#baek!inuyasha

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Sit Boy! (With Baekhyun)

genre: baek!inuyasha, y/n as kagome, fluff fluff fluff!!! and a hbd again baekhyunnieee <3 2.4k words

“can you please slow down??” you’re struggling to keep up with baekhyun’s fast pace. he only spares you a glare and slight huff before approaching you begrudgingly. you gulp, but stand your ground. he doesn’t scare you! 

you yelp when he snatches your backpack and wears it himself. 

“why do you always bring so much? no wonder you’re so slow.” he scoffs, turning back to continue trudging towards the forest. 

“because you eat four noodles for a meal, baek!” your slow human legs play catch up, moving double his regular speed. stupid baekhyun, never considerate to the fact that you aren’t part demon like he is. 

“ow!” you slam into his back. “what’s your problem, seriously?” you grunt, slapping his back, annoyed by his lack of spatial awareness. you’d think a half-demon dog who can hop off trees would know not to stop abruptly in front of someone. 

“whatcha bring?” he stops and starts rummaging through your backpack, forgetting that you are literally on the way to find shards of the shikon jewel.  

his ears perk up. 

“jajangmyeon!!! cook this for me.” he shoves the packs of ramen into your chest and starts taking out all the kitchen supplies you managed to fit in your bag. you release a very loud sigh, but baekhyun does not give a single fuck, ignoring you as he sets everything up for you.  

“why are you just standing there? cook it, lady.” 

oh. OH. 

your body slowly burns up in anger. you feel your face turn red first then your ears. you’re huffing and puffing. you have never met someone as insufferable and cocky as he is. lady?! you have a name!!! 

your eye twitches one last time before the rage takes over your body. 

“sit boy!! sit boy!! sit boy!!” you exclaim, hands balled up in fists on your sides.  

baekhyun screams as his face plops to the ground three painful times.  

“ahhh!! i’m sorry, i’m sorry!!” he shouts out of desperation for you to stop, as he lies face burried in the grass.  

“you don’t know how to say please! you think i’m here to babysit you, huh?!” you scold him, slapping the back of his head this time. “the fuck is wrong with you? they dont teach manners in the sengoku era?!” 

“i said i’m sorry!!” he looks up at you with the most pathetic pout he could garner. your eyes reach his and you frown when your heart stutters at the sight of him being genuinely apologetic. “y/n, i’m sorry. can you please cook this for me? i’m starved.”  

the more you look at him, the more you see the human in him being true and remorseful. 

you sigh, “you’re so tiring.” 

you grab the gas burner and pot from him, still annoyed, and start preparing the ramen quietly. baekhyun sits across from you stealthily, careful not to piss you off any more than he has. you pour a bottle into the pot and wait for the water to boil. you don’t look in his direction. you can feel his gaze on you. 

he’s being quiet but the way he’s staring at you is so loud. he doesn’t want you to be upset with him. “um,” he attempts to speak but backs out when you don’t even flinch at his voice.  

he bites his lip and frowns. 

“y/n?” he calls out your name to get your attention. 

“hm?” you hum, refusing to look up. you’re not done being upset with him and you knew the moment you set eyes on his pouty puppy face, it would be over for you.  

“are you really tired of me?”  

oh, nevermind, it’s still over for you. 

you look up and baekhyun’s trying to suppress his pout, his lips scrunching up at the side of his mouth. his ears lightly shift down and he’s looking at you with eyes so dark and glossy that you can’t help but surrender. 

you bite the side of your cheek and start putting the ramen in the boiling pot.  

“no,” you say, trying to balance all the noodles so they wouldn’t overflow. “but i’m really fucking close.” 

baekhyun perks up and grabs all the seasoning packets, ripping them open for you. at least you weren’t tired of him, he thinks.  

you scoff, taking the packets and adding them to the pot when the water was evaporated and no longer in sight. you give it one last mix before baekhyun is all over it, grabbing a bunch of noodles with the chopsticks and shoving it whole in his mouth. 

“at least chew...” you mumble, brows furrowed in disgust as you watch him guzzle the entire steaming pot.  

he burps in your face. 

“thank you, y/n!” he smiles with his eyes as if he didn’t just blow the entire meal in your face. “did you bring more?” 

your eye twitches and baekhyun notices it immediately, eyes widening and lips pursing, knowing he just fucked up again.  

“i’m going home. good luck finding the shards.” you get up, leaving the mess on the floor for baekhyun to clean up. you start walking in the opposite direction, instead heading back to the well.  

“waaaaait! you just got here! you can’t go home yet.” baekhyun runs and jumps in front of you, blocking you from leaving.  

“i don’t like getting burped on, baek.” you walk around him, your nose is up in the air, refusing to look at him once again. if he was going to continue to be rude, you’ll just go home. you’re sure your family misses you. you’ll return after a week. that should show him. 

“i’m sorryyyyy! i couldn’t help it!” even though he’s a lot faster than you, he’s moving as if you had the advantage. and maybe that means he actually is sorry.  

no. you stop yourself from feeling bad. he’s been rude all day. he doesn’t deserve your help. 

“oh.” he says as he notices you’re not backing down. he decides to quietly walk by your side, thinking up a plan to get you to stay with him a little longer. he lets you go ahead smugly once he comes up with an idea. 

this would be a lot faster if baekhyun hadn’t broken your bike the other day. your bike was the only thing that got you to keep up with him. saving the world was a bit hard when you only had your two human feet.  

baekhyun rushes in front of you and kneels down with his back facing towards you. 

“what?” 

“get on.” he says curtly.  

“no.” you move to the right. he moves even quicker. 

“just get on. i can see you’re getting tired.” 

you purse your lips. your feet were getting a bit swollen from walking such a long distance. before you could think any further, your body leans into his back and you let him carry you. you’ve never been on his back before. it’s warm.  

you didn’t know what you expected to feel like, but it wasn’t this. 

it wasn’t supposed to feel cozy. you thought you would be overwhelmed by his scent, but it’s actually quite pleasant and comforting. you can’t quite place it. it just smells like him. and you don’t hate it. not at all. it’s as if you can’t get enough of it, burying your face in his hair. 

once he feels you’re secure on his back, baekhyun speeds through the field, no longer having to wait for you. the breeze was soft against your skin. it felt nice, soothing. slowly, you feel yourself fighting the urge to drift off into a nap. it won’t hurt to get a bit of shut eye. 

---- 

you were wrong to assume baekhyun wouldn’t do anything to piss you off while you were asleep.  

you awake to the sight of a mountain – far, far, away from the well.  

“sit boy!” you scream into his ear. baekhyun falls to the ground with a screech, not expecting you to wake up this early. he was so close. you get off his back and cross your arms in front of him. he tries to get up. “sit-” 

“stopstopstop!!” baekhyun begs, waving his hands in the air. “i smelled a demon and- and- it's not that bad if we get rid of it before you go, hm?” 

you frown.  

“one demon? please?” 

you roll your eyes and groan exceptionally loud.  

“you really are getting on my last nerves. one demon! one!” you point a finger at him, emphasizing the one. you really do need a break from him. it’s not normal for you to want to put him in a chokehold this early on.  

baekhyun perks up, jumping up in delight. “this way! i can smell the demon stink.” 

he grabs you and puts you on his back, holding you tightly as he jumps his way up the mountain. you’re met with a small and quaint house. it seems peaceful. you’ve learned in your first week here that the peaceful and silent sounds of nature should not be fooled for safety.  

baekhyun lets you down and approaches the house. you follow right behind him, grabbing your bow and quiver. your heart’s racing at how quiet it is. when you both enter the house, the door shuts with full force. 

that can’t be a good sign. 

you grab an arrow from your quiver, preparing for whatever the demon has in store for you both. baekhyun has one hand on his word, ready to wield it. it’s dark but you can vaguely see the creaky boards and the cobwebs in the corners of the room. it’s creepy – eerie how quiet it is. you try to take a step forward but baekhyun puts a hand out in front of you.  

“i smell it.”  

a loud hiss rings behind you and baekhyun shouts your name to watch out. you don’t have the reflexes to turn around fast enough before the demon lunges towards you and shoves you through the floorboards.  

“baekhyun!!” you shout, trapped by a large spider demon. you try to grab an arrow from behind so you could attempt to stab it but it hisses and sprays a web to your wrist. 

“where is it??” the spider speaks and you’re met with an overwhelming stench of decay. 

“i dont know what youre talking about.” you reach for your nose but he traps it with a web too. fuck, he’s so stinky. “baekhyun!!! get your ass here now!!” 

“the shikon jewel, girl. i can sense it.” his eight eyes scan your body for the jewel, only to be disappointed. he grunts and leaves you tied to the dusty basement floor. you were really regretting taking a nap on baekhyun’s back.  

you hear a bunch of noises above you and some debris falls onto you. you have to shut your eyes from how much dust was getting in them. forcefully trying to remove yourself from the web, you pull a muscle. “ow, fuck.” guess you’ll just die then. baekhyun’s clearly abandoned you here. 

thump 

speak of the devil. 

baekhyun stands over you, out of breath and hair flat on his face, covered in sweat. he’s looking at you with a new expression you don’t quite recognize. 

it’s weird. you shake your head and remember what predicament you’re currently in.  

“where have you been? i’ve been calling you.” immediate scolding.  

he rushes to your side and cuts through the webs with tessaiga, setting you free.  

“he was really big...” he mutters, embarrassed of how long it took him to fight the spider. “i- i thought he-” 

finally free, you rub your wrists and arm. you’re going to have to wrap it up with medicinal herbs later. the pulled muscle was hurting a lot more than you thought it would. baekhyun is uncharacteristically quiet. he’s staring at you a lot longer than you’re used to, making you a bit uncomfortable. 

“you thought he?” you help him finish his thought. but baekhyun doesn’t reply. “hello? earth to baekhyun-” 

baekhyun’s arm pulls you in for a hug so tight you’re not sure where to put your hands. you settle for his back. he squeezes you tighter. you bury your face in his robe and hug him back. it was rare for baekhyun to show affection like this. it was refreshing to see his human side. 

you’re the first to pull away. you weren’t ready to see his face. 

your heart aches at the sight of his tear-stained cheeks. not thinking, you reach for his cheeks and wipe them with your thumbs. you give him a reassuring smile. 

“i’m okay.” you tell him, but he refuses to look at you, opting to stare at your feet instead. wanting him to see that you are fine, you nudge him delicately with a finger under his chin. “i’m fine, baekhyun. my wrists hurt and i think i pulled something but really, i’m fine.” 

it doesn’t dawn on you how close you two have become. baekhyun’s eyes scan your face, staring at your eyes first, then your nose, your cheeks, and finally your lips. you notice his head leaning in closer to you and your breath stops.  

is he going to kiss you? 

he tucks strand of your hair behind your ear and strokes your ear with his thumb. you feel yourself redden at the action. and without a second thought. 

SLAM 

“ow!! what the hell was that for?!” baekhyun flies across the room with a huge frown on his face, shocked by your strength. 

“i’m sorry!! i’ve never kissed anyone before!” you cover your face in embarrassment.  

“that’s not how you do it, idiot!!” he yells under the broken floorboards pile at the end of the room. you run to help him, pushing the rotten wood off him. baekhyun is shooting glares at you, deeply offended that you would push him off instead of kiss him. 

which could not be any true.  

you give him a peck on his cheek when he stands up and dusts off the debris off his robe.  

“i was scared.” you bite your lip nervously.  

“whatever.” baekhyun scoffs, brushing you off. 

you don’t miss the grin on his face when he thinks you’re not looking. 

he bends his knees.  

“come on, let’s get you home.”  

you wrap your arms around him, hands resting on his chest, and get on his back. 

“actually, is it okay if i stay a bit longer?” 

baekhyun simply shrugs. he doesn’t know you can feel his heart racing. you snuggle into his long silver hair, his scent comforting you once more before your eyes shut from the exhaustion. 

chananyeol bong: ahhhhh!!! i wrote this for me hahahaha i've been watching inuyasha in the mornings. i havent watched it since i was a kid so its like im watching it for the first time!! and in japanese! and for some reason, i couldnt help but picture baekhyun as inuyasha bc hes sucha cute puppy like inuyasha 😊💓💘❤️‍🔥 so if you made it this far, tysm for reading!! love yall and ill see you in the next fic!! mwaaaaaaaaah!! 😙💋💗🏹🐕