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abxavterno replied to your photo: Babe, I know it’s not much, but happy birthday....
“I admit I’m a little bad with important dates, but I would never forget your birthday.”
“Uh huh, whatever you say. Quick question, when’s our anniversary?”
Miyavi was the first one to awake on Christmas morning and thought this would be the perfect time to surprise Baekhyun with his gift. He thought long about this, surprising even himself that he actually wanted to take this step. He was going to ask the boy to marry him; it was time for him to create a family and he thought Baekhyun would fit to be his partner in life, even though being just 21 years old.
He had placed the box with the ring under his pillow, so he wouldn’t need to move anywhere and wake his lover up. Pretending that he’s stretching, Miyavi slipped his hand under the pillow and pulled out the blue velvet box, then wrapped himself around his peacefully sleeping lover.
“Baekhyun, wake up…It’s Christmas…” He whispered in the younger’s ear, then nuzzled the spot below it, leaving delicate pecks. When the boy stirred and started whining, Miyavi chuckled softly. Yeah, he didn’t mind to wake up every morning to this cute boy, hear him whine and mumble that it’s too early.
“Baby, I have your gift…” He whispered again and when Baekhyun rolled on his back, Miyavi placed the box on his covered tummy, waiting till he opens his eyes and sees his gift.
“Nooo..” He whines, face contorting as he felt small pecks being pressed into the column of his neck. “It’s too early….give me five more minutes.” His breath beings to even out as he slowly falls back to sleep; that’s until the elder mentions his present, which wakes the sleepy male up quicker than an alarm clock.
He rolls onto his back, eyes still closed as he stretches his hands over his head; the tips of his fingers traces along the sooth surface of the headboard. “Okay, I’m up.” Finally, his eyes flutter open and he peers up at his lover with a wide grin playing at his lips. “Where’s my gift?” He questions and the elder gestures down to his tummy. The smaller was slightly confused but he flickers his gaze down to his stomach, now peering at a small blue velvet box.
Baekyhyun quickly sits up and allows the box to roll into the palm of his hand, he flickers a hesitant stare at his lover, whom beckons him to open it. He fixes his gaze back on the box and with his free hand he opens the box to reveal a sterling sliver, diamond encrusted ring. “Babe..” He turns toward the latter, utterly speechless as the hand that holds the box slightly shakes from his nervousness. It's too early for this, but it is the perfect way to wake up.
Continued: ♡ ⌠ ☆ ⌡— ✍ : @krmeetsjp ( Shunya ) , we’re all pretty odd.
Its a shame that it started to rain because Baekhyun was looking forward to swiming in the pool, but the rain felt nice against his warm cheeks. “We’re gonna get a cold out here, Shunya.” He didn’t really care since it’ll give him a reason to stay in bed and have his partner keen to his every wish. However, he didn’t want Shunya to get sick so he suppose that they’ll stay out here for a mintue or two, then he’ll drag the other back inside
They giggle and dance, but Baekhyun cant resist the urge to release his inner child as he jumps in a few puddles. A shiver descends down his spin, his teeth soon begin to chatter. “I-I....think w-we...should get b-back...inside.” He honestly wanted to stay out a little longer, but nobody knew his immune system more than himself and he knew if he stayed out here any longer- he’d probably wake up with the flu.
✠- Baek
⌠ ☆ ⌡— ✍ : @yourchenai , we’re all pretty odd. Meme | Accepting
[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.
Baekhyun had found himself back in his own apartment for the first time in months; the place was still a mess from the invasion he had months ago, so he begins to clean up the mess, starting with the living room and ended with his bedroom. Now the kitchen, that was a completely different story. Baekhyun had to stop himself from regurgitating when he opened his refrigerator. Everything was beyond spoiled, he had to toss everything out and clean the inside of the fridge with disinfected wipes. It’s past midnight when he’s finally down, his place smelling clean with a hint of fresh lemon.
Heavy knocks on his door catch the baker off guard, “Coming!” he announces as he approaches the door with a bounce in his step. “What brings you to my humble abode, Chennie?” He grins, stepping aside for Chen to enter.
Continued: ♡ ⌠ ☆ ⌡— ✍ : @abxavterno ( Yavi )
Miyavi looked at his lover appalled when the boy said the elder will ruin his hard work. “I would never…” he said with a shock on both his face and in his voice. Baekhyun looked wonderful and beautiful, but his words were cruel and sharp like a knife. When Miyavi was eventually allowed to ‘do as he pleases’, the older changed his mind almost immediately. He was going to lick the chocolate off, but then ended up taking a white handkerchief out of his pocket, dabbing its corner on his tongue so he could wipe the chocolate off, without ruining, like the boy said, his hard work.
“Your neck is now clean, my queen.” The elder smiled politely, carefully taking the hair and splaying them over his exposed shoulder, hiding his beautiful neck. He then took Baekhyun’s hand and pulled it to his lips so he could press a small kiss on the back of the hand. “Would you like something to drink, my queen? Perhaps wine? Or maybe something non-alcoholic?”
A soft giggle emerged from the younger, filling the air with the child-like sound coming from deep in his chest. Miyavi is always a serious person, not matter the situation he’s in, so its a shocking to see such a distraught look on his face, which Baekhyun found cute but he’ll keep that bit of information to himself. However, their rolls seemed to reverse as Baekhyun watches the elder pull out a handkerchief to clean up the chocolate on his neck, instead of licking it off like Miyavi originally intended to do. Now its Baekhyun’s turn to be appalled and he couldn’t hide the look from his face either.
He wanted to call the elder out on, but instead he kept his comments to himself since the latter was kind enough to put his hair back in place. “Thank you, my king.” He spoke as he turned the face the male who took a hold of his hand; the gesture was enough to leave Baekhyun flustered, like a high school girl. “Hmm..Do we have cranberry grape juice?”
Sugar Pup 🐶 🍬
Starter: ♡ ⌠ ☆ ⌡— ✍ : @abxavterno ( Miyavi )
Baekhyun trudges through his front door; a sigh parting his lips as he tosses all his mail ( mostly bills ) onto the closest table. Classes were boring and uneventful today; luckily, its the weekend, so he can spend most of his time sulking about his apartment while intentionally ignoring all of his responsibilities- like paying his bills.
“I need a distraction.” He spoke as he enters his room, his feet leading him toward his desk where his laptop resides. “Are you down to be a distraction baby-” The screens brightens and reveals his seeking arrangement account. He needed to pay his bills some way, though most would’t approve of his decisions, but to each his own. He scrolls through his messages, deleting all the crude ones, which was most of them if he were to be frank. However, he slowly came across a rather long message, more like a letter. “Well, hello there-”
He quickly reads the message, brows furrowing slightly; it’s obvious that the male behind the message was knowledgeable just by his choice of diction and the way he carried himself throughout the message. Baekhyun was briefly informed about the male, and there was even some rules the man wished Baekhyun to abide. The only downside was that the male didn't send a picture of himself. Baekhyun even checked his account to make sure, but the strangers account was blank, save for some general information. It felt a little too good to be true, but Baekhyun’s fingers move on they’re own occurred.
Prince(ss) Peach 🍑: I have read through your message a few times. I like that how you’ve blatantly stated what you wanted from the beginning and if you don’t mind me cutting to the chase- I would like for us to meet, so we could talk in person and hopefully establish some sort of arrangement in the end. If you have any question, or if you simple just want to chant then you can contact from here. Until then, I bid you adieu. - 🐶
Continued: ♡ ⌠ ☆ ⌡— ✍ : @abxavterno ( Miyavi )
It was just a regular night with them as it could be - Miyavi brought Baekhyun home just after 6pm. They had dinner and were now sitting on the couch, cuddling and watching TV. The elder had his arm wrapped around the younger’s shoulders and his other arm resting on the boy’s thigh, rubbing it affectionately.
It was a rare moment that they were hanging out without getting too intimate, however, it was thrown out the window the moment Miyavi’s fingers slipped in Baekhyun’s sweats. It cups the clothed bulge, rubbing it slowly while his gaze never moves away from the TV. He hears Baekhyun’s breathing change rapidly and glances at the boy to see his cheeks had dusted with a lovely pink shade.
“Get on my lap, babe,” Miyavi whispers and presses a loving kiss on the younger’s temple, moving his hands away so the latter could sit on his lap and engage into something frisky.
Baekhyun had spent a exhausting day at work and wanted nothing more than to spend time with his lover and cuddle before he has to wake up for work again the next morning. Miyavi picked him up at his usually time, he even listened as the baker went on about one rude customer he had today.
Once home, the younger showered and put a loose t-shirt and a pair a sweat pants before indulging in the exquisite meal that Miyavi requested the chef to whip up for the two of them. The food was divine, but Baekhyun was more excited for the cuddling. A random movie was picked on Netflix's before the two finally got comfortable on the couch.
It was toward the middle of film when Baekhyun felt the latter’s hand slither into his sweats, he side glances the elder, but decides to keep his comments to himself and bask in the moment. His teeth dig into the sensitive skin of his bottom lip, thighs squeezing together as Miyavi’s warm hand caresses his clothed member; a pinkish hue painting his cheeks. With a nod he stands up, pushing his sweats down his slender hips before stepping out of the garment and sitting in his lovers lap. Baekhyun keeps his gaze fixed on the television while he begins to grind against Miyavi’s covered crotch. “Is this what you wanted, daddy?”
Miyavi enters the sporting shop and tells his name. What he doesn’t expect is to receive and actual bow and arrows. How did Baekhyun know? He takes the note that’s attached to the box of the arrows and reads through. He folds the note and puts it in his back pocket, calling for his men so he could be picked up from the shop.
As he’s riding in the back seat, he stops by the bakery and goes to get the jar back and then rides home. After fifteen minutes, Miyavi is wearing a suit and riding to the place he was told to go. He arrives and walks into the luxurious looking building and sees Baekhyun standing and waiting for him
Baekhyun had rented out a venue just for the birthday boy, he’s been saving up a couple of weeks prior to the day, already in tune to what he had planned for the birthday boy. He had even went out of his way to contact the elders mafia family and co-workers, inviting them all out to the surprise event. The plan is to escort Miyavi inside where everyone was patiently waiting for his arrival.
He stands up straight once he spots his lovers vehicle pull up, his mouth twisting into a wide grin. Baekhyun’s been all over the place trying to get everything together, so he missed his sugar pop dearly. “Happy birthday, baby!” He shouts, before fixing his suit coat and combing his hand through his dark locks.
