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Bitten pt. 2

Originally posted by squynhty


Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Description: You wonder what could be troubling Baekhyun but he seems to be keeping his secrets to himself.

Genre: Smut // Fluff // Slight Angst

Pairing: Byun Baekhyun x Reader

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It was around 3am when you woke up in a cold sweat. Your body was drenched and to make matters worse Baekhyun was sleeping right next to you.

He was facing the wall so you couldn’t see his face. You’ve learned that over the years Baekhyun had been a deep sleeper. With the way his chest rose and fell he definitely was out cold.

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Whatever You Want

Request: Hey I wondering can you you do #20 with baekhyun

20) You distract your bias while they are trying to work

Member: EXO’s Baekhyun x Y/N x (ft. D.O.)

Type: fluff

“Would you stop that?” Baekhyun grumbled from his position behind the piano. 

I froze, mid flip of a page in my magazine and looked up at him with eyes wide. I was relatively unsure of who he was talking to.  

“What? What am I doing?” I whispered, my eyes darting around the room quickly. 

“You’re being too beautiful and frankly, it’s distracting,” he nodded matter-o-factly, tapping idly at a few keys as he looked down again. 

I looked to Kyungsoo wearily. He was sitting beside Baekhyun, clutching a notebook. He rolled his eyes, his lips in a straight line as he looked back and forth between us. 

“You know she can leave if it’s an issue,” Kyungsoo muttered, his voice devoid of emotion. 

“Her leave?” Baekhyun gasped, now his turn to look up with a surprised expression. “My muse?”

I chuckled to myself as I continued to flip through my magazine, used to Baekhyun’s antics by now. I mentally began to count down the seconds until Kyungsoo would become fervently annoyed with him and abandon the song writing session. 

“So is she distracting you or is she your muse?” Kyungsoo asked, arching a brow. “She can’t be both.”

“If you think about it, shouldn’t muses be distracting?” I asked, mildly curious, but more so speaking to see if I could aid in annoying Kyungsoo. “Like they’re so intriguing that they distract you, but that distraction is what gives birth to creativity.”

Baekhyun began nodding enthusiastically, a happy grin on his lips. He looked to me, a proud expression coating his features. 

“You know,” Kyungsoo sighed as he stood. “I thought Baek was impossible on his own.”

“I think that was a new record jagi,” Baekhyun laughed as Kyungsoo shuffled to the door and grabbed ahold of the handle. “Washing your hands of us already, Kyungsoo?”

“Bleach wouldn’t even be able to wash you off Baekhyun,” he clucked, shaking his head. He yanked open the door and disappeared into the hallway, his quiet mumbles following him. 

“You think one day he’ll think, this isn’t worth it, and he’ll just stop showing up for practice?” I giggled, flopping my magazine to the side and standing as well.

“Maybe, but I don’t think that day will come anytime soon,” Baekhyun chuckled. “He’s a masochist. He secretly enjoys it.”

I stretched, a lazy smile filling my face at my boyfriend’s words. An unwanted yawn soon took over my lips and I glanced up to the clock on the wall to see it was well past midnight. 

“Sleepy?” Baekhyun asked, watching my movements carefully. I nodded with a pout as his outstretched arms lifted for me to fill them. I fell into his lap, wrapping my own arms around his neck and sighed contently. He nuzzled my shoulder and shut his eyes, lifting my shirt up slightly as he wrapped his arms around my waist. His cold arms hit the hot skin of my side and back and I shivered as he began tracing gentle circles on the skin he had access to. His hands slowly wandered up and down, rhythmic in their motions.

“Yah,” I gasped as his hand wandered up a bit too far and casually grazed my chest. “Baekhyun!”

“Accident,” He hummed, not even bothering to lift his head from my shoulder. He continued his motions with eyes shut and a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Sorry.”

I groaned, set my cheek on his hair, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. I enjoyed when he pulled me close like this, which was honestly a frequent occurrence. Baekhyun lived for skinship and he didn’t care who was in the room when he had me tangled in his arms. 

“Baekhyun!” I muttered again, pushing off his shoulder and leaning away. He had grazed my breast once again. 

He looked up at me through his lashes, a sweet smile on his face. “Not an accident, equally not as sorry.”

“Kyungsoo was right. You are impossible,” I murmured, shaking my head. 

“Aigoo!” Baekhyun laughed. “Did those words burn coming out of your mouth? Kyungsoo was right, don’t let him hear you say that.”

I rolled my eyes and attempted to struggle to my feet as he pulled me back into his lap, locking his arms around me so I couldn’t move. 

“Baek,” I whispered, trying to weasel my way from his arms. “Shouldn’t you finish up what you’re doing?”

“Can’t,” he said shortly, leaning his face on my shoulder once again. “Can’t focus, hard to breath.”

My eyes grew wide, suddenly concerned with the words my boyfriend was speaking. 

“Hard to breath?” I gasped, lifting up his chin to force him to look at me. “Are you okay? Do we need to take you to the doctor?”

“The love doctor,” he smiled, trying to hush the laugh behind his words. “Because you keep stealing my breath.”

“Aish,” I moaned, smacking him lightly against the chest. 

“I’m already having trouble breathing and you smack me in the chest!” he griped, cutting his eyes at me. “What kind of girlfriend are you?”

“A tired and fed up one,” I laughed, attempting to stand again. “Can’t we go to bed?”

“And how am I expected to go to bed with this pounding in my chest and this beating in my heart when I have you lying next to me?” Baekhyun said, his face full of mock innocence. “With such a beautiful woman I get to tuck in at night, how am I supposed to calm myself to-”

I winced, my sleepy persona completely done with Baekhyun’s blabbering. I kissed him softly on the lips, hoping the motion would get him to finish speaking and move us toward the bedroom instead. He kissed me back happily, cupping my face gently with his slender fingers. He pulled back, exhaling a deep breath with a hiss. 

“Will you sing me to sleep?” I whispered, my lids already heavy from a mix of being tired and his intoxicating kisses. 

“Whatever you want jagi,” he cooed, a kind smile on his face. He stood, helping me up as well. 

“Whatever I want, ay?” I chuckled, winking up at him. 

Baekhyun rolled his eyes, but couldn’t hide the smile on his face. “Whatever you want.”

Originally posted by junyeol

What Do I Do Now? - Chanyeol (EXO) Angst & Fluff  [REQUEST]

Originally posted by daenso

Member: Chanyeol

Type: Angst & Fluff

Word Count: 1.3k

Request: [Anon]: A scenario where you know deep down inside you want your boyfriend’s best friend chanyeol but you try your best to stay away from him because your dating baekhyun. Chanyeol ends up kissing you in the middle of a fight and it makes you want more

A/N: Thank you for requesting anon! I love your scenario request~ I hope everyone likes what I put together. Enjoy reading~

Laying on your bed, you scroll through your notes on your laptop. A soft knock on your door grabs your attention. “Come in.” You mutter.

“Hey, is anything wrong?” Baekhyun, your boyfriend, walks into your room and sits on the edge of your bed. You sit up and pull your laptop on your lap.

“No, I’m just reviewing for a test.” Your eyes stay focused on your screen; a plethora of notes are scattered around in multiple tabs.

“What’s the test on?” Baekhyun asks you, shifting on your bed.

You sigh, and move to a different tab. “Calculus and Vectors, my favourite.” You say sarcastically. Baekhyun puts his hand on your leg, “Okay, I’ll leave you to study. Do you mind if Chanyeol and Junmyeon come over? I promise we won’t be loud.”

You look at Baekhyun, “Yeah, that’s fine. Just don’t let Junmyeon and Chanyeol bother me.”

Baekhyun lets out a little laugh at your comment. “I won’t, I won’t. Study hard, Y/N. Fighting!” Baekhyun leans over you laptop to give you a kiss. You accept, leaning closer to Baekhyun.

“C’ya later, jagiya.” Baekhyun waves then closes your door.

“Fuck.” You mumble under your breath. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck.”

You slam your laptop closed; your hands rub your face.

Anyone could have come, but Baekhyun chose Chanyeol, why? I hope he doesn’t know how I feel about Chanyeol. Fuck. Okay, okay, okay, I’m just going to stay up here until he leaves. Yes, good idea.

Voices interrupt your thoughts. “Hey Y/N, Chanyeol and Junmyeon are here, come say hi!” Baekhyun yells from downstairs. You sigh, dragging yourself out of bed and down the stairs.

Baekhyun meets you at the bottom of the stairs; his arm wraps around your waist.

“Hey Y/N.” Junmyeon smiles, holding his arms out for a hug. You meet him halfway, giving him a short hug.

Chanyeol moves closer to you, “Hi Y/N, you gonna hang out with us?” Chanyeol holds his arms out for a hug too. You force a smile and give him a hug.

“Uh, no I can’t, sorry. I have a test tomorrow to study for.” Chanyeol’s eyes turn sad at your answer. You back up and accidently bump into Baekhyun. “Ah, sorry Baek.”

Baekhyun puts his hand on your back, “It’s okay, go back to your room and study.” You nod and rush back to your room. You close your door quietly; sliding down the door your bum meets the carpet. Pulling your legs close to your body, you bury your face in your chest.

I just want these feelings to go away. I’m taken. I’m in a relationship with Baekhyun. I have a boyfriend. I can’t love someone else.

You feel your face getting hot and tears forming in your eyes.You try so hard to keep your tears from falling, but in the end they win and stream down your face. Swiftly, you wipe them away and crawl back on your bed.

“Babe?” Baekhyun calls from the other side of your closed door. The door creaks as Baekhyun opens it. “Babe, we’re going out to get something to eat, we should only be gone for half-an-hour or so. Do you want me to grab you anything?”

Your back faces Baekhyun; trying to clear your voice you answer, “Um, can you get some chocolate and strawberries, please? I need some sweet things to keep me going.”

Baekhyun puts one of his hands on your shoulder; it startles you. “Sure, anything for you. Don’t miss me too much.” Baekhyun kisses your head, leaves the room and closes the door. Downstairs, you hear the door close. The house is now silent.

Now, being alone in the house, you go downstairs to get a drink and a snack. Doing your own thing, you begin humming to a song, BigBang’s ‘Sober’, to keep your mind occupied. You stop humming; now you focus on making coffee and cutting an apple.

Faint humming comes from the other room, each second the humming gets closer to the kitchen. You freeze; you thought you were home, alone.

Your eyes stay glued to the door to the kitchen; Chanyeol shows up, still humming. He’s humming to ‘Sober’.

Your face flushes, “I thought you went with Baek and Junmyeon.” Not daring to look in Chanyeol’s eyes, you focus on the floor.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Chanyeol moves closer to you; one of his hands go to lift your chin, but you back away.

“Uh, yeah, I’m fine. Just stressed because of my test.”

Lie. I’m not okay. You’re distracting me Park Chanyeol. You’re making me fall in love with you.

“What’s it on? Maybe I can help you, jagi.” Chanyeol still looks at you with his big eyes.

You shake your head and go to your coffee and apple. “No, it’s fine. I don’t need help.” You say firmly, trying to contain your feelings.

You start to walk out of the kitchen; Chanyeol catches your arm. “Stay with me.”

Sighing, you try to get your arm out of Chanyeol’s grasp. “Chanyeol, let go of me.”

Chanyeol doesn’t listen to you, his grasp tightens; he moves in front of you. “Chanyeol.” You growl.

“But I want you to stay with me.”  Chanyeol gets close to you; you can feel his breath along your face.

“Chanyeol, for fucksake let go of my arm!” You yell at Chanyeol; his face blank.

“Do you know how fucking hard it is to see you with Baekhyun? It fucking hurts me, Y/N. I know you feel the same way. Don’t even try to fucking lie to me!” Chanyeol’s hand tightens, his eyes fiery.

Tears blur your vision. “Baekhyun is my boyfriend! If you’re jealous, why the hell did you come to our house?” You snap.

Chanyeol lets out a long breath, “Coming here is the only time I can see you. Why can’t you get it through your head that I’m interested in you?”

“Chanyeol, I have a fucking boyfriend! Stay the hell away from me, I don’t want you in my goddamn house!” You push Chanyeol’s chest; the tears now falling from your eyes.

Chanyeol holds both your wrists tightly. Chanyeol moves fast; he crashes his lips with yours.

I’ve been waiting, Park Chanyeol. I’ve been waiting for a kiss.

Chanyeol drops your wrists, his hands now going under your shirt and rubbing your hips. Your hands go to Chanyeol’s back; you move your hands in circles.

“They’re going to come home, Chanyeol.” You part your lips, looking into Chanyeol’s eyes.

Chanyeol frowns, “Upstairs?”

Both of you run upstairs to your room. Chanyeol slams your door closed; feeling needy he kisses you again, he moves to your bed. Chanyeol sits down; you sit on his lap, your hands on his face.

You pull away to catch your breath; you face centimeters away from Chanyeol’s. Chanyeol lays down with you still on top of him. Your head rests on Chanyeol’s chest; moving to the side, you stay close to Chanyeol.

Chanyeol takes one of your hands in his; intertwining his fingers with yours. Laughs echo through the house.

“Chanyeol?” Junmyeon calls out. “We got food!”

Chanyeol’s head snaps up. “Shit.”

You run to your door and shoo Chanyeol out. “Go, go.” You whisper.

Not knowing what to do, Chanyeol kisses you one more time before fleeing down the stairs. You close your door quietly.

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type: oneshot / scenario

genre/rating: fluff; PG

pairing: byun baekhyun x you

plot: wherein he invites you out, and accidentally confesses to his best friend

He radiantly grins at you right across the rounded table, tapping his strangely beautiful fingers. The faint lighting of the cafe illuminating his stunning profile, adding another item to your jam-packed list of reasons why you adore him.

You received a call from him at an ungodly hour which woke you up, inviting you to hang out for the day. Without the slightest bit of hesitation, you exclaimed yes a little bit louder than you intended to. He chuckled, said goodbye and hung up. But who cares? Your best friend slash the person you had a huge crush on for such a long time asked you out. Maybe not on a date, but close enough.

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