creep cover


This cover of creep gives me goosebumps everytime i hear it!


This is my most favorite cover. 

Baekhyun doesn’t quite know what to think when he comes home to find his boyfriend, sitting on the couch, with a lapful of a dictionary.

“Chanyeol,” Baekhyun calls out to the other, fully intending to question this odd sight before him, but then hesitates, because if asking about this is going to lead to him being forced to read the dictionary together with the other man, for what Chanyeol calls “expanding the mind couple time” (he really wouldn’t put this past Chanyeol after the whole fifty shades of grey incident which they will never speak of ever again), he’d rather not know.   

It only takes a grand total of 5 seconds for his curiosity to win over his fear of impending doom.

“Chanyeol,” Baekhyun calls out again, moving to stand near the back of the couch, “why are you reading the dictionary?”

He watches Chanyeol tear his gaze off of a page listing a dozen definitions to words starting with the letter M, tipping his head backwards to look up at him upside down.

“Huh,” Chanyeol mutters wistfully, “you look just as beautiful from this angle”. He turns his upper torso around, reaching out to wrap his arms around Baekhyun’s middle, tugging the other closer till the back of the couch provides for the only distance between them.  

 “I look good from any angle Yeol.” Baekhyun says confidently, bending down to give Chanyeol a soft peck on the cheek. “Now, please enlighten me about that.” Baekhyun prods the other, nodding his head towards the open book on Chanyeol’s lap.

Chanyeol sighs, releasing one arm from around Baekhyun to pick the dictionary up. He hands it to Baekhyun and points to one of the words at the top right corner of page 439. “Read that definition out loud,” he instructs, returning his arm to hug Baekhyun’s waist.  

Baekhyun secures his grip on the heavy book and starts reading.  “Marriage. Condition of—-wait,” he pauses mid-definition, giving the other a disapproving look, “Park Chanyeol, if this is your way of proposing to me, I hope you get yourself ready for disappointment”

Chanyeol chuckles amusedly and shakes his head.  “Just keep reading Baek” he insists, tapping his finger on the page.

Baekhyun sighs, continuing to read from where he left off,

“—-condition of man and woman legally united——”

“There!” Chanyeol exclaims suddenly, turning around fully to sit up on the couch on his knees, the arms that were once wrapped around Baekhyun now gripping the back of the couch.  

“What?” Baekhyun asks, startled and confused.

“man and woman legally united,” Chanyeol enunciates, his eyes probing more and more into Baekhyun’s with each word.

“What about it?” Baekhyun asks exasperatedly, not understanding what he’s missing here.   

Shaking his head, Chanyeol takes the dictionary out of Baekhyun’s grip, tossing it onto the couch beside him before taking the other’s hands in his.

“Baek,” Chanyeol begins, sounding solemn, “It says man and woman, and well, we’re both men and that means by definition we can’t ever be married”

“Chanyeol, by law we can’t —-“

“Yeah I know it’s not legal here but I just,” Chanyeol pauses, pouting as he tightens his grip on Baekhyun’s hands, “I was just kind of hoping that at least the dictionary was on our side.”

Baekhyun stares down at the other’s pouting face for what he considers the maximum amount of time Chanyeol should ever be allowed to remain sad (which is no more than 10 seconds), before chuckling softly.

“Chanyeol” he calls gently, taking his hands out of Chanyeol’s grip to cup his palms on either side of the other’s face instead, stroking the soft skin beneath his thumbs. “We don’t need anyone or anything on our side. All we need by our side is each other”

 “And who cares if law and definitions say we can’t be married? Let’s just write some definitions of our own,” Baekhyun continues, seeing a soft smile curving Chanyeol’s lips and feeling sturdy arms wrap around his waist in a tight hug, “We’ll write ‘Chanyeol weds Baekhyun’ on a piece of paper, say our I do’s, consider ourselves married and I’ll call you my husband from that moment on. How does that sound?”

Chanyeol’s smile is now is blown into that twitchy grin that takes up half his face that Baekhyun calls creepy out loud, but secretly loves.

“That sounds perfect,” Chanyeol whispers loving, rubbing their noses together, “I think that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said Byun Baekhyun”

Baekhyun drops his forehead against Chanyeol’s, moving his hands to clasp them behind the other’s neck, all the while feeling an unwanted blush creep its way up his cheeks. “Exactly why I’m going to deny ever saying any of that,” Baekhyun mumbles shyly, “now you’ve made me all embarrassed you idiot, you better kiss me or something now or—-“

And Chanyeol doesn’t hesitate in doing just that.   

"Creeping in my Soul" / Avonai Kui'o
  • "Creeping in my Soul" / Avonai Kui'o
  • Tom Rule

Today’s my birthday, oddly enough, and what better thing to wake up to than someone taking my Matoran translation of “Creeping in my Soul" and actually recording it?

Tumblr-user toatom has done just that (with piano accompaniment to boot), and I say you should give it a listen and then go give ToaTom all the kudos you have. Furthermore, check here for the Soundcloud version, which you can also comment on.

Bionicle fandom fistbump.