exohousewarming | DAY THREE 💫 #3 Cake for Breakfast (13/13)

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DAY THREE 💫 #3 Cake for Breakfast (13/13)

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“We’re not done yet, Baek” Chanyeol’s smile is full of promises, his teeth flashing in the dim lighting from the bedside lamps, and Baekhyun’s heart stutters. He holds his breath when Chanyeol turns his head slowly and kisses the skin of his inner thigh. Then he licks it, drawing patterns on it until Baekhyun is almost choking on his breath; and just at the right moment, he bites hard and sucks at the soft skin. Baekhyun whines low in his throat, feeling sparks again. Even just the sight of Chanyeol’s lips against a sensitive area while his other hand is stroking up and down Baekhyun’s other thigh, is so arousing. Baekhyun knows that it will bruise and it makes him feel so satisfied; Chanyeol seems to think so too. He blows air on the dampened skin, making Baekhyun wiggle weakly, and he smiles at that, placing a tender kiss over his mark.

“Come…” Baekhyun beckons him closer with a small smile. Chanyeol obeys immediately, lifting himself off the bed and climbing closer over him, the little smile of a content cat playing on his lips. Baekhyun slowly pushes his shoulder until he turns him over, switching their positions. Now he’s the one on top and Chanyeol is resting in the pillows, looking beautifully disheveled, like a roman statue for the god of guilty pleasures. Baekhyun straddles Chanyeol’s waist, careful not to nudge anything below, and Chanyeol lets him settle without any objections. Baekhyun leans down to suck on his plum lips, treating each with playful nips and kitten licks. Maybe Baekhyun thinks that Chanyeol’s lips taste like candy because this is as good as eating one. Chanyeol parts his lips for Baekhyun submissively, but Baekhyun only flicks Chanyeol’s tongue with his own teasingly, before he pulls back with a mischievous smirk.

“More, please?” Chanyeol asks in a small voice, blinking up at Baekhyun adorably. How did he go from sex god to puppy so fast? Baekhyun smiles so wide that he can hardly see beyond his eyesmiles, and he lowers his head again to kiss Chanyeol’s nose. He places gentle kisses on Chanyeol’s cheeks, on his forehead, his eyelids, his chin, his ears, his jaw, until he returns to his lips. It’s a slow pace. Baekhyun wants to appreciate every little part of Chanyeol and memorize it under his lips. Chanyeol seems to like the slow pace too, his hands caressing up and down Baekhyun’s ribs distractedly, sometimes only his finger pads ghosting over the skin, barely there.

“You have no idea for how long I’ve wanted this” Baekhyun confesses, pulling back slightly to look deep into Chanyeol’s eyes. Chanyeol smiles up at him and blinks, the corners of his eyes crinkling, and Baekhyun swears there are stars twinkling in those eyes that stare back at him lovingly.

“I think I’ll have to disagree” he hums, lifting his head off the pillows to leave a kiss on Baekhyun’s throat, which played so many beautiful notes for him earlier. Baekhyun smiles down at Chanyeol; they were so blind and stupid, weren’t they? But it doesn’t matter now.

Baekhyun leaves a small kiss on Chanyeol’s lips and then he moves to his chin, and from there to his neck. He trails down Chanyeol’s throat slowly, gauging his reaction after every kiss; if he sees something he likes, he lingers and kisses harder, tasting, biting, sucking, leaving beautiful marks behind. Chanyeol is panting and sometimes whining, his eyes closed and his head turned to the side on the pillow to expose more skin available to Baekhyun. It looks almost like he’s sleeping, having a very naughty and pleasant dream; Baekhyun smiles affectionately and smoothes his fingers over the faintly blushed skin of Chanyeol pristine collarbones, before kissing the length of them, leaving just one small mark; he doesn’t want to ruin them.

Chanyeol becomes more vocal when Baekhyun starts on his chest and torso, sometimes squirming underneath him. Hums and moans slip from his lips like music, deep and sensual in their own right; Baekhyun is swarmed by them and the hairs at the back of his neck rise. His right hand is firmly pressed over Chanyeol’s tattoo; a small remnant of his rebellious years which still suits him nonetheless. Baekhyun knew it existed since a few years ago, when, somewhere inside a related conversation, Chanyeol told him there’s a tattoo on him, as vague and simple as that. He had always wondered what and where it was, but he could never see it and Chanyeol would never tell him. Now he knows how beautiful it is, black swirls forming a phoenix on his white skin, low on his left ribcage. It is art; but not as stunning as Chanyeol, flushed, wrecked and whimpering on Baekhyun’s bed.

Baekhyun circles a nipple with his thumb, doing the same with his tongue on the other. He flicks the sensitive bud and then sucks it into his mouth eagerly. Chanyeol arches on the bed, his lips falling open to let out a moan so sinfully deep and loud, that Baekhyun would get hard, if he wasn’t already. Baekhyun soothes him with butterfly kisses on his chest; he wants him. More. He wants to touch and kiss and feel, and make Chanyeol sing his name. He wants to have him like this under his spell and please him. He wants to be the only one to see him so vulnerable and ruined, the only one to touch him and know his body like this, the only one to have him. He hums, running his fingers over the marks he’s left on Chanyeol’s skin.

“How many of those should I give you?” he wonders playfully, smiling at Chanyeol. The taller smiles down at him, his lips curling so prettily, eyes still clouded with pleasure.

“I don’t know, I’ve given you only one…so far” he purrs, his hands trailing down Baekhyun’s spine and stopping precariously low. Baekhyun doesn’t want them to stop.

“You will give me more” he says confidently, still smiling. “We both know you will” he almost whispers, leaning down to kiss Chanyeol on the lips again, one hand already searching in the drawer of the bedside table; he didn’t know this would happen for sure, but he thought it’d be better to prepare, so he purchased a few necessities a couple of days ago. Chanyeol’s hands are kneading Baekhyun’s full thighs, making the smaller whine in his mouth; they’re both ready for this. Baekhyun breaks the kiss and looks down at Chanyeol seriously, prying one hand away from his skin and placing the small bottle inside Chanyeol’s palm. “Do it” he says with certainty; it’s almost a command.

It takes a moment for Chanyeol to realize what he’s holding and what Baekhyun is saying, but when he does, his eyes open wider than before, his expression turning more serious. He looks completely sober, except for his large pupils that look like black holes, drawing in Baekhyun’s soul.

“Baek, this might hurt, I don’t want to rush-” he starts in a quiet voice, but Baekhyun silences him with a strict look. He hasn’t done this in years and he knows it will hurt, there is no way around it, but he wants this. Oh. So. Much. He has wanted Chanyeol like this for years and he’s not willing to miss even a little chip of the experience. This is happening. Now. Chanyeol bites his lip with obvious concern, and Baekhyun decides to make it a little easier for him.

“Chanyeol, please” he purrs, lowering his chin to Chanyeol’s chest and arching his back so that his ass lifts up impossibly in Chanyeol’s line of view. Somewhere between Baekhyun’s shameless display, his begging, his puppy eyes and the view of his tapered waist flaring out to wider hips, Chanyeol gulps. Baekhyun knows how to tempt someone with his smooth skin and pouty lips. He starts swaying his ample hips in the air subtly, enticing Chanyeol even more. “Don’t you want to pleasure me?” his voice drops, warm and seductive. Chanyeol whimpers helplessly and finally opens the bottle. Baekhyun can’t hide his satisfied smirk.

Baekhyun lets Chanyeol take his time. He looks very concentrated and careful, and Baekhyun can hear his heart fluttering so hard and fast in his chest. Baekhyun’s breath hitches when Chanyeol’s fingers trail over his skin, cold and sleek, following all the right curves to their destination; Chanyeol bites his lip and sighs, his eyes darker than ever. It’s nice to see how this contact affects Chanyeol, but Baekhyun fears his own reactions will be too embarrassing, so he whines loudly and buries his face in Chanyeol’s chest. He’s already murmuring ‘yes, please, please, yes’ under his ragged breath, his mind clouding. It feels so good having Chanyeol touch him there, his fingers circling and circling, and Baekhyun is twitching, gasping for dear life and keening loudly very time Chanyeol taps and presses experimentally against him. Baekhyun is a mess and all he can think about is Chanyeol’s fingers; his eyes are closed, his face pressed against Chanyeol’s bare chest, his lips gaping so widely that he’s drooling slightly.

It’s too long and too soon, until Chanyeol flips them again, laying Baekhyun on the mattress gently. Baekhyun is not fully aware of the change yet and Chanyeol immediately pushes in the tip of a finger, breaching Baekhyun’s rim. Baekhyun grimaces at the sting, but there is still a long way to go, and he is determined to do this. Baekhyun grips his fingers around Chanyeol’s arms and Chanyeol kisses his brow until Baekhyun’s frown clears.

It doesn’t get any easier. The deeper Chanyeol goes, the more Baekhyun wants him, and the more it hurts as well. Chanyeol peppers kisses all over his face and kisses him on the lips at the right moment to distract him from the pain, slowing down a bit. Baekhyun needs to breathe though, sometimes closing his eyes and trying to picture the good side of this –which is so worth the pain. If he keeps to himself for longer than he intended, Chanyeol nudges his nose against Baekhyun’s, and he is looking at him with such wide, concerned puppy eyes when Baekhyun opens his eyes to look at him, that the shorter feels bad about him. When Chanyeol slips in his second finger, Baekhyun tears up a bit. Chanyeol leans down to kiss him softly.

“I’m sorry” he whispers against Baekhyun’s lips, his expression apologetic. Baekhyun lifts a hand to caress Chanyeol’s cheek; the taller opens his large, molten eyes, and Baekhyun smiles at him as if there are no tears still in his eyes. He doesn’t even feel those tears, to be honest. This is not time to be sad and worried –quite the contrary. He’s been focusing on himself so selfishly that he forgot Chanyeol is right here with him, one giant softy in disguise.

“I’m not” he retorts playfully; that brings a halfhearted smile on Chanyeol’s lips. Baekhyun looks him in the eyes. “Yeol, I won’t break, don’t be afraid. We can do this together, mm?” he adds a small hopeful smile at the end. Chanyeol seems to think about it for a moment and then he nods.

It’s easier now. Chanyeol’s fingers are skilled, dancing inside Baekhyun, and he forgets the pain in favor of the pleasure that’s starting to spark low on his spine. There is a warmer, fluttery feeling in his stomach, after he notices how attentive Chanyeol is, slowing down when he feels Baekhyun tightening uncomfortably, letting his fingers roam vigorously when he is relaxed, watching his face for hints of emotions past the pleasure. Baekhyun starts writhing underneath him, the pleasure increasing with the third finger pushing into him, and he keeps mumbling Chanyeol’s name and whispering encouragements for him, his fingers threading in Chanyeol’s hair. Chanyeol gains confidence and that heightens his game. Chanyeol kisses him everywhere, touches him everywhere, exploring every nook and cranny of Baekhyun’s body, discovering soft spots and making the most of them, until Baekhyun is chanting how good he feels. Baekhyun is incoherent, moaning quietly and endlessly for every bruise Chanyeol sucks on his skin.

Until Chanyeol twists his wrist just so, and Baekhyun sees stars behind his eyes. He brings a hand over his mouth, which gapes open to let out a silent scream. Chanyeol stills for a moment, observing him.

“This?” he rasps, pressing his fingers against the sensitive bundle of nerves again. Baekhyun chokes on his voice and he nods so furiously that he’s dizzy, overwhelmed by a sort of pleasure he hadn’t felt in a while. Chanyeol starts rubbing circles against the spot and Baekhyun wails, arching off the bed in an agony that tastes so sweet. He holds Chanyeol close by the shoulders, keeping himself off the mattress, and he starts pressing down, rocking himself against Chanyeol’s fingers –and oh, sweet insanity, it feels so magnificent.

“Chanyeol…p-please” he mumbles against Chanyeol’s neck brokenly. He needs him, he needs to feel him inside his scorching velvet heat, and he needs him now. Chanyeol supports him with his free hand until he’s lying on the sheets again.

“I know” he whispers against Baekhyun’s lips, drawing out his fingers in one swift motion. Baekhyun whimpers pitifully, spreading his legs even more. He is hard and aching again, hazy with the aftertaste of pleasure, and he feels so empty that he could cry. Chanyeol slides his underwear off with one swift motion under Baekhyun’s gaze; Baekhyun’s eyes widen and he licks his suddenly dry lips when Chanyeol’s neglected erection springs out of its confines. The sheer size of it-

This is going to be good.

Since Baekhyun is too astounded to do anything but stare hungrily, Chanyeol has to slip the condom on himself. They’re both sure they don’t have any diseases, but it’s doubtful whether Baekhyun will be able to walk to the bathroom to clean up after this. Chanyeol glances at Baekhyun, so obscenely spread on the bed, and the tips of his ears redden. He settles between Baekhyun’s legs, folding him with care and hovering over him for a moment, capturing his gaze. They stare into each other’s eyes for a long moment, and then Baekhyun brings his hands on Chanyeol’s shoulders and Chanyeol pushes in; Baekhyun bites his lower lip at the sensation, his toes numbing.

“Oh my-” he gasps when Chanyeol is fully seethed, his eyes rolling a bit. He is so full. Chanyeol exhales through his nose above him, biting his lip so hard that the flesh turns white. Baekhyun frees Chanyeol’s abused lip with his thumb, capturing Chanyeol’s attention –he looks almost surprised to see Baekhyun completely unraveled under him. They gaze into each other’s eyes for a few moments, giving themselves time to appreciate that this is finally happening.

Chanyeol starts shifting, but they don’t break eye contact. He is so hard inside him that Baekhyun can feel exactly where his member presses. The shift is very subtle but it feels good inside Baekhyun; so good that he smiles mischievously and tries to shift too. It results to loud moans and fluttering eyelids, and then they want more. Chanyeol starts rocking into him, pulling out and sliding back in so beautifully that Baekhyun forgets how to breathe. He should have guessed Chanyeol would be a slow lover; so affectionate and deep, oh god, so deep. Chanyeol keeps his eyes on him, but Baekhyun feels overwhelmed sometimes and he needs to look away; even then, his eyes don’t stray far, dropping to Chanyeol’s sculpted collarbones, flushed, glossy and with one tiny imperfection, where Baekhyun left his mark; he’s kind of proud of it.

Baekhyun feels the pleasure in his bones, his body moving in synchronicity with Chanyeol, his hips rolling and flexing. He loves to see that momentary loss of focus in Chanyeol’s eyes, that little flutter of his eyelashes. Baekhyun is more quiet now, all tender whines and little whispers, matching Chanyeol’s labored breath and his little gasps; Baekhyun’s butterflies still find room to explore inside him, when Chanyeol calls his name, low and drown out, like a beautiful note. Baekhyun hugs him closer; he wants nothing between them, nothing but their breaths and heartbeats, and the lingering syllables of their names. The shift in angle guides Chanyeol to press there, and it feels like stars and sparks explode inside him, and Baekhyun whines helplessly, clinging on Chanyeol. He doesn’t have to say anything, because Chanyeol’s next thrust is hard and right on target, making Baekhyun writhe in pleasure in his hold. Chanyeol stays inside and starts rolling his hips ever so slightly, keeping the pressure on that same spot and rubbing against it; Baekhyun feels delirious, burning up and tearing into his fibers, but not fast enough for comfort. He doesn’t want it to stop.

Their bodies merge and Baekhyun swears he can feel Chanyeol’s senses on his skin, as if they were his own. They stare at each other lovingly, like they’ve found the most precious thing in existence, and they kiss, again and again, even when the pleasure is too much and they can only gasp through open lips, exchanging breaths and whispers. Chanyeol is beautiful; the way he licks his lips and parts them in pleasure, the way he closes his eyes when they roll back a bit, his forehead glistening with sweat like the rest of his skin, his blushing cheeks and that voice, calling Baekhyun’s name like a song, like he’s everything. Baekhyun can’t even remember the rest of the world; all he knows is Chanyeol, and they lose themselves in each other in eternal moments.

Until Baekhyun’s body reaches the point of undeniable, absolute pleasure, his toes curling, his back arching, his skin tickling all over, and he lets go. The fire burns in his veins, making everything white like starlight, and he can taste sweet bliss. He’s never lost so much of himself to a lover before. When his eyes focus again, he is looking right into Chanyeol’s eyes, so mellow and scorching that he shies under him. Chanyeol kisses the edge of Baekhyun’s slack lips and then nuzzles his cheek; it takes only moments until Chanyeol finishes too, with a quiet moan of Baekhyun’s name in his ear. His hips gradually slow down to lazy shifts inside Baekhyun, who feels oversensitive, but he likes it; it feels like his whole body is turning into excited butterflies.

Chanyeol lifts his head to look at Baekhyun again, giving him a smile so satisfied that it should be illegal. Baekhyun pulls him down for a kiss, slow and languid, tasting those lips he loves and some of Chanyeol’s heaven. They don’t have to say anything; they know. And they both have one too many lazy bones in their bodies, which means they take their time with the post-coital bliss, enjoying every second. Baekhyun can’t wait, imagining all the less conventional things Chanyeol has in store for him in the future. He grimaces when Chanyeol slides out, because it feels awfully empty and a little sore afterwards, but Chanyeol kisses his scrunched up nose and Baekhyun’s expression changes into a smile. The taller walks to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and he returns with a wet towel to clean up Baekhyun, who’s too drowsy to care with his soiled stomach; perfect partners are out there, ladies and gentlemen. Chanyeol is very careful not to jostle him and, even though he’s sleepy, Baekhyun can tell that his touches are lingering and his caresses are affectionate –he thinks he felt a kiss on his body too.

Baekhyun is not very sure how, but they end up cuddled in bed, cozily tucked under the covers. He sighs contentedly, nuzzling his nose against Chanyeol’s bare chest and smiling against his warm skin. Chanyeol’s arms tighten around him and he kisses Baekhyun’s hair, one hand moving down his back to rub against an aching spot –Baekhyun really hopes he’ll be able to walk tomorrow, although he doubts there will be any chance of him sitting on the floor to play with Lay. He shrugs his worries away, enjoying the dotting attention, Chanyeol’s caresses, his touches, his kisses, and oh, that massage feels good…

“How are you feeling?” Chanyeol whispers after a while. Baekhyun drags his fingers down Chanyeol’s arm and looks up at him, smiling sleepily.

“Happy” he mumbles. If only he could explain how happy he feels, but he’s too tired. Instead, he takes Chanyeol’s hand and places it on his chest, over his heart. Chanyeol seems a little confused but Baekhyun presses his hand until he can feel his heart fluttering under Chanyeol’s warm palm. “I’m happy now” he says confidently, letting Chanyeol feel his excited heartbeat. Chanyeol looks at his hand on Baekhyun’s chest, awed by the fluttery heartbeat, then he looks at Baekhyun and smiles. The world is a beautiful place.

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Chanyeol wakes up feeling butterflies already fluttering their wings up his chest, raising goose bumps everywhere across his body. His arms are unusually empty, but the sheets are warm and the sunlight is soft, wrapping around him lazily and blissfully on this early Sunday morning. His whole body feels pleasantly relaxed and sated, and memories from last night come to mind, bathed in moonlight, drenched in flaming passion, treasured in love. The feeling of Baekhyun’s body thrumming under his touch, all those little places he has discovered on his skin, the little noises of his lips and the strong grips of his fingers, his claiming bites, his longing kisses, the beat of his frantic heart, the stunning image of him ravished and pleasured to the edge of his sanity, his soft sighs and gentle whispers before he fell asleep, all these make Chanyeol so happy to remember.

Soon enough in rediscovering his body after sleep, Chanyeol realizes that one of his hands is being held hostage. He can feel slender fingers wrapped around his forearm and a warm palm enclosing the fingers of his hand, as Baekhyun keeps his arm lifted in the air, palm up, in a comfortable angle. His goose bumps are explained easily when he registers the tip of Baekhyun’s nose rubbing affectionately against the sensitive skin on the inside of Chanyeol’s wrist, which he is keeping exposed with the way he is holding Chanyeol’s arm and hand. Chanyeol has always been strangely sensitive on his wrists and Baekhyun has always had an affinity for them for some reason. Then, Baekhyun stops nosing his way on the skin and something hot and soft replaces the touch. Something in the pit of Chanyeol’s stomach stirs, paired with the memories from last night, and he opens his eyes curiously to see Baekhyun mouthing at his wrist; is it possible that he knows of Chanyeol’s weakness? Since when?

Baekhyun’s appearance alone is something to admire; he is sitting on the bed, facing the pillows, white sheets pooling precariously around his waist and hips. The naked skin on his torso, his arms and neck is glowing in the sunlight, bodylines relaxed, proud and robust, and his bed hair is a messy nest of silky black locks, making him look so perfectly ruffled. His eyes are closed in concentration, his expression so angelic and reverent in the soft sunshine, and his pouty lips are parted and cushioned on the sides of Chanyeol’s wrist. Chanyeol blushes with the force of deep emotions he senses coming from this little pilgrim, who worships him in the hazy morning sunrays. For all his innocent appearance, Baekhyun’s tongue sinfully flicks over the sensitive veins on Chanyeol’s wrist, tentatively at first, making Chanyeol’s breath hitch, and then it drags languidly over the skin, sucking lightly. Chanyeol can’t help the low moan in his throat, and Baekhyun wakes from his trance, opening his eyes and pausing his ministrations to smile triumphantly at Chanyeol, successful at waking him up.

“What are you doing?” Chanyeol asks bewildered with a husky chuckle –not that he is complaining for any of Baekhyun’s initiatives. Taking advantage of his hand’s position, he cups Baekhyun’s cheek and threads his fingers in his silky hair to massage behind his ear. Baekhyun closes his eyes, smiling contentedly, and leans into the touch.

“Making the most of my time with you” he hums, bathed in bright light and looking so peacefully blissful for a moment, that Chanyeol wishes he could keep this picture behind his eyelids forever. Baekhyun uses his grip on Chanyeol to remove his hand from his hair then, and the change in his mood is only a breath away, but it’s clear and so tempting. His eyes open wide and serious, and he fixes Chanyeol with a shameless stare, as he guides Chanyeol’s hand to glide down the side of his neck and over his chest slowly, his breath catching a little when Chanyeol’s willing fingers drag across his stomach, and then he gives up, releasing Chanyeol’s hand and submitting to him, letting him continue freely.

Chanyeol rakes his hand over every inch of skin he sees, slowly and lightly, enjoying how soft and responsive Baekhyun’s skin is, his warmth and his occasional shudders. He feels so thrilled and proud and full to have Baekhyun like this, all his to love and cherish. His eyes are openly staring at the beauty, and his lips curl even wider every time his fingers overlap a blooming purple mark on the pristine skin. Mine, mine, mine. Baekhyun is blushing profusely from the intimacy of the slow caress, but he stubbornly keeps his eyes on Chanyeol, even though he has to suck his lower lip into his mouth to keep quiet under the effect of the appreciative and affectionate little touches. Chanyeol’s curious fingers travel to his lips and release Baekhyun’s swollen lip from his teeth; he smiles when Baekhyun tries to coax his fingers into his mouth.

“We should shower” Chanyeol breaks the silence calmly, retreating his hand; if this keeps up, they will end up doing things Chanyeol would be delighted to indulge in, but that would take all morning and they don’t have that long before their child comes home. Baekhyun doesn’t seem as happy with the prospect of no more touching and feeling, and he pouts adorably.

“I’ve waited too long for these mornings with you to waste them on showers” he admits, making Chanyeol’s heart beat fast behind his teeth with the simplicity and sincerity of the unexpected confession. He drapes himself over Chanyeol, slithering his body in all the right angles above the thin sheet that covers Chanyeol, feeling so supple and warm, that it’s hard for Chanyeol to resist wrapping his arms around him. Baekhyun rests his chin on Chanyeol’s chest and pouts again, his pretty hands smoothing over Chanyeol’s shoulders and chest. Chanyeol returns the touch, one hand sliding down Baekhyun’s naked back and stopping low on his waist; the sheets have shifted and there is more exposed skin waiting beyond, but he has a proposition first.

“We can always shower together?” he suggests with a wicked grin, looking down at Baekhyun. He can’t resist him when it’s so early in the morning, and Baekhyun is so soft and fluffy and seductive and willing. The pout disappears in seconds, replaced by a knowing smirk which turns into a wide smile, but still makes the butterflies in Chanyeol’s stomach stir without fail. Baekhyun lights up at the prospect of their shower time, and Chanyeol chuckles incredulously; he can’t believe anyone would ever want him so much, he can’t believe Baekhyun wants him so much right now, but he is being so generous with his emotions and his gestures that Chanyeol cannot doubt him.

“Why didn’t you say so?” he chirps playfully, lifting himself just enough to pull himself higher on Chanyeol’s body, his hands planting in the pillow on either side of the latter’s head while their legs slot together, bringing to Chanyeol’s attention an uncomfortable surge of pleasure as certain body parts come in contact. Chanyeol takes the chance to slide his hand lower on Baekhyun’s body, resting it on an intimate curve and enjoying the dark look that crosses Baekhyun’s eyes, the hunger he sees in broad daylight. Baekhyun licks his lips, eyes fixed on Chanyeol’s smile, and then he dives down for a deep kiss, demanding but caring, slow and enjoyable but passionate. Baekhyun’s kisses are always tinted with care and affection, pulling on Chanyeol’s heartstrings.

It’s not long before they are gasping for breath, pressing against each other, tasting each other’s mouths wantonly, until Baekhyun breaks the kiss to look down at Chanyeol, pupils blown, his desire very clear. He looks so open, so in need of Chanyeol and so hungry for him at the same time, that Chanyeol feels his heart bursting and melting in his chest. “Promise to touch me everywhere, and I’ll be good for you” he purrs breathily, lighting up a fire from the sparks inside Chanyeol. His throat goes dry at the exquisite imagery forming in his head, Baekhyun wet and flushed and begging in the shower, and he sighs deeply when Baekhyun’s lips trail kisses down his neck, nipping slightly on his collarbone to seal the deal.

“You don’t even need to ask” Chanyeol breathes, hand squeezing Baekhyun’s heated skin, being rewarded with a beautiful sound from the back of the smaller’s throat. Baekhyun gives him one last, short kiss on the lips before he hops off the bed, limbs brushing against Chanyeol’s strung body in a dubiously accidental way. He manages to drag half the sheets with him on his way to the bathroom, exposing Chanyeol, and then he lets them fall off his body languorously, swaying his hips as he goes without a glance back. He doesn’t need to say anything else; it’s an invitation Chanyeol cannot accept fast enough as he stumbles after him.

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The doorbell rings just as Baekhyun pulls down his shirt. “I’ll get it” he winks at Chanyeol with a mischievous smile and Chanyeol raises an eyebrow in spite of his smiling lips; it’s not like he could answer the door naked and still wet, could he? Baekhyun’s hair is still damp on the edges but at least he’s fully clothed and presentable between the two of them. He walks to the bathroom door, still feeling boneless and lightheaded after all the wondrous adventures they’ve had in the shower, and he lingers in the doorway, watching Chanyeol while he pats down his milky skin with the towel, all toned muscles, soft curves and blooming bruises; he looks so debauched but so fresh in the same time, and Baekhyun feels his breath turn heavy. He licks his smirking lips when Chanyeol’s big eyes look up.

“Why are you still here? Our child is outside! Go!” Chanyeol whispers as if they can hear him from outside, and he throws the towel at Baekhyun; he catches it easily, smiling at the taller innocently. It’s not his fault Chanyeol is gorgeous and Baekhyun can’t take his eyes off of him. Chanyeol shakes his head, his ears slightly pink in embarrassment from Baekhyun watching him naked like he was. It makes Baekhyun wonder what would happen if he whispered in Chanyeol’s ear all the dirty thoughts he’s having; maybe some other time. Chanyeol has a point that their child is outside, after all. The shorter tosses the towel aside and leaves Chanyeol to dress, not caring to close the bathroom door and hopping down the stairs cheerfully; he feels so light and invigorated, he’s ready to conquer kingdoms right now –even with that dull pain on his back, giving him mean pinches every now and then.

He stops behind the door, the silly smile never leaving his lips, and he takes a moment to fix his messy appearance; he got dressed hastily, since their morning escapades took longer than expected combined with their actual shower time, and he was distracted by Chanyeol rinsing soap bubbles off his body two steps away from him. The door knocks again and Baekhyun unlocks it, opening it wide with a bright smile, which rivals the sunshine outside.

“Honeycomb~ you’re back!” he exclaims, taking her into his arms and kissing her cheeks. She’s the only thing he can focus on, in spite of a whole Kyungsoo standing in front of him, carrying her bag. It was very kind of him to accept to babysit her for the night –he was very eager to be of service after Baekhyun explained he had a date with Chanyeol– and Baekhyun wants to thank him again, but after he’s done cuddling his child and welcoming her back home. The child giggles happily and hugs him enthusiastically, and then she pulls back and starts mumbling so fast she hardly breathes in between words.

((Daddy, I’m happy! I missed you! Did you know Kyungie teacher has a big garden on the balcony, with lots and lots of flowers? He said he puts some of them in food! Wouldn’t that taste yikes though…Put me down, where is daddy? I want to tell him about Kyungie teacher’s tweety chirpy!))

Lay starts wiggling, looking inside the house excitedly, and Baekhyun gets the message, so he slips off her shoes and puts her down, letting her scamper inside with adorably clumsy steps. He coos at their little child growing so fast…Not a moment later, Chanyeol comes down the stairs and waves with a big smile –probably at Kyungsoo, who is still standing in the door behind Baekhyun– before he disappears into the living room. His voice and Lay’s giggles can be heard instantly, mixing chirpily; Baekhyun has come to love that noise. Baekhyun turns to Kyungsoo with a smile, but his words of thanks get stuck on his lips when he sees the look the short man is giving him. Why does Baekhyun deserve narrowed eyes and suspicious glances, a look that’s almost comical on Kyungsoo but still a tad bit murderous?

“I can smell him on you. Were you having early morning, steamy romps in the sheets?” he accuses in a low voice, going so far as to lean in a sniff Baekhyun. Baekhyun laughs, pushing Kyungsoo back to a comfortable distance –because he might possibly really be able to smell Chanyeol on him…

“Good morning to you too, Soo” he says with a knowing smirk. Kyungsoo’s eyes open wide –they never seize to surprise him with how big they can actually get– and he looks at Baekhyun with a mischievous twinkle in them, brimming with anticipation and hopping on his heels subtly.

“How was the after-the-date-do? Was he good? Was he great?” he whispers expectantly, keen to know the details of the after-the-date-do more than the date itself. Baekhyun giggles, entertained by his friend’s behavior; Kyungsoo is hanging from his lips desperately –maybe Baekhyun should do something to help with his sexual frustration, like, introduce him to Sehun sometime. Who knows? Baekhyun leans closer to him, his heart beating fast in excitement; he feels so pleasantly guilty to be talking about the sex skills of the man who’s right in the next room with their child.

“Mind-blowing.” He whispers emphatically, certain that he’s glowing. His answer heightens Kyungsoo’s expectations and it’s hard to miss the look of internal screaming on his face. But Baekhyun can’t go into details right now; he wants to join them in the kitchen for breakfast. “Let’s grab lunch tomorrow and I’ll tell you all about it” he proposes with a smart wink. Kyungsoo’s face looks like it might break from how wide his smile spreads, and he lets out a semi-deranged, strangled noise of excitement, clapping his hands.

Baekhyun chuckles at his reaction; they haven’t gone out together in a long time –actually, Baekhyun hasn’t gone out at all in a long time, but now that Chanyeol is in the picture, he feels more comfortable to arrange dates with friends as well. He knows Chanyeol won’t be jealous –he’ll probably dress him up and be more excited than Baekhyun even– and Baekhyun would love to come home and find Chanyeol and Lay watching another Disney princess movie together –he pretends he doesn’t know what those two are up to behind his back, when he’s not home.

Kyungsoo feels the need to shake hands to secure their deal for tomorrow’s date and Baekhyun indulges him with a laugh, which is cut short when Kyungsoo shouts over Baekhyun’s shoulder “Thank you for banging this idiot into his good old self again!” That was meant for Chanyeol and it echoes in the house; Baekhyun blushes, scandalized, and his embarrassment multiplies tenfold when Chanyeol shouts back from the living room.

“Any time!”

“Oh my god, go away!” Baekhyun shoos away a laughing Kyungsoo, with beet red cheeks and a hearty chuckle, before those two beagles start shouting suggestive things loud enough for the entire neighborhood to hear.

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Baekhyun wakes up to the first, soft sunrays of the day in a peaceful ambiance. He stretches with a smile, feeling so good when his muscles unravel as far as they go and leave him feeling so perfectly relaxed. He quirks an eyebrow when he finds the bed empty, except for the sheets and blankets which are wrapped around him, losing all his will to cuddle but finding new perks in getting out of bed. He stays sprawled on the mattress and blinking at the ceiling for a few moments, and then he tosses away the covers and walks to the bedroom door. He squints his eyes, examining the hallway and yawning lazily.

He looks around the silent, empty space, making plans in his head; if Chanyeol is in the bathroom for a shower, maybe he can join him, or maybe they can fill the bathtub and soak inside it together –he has very fond memories from the last time they did this. Let’s just say that Chanyeol knows how to take very good care of him in every way. Baekhyun glances in the direction of the nursery, but he estimates they still have plenty of time until Lay wakes up. Baekhyun tiptoes to the bathroom quietly, but then he notices that the room to the study –turned home studio– is left ajar. That can only mean that Chanyeol is inside, because they make sure to keep it locked otherwise, since it’s not very safe for Lay to strut around fragile equipment and electricity.

Baekhyun sighs, waving goodbye to his bath plans, and he knocks on the door lightly before going in. Chanyeol doesn’t notice him, because he has his back turned to Baekhyun, sitting in front of his console, with the headphones on. He’s bobbing his head to the slow rhythm he’s listening to, tampering with the buttons in front of him every now and then or pausing to type something for a moment. He looks so irresistibly handsome when he is composing, serious and professional –and so fluffing cute in his pjs.

Baekhyun walks closer and stands behind him, observing incomprehensible gibberish on the screen of Chanyeol’s monitor, and then he places both hands on Chanyeol’s shoulders. Chanyeol flinches in surprise a little at first, but then he smiles and relaxes, realizing it’s just Baekhyun. Baekhyun slides his hands down Chanyeol’s arms, appreciating every bit of soft skin and warm flesh, and Chanyeol turns his head to steal a kiss with from Baekhyun’s lips, still smiling. Baekhyun smiles too, moving just enough to let Chanyeol take off his headphones before clinging on his back again; his bed-hair is even more fluffy and tussled now.

“You’re early today” Chanyeol observes, glancing at the time. “Did I wake you?” he adds guiltily. Baekhyun shakes his head. Sometimes, Chanyeol comes to work in his studio soundlessly while Baekhyun is still sleeping, and Baekhyun misses him on the bed, but he understands that inspiration is something precious which you can’t control, so he doesn’t mind. Chanyeol’s work is important to Baekhyun too, and he respects the fact that Chanyeol needs time and space for it. He just pretends to be a pretty starfish on the bed, watching mermaids in his sleep, until Chanyeol returns. Chanyeol still feels responsible, so he always makes sure to sneak out of bed like a ninja, without jostling Baekhyun, and he comes back to bed just as smoothly while Baekhyun is still asleep, bringing many kisses, warmth and cuddles.

“What is this?” Baekhyun asks curiously, peering at the screen. He is always interested in Chanyeol’s work; he is one of his most favorite composers after all. He really likes Chanyeol’s music and sometimes, if he’s lucky and Chanyeol is not feeling shy, Chanyeol lets him listen to bits and pieces of his compositions and songs, performed live or recorded.

“It’s a new melody” Chanyeol explains –and Baekhyun can tell by the way he’s holding the headphones it’s one of his lucky days; he’s going to let him listen to it! Chanyeol toys with the prized headphones a little, his eyebrow quirking like it always does when he speaks of his work and his inspiration; Baekhyun loves how passionate he is about his music. It’s admirable and endearing at the same time. “I’m thinking of a song you’d hear during the early hours of the morning” he says, handing over the headphones to Baekhyun –finally!

Baekhyun puts them on excitedly, smiling because he knows he’s going to like it already. But when the piano melody starts, he is once again amazed; he can imagine slow, peaceful, content and comfortable mornings like today with this soundtrack, and it has a nice beat that’s right up Baekhyun’s alley. He ends up nodding to the music with closed eyes and a dreamy smile, until the track ends and he takes off the headpiece. “I like it” he decides, handing the equipment back to Chanyeol. The taller smiles, proud and flattered, and he kisses Baekhyun’s hand before he takes the headphones. Chanyeol has told Baekhyun he likes that his reactions are always honest and not always, indiscriminately enthusiastic; he likes that sometimes Baekhyun’s reactions fit with the mood of the song he has listened to, like it has really touched him. Baekhyun had never thought he might disappoint Chanyeol if he doesn’t show abundant enthusiasm in the first place, but he’s glad he can be a supportive husband.

Yes, he considers himself Chanyeol’s husband already; he doesn’t have the papers, a ring or an official proposal, but he knows it’s going to happen. Chanyeol asked Baekhyun to wait for him –if it was up to Baekhyun, he’d have put a ring on Chanyeol already– and, even though Chanyeol is very comfortable and happy to talk about them as if they’re a married couple already, he gets all shy and cryptic whenever they talk about rings in specific, and that makes Baekhyun anticipate it even more.

“Are you going back to sleep?” Chanyeol asks, focusing on Baekhyun like he’s the most important thing in the room. He always does that, and Baekhyun’s butterflies always notice. It’s a valid option, to go back to sleep, since today is Baekhyun’s day off and it’s still early. He contemplates it for a moment but he decides that the bed won’t be the same without Chanyeol.

“Nah…I think I’m going to fold the laundry before she wakes up” he says with a knowing glance in the direction of Lay’s bedroom. Last time they were folding the laundry and she wanted to help took them twice the time to finish. It was cute how she almost tied herself up with one of Chanyeol’s shirts though. Chanyeol sways his chair a bit, his lower lip jutting out thoughtfully; he’s definitely thinking of helping Baekhyun, but Baekhyun won’t have that. He pecks Chanyeol’s cheek swiftly and leaves the room before the taller makes up his mind to leave his work and follow him to do house chores together, and he calls over his shoulder “That melody deserves a better title than ‘Track 78’”

For an hour or so, the house is quiet. Baekhyun is folding laundry and humming under his breath, taking extra care of Lay’s adorable, tiny clothes. He still can’t get over how small and yet fashionable they are, he wants to squeal every time he looks at them! If he had to guess, Chanyeol hasn’t moved from his spot either, still working, and Lay is still sleeping. After a while, the first mumbles start coming out of her room; it sounds like she’s in a good mood, so Baekhyun doesn’t go to her immediately and lets her do her own thing. He leans against the bathroom door while he waits, and Chanyeol soon joins him, having heard Lay too. Baekhyun gestures at him to be quiet and Chanyeol locks the door to his studio soundlessly, before he takes his place next to Baekhyun, listening attentively to her jumbled words and sometimes giggling quietly at the unexpected sounds she makes.

When it’s obvious that she’s getting bored of being alone, they go to kiss her good morning and change her, opening the curtains wide to let the bright sunlight stream in. Lay is very chirpy on days when they wake her up together; she likes having them around and babbling things at them, but her favorite is when they play tickle-giggles with her! Baekhyun airs her bed while Chanyeol dresses her, but they both end up chuckling at her when she gets stuck halfway in her blouse –Chanyeol usually lets her struggle with her clothes a bit by herself, so that she’ll learn how to take care of herself someday.

They play bunnies once they are down the stairs, Chanyeol hopping with her in his arms while Baekhyun hops behind them. Lay opens her arms for balance and tries to hop too, the moment Chanyeol puts her down and leaves for the kitchen, but she stumbles and falls on her butt. She’s used to it by now so she doesn’t even mind, and she can get back on her feet much faster than she used to. Baekhyun watches a couple more of her failed attempts, his stomach complaining hungrily; it’s been a while since he’s up and the exercise only made him realize the emptiness in his gut faster. Eventually, he picks her up from the floor and takes her to her high chair, promising to practice her hopping again in the afternoon –if she even remembers it by then.

((Daddy, do you have food? My tummy is going grrr-grrr))

Lay mumbles something, looking up at him inquiringly with her large chocolate eyes, and her stomach growls loudly right after. Chanyeol chuckles from where he’s warming her milk and Baekhyun laughs; his own stomach is not faring any better though. He pats her hair and skips to the kitchen to help Chanyeol start on making breakfast. This translates to Baekhyun opening the fridge and gazing at it tirelessly, trying to come up with ideas and decide on his appetite, until Chanyeol pinches his butt and tells him to close the fridge because he’s wasting energy –Baekhyun knows that deep down that’s just an excuse for Chanyeol to touch his perky butt. He scrunches his nose, grimacing at Chanyeol, who is in the middle of a disjointed, loud conversation with Lay –sometimes she answers, sometimes she doesn’t, other times she hums childish songs and mumbles to herself. All that has to be done noisily though, that’s a given. She’s very chatty after she wakes up.

“What should we have for breakfast?” Chanyeol asks the question of their lives grandly with a cheerful smile, moving to the fridge. Baekhyun wiggles in anticipation; it’s a rhetorical question really, since Chanyeol is always the one coming up with yummy ideas for breakfast. Chanyeol hums for a moment.

“CAKE!”

A long moment of stunned silence ensues.

“Daddy, CAKE!”

Chanyeol and Baekhyun look at each other with wide eyes and bated breath. Chanyeol’s jaw drops to the floor and Baekhyun gasps, his heart picking up the pace. They slowly turn to their cheerful toddler, realizing that she…she just…

She just spoke her first WORD! A real, actual word.

Oh my god.

She just said cake!!

They run to her excitedly, exclaiming in glee and laughing, and the little girl claps her hands too, to show she’s in a good mood. She is happy when her daddies are so happy, and now both of them are smiling so wide, it’s making her little heart flutter!

They swarm her with kisses and hugs, cooing at her and jumping around, repeating her first word in singsong voices and making plans to call Baekhyun’s parents and Chanyeol’s sister and Sehun to share the news –it might be completely useless news to them, but no one cares, they are excited and proud parents, and they want the whole word to know! Baekhyun takes her in his arms and starts waltzing around with her, his heart squirming with joy, Lay keeps asking for cake every now and then making them wail with her cuteness and Chanyeol is making plans incoherently, bounding up and down in the kitchen, about to bake her a hundred cakes.

Her daddies can be whipped like sweet nom-noms sometimes, but Lay still loves them.

It looks like they’ll be having cake for breakfast.

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Her Royal Highness, Park Lay

Requests your Grace to join her royal court

To celebrate

in honor of the second year of her reign.

The very first, grand chocolate cake shall be served

and we’d love to have you with us for the ceremonious cut!

The Royal Ball begins at 6:00 p.m. on Saturday, April 26th

For any further inquiries, please contact her daddies, Baekhyun & Chanyeol, as per the royal protocol proceedings.

FINISH

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WOW 108k of baekyeol
I just finished this and i want to cry
This fic makes me wanna get married and have beautiful kids
I love this story (i am not good with words sorry) but i love SEHUN???? He just so sddfgjljjhgdj????
Anyway congrats to the author for writing this fic. Can't wait for reveals~~

I know, I got carried away with fluff hehe
oh no, I hope those are happy tears!
I hadn't expected I'd inspire you as such, but I'm sure you'll one day find happiness, so be it if you get married and have kids (who I'm sure will be beautiful^^)
Aww I'm glad you liked sassy Sehunie! I'll take sddfgjljjhgdj as a compliment!
Thank you for reading and loving this story, it means a lot to me!

Woah there. This is a monster fic omg. BUT I ENJOYED READING EVENTHO I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO DO THERE'S ALWAYS A TIME FOR CHANBAEK (urgh priorities).
But anyway, this fic is so good. I love how the characters' development is not rushed. Woah. Good job author! (Ur fic made me want to get married asap)

Yes, I might have possibly gotten a little carried away with chanbaek daddies hehe
I'm glad you enjoyed reading! I guess it took a while to finish the story and I wish I could help with priority management, but chanbaek messes up my list too...
I tried to work on the characters in between bursts of fluff; thank you for your kind words~ (please consider your happiness first; I don't know if marriage is the way, but I hope you'll find it!)
Thank you for reading! xoxo

ahhhhhh this is so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.s o so so so so sososososososososoooo domestic and fluffy and so chanbaek. i love this so muchhhh. this is 100k++ of pure and adorable love, silly domestic life, super charming and husband material chanyeol, 101% whipped-daddy baekhyun, cotton-candy fluff lay(!!!!!!!!!) and amazing chanbaek. i love this so much!!!!! i have said it already but it still doesn't feel enough.

...Chanyeol had always been well built, but on the noodle side...
i was eating while reading that and i laughed so much i choked. idk why i laughed tbh but that line seriously did it for me. and i cried during that part where baekhyun came running to chanyeol and cried so much then lay came and gave him her mr teddy :(((((((((( reading that part where lay gave him her most treasured doll really showed how much she treasured him the most. sweet sweet lay ;___;

i really like how you did not rush the story (hence the amazing 100k++) and make chanbaek to find each other again. i love the honest confession chanyeol did unconsciously after baek told him what he heard. that was probably the most unexpected yet sweet confession ever.

chanyeol isn't even my bias but every time i read chanbaek fics, he always manages to make me crave for him, another him, or maybe just someone who is like him (in terms of personality-wise). where can i find my own chanyeol ;A;

thank you so much for the incredible fic!!! thank you for joining this lovely fest. i can't wait to find out who you are so i can read more of your amazing works! have a nice day xxx

Yeyyyy thank you for your love!! It means a lot to me and I'm happy you enjoyed reading! May your days be fluffy, with lots of chanbaek domestic love~

I'm glad you had the chance to laugh and cry through this story! Lay giving Mr. Brownie to Baekhyun was a childish version of I love you, I suppose~
Thank you for your kind words of appreciation (your comment is making me smile so wide) Yes, I like unusual confessions; I'm glad you liked that part!
Fanfics are partly a matter of bias (hence the 'fan') and partly a matter of stories told & characters (hence the 'fiction') so I completely understand! Chanyeol was tailored to be boyfriend/husband/father material here, so perhaps you can get a few ideas. It'd be great if you find someone who you can be happy with above all else!

Thank you for reading and showering this story with love!! I'd love to share more happiness with you through my humble works! xoxo

This is soo cutee! Im squealing from all these fluffiness ㅠ.ㅠ Domestic Chabaek is life.. Domestic Chanbaek with a child is heaven ♡ Thank you soo much!!

I'm glad you liked the story!! aww you're so cute ^^ I agree on both statements; chanbaek is too cute for this life! they're quite the inspiration for domestic, fluffy stories, even more so when they're paired with a child~
Thank you so much for reading!!

woah. I'm done! After a day and a half I finally finished reading this. 😊 I really really enjoyed reading this. This is so light and heartwarming. domestic!chanbaek is always fun to read cause it gives me this fluffy and fuzzy feeling.

What I really like about this whole story is how cute and adorable Lay is. She's so cute, I can imagine her in my mind. I want to have a daughter like her. ㅠㅠ She's also smart.

Chanyeol is so boyfriend goals, husband goals even. You wrote him so perfectly. He's so dreamy. I like it how he dedicated himself to Baekhyun and Lay's life even he's not sure how he fitted in the picture.

Baekhyun is so daddy goals. He's the perfect father. He dotes on Lay so much. I find it cute when he's crying when her daughter is crying. I guess every parent is like that.

I can't believed I've read another monster fic with pure fluffiness and not much drama except for Baekhyun's mother. I was smiling the whole time reading this. This affected my mood the whole day. You can't help but be happy and feel light just by reading this.

Thank you for sharing/blessing us with this domestic!chanbaek. I really really love it. 💕💕

Well I hope that was a happy day and a half! hehe Domestic chanbaek is like rainbow showers, I get the same feeling too~ Thank you for taking the time to read this story!

If it's lovely parents chanbaek, I had to give them a cute daughter! (perhaps she's a bit smarter than an average one-year-old; I tried to guess the mysterious workings of a child's mind...) I hope that, if you ever have a daughter, she'll be as agreeable and happy; I'm sure she'll be cute and smart since you'll love her!
Am I raising the standards for partners too high? hehe Chanyeol's character was made to fit into the family's life (under different circumstances, it would have been pretty heartbreaking to dedicate himself to them) and maybe that's why he seems so dreamy! No one is perfect; it's important to find the perfect imperfections in a partner!
Let Baekhyun be parent goals then, tatatatadada! He's an optimistic, hardworking daddy, with a twist of cute. I bet 99% of parents have felt close to tears when their babies are crying helplessly at least once!

It means a lot to me that you enjoyed the story (no matter how huge it was) and that it fluffed up your day! It's the rainbow showers, they never fail to lift up your mood! Thank you so much for reading! xoxo

omg i have a feeling who wrote this masterpiece (luludeery_88, is this you? under construction is my fav in bae 2015-2016 and i am pretty sure this is my fav in this comm even if this is just the 2nd story i have read in exohousewarming)

anyway! what else can i say? this is so good. i really like a nice slow burn fic. and the scene where chanyeol told the bedtime story to lay. omg so heartcleanching. and don't get me started on the smut lol. my saturday feels so blessed rn

thank you so much for your hard work! please keep writing and sharing your talent ♡

I hope you're not disappointed it's not the author you thought! (I have to say I really liked that fic from bae2016 too!!) I feel honored you liked this so much!

I'm glad you liked the story and its progression! I wasn't sure of including the bedtime story, but it was too good a chance to pass! (I mean, a confession with a prince, a poor musician and bunnies is rather unconventional haha) Oooh that's interesting; it was actually my first time ever writing smut!!

Thank you for your kind words and your support sweetheart! I will do my best to share more happiness with everyone! xoxo

omg omg omg apologies! i really thought it was her, you have a similar writing style -- which i totally dig ;)

i am soo glad you included the bedtime story, it was my most fav scene ♡

FLUFF. FLUFF. ALL THE FLUFF KILLED ME. THIS WAS PERFECT.
Lay was so adorable here. She's the cutest baby ever and she's so lucky to have the best daddies in the world.
I really really loved baekhyun's character here <3 He is really cute and strong yet he cries when his daughter cries. That part was really cute tho xD
and chanyeol, oh god how to have a chanyeol like this? Baekhyun is one lucky guy. He was the perfect boyfriend, husband and daddy material. And so good in bed lol the smutty little part was perfect. <3

This fic was was honestly so beautifully written I loved each and every word on it. Thankyou for the 100k+ of domestic chanbaek fluff <3333

Yeyyy you liked it!!! Thank you so much!!! *hugs*
I had to give chanbaek daddies a cute child! how could she escape the family cuteness?? upbringing plays a big part!
I'm glad you liked Baekhyun; for a single dad, I tried to make him exrta optimistic and strong, with a touch of cute! I'm sure parents are weak to their baby's helpless cries; he's just super soft on that point hehe
Yup Chanyeol was tailored to be perfect for Baekhyun; it's important to find someone with the right imperfections (and he was extra nice material for everything, because this is fluff!) It's interesting you found the smut up to par; it was my first time writing smutty stuff!!

Thank you so much for reading and for your kind words! xoxo

after a really bad week, this completely refreshed me. Chanyeol was sooo sweet in this and not to mention hot, when you described him while he was jogging I was literally crying alongside baekhyun lol
ALSO! Baekhyun as a whipped daddy is THE cutest concept and you wrote him so well! And not to mention baby lay, she's a fictional baby but I fell for her so hard too~
Thank you so much for taking the time to write this! It was super enjoyable, I couldn't put it down^^

Edited 2016-09-17 08:29 (UTC)

I'm glad I could make you feel a bit better!! It means a lot to me! <3
Sweet and hot Chanyeol is a good combination to end the week, isn't it? haha that was the point of the jogging part ;) who wouldn't cry at such a sight?
I could't imagine Baekhyun being anything less than utterly whipped with his child! And Lay had to be a cute baby, with such parents! I'm happy you enjoyed the characters! ^^
Thank you for taking the time to read this story and your sweet words! xoxo

OMG I FINALLY FINISHED.

first and foremost, bless you for writing more than 100k of domestic chanbaek. like seriously you are a saint! this story was so cute and everything i could hope for in a domestic story. and the ending was so cute as well! thank you so much for writing it!

Congrats for surviving 100k+ of fluff!!!

Thank you so much for reading and loving the story! Your words mean a lot to me! I tried to make this cute and heartwarming, and chanbaek magic did the rest haha ^^ I'm glad you liked the ending! (I'm not good with endings usually)
Thank you once again! xoxo

Wow. This was so amazing! I really wanted to power through but I had to stop somewhere around 4am and leave the rest for today. This was really the cutest, fluffiest masterpiece. So aptly named because I feel like I just devoured a delicious cake!

I love their little family unit so much. I'm one of those weird people that don't want kids but reading this made me so warm and fuzzy inside and thinking about maybe one day if I find the right person. Anyway this just took a weird turn. LOL The point is, I loved it!

Missing a whole day's worth of my work to read this masterpiece was absolutely worth. I loved how you flawlessly told the story. I loved the everything about it. Chanbaek family aus are the BEST!!!! I wish I was Lay and I had parents like Chanbaek. I really needed to read a fluffy fic like this. Now my craving was fulfilled. I'm gonna read this again when I' free.
Thank you so much for this wonderful, fluffy, adorable monster fic.
I even shed a tear or two bocz of the adorableness of this family.
I'll wait for the reveals later. {But I hv this hunch about the author of this ;) }
<3

Very cute. Thanks for writing.

Lay's monologues are suuuuper cuuute, this whole fic is super cute.
Wonderful job to whomever wrote this.
I feel that I will go back to this fic every once in a while--whenever I needed this adorable fluff in my life <3
Thank you for writing this, I really enjoyed it.

Lay is just the most adorable thing! It gave me baby fever like woah. The whole time I was just screaming at them to realize they loved each other. And that story Chanyeol told Lay and Baekhyun over heard. I died. Soooo good. This was so perfect!

I feel like there is so much more I wanna say! Thank you for writing this!

Chapter 6: I don't even know where to BEGIN with this fic! I have to start off by saying you really managed to make such simple things so interesting or funny or cute, there wasn't a single second while I was reading that I got bored. Throughout the story, the way you threw in all the little things they remembered about each other was sO AMAZING I lived for all those tiny details omfg. Everything about this fic was just felt so real, like the slow rebuilding of their friendship and trust was jus t. Ugdjdhsj. Like the fight scene with baek and his mom was so intense and raw I actually started crying for him :( but how you ended that scene with them all on the floor together was beautiful. and that one scene where pcy had to run to the corner and face the wall i literally almost threw my phone across my room it wAS SO ADORABLE I COULDNT HANDLE. But aaaa just the mutual pining and baby lover baekyeol everything about this fic was incredibly sweet n pure and I loved every single line. This is one of those fics that I'll read again and again. THANK YOU FOR WRITING THIS (sorry I kinda went off but I'm really in love with this)

Oh. My. God.

Daddies!Chanbaek.

This has been fluffiest fic I've ever read??lord I have a science paper to write but this stupidly amazing, fantastic story made me completely forget about it ;-; I read the whole thing in one sitting and rn I am just grinning like an idiot, filled to the brim with domestic happiness.

Bless you for giving us this story man :^)))

This was so adorable -crais happy tears-
I wish all babies are as adorable and fluffy like Lay. I love the pace of the story, very appropriate and everything was well timed. I loved their interactions and have so many favorite moments from this! When Lay calls Chanyeol Daddy and when Baekhyun accidentally kisses Chanyeol goodbye on the lips are my favorite moments by far! Thank you for writing this beautiful piece!

AAAAA this is amazing I loved every word!!! Baekhyun is the worlds best dad and then Chanyeol is just Chanyeol, no explanation needed. You wrote everything so perfectly!!!! The was so much detail and the characterization was on point and I just CANT RIGHT NOW!!!!! It's 2am please excuse my word vomit I just can't get over how awesome this was OMFG thank you so much for writing this!!!

Omg 💙
Loved it so much, it's so fluffy and cute and all pther kinds of goodness
I cooed at lay all the time and many times at chanbaek themselves
It was so worth my time and totally what i needed rn
Thanks and congrats on this story author-nim

Ahh I love domestic chanbaek, i love this so much! I love how their relationship flowered unknowingly, thanks toJ their dear hineycomb baby chirpy bunny Lay.

Thanks for writing chanbaek! ^_^

W O W

THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I'VE STUMBLED UPON IN A LONG TIME

I can't believe I've put off reading this when I saw this the first time then completely forgot (I guess I was overwhelmed by the word count) ;;A;; took me two days to read this magnificent work of art (more like, 12 hours in the early hours of the morning, with a cup of coffee and some instant noodles to keep my lone soul company ^.~v)

Congratulations on this beautiful fic! I love how slowly ChanBaek grew back together and how Chanyeol is such a patient, caring, loving, empathic human being

~~can I call him daddy too? jks~~

I have a soft spot for singleparent!au and everything about this is so perfect! I will definitely reread this and recommend this to everyone as one of my most favourite fanfics of all time TuT

I don't have any more words for this but thank you for sharing this 103K fluff glory of sexy but super domestic!ChanBaek daddies >//< goshhh

PS. I thought Chanyeol's track name for that composition would be Cake for Breakfast since mornings means Baekhyun and their first breakfast together, not to mention Lay!! Oh my god, she is such a sweet girl huhuhuhu)

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DAY THREE 💫 #3 Cake for Breakfast (13/13)

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Lay, cakes and Disney princess movies.

RE: Lay, cakes and Disney princess movies.

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