“Come along, sweetheart,” Baekhyun teases with a soft smile, knowing that Chanyeol isn’t in the mood for pet names.
In fact, Chanyeol isn’t in the mood for more than a night of cuddling, with Baekhyun’s fingers in his hair as Chanyeol does absolutely nothing. It’s been a draining week, and Chanyeol appreciates that his alpha is making an effort to take his mind off things, he really does, but sometimes less is more. Chanyeol doesn’t need dinner reservations or placating gifts or . . . a hot bath?
Okay, maybe he’s down for a hot bath.
Baekhyun has led him straight to their bathroom, looking rather proud of himself as Chanyeol peers around. Affection blossoms in Chanyeol’s chest as he takes in the soft candlelight, and a bathtub full of water, swirling with all the deep colors from one of Chanyeol’s favorite bath bombs. Honestly, after the shitty week at work he’s had - management trying to pin departmental problems on Chanyeol, the department head, being an omega - the gesture brings tears to his eyes.
“Oh,” Baekhyun softly exclaims. “Baby, no,” he croons, stepping forward to cup Chanyeol’s face. “I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
Chanyeol sniffles, but smiles down at Baekhyun, shaking his head. “I love you so much,” Chanyeol croaks. “Thank you.”
Baekhyun’s tense posture melts and he lifts onto to his to leave a kiss on Chanyeol’s lips. “I didn’t realize your week was that bad,” he says. “I’m sorry.”
Chanyeol shrugs, the weight of all that bullshit slipping from him just by being in the presence of someone who clearly cares so much for him. Fuck all those alphas who think less of him because he’s an omega. He knows he’s good at his job and he’s going to make them eat their baseless opinions.
Baekhyun helps Chanyeol shrug out of his suit, leaving it rumpled in a pile on the floor as Chanyeol steps into the bath. Their tub is wide, and Baekhyun is quick to shimmy out of his own clothes and slip in behind Chanyeol, fingers finding a home in Chanyeol’s hair.
“I’ve got you now,” Baekhyun whispers, his scent permeating through the aroma of the bath bomb and candles. “I’ll make you forget about those assholes.”
Chanyeol manages a laugh, turning his head to the side. “I really love you.”
Baekhyun beams at him, shampoo bottle in hand. “I know.”
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