“Want some help?” she asked aloud and watched as he returned his attention to her, still not turning to face her. "No, thank you." he responded by trying to take a deep breath as the position didn't help with the gaping cut in his skin. But Y/N didn't obey, on the contrary, she approached seeing that he had a first aid box on the bed. Without saying anything, she took a cotton ball and the liquid to clean the cut, during the process she just limited herself to paying attention to what was in her hand. "Take off your shirt." she ordered and glared at him, seeing him look at her with outrage. He bordered on offense. She even found it funny. “Hurry up, Park.” He huffed but did so, with some difficulty. Y/N didn't think it would feel a bit hot to see him rip off his black shirt, well, she knew he was strong but even though they were in the same room, she couldn't remember ever seeing him shirtless. And she wished she hadn't, because Park was defined. Very defined. The kind she couldn't take her eyes off his strong shoulders and well-shaped biceps. She shook her head as if trying to shake off the naughty thoughts she'd had, this was Park, she shouldn't think of him like that! And although it was only a momentary lapse, it didn't go unnoticed by Chanyeol who smirked proudly. "You're pretty stubborn." he commented and Y/N made him raise his arm, the quick contact between the skins generated another feeling, until then unknown to both. "You seem to forget." she spoke and bent down enough to run the cotton over the cut after analyzing it. "What?" Chanyeol turned his face to face her and noticed how close she was, in a way they had never been before. He could even get a better look at her face, the concentrated expression as she cleaned the wound was… reassuring. “That I was the first student in the first aid course.” Chanyeol gritted his teeth from the burning and saw that she was looking at him out of the corner of her eye, as if she was expecting him to make drama, like most soldiers. But he held back, as usual. "Now you're going to tell me that you always wanted to be a doctor." a smile played on her lips and Chanyeol didn't find her that annoying. She was even pretty, when she wasn't pissing him off. “Wrong, I wanted to be a dancer.” she admitted, straightening up again and discarding the cotton. "Ballet?" he asked, watching her pick up gauze and bandage. "Belly dance." she replied and saw his jaw drop, the expression of pure surprise. "Okay, you can laugh." she rolled her eyes as she covered the area with the gauze. "I won't laugh, I just wanted to understand." Chanyeol admitted, seeing her raise her eyebrow, silently asking what he meant. "How did you go from dancer to army soldier?" He noticed that she swallowed and the soft touch of the cut ceased, indicating that she was done. "You were lucky, the cut wasn't deep. I think it's just going to need some ointment for the next few days." she changed the subject and started packing the things in the box. Chanyeol waited and when he saw her leaving, he held her wrist lightly, making her stop. The touch gave off a heat they hadn't felt before, but it wasn't strange, quite the opposite. The way he had touched her was comforting. Y/N took a deep breath, she knew he wouldn't stop with the questions because she had given him freedom to ask them. "When your custody is in the hands of the government, you don't have many options." she shrugged, feeling Chanyeol's gaze analyze her deeply, so she sat beside him on the bed. That would be a long conversation. "I'm an orphan. I know absolutely nothing about my parents, I wasn't even adopted by any family and within the orphanages I had two options: become a criminal or a law enforcement officer. I ended up studying at a military school and well, I came to a stop here. Not too many adventures." She smiled, without any humor. Chanyeol looked thoughtful. He didn't know Y/N's story, didn't even remember the one time they'd talked alone. But now, he understood why she was so withdrawn and why she avoided getting attached to anyone. "And dancing was part of your life?" he asked in a tone Y/N hadn't even known Chanyeol had the ability to use. Tenderness. "It did. I used to watch dance videos out of pure curiosity because it takes a lot of training and discipline, those are things the army also needs, but I ended up falling in love with belly dancing. It takes a lot of skill." Chanyeol stared at her again, analyzing every inch of Y/N's face, as different as the times when they cursed each other or exchanged barbs, she looked vulnerable. It was as if he was the only person she'd ever opened up to, willing to share something so personal and intimate that no one else knew but him. "I like playing instruments, I used to think I was going to have a band when I was a teenager." he laughed, looking away. Y/N looked at him, he had a smile that was amused to remember something and for some reason that warmed her heart, not anger like she was used to. But because he hadn't made fun of her childhood dreams, he'd shared his own teenage daydreams. It was as if they were exchanging secrets. "And why did you join the army?" she asked, curious. She could even imagine Chanyeol as a vocalist or guitarist in a band. "My grandfather served in that same division." The phrase made Y/N understand everything. She wanted to have that kind of story, follow in the footsteps of a close relative and make him proud to have continued the legacy. But she couldn't because didn't even know where she came from. "He sure is very proud of you." she spoke and smiled, seeing he stared instantly. It was the first time they had looked into each other's eyes at such a short distance, in a welcoming silence. She had never really noticed Chanyeol's dark eyes but realized that they were lighter than they appeared, the chocolate brown was attractive, she could almost hear a voice calling her to swim in the immensity. Chanyeol noticed how Y/N's figure fit perfectly with the sparkle she carried in her eyes, of course the vulnerability was still there but he felt a companionship that he had only seen on missions, when she was forced to help him. But there, there was no obligation. It was spontaneous. He felt as if she was looking for a home like the one he had, an overwhelming urge to protect her then surged. They didn't realize it but the bodies drew together like magnets, the heat seeking closer and closer. All the disagreements or even anger they felt were far away, they didn't even remember them. Chanyeol lowered his gaze to her lips, too inviting, it was as if they asked to be kissed and he didn't repress it, he showed the desire he felt. Y/N didn't object, she could barely, not with him so close. It was ridiculous how her body trembled inside with his cologne, it wasn't the one he put on after his shower that she thought was overdone to get the attention of the few women in the base, it was his natural scent. Of sweat, gunpowder and danger. Was he supposed to be stupidly handsome like that even after a mission that almost took his life if it weren't for her? She bit down hard on her lower lip as she saw him brush their foreheads together, their noses touching softly sending a shiver through both of them. The moment their lips met, her eyes closed, giving in to the sensation. She felt Chanyeol's hungry and powerful lips grab hers in a single-tempo dance, slow and sensual, making her feel completely intoxicated. She reciprocated in the same way, feeling her hands tingle and almost create a will of their own to grab his shoulder. When they pulled apart millimeters, Chanyeol took Y/N's face with one hand and brought her back, just the feel of his long fingers made her give herself completely to the new kiss that started greedy, almost desperate. She threw her arms around his neck, bringing their bodies closer, feeling Chanyeol bring his hands to her waist as their tongues met. While they fit perfectly, Chanyeol forced his torso so that Y/N lay on the bed with him on top and he made her sigh, wrapped her legs around his waist. He raised one hand to the back of her neck, feeling the skin prickling under his fingers, and set the pace of the kiss. Slower than Y/N wanted, so she pulled away, breathless, and glared at him. "I'm the sergeant, beautiful." he smirked, seeing her lips completely red and swollen. "Your patent has no jurisdiction here, Park." she complained, feeling her body temperature rise considerably. He shook his head and brought his lips to the back of her neck, placing long wet kisses on her skin, making her squeeze his shoulder. "It is what you think." he replied, close to her ear. Y/N had to close her eyes to control the sounds her mouth wanted to make. "I hate you." she spoke and felt his teeth grip the skin near her collarbone. "It's mutual." he responded with anger and pleasure at the same time. Y/N felt his wide hands go to her uniform shirt and forcefully undo the buttons, he pulled away enough that she could lift her torso to discard the uniform across the room. The two looked at each other once more, the anger was there once more but now it was mixed with the desire of the heat of both bodies to get involved and suddenly everything seemed more desperate. When the lips met again, the rhythm was faster as the hands trailed and tried to remove the other pieces that hindered the process. Chanyeol lifted her onto his lap when he remembered the bedroom door was open, on the way to close it Y/N planted kisses on his neck as he gripped her thighs tightly to keep her steady. He tossed her onto the bed, seeing her smile with her teeth gripping her lower lip, his hurried hands making their way to her boots which were thrown in a corner along with her pants. When Chanyeol got back on top, covering her body with his own, she helped him get rid of his pants, Y/N taking it off with her own feet while receiving a dirty look from him. They kissed again, Y/N stopped her hands on his broad back feeling the warm skin between her palms while Chanyeol couldn't stop caressing her entire body, he wanted to memorize every inch from top to bottom. It wasn't until the last pieces of clothing were thrown away and their hot bodies fully met that they looked back into each other's eyes, while the rhythm they maintained took their breath away. The tired, heavy breaths meeting, making the place a lot hotter than it actually was. Chanyeol wanted to bury his face between Y/N's neck but couldn't look away, even though her hands were scratching his back in a painful way, it didn't matter. And Y/N had finally given in to the urge to surrender to the immensity of chocolate brown eyes, she found much more than she imagined there. She hated Park. She hated his wide and sometimes innocent smile, hated his childish and serious way at the same time, hated his rank and how the uniform made him so irresistible. She hated wanting him so much. It was there, fully surrendered to her deepest desires, that she realized that the hatred she felt was actually attraction. As Chanyeol lost himself in Y/N's inner heat, he felt not only his mind being taken over by every inch of her, but also his heart. He knew that the moment he truly looked at her, without the childish teasing they had, he would find her pure heart. That would make him fall in love as fast as ice melting in the hot sun. And now that was it. There it was not pure and simply carnal attraction, it went further. And when the two of them reached their climax together, her nails still digging into his skin and him moaning softly in her ear, they realized that the bond between them had grown stronger. Unique. They took a deep breath before pulling away, Chanyeol realized that Y/N was restless and about to get up so he hugged her around the waist, bringing her closer. She made no move to fight it, nor would she have the strength to do so, and she placed her hand on his chest, feeling it rise and fall rapidly. They stayed like that for a while until they caught their breath and normalized, Chanyeol made abstract designs on her skin as she shamelessly looked at his definite abdomen. "Thanks." Y/N felt the back of her neck prickling as she heard his husky voice so close but she stared at him with a raised eyebrow. "For this?" she looked suggestively at the embracing bodies, drawing a laugh from him. "Also." he grinned and brought his free hand to the back of his head, making his biceps more evident and drawing Y/N's attention. "For saving me today." It was her turn to smile. "It wasn’t a big deal." she shrugged and propped herself up on her elbow to bring her face closer to his. "I think the only person who should shoot you is me, sir." she smiled teasingly and he looked at her sideways. "You really wish you were that lucky." Chanyeol used his strength and the fact that his body was twice as wide as hers to get her to lie down again. "But I still haven't forgotten all your provocations." He raised his eyebrows and smiled at her. "You can punish me any time you like, Sergeant."

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The surgery had been very long, we had to do a blood transfusion as he lost a lot, other than that we didn't have any extreme complications. As promised, I stayed on the patient's side the whole time, when everything was under control and the Dr. no longer needed my help, I was holding his hand. It had been involuntary and it was completely weird, but I was in agony, I knew the risk he was taking, even more because of the amount of blood he lost and also because of the bullet. It hadn't done much damage, but it was very difficult to remove and required great care. I hoped he would save himself, such a young guy dying doing his job was too painful. I asked to take care of his recovery and the Dr. agreed. For some unknown reason, I felt in my chest that I owed it. Not because I was a nurse and promised his friend, but because I'd be in agony if I didn't hear from him. The patient spent a few hours in the ICU, just to make sure his health was stable after the surgery. In the meantime, I went to warn his tall friend, who look like he have ants in the hospital chair, as soon as he saw me walking towards him, he got up. Another guy, also in navy uniform, did the same, probably another friend. “How did he…?” “Keep calm, he's stable. He lost some blood and we had a transfusion but the surgery went well. Soon he will go to his room.” the two sigh in relief and look at each other, both looking exhaust. “Thank you so much, Dr.” the taller one approach and shook my hand, swaying quickly. "I'm just the nurse, sir." I smile. "Sorry, the doctor had another emergency surgery, she don't have time to come talk to you." “You stayed with him like you promised, didn't you?” he ask and I nod. “I'm Chanyeol, by the way, this is Kai. We’re friends with Sehun.” I was so worried about the patient that I didn't even remember to get his file, I still don't know anything about him. “Nice to meet you, gentlemen.” I was still unsure what to call them. "Chanyeol still talks like we're 18-year-olds, even though we have titles in the navy." Kai say. "I still haven't gotten used to being called a soldier outside the base." Chanyeol defend himself and I hold back a laugh. They look like children. "I just don't want to offend either of you." "Oh don't worry, we don't really care about that." Kai shrugg. “Actually, we even like to be called by name.” Chanyeol smirk. “Well, Chanyeol and Kai, I can imagine how tired you are, so I will advise you to go home and come back later.” the two look at each other for a minute, I knew they had considered that option. “We appreciate the concern but we will stay, he would do the same for us.” Kai spoke at last. "I'll let you know when he wakes up, but now I have to go." I say after watching someone else get on a stretcher. "What is your name?" Chanyeol ask quickly as I start to walk away. “Y/N.” “Thanks, Y/N.” they smile at me and for the first time in a while, that warmed my heart. They were being sincere and no money in the world could pay that. Sehun was lucky to have loyal friends like that, I hope he knew that. And if he was as kind as the two of them, my job would be so much easier. I found myself wondering what his voice was like, if his eyes were so warm and sincere. I shook my head, pushing away all the nagging thoughts, I couldn't be dreaming about a patient right now, no matter what I felt in that operating room, it had to be a professional. It was just what I needed now, to have a crush with a simple patient. (...) I start reading Sehun's file as I walk to his room, he had already left ICU, leaving his friends unconcerned. I got caught by surprise, I mean 30 years with that face? And Captain of the Navy? How was that possible, a rank like that meant something to someone at that age, I thought. He was still sleeping when I enter, which was really nice considering I couldn't stop staring at him. The information on his file was shocking, I tried to find it all in his face but he looked so serene it was hard to see it. He was a Captain! I approach so I could clean and re-bandage his rib, seeing the small stitches on his skin made me have a strange feeling in my heart but I ignore it and did my job. Still shocked by his file, I look back at his face again and try to imagine him as captain. Seeing him in a uniform wasn't all that shocking, but to think that his position was so higher and full of responsibility was hard to understand. It was then that I notice some scars and marks, he had a very small one on his face and I even found it charming, on his chest there was a long but low scar near his heart and soon he would have the rib on the same side, already on his arm there were a few, one on his bicep and one just above his wrist. I hadn't notice that my hand was following my gaze, I only notice when Sehun's hand held my wrist, stopping me from caressing his skin. I try to get away but I couldn't, he was very strong. "It tickles." he smile with his eyes still closed, I keep silent, maybe he thought it was a dream and went back to sleep. Sehun open his eyes and stare at the ceiling for a while, until he look back at me. I felt a shiver down my spine at the exchange of eyes that seemed to last forever, and yet it didn't seem to be enough. "I died?" he ask after a long time, still staring at me. “W-what?” “I must have died, this looks like heaven. You're definitely an angel.” he spoke and I felt my cheeks burn. Okay, he must have been delirious from the meds. “Um, you're fine and in the hospital. I'm just your... nurse. Do you remember anything?” I ask and look at his hand that was still holding me, he did the same and when he notice, he let go. I wished he hadn't. "Sorry, that's force of habit." he point at my fist. “I remember breaking into the ship, fighting some masked guys, getting shot and then I fell into the water.” I shook my head as he spoke. "And my head hurts like hell." "Probably because of the impact with the water... I'll call your friends, they're out there very worried." I point to the door and walk towards it. "Oh, you really need to do this because I have to go to the bathroom." I got the message and even if it was part of my job, I just couldn't help him with that part. (...) Sehun had been in the hospital for just over 5 days, his recovery was going well and faster than usual, he was a soldier after all. Being a captain, he was very funny, he made fun of me every time I needed to change his bandage, but he was also very stubborn. Because of his condition, it was recommended to rest as much as he could so that the stitches wouldn’t open. However, Sehun didn't agree with the medical report, he thought that just because the bullet was out of his body, he was already great to go back to base. Well, all this generated a great deal of confusion, involving calls from admirals and higher positions. But that didn't stop him from standing beside the bed in the bedroom when I arrived. “Captain, how many times should I say you need to stay in bed?” I hurry to get to him and stop him from continuing. "Relax doll, I just needed to stretch my legs." I put my hand on his back and he put his arm around my shoulders, I try to ignore the nickname he had given me. “Already stretched, now go back to bed.” “On second thought, I really wanted to go to the coffee shop. Kai can't stop talking about how wonderful the coffee is.” I lift my face to face him and he smile like a child. "You have a healthy diet for your recovery Captain, I don't think coffee is included." "Oh please Y/N, I'll be back and forth quickly." he try not to lean on me anymore but ended up tripping over his own feet. “Sehun!” I say loudly and hurry to catch him before he fell. The act made his body lean on the bed, I end up losing my balance and had to lean on something. And that was his chest. With him propped up on the bed, his height got closer to mine, making our faces get too close together. It was like his eyes hypnotized me, I just couldn't pull away and look anywhere else but his eyes. They were intense, captivating and irresistible. And that was very dangerous. Sehun's eyes scan my entire face until they stop at my lips, where he linger long enough for me to understand what was about to happen. Seconds dragged slowly through eternity and it was only interrupted when a screeching sound began to play, I shook my head and turn away to face whatever it was. I notice then that it was Sehun's heartbeat, he was still being monitored by hospital rules and it was way too fast. “Uh… I need to change your bandage.” I speak softly as scratch the back of my head without having the courage to look into his eyes. It wouldn't be an easy task after that moment, as I would have to face his bare chest. "That's funny." He say after a long time, while I was still working on his wound, if he stay quiet could probably get the stitches out tomorrow. "What is funny?" "You’re embarrased of me." he laugh. “Yah what are you talking about? I’m not ashamed.” I reply too quickly. “Do you find me that attractive?” I look at his face and raise his eyebrows as he smirk. "Ouch!" he complain and I pull my hands away. I hadn't even done anything. "That hurts." he pout and I roll my eyes. “Are all soldiers like that?” "Like that?" I finish and walk away. “Cry babies when it comes to the hospital.” I took out all the things I had gotten out of the way, including my gloves, and arranged the sheet on him. “Who are you calling a cry baby? I fight valiantly every day on a ship to save civilians from threats and not…” Sehun try to point his finger at me but all he manage to do was knock him on the bed. “Oh, oh, oh.” he hold his finger and in a very dramatic way began to mumble. "I think that answers your question." I laugh. "It's not fair, you didn't answer mine." I look at him and wait for him to continue. "Do you find me attractive?" "I'll bring your dinner, Captain." I leave the room before my expressions respond, not before I can hear him laugh and then complain. I didn't want it to be so obvious or else it would be pretty hard to work with him every day while he had that advantage over me. After I had taken the tray with Sehun's diet and walk back to the room, seeing Kai and Chanyeol outside, both of them with their arms folded. “Why are you out here? Sehun has been awake for hours.” I say as I approached and could see the frightened expressions of the two. "What happened? Have you seen a ghost?” “Our boss is inside.” Chanyeol reply, visibly terrify. “Your boss?” “The Fleet Admiral.” I had to grip the tray tighter after Kai speak. All right, I didn't know the entire hierarchy of the Navy but I knew that the Admiral was the highest position and that if he was there it was because something had happened. I took a deep breath before asking one of them to open the door for me, they both look at me shock but I need to do my job, knowing that none of them would follow me I walk in slowly, receiving several looks as soon as the door was closed. "Um, it's dinner time." I announce and pass the Admiral's side, now I understood why Chanyeol was terrified, that man was scary. Two soldiers accompanied the Admiral. I pull the base that was on the bed so I could put the tray on top. "Well, that's all, Captain." the Admiral say and I was more afraid of his voice, it was cold and hard. "Yes sir." Sehun reply and I adjust the pillows so that it would be better to eat. "Nurse?" the Admiral call me and I look quickly. "Yes?" “When will he be discharged?” “Due to the fast recovery, tomorrow he will take the stitches out and he can go” I reply and he just shook his head. "Kim and Park will see to it that you return to base." "Yes sir." Sehun nod and salute before the Admiral left along with the soldiers. “Oh, my heart is beating too fast.” he sigh and I look at him worriedly. "Need something?" “A hug would be nice.” he smile and I roll my eyes. “Eat.” I order and he grumble, but did what I say. “Did something happen for the Admiral to come here?” I ask after a long time of silence. I’m a nurse but was still curious. For the first time, he was silent and avoid looking at me. “Okay, I understand that it's confidential, I've dealt with soldiers before, you know? But if you can't talk, it's okay..." "Go out with me." he interrupt me and I felt my jaw drop. "What?" "Let's go on a date." His expression was too serious and I began to doubt that this was a joke. "Your medicine must be working..." I laugh softly but he remain serious. "Oh, are you serious?" he nod and my legs start to shake. "Unless you have a boyfriend, which would be a shame since I haven't laid eyes on you sooner." Sehun keep his expression serious but his tone was joking. “If I accept, will you stop flirting with me?” not that I thought it was bad, quite the opposite, I was just embarrassed. "Only when I conquer you." assure and I roll my eyes, he was already getting it anyway. “Tell me the day and time.”

"Yes, Sergeant. I do."

“Park, are you listening to me?” Y/N asked loudly, seeing the boy blink a few times and turn his attention to her. "What?" She sighed, Chanyeol had been airy and distracted for weeks, many times in training he didn't even pay attention to the soldiers' exercises. Chanyeol was absent-minded but not when he worked, when the sergeant pose appeared he was so meticulous with every little detail it was boring. And Y/N was watching him more than she should have? Probably. "Since your last meeting with the commander you've been like this." she commented and felt his hand caress her arm. They were at the cinema, far from the base, on the first break they were able to take together, and yet he wasn't there. "It's your impression." he commented and saw her curl her lip. He couldn't help but think about what he knew when he was by her side, he felt a wave of guilt take over his entire body. “You’re the first to say that there are no coincidences.” "Because it’s truth." "And yet you want to convince me that it's just a coincidence that you've been distracted since then?" Y/N was stubborn and he knew she wouldn't accept that short answer from him. "I think you've forgotten how a movie theater works." he brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, making her smile discreetly as she looked at him out of the corner of her eye. Park was avoiding the subject, but it wasn't just because they were in the theater waiting for the movie to start that she was going to forget. One day he would speak, she would find a way to extract what she wanted to know. "I'll get more chocolate." she warned and moved away, feeling her body ask for contact to be reestablished. It was common now, she was used to being physically closer to him. She didn't want to act like a silly in love teenager, so she convinced herself that 5 minutes wouldn't hurt. She would buy the chocolates and get back before the movie started and the lights went out. That was the plan and she was doing fine, just waited for the attendant to get the bars she had chosen. "Y/N?" she turned when heard her name coming from a voice she didn't even know and was more confused when saw the face. A much older man than she had ever seen. Discreetly, she brought her right hand up to the waistband of her pants where her personal weapon was. Should she be cautious? Yes. Would she distrust anyone? Ever. "May I help?" she replied, her expression not at all bland. "It's so nice to finally meet you." she saw the man smile widely. "I'm sorry, I think you must be confusing me with someone. I don't know who you’re." she admitted and took the chocolates that the attendant had held out, took the money out of her pocket and handed it to the woman, ready to leave. If not for the man in front of her. "I know that, but I know who you are." Okay, that was weird and very suspicious. Her soldier side was on alert. "Pardon?" "Y/N, I'm Choi Seung, I'm your father." She felt all her blood run cold and her jaw dropped, unable to control herself. She was first confused and then laughed nervously. One, two, three times. Until she saw that the man was still serious, almost ashamed to be there. It was really strange, all her life had never experienced that, no one had ever come and tried to claim paternity. "I don’t have father." she replied low and through gritted teeth, stepping to the side to avoid the man in front of her. "Please." she heard the man speak, causing her to stop for a deep breath before facing him again. “I just ask for a chance to explain myself.” Y/N pondered, not knowing how to respond. She had so many questions and while part of her wanted to just turn her back and pretend it hadn't happened, the other part was curious for the answers. Would it be worth tinkering with the unknown past? [...] “Y/N” Chanyeol caught the attention of the woman lying next to him on the bed, watching her stare at the ceiling of his room without blinking. "Yes?" she replied, half astonished. "You talked about me but you're also distracted and don't tell me it's because of the movie because you didn't even pay attention." he laughed, expecting Y/N to do the same but it didn't. On the contrary, she took a deep breath before sitting on the bed, losing contact with Chanyeol's embrace, his hand fell from her side on the mattress. It was the first time they were just lying in bed, both of them unable to stop thinking about the dark clouds that haunted their heads. On their first night after the date. “Something has happened.” she started and Chanyeol put his hands behind his head, waiting for her to continue, she was so airy that the movement didn't catch her attention like it always did. "I don’t know where to start." she admitted. Chanyeol was worried but not knowing what to say. Unlike him, who always had someone to tell all the problems and inconveniences in his life, he had his parents and his sister, Y/N wasn’t in the habit of opening up to people because she never had anyone to count on. She always kept everything she felt to herself, not because she thought sharing would make her vulnerable, but because she didn't have anyone she felt comfortable talking to about her life. Until she was with Chanyeol. Even though she trusted him, she still found it hard to have to share it all with him. “Start from the beginning.” his hand went up to her leg and caressed it. It was easier said than done. "Okay. My father came to me.” she went straight and Chanyeol's eyes widened. It wasn't the sort of thing she would joke about and considering recent events, he knew it would happen sooner or later. He just didn't expect it to be so soon. "What?" Chanyeol saw her biting her lip, visibly annoyed, and tried to soften his reaction. “Wait, your father?” “At the cinema, when I went to buy the chocolates, a man called my name and said he was my father.” Chanyeol adjusted his position, took his hands from behind his head and sat facing Y/N with his back against the headboard, taking a good look at the woman in front of him. He was close by, watching over her, he probably knew they were together. This was no good. "I thought you didn't know who your father was." "And I don’t know!" she said, irritated with herself for making such a big deal out of it. "I wouldn't even stop to listen because even if he's my father, it doesn't make any difference." Chanyeol looked at her suspiciously, he knew she was trying to convince herself and not him. "But..." he encouraged her to continue. "But I think I deserve to know the truth." she shrugged and Chanyeol felt a lump form in his throat, along with the heaviness his heart felt seeing her so shaken by it. It wasn't common to see Y/N so vulnerable and although Chanyeol's will was always to protect her, out of sheer instinct, he felt bad this time because he was hiding important information from her. She was right, she deserved to know the truth! "What do you think?" she asked uncertainly. "You’re right." he replied and had to bite his tongue to keep from speaking what he knew. All his self-control was hanging by a thread. “But do you really want to go through this now? I mean, it's kind of weird for him to show up after so long. If he really is your father.” Y/N nodded silently, she thought so too, that's why she was so confused. It was the first time her past, which she had no knowledge of, gave her a headache. When she finally was at peace with herself. "Hey." she looked at Chanyeol, he was smiling slightly and took the opportunity to bring a hand to her cheek, making a subtle caress. "Forget about that, it's not worth stressing over anyway." he asked and saw that she grimaced. Of course, she wouldn't let this story go, but the more he could keep her from getting too involved, he would. "Is weird." she admitted, the heat of Chanyeol's palm was doing that to her. "What?" "It's the first time this has happened to me." she saw that he was confused and tried to explain. "That someone shows up saying it's my dad and I have someone to talk to about it." Chanyeol felt his heart weigh once more, guilt filling every space. But he confessed that he was happy to be the person Y/N trusted to share that, it meant he was important. Okay, they'd been together for a few weeks now and he knew they'd become more attached to each other because of their passion. But it was special to hear that from her. Without saying anything, he didn't want to spoil the moment, the hand that was on her cheek went to the back of her neck and brought her closer so that the lips could calmly meet. He felt her melt in his arms as he captured her bottom lip and heard her sigh, laying her hand on his shoulder. When Chanyeol moved away, receiving Y/N's complaint, he looked at her deeply. “No matter what happens, I will always be by your side supporting you.” Y/N smiled, feeling her heart beat faster. "You’re good at it." "What?" he asked, amused. "Distract me." Y/N saw him smile widely and hug her around the waist with both arms, bringing her to the bed and getting on top of her. "I haven't even started yet." [...] "Wait!" “Come on, Y/N.” Chanyeol pulled his girlfriend by the hand but she tried at all costs to walk slowly. Much slower. "I'm going to fall, Park!" she complained, trying to balance her heels and the pie in her free hand as he tugged. "I told you you didn't have to-" he started to speak but stopped walking, causing Y/N to do the same. “Did you just call me Park?” he spoke with a pout and she was confused, then laughed. "It’s your name!" "Not for you, I thought we'd gotten to the nickname part." Y/N laughed once more, finding it amusing but swallowed the laugh when she saw that he was serious. She felt her cheeks start to burn. “You want me to call you what? Supreme baby of my life?” she asked and saw Chanyeol looking at her expectantly and then disappointedly, shaking his head and pulling her again. "You cut the whole mood, just love was enough." he complained and she bit her lip to keep from laughing again. Love. She liked that word but still couldn't speak it out loud to him. But Y/N felt her legs shake as Chanyeol stopped in front of the house that would be their destination for the next two days. “Calm down, Chanyeol. Wait!" she spoke as she watched him struggle to ring the bell with bags in hand. He turned to face her without understanding. "What's it?" he asked worriedly as he noticed that her eyes kept looking around. Her hands were busy, so it kept her from scratching the back of her neck. “Are you sure you want to do this?” "It's the fifth time you've asked me that just on the way over here." he remembered and she took a deep breath, unable not to look nervous. “Because I want to make sure this is a really good idea.” Chanyeol stopped everything when he heard her trembling voice, dropped the bags on the floor and brought both hands to her face, forcing her to look into his eyes. “It was my mother who invited you, she wants to meet you. You don’t need to be afraid." he assured and his thumb caressed her skin, making her smile slightly. When Chanyeol had told her that he'd told his parents he was finally dating, she hadn't cared and tried not to think about it too much, but when he'd announced that next weekend they would have some time off together his family had invited her to visit them, Y/N became nervous and very anxious. With Chanyeol it was all new, he was the one she had the first date with, he was the first person she could open up about her feelings, the first person she told about being an orphan. He was her first boyfriend. Consequently, meeting her boyfriend's family would also be her first time and that worried her a lot for two reasons: she had never been in the role of daughter-in-law and she wasn't that experienced with family. "Trust me." he asked and she couldn't resist, smiling broadly and nodding. She didn't even need to answer, of course she trusted him. He returned the smile and kissed her forehead, pulling away to pick up the bags again and pull her by the hand as they headed towards the front door. Y/N took a deep breath, feeling her hands sweat as she tightly gripped the pie she was holding and squeezed Chanyeol's hand before the door opened. "Honey!" Chanyeol's father yelled and soon after pulled his son into a tight hug. Y/N smiled discreetly as she saw her boyfriend drop the bags on the floor to return the hug while he laughed. She didn't know why but Chanyeol's laugh reminded her of a child's and she couldn't control her smile every time she heard that sound. When the two moved away, Chanyeol's father faced Y/N with a polite smile. “Dad, this is Y/N, my girlfriend.” Chanyeol proudly introduced her and she smiled back, then bowed. "It's very nice to meet you, sir!" she answered. "Equally." he held out his hand to her. “Please let me take it in!” he ordered the pie and Y/N delivered it, soon after he made room for the two of them to enter. Chanyeol took the bags and nodded for her to go ahead. And so she did, watching the house and smelling a pleasant scent. “Make yourself comfortable!” Chanyeol's father left for a moment and Y/N looked at her boyfriend nervously. Not all the adrenaline in the world would be able to anesthetize all the anxiety she was feeling, no mission had made her heart beat as fast as it did at that moment. And when Chanyeol's mother appeared with a wide smile and her eyes shining at the sight of her son, Y/N was sure she would faint from being so nervous, her hands couldn't stop wiping the sweat between her palms on the jeans she was wearing. However, even nervous and afraid of what her boyfriend's parents would think of her, Y/N did nothing but smile when she saw Chanyeol get lost in her mother's embrace even though he was 3 times bigger than her, dropping the bags once again on the floor to return the hug. She felt her heart warm with happiness, she knew how important that reunion was for her boyfriend and how much family meant to him, so seeing him happy, she felt happy too. “Mom, this is Y/N.” Chanyeol spoke up, after pulling away from the hug and his mom turned to face Y/N. “It's great to meet you!” Y/N did the same greeting she did with the father and saw Chanyeol's mother approach to extend her hand, Y/N quickly grabbed it. "It's nice to finally meet you in person, my son talked a lot about you." the two shook hands and Y/N kept the smile but frowned. "Oh really?" she asked interestedly and glanced at her boyfriend for a brief second. "I knew he liked you before he even told me you were dating." she continued and I could hear Chanyeol's father's muffled laugh. "OK!" Chanyeol slurred and approached his mother, placing his hands on her shoulder. “Mom, where is Y/N going to sleep?” he looked back at his girlfriend. "My mom has a rule that guys and girls can't sleep in the same room so-" “I'm not that old-fashioned. That was when you were younger.” his mother defended herself, making him look confused. "I know what my son does in my absence, so you can sleep in his old room." she explained to Y/N that she just nodded, looking at her boyfriend next. Chanyeol was completely in shock and had such a funny face that Y/N couldn't control her laughter, catching the attention of his mother who glared at him. "I know you're not that innocent, son." she patted his arm a few times and Y/N saw his ears turn red. “Well, while you guys take your bags to your room, we're going to set the table. You must be hungry.” Chanyeol's father spoke up and they both agreed. Chanyeol took the bags and went ahead, while the parents walked back to the kitchen laughing, and Y/N followed her boyfriend. She admired the room when she arrived, it was much more organized than she had imagined and saw a guitar in the corner. She had recently discovered that he was passionate about music but hadn’t yet had time to hear him play or sing, although she knew that the moment that happened, she would fall in love with him even more. Chanyeol turned to face her after putting the bags on the bed, he was embarrassed and it was obvious, Y/N found it amusing. When she could have imagined that she would see Chanyeol blush because of his mother. "You're not going to talk about it to anyone in the division." he warned and she bit her lip to hold back her laughter. "Sure!" she promised, motioning as if she was sealing her lips. He looked at her suspiciously and she raised her arms in surrender. I'll tell everyone, she thought. Chanyeol walked over and held her hand, it was freezing cold and even though she was enjoying herself, he knew she was still anxious. So he brought the back of her hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss. "Come on, my parents can't wait to talk to you!" Y/N smiled nervously and hoped it would live up to Chanyeol's parents' expectations. Dinner was better than Y/N could have imagined. Although Chanyeol's mother seemed serious, she was sweet and liked to talk, and his father even seeming to be more serious had a sense of humor that Y/N noticed his boyfriend had inherited. That particular night was the first time she hadn't felt alone. When mothers went to visit colleagues at the base, Y/N always felt a tightness in her chest because it was a kind of thing she would never understand, she wouldn't know what it felt like to see a relative after so long, what it was like to hug someone so strong enough to not want to let go. She'd never had anyone to go back to. But here, along with her boyfriend and his family, it was the exact opposite of what she'd ever felt before. She felt at home, that was all she could describe. Even with her cheeks hurting from laughing, she didn't want to stop. Not while she was hearing stories from Chanyeol that she never had the opportunity to. Embarrassing stories that only parents would have the courage to tell. They spent hours talking, until Chanyeol's mother, kindly as usual, suggested they go to sleep after they had eaten the pie Y/N brought. It was late and they must both be tired, as she claimed. Neither of them objected, because it was true, and after Y/N thanked them for the food and accommodation, the two went to Chanyeol's old room. Y/N swapped her jeans for a sweatshirt and Chanyeol took off his, going straight to the guitar and picking it up, to sit on the edge of the bed right away while Y/N lay down comfortably.. Chanyeol started to strum some song and she just admired him in silence, the concentrated and at the same time serene expression gave her a peace that she wished she had forever. It was ironic how that was the same Chanyeol she hated a while ago. "Now I know where you got so much humor from your father." Y/N spoke and saw Chanyeol laugh, still strumming the guitar. “If Baekhyun were here, you would have fainted from laughing.” he said "I still can't believe you two dropped the 1 meter cake on your school principal's head." “What was supposed to be volunteer work at the school ended up turning into a two-day suspension.” Y/N tried not to laugh even louder, her stomach was already hurting from this story. "You would have liked to meet Baekhyun." "What happened to him?" she asked, curious. “He was kicked out of the army for being too loud.” Chanyeol smiled, memories flooding his head once more. "Really?" Y/N asked, shocked. “He spent two weeks in the air force.” he stared at her. "He would have been a great pilot if he didn't scream that he was going to die in testing." Y/N frowned. “Wait, in the tests?” she asked and he nodded in agreement. “He didn’t even get off the ground with an airship then?” “He got kicked out before that.” Y/N laughed once more. She was sure that this was the kind of best friend she would have imagined Chanyeol to have. “Now he lives very well with his wife.” Chanyeol shrugged and turned his attention to the guitar. “He says it was the best thing that could have happened to him.” “Been kicked out?” Y/N asked, laughing. “Make his own family.” Y/N was silent. Until that night she hadn't understood the real meaning of family, but now she knew why so many people fight to death for it. Why it's so important. "You can say it." she listened to Chanyeol and looked at him as if he had discovered her biggest secret. “What song do you want me to play?” She almost breathed a sigh of relief at hearing it and smiled faintly. "Anything." she replied and hugged the pillow, already tired. Chanyeol changed the song, his fingering more relaxed this time, following a pleasant rhythm and Y/N felt her eyelids get heavier. She would have fallen asleep to the tune if he hadn't started singing, the husky, tuned voice taking her by surprise. I will never let you fall I'll stand up with you forever I'll be there for you through it all Even if saving you sends me to heaven Y/N felt her whole body tingle not only with the voice but also with the lyrics. Although she had seen Chanyeol's potential to be a hopeless romantic, this was the first time he'd done something so intimate, not in a carnal way. He'd gone to the bottom of Y/N's soul, touched her heart in a way that she didn't realize she was crying until he looked her in the eyes and stopped at what he'd done. "You’re crying?" he asked completely in disbelief and Y/N even shook her head but couldn't speak. Chanyeol dropped the guitar next to him and approached his girlfriend who was trying to smile but in reality was making a face. She wanted to say that it wasn't because she was sad but because she had felt so loved, that she was thrilled. But she understood her boyfriend's desperation, of course, it wasn't like she was the most emotional person in the world, not even when she'd been shot on a mission. However, his gesture, even though so small, had somehow moved her a lot. Chanyeol hugged her tight, lifting her torso off the mattress so she could meet his own and stroked her hair. Since he hadn't seen her so emotional like that, he realized he hated it. He hated to see her cry, it was strange to see her vulnerable like that. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry." he confessed and felt her put her hand on his torso and put pressure on him to move away, he did so but reluctantly. "You know, all my first times were with you." she spoke quietly, taking a deep breath as he reached up to dry her face. "All of them?" he raised an eyebrow suggestively and Y/N chuckled. “Well, maybe just not that one.” she emphasized the last part and stared at him deeply. “You were the first one I really opened up to about my past without feeling like a weakling, you’re my first serious boyfriend, the first one that I met the family and also the first person I hated.” Chanyeol rolled his eyes, smiling. "Everyone knows it's because you love me." "Yeah, exactly." Y/N nodded and saw Chanyeol's eyes widen. He'd joked but she'd admitted it? "Huh?" was all he managed to say, making Y/N smile widely without holding back her happiness. “I love you, Park Chanyeol.” she laughed nervously and he continued in the same way. "And I'll confess, you serenading me was the most beautiful thing you've ever done for me." she approached, the trunks meeting again as she hugged him once more. “More than me saving your life?” he asked, his arms tightening around her again. "Well, I saved you first then." she shrugged and saw him laugh. “Do me a favor?” he asked and she agreed. "Shut up and Kiss Me." "Yes, sir." When Y/N approached smiling and felt his hot breath so close, she just closed her eyes and felt her whole body heat up when their lips touched softly but confidently. They could feel their hearts beating in the same rhythm and their hands didn't take long to find their favorite places to explore, Y/N on the back of his neck and Chanyeol on her waist, a little bolder he ignored the blouse she wore to caress her skin for down, making her shiver from head to toe. Y/N tried to get better in bed, trying to kneel on the mattress but he didn't let her and covered her whole body with his while their tongues met in a more sensual dance, she didn't have the strength to object so she just fixed her legs so that they entwine together with his. Piece by piece was thrown away, breaking down any barriers that kept the skins from finally meeting. Chanyeol broke the kiss to stare Y/N in the eye, deeply the way he did and it didn't help her panting at all. "I want to look at you, all night." he asked, making her smile in response. Even with the air in her lungs, she brought his face closer and went back to kissing him more thirstily as his hands roamed her body and burned every bit of pure desire. Yearning to be together again, Y/N dug her nails into his long back as her wish was fulfilled, Chanyeol pulled his lips away to bury his face in the back of her neck and the sounds he made so close to her ear were driving her crazy. combined with the rhythm as the bodies collided. With a little more control over himself, Chanyeol looked back into her eyes and she was lost in the intense glow, their hearts beating faster and faster as they neared their climax. He kept what he promised, he stared at her the whole time and she felt her body practically come apart when they were done, taking a deep breath. Chanyeol collapsed on top of her, trying his best not to weigh her down as she gently stroked his hair. When her legs were no longer shaky and they had caught their breath, he lay down beside her and pulled her chin in for a long peck, feeling his whole body sink into the bed with exhaustion. "Hey." he called out to her and Y/N stared at him, her eyes getting heavier and heavier. "Yeah?" "I love you too. So much."