his fingers as he puffed a smoke out his mouth.

"Y-You're smoking? I never knew..." My voice trailed off and he stared at me looking surprised. He was in his adidas track jacket and pants. I stepped back keeping my stare at his and he inhaled another smoke before he threw it on the floor, putting it out. He went close to me and reached for my hands. He exhaled a smoke onto his side before he looked back at me. I inhaled some of it that made me cough a little and I blushed when he waved the smoke in front of us.

"Why did you go here? Are you feeling all better now? Did you drink your medicine-"

"You're smoking, again. You promised me that you will never do it again..." His face was full of guilt and I only stared at him, unimpressed of what I've witnessed.

"Baekhyun get back inside, now." His voice full of dominance but I didn't faze.

"I told you to stop smoking because it's too dangerous and if you get ill because of it there's a possibility yuou'll die and Chanyeol I-"

I said without a pause. However as he cupped my face, my attention focused back at him and I found myself breathing hard.

"Baekhyun... Stop getting paranoid okay? Okay, fine. I smoke again but cigarette can't kill me now Baek. Not when you're beside me. It can't kill me because you're more addicting than cigarette. So stop worrying, I won't get sick and I won't die easily."

My eyes were blurry with the tears brimming on my waterline.

"B-But i-it's bad for your health..." I mumbled. He nodded and I frowned.

"Stop thinking about it Baek." Chanyeol stole a quick kiss from my lips and without hesitation, he pulled against his chest as his arms laced around me. I gripped on his clothes as I leaned my head comfortably on his chest. I couldn't help but to smell some smoke on his clothes. I only tried to ignore it though.

He knows his way on how to avoid topics like this. I sighed and I felt calmed after inhaling some of his manly scent. When it comes to him, I don't know how to argue the things I don't want him to do. He got this what you called his 'escape route' when we're talking about his sins and mistakes and I could only surrender in return.

He started swaying the both of us and a cold gush of wind passed through us, I buried myself more against him as he tried his very best on making me warm by burying his face on my neck.

I was feeling comfortable as I gulped audibly after feeling his member twitching on my stomach making my face heated up. My fingers twitched and I was already feeling weird sensation wavering in my system.

"Chanyeol-"

"It's natural Baek. Don't tell m you're going to argue with it too." His moving lips were tickling my neck and later on, my eyelids were getting heavy. That's why I don't like waking up this early because I still going to feel sleepy after.

Chanyeol moved as his hands took my thighs and lifted me up from the floor. I didn't react because I felt comfortable and sleepy to do so. I clung on his neck and I noticed he was carrying me back inside towards our dorm. He was intentionally rubbing his cheek against mine as he successfully got in and locked the door behind him.

"Father wants to play golf with you."

He hummed in an asking manner and he entered our shared room.

"The lion wants to play with me? Maybe he's planning on how to smack the golf club on my head." He chuckled and slowly laid me on my bed.

"Dad and I talked... About the two of us and there he invited you. It's your chance to get close with my father." I said and watched him removed his shoes and went to lie beside me making me use his arm as my pillow. I squeaked when he quickly enveloped me.

"It's not like I wanted to." He muttered

"Chanyeol..."

"Fine. If you insist then there's one condition."