As this chapter will be mostly memories, all the flashbacks will be in a normal font, the present time will just be Baekhyun speaking and will be in italics, thank you.

Let me tell you a few things about Park Chanyeol.

He's kinky.

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"baby..." Chanyeol purred, resting his hand on Baekhyuns thigh as his lips met his neck.

"yeah?" the latter replied, too focused in his book to even acknowledge what was going on. His eyes deterred from the book to look at the youngers hand, which was slowly inching up his leg.

"you know what I wanna try tonight..."

A thick gulp escaped down Baekhyuns throat as he nodded in response, now feeling Chanyeols hand rubbing slowly at his crotch. His eyes shut slowly as he began to breathe heavily, getting harder under the latter's touch. A breathy "fuck.." left his lips, his mind too caught up in the pleasure he was receiving.

The hand was pulled away and Baekhyun hastily opened his eyes, whining at the loss of contact.

"what's my name." chanyeol demanded, staring Baekhyun in the eyes with a stern expression.

"daddy..." the smaller whispered.

"louder."

"daddy." The hand was returned, and moans cascaded from Baekhyuns mouth as he gripped onto the fabric of the sofa.

"good boy." Chanyeol cooed, moving down to take off Baekhyuns trousers and underwear, ignoring the latter's whines of oppression.

Once the trousers were off, Chanyeol proceeded to take his own off, bending down to whisper in Baekhyuns ear.

"do we need to do something before, baby boy?"

Feeling Baekhyun nod meekly, he held his fingers up to Baekhyuns mouth, waiting for him to wet them before bringing them down to his entrance.

(a/n its been months since I've written this kind of stuff so I'm sorry if it sounds bad just bear with me)

Breathy moans escaped the elders lips as he watched Chanyeol turn around, grabbing a strip of material. Furrowing his eyebrows, he questioned the latter, who kept silent, wrapping the fabric around Baekhyuns eyes.

His vision was concealed, and the rest was history.

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He's sensitive.

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"Chanyeollie don't look so sad, I said I was sorry!" Baekhyun sighed as he looked at the taller male, who was sat on the sofa cross-legged, a frown etched onto his face.

"no, fuck you! You know full well that I wanted to make you dinner tonight, but nooooo, you had to go ahead and do it."

Climbing onto his lap, Baekhyun wrapped his arms around chanyeols neck, resting his forehead on the latter's, smiling softly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise" he whispered, looking into chanyeols eyes for a reaction. He got one.

Sighing, Chanyeol replied with an "it's fine.. But tomorrow I'm making it and you can't now tell me you didn't realise because I've told you now" before giving the smaller a quick peck on the lips, picking him up and walking him over to the kitchen.

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And yeah, he makes mistakes..

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Tears escaped Baekhyuns eyes as he placed the last item into his bag; a small box with a bracelet placed carefully inside. It was going to be a gift for his lover, however things took a different turn that day.

Glancing again at the post this Sehun guy had tagged him in, made fresh tears spill out, joining the old ones as they stained his cheeks.

Why would he do this? What was Baekhyun doing that was so wrong that he had to cheat..?

There was only a few more hours until Chanyeol came back, now was the best time to leave.

Turning back to look at the place for one last time, Baekhyun left, reluctantly closing the door behind him. He didn't want to go, he wanted to stay and make everything okay again. Maybe Chanyeol would lie and not tell him about it, that way they'd avoid a conversation. But he had to.

Baekhyuns phone lit up, a message from his parents, asking when he was going to make his way over. Replying, he then stuffed his phone in his pocket, not wanting to check the twenty tumblr notifications.

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But he learnt from them..

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"Baek," Jongin spoke, waking the smaller up, "someone's at the door again."

There was no explanation needed, they both knew who it was. Chanyeol wanted Baekhyun back, he'd left Sehun, and swore never to touch another man in any other way other than friendly.

It was cute, he was trying, Baekhyun thought. But he was still skeptical. Chanyeol broke his trust, and never again could Baekhyun see him and not be reminded of everything that happened.

But he also wanted Chanyeol back.

Heading to the door, he opened it, seeing Chanyeols expression going from stressed to relieved.

"what do you want" Baekhyun voiced half heartedly, not wanting to experience another heartbreak.

"Baek, I'm so,,, so sorry. P-Please just.. Give me another chance.." his voice was broken, face stained with tears.

Baekhyun was also breaking.

He nodded.

Chanyeol smiled.

They hugged.

"Th-Thank you so much.."

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But.. I still haven't seen all the sides of Park Chanyeol. So, I guess this is just the beginning.