ship: chanyeol x baekhyun
genre: little space/ fluff
baekhyun and chanyeol we’re finally doing a vlive together. chanyeol hadn’t gone on vlive for a while but his boyfriend ended up convincing him to do it with him if he was too worried to do one alone.
chanyeol hasn’t slipped into little space for ages. all of exo knew about this, but they couldn’t help. sm could care less about chanyeol being a little and needing to slip for some time, and just kept piling dance, vocal practices, shootings, a tour, concerts and anything else onto him and the rest of exo.
all of this prevented chanyeol from being able to slip into little space peacefully. him not slipping for such a long time, made a higher risk of him slipping unexpectedly no matter what he was doing.
knowing that made chanyeol worry even more, putting even more percentage onto the chance he’ll slip. and that’s the reason he didn’t do vlives, just in case he ended up slipping during one and exo-ls would judge him.
the whole vlive with baekhyun, chanyeol was just lost in his own world, barely talking. basically a baekhyun live with the ghost of chanyeol behind him, except you could see the ghost.
“chanyeol-ah?” baekhyun asked, turning to chanyeol behind him, who immediately snapped out of his daydream.
“are you okay? do you wanna go?” baekhyun added, softening his voice a little. chanyeol just looked back at baekhyun with a blank stare for a few seconds before replying with a slight smile,
“no it’s fine.. i’ll stay for when exo-l have questions for me.”
“mm, okay.” baekhyun half hummed before turning back to face his webcam. he continued answering questions and talking to exo-l when suddenly,
he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist and something rest kind of in between his neck and shoulder. he saw chanyeol’s pink, fluffy hair and felt heat rise to his cheeks.
“chanyeol??” baekhyun said, flustered, turning his head a little, his eye basically being buried in chanyeol’s hair, who dug his head further into baekhyun’s neck.
baekhyun wasn’t reading the comments anymore, but could imagine how chanbaek stans were fangirling or fanboying while others died inside.
chanyeol mumbled something, loud enough for baekhyun to hear, send shivers down his spine and leave exo-ls watching confused because his mic didn’t pick it up.
chanyeol mumbled, “baekhyunnie,.. i wanna cwuddle..” a but louder with his lips in a pout, pressing against baekhyun’s neck. this time the mic picked it up. and whoever had their sound up loud enough got lucky to hear it before playback.
baekhyun ended the live, saying, “we have to go practice” assuming that his mic didn’t pick the last part of chanyeol’s tiny talk. in reality, baekhyun just wanted to go soft mode and cuddle chanyeol to sleep.
while baekhyun was putting his phone to charge, since it was almost desd, his door flew open. it was jongdae, “baekhyun, manager-hyung is calling you- ah what’s with yeol?” he asked, a little worried when he saw chanyeol lost in his thoughts, looking a bit sad like jongdae was taking baekhyun’s attention away.
“he slipped. can you tell manager-hyung i’m doing a vlive, that i’ll come in a bit?” baekhyun said, sitting down next to chanyeol, and taking his hand.
“alright.” jongdae answered, before walking out and shutting the door.
“yeollie?” baekhyun cooed in a soft voice, slightly nudging chanyeol to get him back to reality again. he didn’t say anything, just looked at baekhyun, with the same tiny pout that was basically kissing his neck a few minutes ago.
baekhyun gave chanyeol a small smile and tugged his arm while he sat down against the bed frame.
(is that what it’s called?- like the wooden/idk thing where your head usually is)
chanyeol took that as a sign to get comfy on him, so he did. the two fell asleep soon after that, baekhyun completely forgetting about the manager wanting to speak to him and probably pile even more things onto his shoulders.
in about an hour jongdae came into baekhyun’s room to remind him, but saw that him and chanyeol were asleep. chanyeol with his face and one hand on baekhyun’s chest,
the other hand just flying above baekhyun’s shoulder and a soft breath leaving chanyeol’s slightly agape lips. and baekhyun, who was simply holding chanyeol close in a tight hug by his waist.
jongdae just sighed with a smile and walked back out, thinking, “i’m not gonna disturb them.”