#leechanheeia

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➳ Master, please || Daehyun & Chanhee

leechanhee-ia

Maybe he was just feeling rather ambitious or perhaps there was someone screeching in the back of his mind (possibly Himchan) telling him that he should wear the current little outfit that was tucked away in his backpack. With a smirk, he used his own set of keys to enter into Daehyun’s house as he attempted to be as quiet as possible- or at least make sure the other knew someone was here. “Dae!” He called out, only to hear the shower water running from his bathroom. Perfect. Deviously, the musica stalked his way into the others bedroom and begun putting together his planned out look for his boyfriend in hopes of surprising him.

Dark coffee irises watched as the showerhead ceased its splashing. A cold shower was what he thought he had needed and it somewhat helped soothe his little problem but he figured after twenty minutes in the wash if nothing was helping he might as well just take care of it himself. His right hand was his best friend next to Zelo who took care of his other social problems… The Fallen sighed as he combed back his dark hair with his fingers before draping a towel over his shoulders. He stepped out of the shower and headed back into his room.

Except he wished he hadn’t because the minute he did, the image he never dared to conjure up burned into his mind and just stayed there. He doubted he could get past this now that Chanhee was literally sprawled out oh-so-conveniently on his bed in nothing but a fucking apron. The red on his cheeks burned and he was pretty sure his uncovered lower regions were doing the same. God dammit. Daehyun could only hope that his boyfriend hadn’t come dressed like that but the little backpack on his drawer spoke volumes so he assumed safely that this entire getup was meant for the eyes of Jung Daehyun only. His tongue crept out as he licked his lips in want. Honestly, it took less than a second for the Fallen to hover over his boyfriend, and it took less than another second for his fingers to weasel their way up the apron as they left their gentle but teasing mark along the surface of Chanhee’s skin.

“Wipe off that smirk because if you expect to leave this room untouched, then you’re sadly mistaken,” he whispered, his breath ghosting past Chanhee’s ear as his free hand gathered both of the other’s wrists and slammed them to the pillow above them. Fingers met and brushed past the cute nubs underneath the now loosened apron, ran swiftly down the body until they wrapped around the musica’s length. He gave it a squeeze and nibbled on Chanhee’s neck. “Aren’t you daring… Would you like to be fucked, Chanhee?”

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"I'll be right next to you for the rest of my life and even beyond that, I promise." Chanhee whispered as he immediately pressed their lips together again for another hot kiss that seared their lips. "I never want to be apart from you, you're the most perfect person I've met in such a long time." The musica added as he just simply began placing quick kisses on the others face with a bright smile. "I love, love, love, love, love you. And nothing is going to change that."

Kissing Chanhee had quickly become a favourited pastime Daehyun enjoyed. Having the musica in his arms and sharing kisses with the one he loved the most, honestly, what more could he ask for? A smile traced over his lips as his grip around Chanhee's waist tightened in a manner that could've been seen as possessiveness. "Why are you so perfect?" he murmured against Chanhee's lips. "I'm surprised there aren't suitors lining up at your door, you're adorable, beautiful, and just simply flawless." And what was even better was that Chanhee belonged to him, all of the musica belonged to him. It was pretty hard to believe Chanhee was his of all the people who were better than him out there. Daehyun certainly counted himself lucky to be able to hold perfection in his arms.

"And I'm the luckiest man alive to have you all to myself," he chuckled and pressed his lips in for another kiss. 

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Their lips connected again and Chanhee melted entirely, pressing himself as close as he could to the other while letting a smile slowly break onto his face. "I'm yours," he repeated softly as he connected their foreheads together. "I don't want to be shared, I only need and want you. Don't look at anyone else except me and I'll give you anything and everything you need." His words seemed desperate however he was promising himself to the other. "I... I love you Daehyun."

Chanhee's proclamation of love almost made him forget where he was. Feeling stunned and rooted to the ground, Daehyun couldn't say he was ready to hear such a confession. Sure, he'd said it more than enough times and through his actions, but he never expected Chanhee to reciprocate. He found himself staring for the longest time at the pretty face, before breaking out into a stupid grin. He'd heard those three loving and sacred words only once upon a time in his life but it didn't end well back then. This time, however, he made sure that those words stayed with him forever. 

"How can I say no to you? I've had you once, how does anyone expect me to leave you? I don't think I'd be ever able to let go even if you yelled at me. You're stuck with me forever," he chuckled and leaned in to kiss the tip of the musica's nose. "You're my one and only, brighter than any star I've seen, more precious than any gem out there, and certainly the cutest there is. You're beautiful and I love you too, Chanhee." 

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He was being accused of cheating and Daehyun somehow had it wrapped up in his head that he had someone else. This entire situation made the musica's head hurt and a nauseous feeling came to him. "No!" He shouted, hoping that Daehyun would just understand. "I don't have another man! I only want you! Why aren't you listening?!" Frustration came over his face as he grabbed Daehyun's cheeks and pressed their lips together for a searing, passionate kiss. "I only want you, Dae. I only want you."

If the raising of his voice wasn't startling, then it was the sudden kiss that did. And it was a kiss Daehyun easily melted into because Chanhee was sweet like that, addicting. It didn't come as a surprise when Daehyun pressed the musica into him as he tilted his head to further indulge himself in their heart-felt kiss. He couldn't help it - Chanhee was his drug, his devious temptation, and his most precious weakness. To love was one but to love another and make that person the entire existence of oneself was a step over the fourth wall. How the mighty have fallen indeed; Daehyun, the master of his thousand swords and a fearsome warrior to his foes, had fallen so deeply in love with another that it made him weak.

He was a slave to Chanhee's words; he believed them over his own like a child bribed with candy. There was only one in his eyes; his heart long been given away. "You're mine, Chanhee..." But that wasn't the truth - he belonged to Chanhee, every part of him, and should the musica decide that one day he wasn't good enough anymore, he would die along with whatever love Chanhee lost for him. Daehyun would humour himself for the time being, whispering words of belonging as if it were the truth. "I won't share you with anyone ever. All of you belongs to me, every single part for of you. Every glance, every time you breathe, all of that and everything that pertains to you, is mine."

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Only one...? Did Daehyun think that he was someone on the side- like a mistress? Immediately, the musica wrapped his arms around the other, purposefully clinging. "I haven't looked away from you since I met you," he replied softly as he bit his lip and glanced downwards. "Do I need to do anything to make me worth while? Am I really just average or special?" Chanhee asked softly as he tightened his grip around the other. "You're not holding someone else instead of me, right Daehyun...?"

Though Daehyun had hugged many of his friends, he knew that wasn't what Chanhee had meant. No, other than his past lovers, Daehyun held no one currently other than his adorable Lee Chanhee. He, however, stayed quiet as he mulled senselessly over the musica's words, though that act could've seemed like he was suggesting something otherwise, but no, that wasn't the case at all. Daehyun, in the midst of his internal conflict, wondered if his boyfriend was lying or if he really was telling the truth. Either way, he couldn't figure it out and that perhaps, frustrated him a little too much. It certainly did show as his features scrunched up in concentration. 

"You say that..." he muttered under his breath, though it seemed as if he was talking more to himself than the man currently trapped in his arms. "But how do I know you don't speak those exact words to another man?" And how did he know Chanhee wasn't trying to shift the blame so that both of them seemed like victims instead of just one? Was he being too paranoid? But Chanhee was perfect, so why would he say anything otherwise? In short, was he just making it up? To make Daehyun feel like he was lacking in everything, from traits to looks to personality, and just about everything as a person, really. Was Chanhee just trying to change the topic?

"Do you think I'm clingy?" he asked while pulling back with a questionable look on his face. Daehyun brushed Chanhee's cheek with a stroke of his thumb and continued to observe the musica as if any longer would give him the answer he'd been looking for all this time. Could he find the truth just by looking over Chanhee's face? But such a pretty face couldn't possibly tell him the truth; a pity. "Should I leave you instead? Would that make you happier?"

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What. He didn't expect this and in fact this was currently the last thing he thought of. He knew Daehyun was busy with his own work and he had school to attempt to keep up but this... His grip tightened as the blond stared at the other with a sad gaze. "You aren't dreaming." Chanhee stated strongly, "I really, really like you. You're the only person for me." The musica added before giving the other an unsure look. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like I'm worthless? What's going on..?"

Only person, he had said but how much truth lied in those words? Daehyun couldn't tell and for once he wished he could read minds. For once he wished Thunder was around so he could eavesdrop on their conversation and just... tell him the truth. Daehyun looked up at the musica, feeling a little surprised over what he had said. Worthless? Not even close, Chanhee was far from worthless - he was perfect. So perfect that he had Daehyun kneeling in worship... or at least his heart had caved long ago to the man anyway. 

"Worthless? You're not worthless," he glared and quickly shot up from his seat and trudged over to the other. The door shut behind Chanhee with a click; Daehyun's arms trapped around the musica until his back hit the door. Chanhee was locked up in his arms and had nowhere else to go. Cold and sharp eyes dulled as his features softened at the look on Chanhee's face. "Don't say that again, don't say that word again. You're perfect, I would never look at you any other way."

He hesitated for a bit, clearly uncomfortable with voicing out the questions that had constantly swirled about in his head. He knew he wasn't the only one, Daehyun had long convinced himself of that and it didn't matter how many times Chanhee said otherwise, he refused to believe it. He fought with himself over and over again but eventually fell in defeat as he rested his arms around Chanhee's waist. Chin propped up on the musica's shoulder, the Fallen sighed and tightened his grip around the other. "I wish I were the only one in your eyes. Tell me, in what way am I faulty? I'll fix myself and I'll go as far as to changing everything about me as long as you look at me only. I want to be the only one able to hug you like this, I want to be the only one who is able to tell you 'I love you'. I don't want anyone else in your life, I'm selfish like that; so please don't look away."

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He listened attentively, making sure that he followed the other with his arms crossed in front of him. This cold feeling he was getting from Daehyun worried him greatly, as well as confused him. What was happening to them? Chanhee wanted to ask but at the same time didn't want to wake up any of Dae's friends. That idea just seemed catastrophic. "Did you have fun?" Chanhee asked, his voice soft and wavering, as if he had something caught in his throat. "I'm sorry I haven't been around lately."

Did he have any fun? He would've answered that question had he even remembered what went on the previous night; all he could recall was the laughter of his friends echoing through his head as he drank away whatever guilt he had left in his body. Daehyun couldn't remember much other than the dull aching of his head. 

His room was neat as usual; there wasn't much lying around save for his bed, wardrobe, and a mirror. There was a desk in the far corner at the back and a chair to accompany it but that was it. Maybe the bedroom wasn't such a great suggestion after all as it brought back memories of when he first gave himself away to the musica. He sighed and plopped down on the edge of the bed with a questionable look on his face. Honestly, was it the guilt that made Chanhee apologize to him? Did he think by apologizing everything would be put back to normal like it used to be? Then again, how long had Chanhee had someone else in his life? It could've been before Daehyun for all he knew. 

"I don't really care," he replied a little too harshly although at this point, he couldn't care less. "You can do whatever you want. It doesn't concern me." Maybe he sounded a little too cold but just looking at Chanhee broke his heart. Daehyun's eyebrows knitted in concentration. Words he wanted to speak were left unsaid and instead, he turned his gaze away from the musica to the nightstand instead. A picture of his younger brother and another unfamiliar face stared back at him. 

"Chanhee... Do you really like me or am I just dreaming?" he questioned quietly, eyes staring sadly at the picture of the unknown face. "Just tell me you don't want me; I'd rather you do that than have me hoping."

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What...? Why was the house in such a mess- why was Daehyun suddenly snapping at him? The musica visibly cringed as he glanced down to the floor, feeling as if he had shrunk down to the size of a mouse. "I... I brought cheesecake," he whispered softly as he held up the takeout box. "For us to share." Chanhee added as he timidly moved to see Daehyun's half-naked form. He had no idea what had happened, yet he almost didn't want to know. "May I come in?" He inquired, hoping that he'd be accepted.

Did someone say cheesecake? Suddenly his headache didn't seem that bad and whatever awkwardness between the two just disappeared all of a sudden and Daehyun could've sworn he was drooling or something but that could've been a fragment of his torn imagination but he digressed. "Cheesecake?" he repeated with a curious look. For the sake of his sanity, Daehyun pretended he hadn't seen the cringe. Never mind that this was Chanhee in front of him, the same man who had broken his heart and the same man who continued to shatter it, Daehyun's main focus suddenly shifted to the box of goods. Well, maybe just this once; he was supposed to be distancing himself from the musica but since he was already there... he might as well be selfish once more. No harm done, except for another beating to his heart, he supposed.

"Um... yeah, I guess..." he trailed off while rubbing at the nape of his neck rather sheepishly. He wasn't even embarrassed over what he was wearing, just the wreck of his house. His baby brother was still sleeping in the living room and god knows where the rest of his friends were but obviously they couldn't have gone far so... Daehyun shuffled into the room after letting the musica in though he might've had second thoughts on doing so when the bodies of his passed out hyungs caught his attention from the corner of his eye. Daehyun sighed and marked off the kitchen. With the living room and kitchen taken, the only other place was his bedroom. His friends knew not to trespass on that property but for once he wished they had. The bedroom wasn't exactly a place he wanted Chanhee to be in, hell, it was already awkward enough that the other was in his house but turning him away now would've been rude of him. 

"I have some friends over," he muttered, not really caring if Chanhee heard him or not as he was already heading upstairs. "My brother's in the living room, don't wake him up. He's tired. There are a few more idiots in the kitchen and it'd be wise of you not to wake them up either." He didn't elaborate anymore as it was obvious enough from the way he was moving. If Chanhee wanted to follow, then so be it but if he wanted to stay behind, well, there weren't many places left in the house so his only option was to follow suit.