9 Chapter 9

"Baekhyun- please wait! I'm sorry!"

I ignored Sehun's calls as I entered the dorm first. 5 heads turned their attention at us while I kept walking straight to our room. I'm nervously scared and mad for what happened earlier. It couldn't be undone! His sorry could not undo what Chanyeol saw. Sehun wasn't the one who would face Chanyeol's wrath, it's me.

"Baekkie you look horrible? What happened" Xiumin hyung asked before he let Jongdae slung an arm around him on the couch. I felt a little envy pinched my heart.

"Sehun-ah what did you do?" Joonmyeon stood up and trailed behind Sehun. He's always the one who treats Sehun very well compared to us. He treats him like his own brother. I reached our room and. I twisted the knob before Sehun caught me, locking it behind me. Chanyeol's strong manly scent that covered the room filled my nose and I calmed a bit. His scent was enticing and alluring it was nearly intoxicating.

"Baekhyun! Please I'm sorry!" I wanted to curse at Sehun's plead but the image of Chanyeol's mad and hurt expression earlier in the video call was unbearably painful. I didn't mean to make him feel that way yet he was hurt by seeing me in a lewd position with another guy that I was against also. I slid on the door with a frustrated expression as I sat on the cold floor.

How could I explain this to Chanyeol?

He was definitely furiously mad, and hurt. That's why he's mad.

What the fuck are the two of you doing!?

I gripped my hair as I mentally screamed my frustration and the guilt forming inside my head.

Don't you dare go somewhere and let manager-nim take you back to dorm

I love you, I love you more, I love you the most. Remember not to let anyone touch you later okay?

"I fucked up."

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I fell asleep around 2am with a heavy heart and floating mind. However I woke up after the door opened harshly and the bulb lighting up the whole room as I adjusted my eyes to see two figures talking in the doorframe.

"I think Baekhyun slept late, be careful not to wake him up." Kyungsoo's voice?

"How did you know? Did he tell you something?" I swallowed dry after hearing Chanyeol's cold and wary voice. My eyes widened after realizing the situation and I blinked a few times at the tall figure who was holding an LV shoulder bag and a phone to another. Isn't it too early for him to get here? Kyungsoo was in his pj's until Jongin interrupted them with a yawn behind him.

I quickly closed my eyes shut when Kyungsoo turned around to face Jongin.

"Why are you asking my Kyungsoo? Go to your Baek Baek." Jongin said and I blushed hearing my pet name.

"His light was still on when I passed by here around 1am to fetch a glass of water. Besides that, he didn't tell me something. Actually, he came home with Sehun and they looked like they're fighting." Why do you need to tell that Kyungie... I bit my lip in nervousness while acting myself like a heavy sleeper. Don't you dare open your eyes Byun Baekhyun.

"That's enough Chanyeol. Let us sleep. It's only 4 in the morning. Kyung, let's go." Jongin's voice resonated and a sighed was audible. My heart was racing. I didn't feel like waking up. Why did I even wake up? But first of all, Why Chanyeol went back here this early? God Byun Baekhyun, don't dare ask because you literally know why.

"Thanks Kyungsoo. You two go back to sleep. I'll sleep after I wash up." Chanyeol said and the door creaked indicating it was closed.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

"You never sleep in that position Baekhyun. Wake up or you'll not gonna like it if I do it." Chanyeol's deep cold voice made me shiver. I opened my eyes slowly and searched where his voice were coming from. I sat up hesitantly and I saw him sitting on the stool facing me, with his arms crossed and legs open as his one foot tapping impatiently. That's not a good sign. If looks could kill I swear I was already massacred with how he was intensely glaring at me.

"Chanyeol... You're here." The words I could only say. I hugged my knees on my chest and kept our distance with each other. Being close to him this moment was a very bad timing to do.

"I need to because my baby wasn't behaving well while I was away. Care to explain?" He licked his lips and kept his judging expression.

"I, It's not like I intended that to-to happen."

"Tell me what happened from the dinner to that fucking Goddamn moment." Chanyeol said with gritted teeth, I flinched. My breathing became ragged and I tried doing a few breaths first before looking down to avoid his piercing eyes.

"Manager-nim should be the one to take me home-"

"But why the fuck were you inside Sehun's car?" He sounded calm but the anger behind his words were enough to make me cry.

"S-Sehun volunteered and and manager-nim agreed and I got no chance since I didn't have my wallet to take a taxi and manager-nim left already. Chanyeol..." I bit my lip as I looked at him in a very apologetic way I could but he didn't falter instead his handsome face showed more negative aura than earlier.

"So maybe you also want to explain why the fuck he was on top of you and you got the guts to show in the camera how you cheated on me?!" His tone raised and I twitched hugging myself tighter.

"H-He keep on asking why I couldn't like him and-"

"I want you to explain on your knees Baekhyun." I moved farther away obviously disagree from what he said. He shifted and clasped his hand together making me confused. Chanyeol shook his head slowly before he clicked his tongue then met my teary eyes.

"If you're not going to do it then I will make you do it." He stood up as he approached our bed.

"Please- Please I'm sorry Chanyeol..." I pleaded but Chanyeol didn't stop and kneeled on the bed as he was in front of me, I felt every hair in my skin stood up in his presence. He tugged my wrist making me gasped. I stumbled on the bed and nearly fell on the carpeted floor while he pulled me up on my feet. I was on the verge of crying.

"What I saw was so painful Baek. It makes every nerve in my body itch in hitting him and punishing my own stupid boyfriend. Be grateful I haven't called you a slut or more degrading than that." Chanyeol hissed and his grip on my wrist was too painful that it was getting numb.

"I'm sorry... Chanyeol I swear I tried shoving him away when I was about to go out but the-the time you called me was exactly the time he, he did it." Chanyeol finally freed my wrist but he tipped my chin making me look directly to his eyes.

"Drop on your knees."

I felt weak and vulnerable. I couldn't even explain myself better than I thought. A tear escaped my eye as I slowly kneeled in front of him. My heart felt jumping out of my chest and I wanted to abstain some tears threatening to fell but I couldn't do it. I always find it hard fight Chanyeol back.

My face levelled at his bulge and I felt slightly awkward even with my nervousness and tears on my face.

"I know what you're thinking Baekhyun. You will not going to suck me silly, now on your fours and receive 20 spanks." I quickly looked up to him and his instant smirk disappeared. As expected, frustration and disappointment were visible in his brown orbs. His lips pressed together like he was thinking of something interesting to do to me while I was feeling horrible by his demand.

"Chanyeol, I don't- I don't want to do that."

A slap came through my face and I fell back on my knees holding my hurt cheek. It wasn't the first time he hit me but every time he does, it felt like one. Physically painful and emotionally too. I was sobbing quietly trying not to irritate him with it but as I thought of how I was hurt by a slap I never deserve was making my sobs louder.

He groaned and pulled me up by the wrists hugging me against his chest.

"Damn it Baekhyun..." I cried harder but it became muffled as I buried my face on his chest savouring the moment he was hugging me while his other hand was making circle motions on my back effectively calming me.

"I-m- I'm sorry Chanyeol-ah... I tried avoiding him,"

"Shut up and calm yourself. Don't let me see you sobbing until I finish washing up or else I'll force you on fours."

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"Mom?" I was supressing my sobs as I waited for my mother to greet me.

"Good morning Baekkie! How are you? When will you go back here with Chanyeol?" My mother's sweet voice only pushed my tears to the edge and I broke into a sobbing my mess. My chest hurts from keeping my sobs and my eyes were stinging from crying for how many minutes. My heart hurts from seeing Chanyeol getting worked up from what happened.

"Hey honey are you crying?" Mom's voice softened and I felt the need to hug someone but I only saw the pillow and snatched it to hug it tight. I was so niserable.

I looked back at the bathroom and the audible sounds of water splashing inside ensured me that Chanyeol was not going to come out any second soon.

"I missed you so much..." I choked from my own sobs and I heard my mother cooed over the line and I forced a smile to my tear-stained face. My parents are my happiness and to see them or talk to them makes me feel happy and at ease.

I love them so much. Thinking about them makes me want to be just me Byun Baekhyun not the singer or a member of a K-Pop group EXO. I have a million lovable fans around the globe but my parents' love and tender care is different and is the only thing that gives me a peace of mind.

"Aww, my Baekkie must be stressed. I missed you too and your father. You can go here anytime whenever you're feeling down okay honey? Cheer up Baekhyun-ah." I nodded as if she could see me but hummed after and there she was again. She started ranting about how Dad was being stubborn and spoiled in his age. I laughed and I felt a bit of pain my heart was carrying has vanished. I let her speak for I didn't how long until the bathroom door opened and my heart fell in my stomach seeing Chanyeol's blank expression staring back at me. Sloppily, I wiped my tears first before telling my mother that I'd call her later. As she hung up, Chanyeol was approaching me with only his shirt and boxers. His hair damped but it only made him sexier.

"What did I told you earlier?" His low voice sent shivers to my body. I tried moving backwards until my back hit the headboard.

"I, I was only talking to M-Mom."

"But you're still crying."

"On your fours." My eyes widened.

"The other guys might hear-"

"Shut the fuck up and do what I said."

With heavy breathing, I got on my knees and on my hands on the bed as I waited for Chanyeol to speak. I thought he was gone or changed his mind until I felt his weighed on the bed at my side. He tugged my pants down and I thought he would do the same with my brief but a spank already came without warn. I screamed the pain before pleasure took over then I buried my face on the sheets to lower down my sounds.

"I know you're not really scared of spanking Baek..." He spanked me hard I even twitched and I felt my underwear was getting tighter.

"Count to 15 and we'll sleep if you lasted that long."

I was quite sure number 6 was from Satan. The time I muttered 6th I initially reached my climax and drenched my underwear more with my own seed. He pushed my tummy up fixing my numbing position. My back arched, ass up and head still buried on the sheets damping them with tears and some of my saliva. Everything was cringey but Chanyeol didn't stop from there.

"I told you so many times that you like getting spank." His voice shuddered my entire body and without care if I was still in my bliss, he delivered another hard spank on the left cheek that made me cry my moan. I felt disgusting while experiencing euphoria.

"S-Seven!"

Huffing, I was getting sleepy and tired obviously from the orgasm I unintentionally had earlier. It was disgusting to come in my undies but pleasure conquers all.

"I can't take it anymore. I-I'm tired." I whispered, my voice sounded broken and tired. I stammered when he caressed my swollen ass cheeks like dough of bread. My grip on the sheets loosened as I tried looking at him. He looked displeasured and unsatisfied but when his eyes met mine, they softened and he reached to touch my red-beet face.

"We did not yet reach the 15th. You're sorry right? Then endure it."

I groaned in surrender and slumped my head back down. While waiting for the next painful touch, I fainted from exhaustion. I wish Chanyeol wouldn't be mad when I wake up.

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"Move CBX's recording on Friday. Baekhyun wasn't feeling well." I believe that I heard that excuse for a couple of times. I yawned first before I blinked my eyes open. The light was too sharp for my eyes and I stretched my arms but limbs were caging me in. Hot minty breath passing through my face and furrowed brows, moving lips and a sharp nose totally woke me up. He was unbelievably breath taking with his bare face and my heart suddenly beat faster for someone who just woke up.

"But I can't! They are scheduled for this afternoon since a month ago. We cannot just postponed it for only Baekhyun. The producers will surely get mad about it."

I shifted an inch away from Chanyeol's chest but his face turned to a frown and bit his lip after while eyeing me. I blushed and avoided his eyes quick from burying my face on his chest. Why was he eyeing me like that? It's too dangerous to stare back with how charming his eyes are. His manly scent that I found addicting was in his shirt filling my nostrils.

"I'll talk to them later. Just do what I say and I'll handle them." I heard him clicked his tongue sounded annoyed and I felt him put his phone down. I found his hands on my waist quite shivering. It was making my body to react in instant.

"Do you want to sleep more or eat pancakes?" I swallowed admiring his husky low morning voice. I only opened my mouth but closed it after I realized something.

"What time is it?" I asked as I shifted to look at him. His narrowed eyes felt like he was looking something at me that I didn't know. Quite irritating but cute.

"Nearly 9 am. You don't need to get up now if you're still feeling sleepy at all."

"It's okay, I'm perfectly awake and, I heard you earlier..." My voice trailed off and I regretted it a bit when it took him a minute to reply.

"You heard it then I don't need to tell you about it. Just rest." He brushed my bangs away from my eyes and quickly leaving me a kiss on the forehead. I smiled at his sweet action given that I was sore I let him pulled me on the waist closer to his body. His long legs topping mine while pulling the blanket up to my chin. I felt butterflies tickling my insides from his simple yet sweet antics.

A minute of silence with only our eyes talking before I broke the silence.

"Are you still mad?" I was silently playing the hem of my shirt, he only stared blankly at me.

"I thought so..." I muttered. I just closed my eyes feeling sadly awkward with his response but not until I felt him pecked my lips as he placed his head on top of mine.

"I'm still mad but I can't let my perfect baby boy sulking because I was pissed off." My cheeks heated up from his statement and I quickly hugged him back savouring the moment.

"Why do you still find me perfect even though I fucked up?"

It was a terrible question yet that's the only question that popped inside my head.

"Because you're my world. In my world, everything's perfect."