love scene | bbh
pairing: byun baekhyun x reader
contents: fLUFF, baekhyun being head over heels for reader, reader is v drunk, sleepy confessions, cuddling
word count: 2,9k
summary: you tell baekhyun how much he means to you as he piggybacks your drunk self home, not knowing how much your words would affect him
The night was silent, save for the snow crunching beneath his feet with every step, his breath vaporizing in the frigid winter night. Baekhyun was so utterly aware of you on his back, of the warmth seeping in from your body into his, also of the little sighs that would escape you from time to time in your drunken slumber.
You had invited Hyejin out for a few drinks after leaving some party you’d just left, having been dropped off a bit tipsy already when you two met up. After that, it hadn’t been too long before he’d received a call from her to, “please come collect your roommate so I can please go home.”
By the time he made it the short distance down there, you were slipping into unconsciousness at the table you sat at, head swaying unsteadily in your palm, face squished comically. He took in all the empty glasses and bottles that were scattered around you and couldn’t help but laugh a little at the scene of it.
You were drunk.
Very drunk.
Baekhyun couldn’t help but shake his head at how you swore you could handle your liquor—when in reality, it usually took less than three mixed drinks to get you all giggly.
If you continued drinking after that, you quickly became very drunk and very sleepy. He didn’t even think that a 7.0 earthquake could wake you once you inevitably fell asleep, snuggling up to whoever or whatever was closest to you.
Cute.
He took in just how short the outfit you wore was when he began collecting your purse, wishing he’d thought to bring a blanket along or something to shield you from the cold outside and to cover your exposed skin. Looking down at the coat he was wearing, he started to unzip it, grateful he thought to double up before leaving. It wasn’t too long of a walk back home anyway.
At least his body heat would be trapped within the thick material to keep you warm enough on the way.
“Sorry, can you help get her on my back?”
Hyejin in turn could handle her liquor a lot better than you could, and together they maneuvered you into a piggyback position on his back. She tied his coat that he’d taken off and made sure it was tied securely around your waist under your own to cover your lower half, his hands gripping the back of your thighs (respectively), the strap of your purse hanging around his neck.
As Baekhyun carefully stood back up with you on his back, he tensed just a bit when you stirred a little, making yourself more comfortable. You squeezed yourself even closer to him and tucked your face further into his neck with a deep breath in and out. He could feel his ears burning up as his heart thumped loudly in his chest.
“Aw, looks like I don’t have to worry about you freezing out there, you’re already getting red!” Hyejin couldn’t help but tease the hardcore blushing man in front of her, wishing you two would just date each other already.
If she had to live through anymore of those incessant glances filled with longing, those anxious states either of you entered when the other wasn’t in sight, she feared she’d end up outing your obvious feelings herself.
Thanking her once again and asking if she was alright to make it home by herself, his words making her laugh and she responded with a good one, they bid each other farewell and Baekhyun began the short journey back home with a serene dozing you.
Baekhyun was cold to say the least, having picked up his pace not long after he started walking. On the other hand, he found himself wanting to slow down, not caring if he died from hypothermia after this.
Just wanting to make this moment last a bit longer.
Truth was, he’d been feeling something other than just friendship for you for quite some time now.
When you two first met, Baekhyun remembered being pleasantly shocked at just how you both just clicked. You were so animated and easygoing, he thinks that’s what he liked so much about you at first.
Plus, you were so captivating and pretty, the more time he ended up spending with you, the more he found himself getting sucked into those big dark eyes of yours that he felt really saw him for who he was, and that smile... he was already a goner, falling for you completely without realizing it himself.
You let out a large sigh just then, the sudden blast of warmth of your breath hitting the sensitive part of his neck. Baekhyun shivered in response, his own breath escaping him. He didn’t feel nearly as cold as he did a few seconds ago.
He adjusted his hold on you as you slowly began coming to, trying not to focus too much on the feel of the supple flesh of your thighs in his grasp, how your whole body clung to him as the familiar scent of you invaded his senses entirely.
“...Baekhyun?” Your voice was soft and a little groggy, filled with the heaviness of drowsiness, and a smile appeared on his lips subconsciously at the mere sound of it.
Maybe it was the way his name sounded so sweet when you called out to him like that.
“Of course, it’s me. Who else would come out in this cold and piggyback your drunk self back home?”
His words were spoken playfully and your giggles came forth easily, snuggling even closer to him as you cutely kicked your feet softly with this sudden burst of energy that was still weighed down by the threat of falling back asleep. “Right? I knew it was you. I was too comfortable and warm for it not to be you.”
Your words had his heart stuttering in his chest as he fought to keep his eyes fixed on the dimly lit path ahead of him, and not at the expression he so wondered would be on your face.
Baekhyun, of course, knew how you got when you drank. You became incredibly sentimental and affectionate (drunken truths you could never say sober without cringing), whoever caught in your grasp would most likely begin crying along with you as you would tell them just how much you loved them and how proud of them you were, that you were blessed to have met them, etc.
So, of course knowing how drunk you currently were, he had to tell his thundering heart to calm down. Had to tell himself not to get too excited and to not stir up unnecessary emotions from your words, convincing himself that it was ordinary drunk talk that was normal for a drunk Y/n.
He knew you were comfortable around him, and that fact had always made Baekhyun happy knowing you trusted him enough to be your true self with him and vice versa.
But lately, he’d been wanting you to look at him differently, feel differently. Something other than just amiable ease when you were with him. He wanted you to feel the same subtle tension he felt, the desire and urge to get closer to you in every sense.
Seeing the entrance to your guys’ place coming up, he attempted to change the subject for the last short minute of the walk home, the cold of the night hitting him full force. “Oh, yeah? Well, if you were so comfortable, how come you’re awake? It’s usually impossible to wake you after you drink. Sometimes I think you’re dead—you didn’t even wake up that one time Chanyeol tripped while carrying you and he dropped you on the floor.”
“I remember waking up the next morning sore and confused as hell.” His lips turned up into a smile at the sound of your soft laugh, walking in silence and you held him tighter for a few moments, Baekhyun slowing down just a tad to really soak up this moment.
He thought you’d fallen back asleep with how quiet you were, but when you answered him, your tone was surprisingly thoughtful as you rested your chin on his shoulder.
“Hmm, you know how when you’re sleeping, and you’re so comfy and so warm—” you squeezed yourself closer to him each time you emphasized your words, “and you just know your alarm’s gonna go off any second and you have to get up and face the unwanted stress of the day, when all you wanna do is stay in the safe warmth of your bed? This feels kinda like that.”
Your words set his entire being aflame, his heart about soaring out his chest at how you basically just compared him to your bed.
The words, to him, felt more intimate than you probably meant, an odd feeling of pride settling within him. But being your friend and roommate for the amount of time he’s been, gave him the knowledge of knowing just how much you loved your bed.
How you absolutely loathed being woken up in the morning by your alarm, eyes still swollen from deep sleep. You would grumble and pout as you had the thick comforter wrapped around you for as long as you possibly could, stalling as long as you could before you had to leave your nest with a soft whine, clearly not wanting to.
Baekhyun always found himself grinning at the show you gave every morning without fail, wanting nothing more than to be able to wrap you in his arms and be the one to keep you warm for as long as you wanted. He knew you got cold very easily and that you wanting to stay warm was a big reason of you disliked getting up in the morning, and the fact that he made you feel warm and at ease enough to compare him to your favorite place made a sliver of hope erupt in him.
Completely unaware of the way his mind was racing a thousand miles per minute and at how you were causing his heart to palpitate in his chest, you snuggled closer to him and continued casually, “I guess I was so comfortable that it felt like a waste staying asleep. I knew I wasn’t in bed, and there’s only one person who makes me feel like I’m home without actually being there... and that’s you.”
This was dangerous.
Baekhyun was moments away from confessing his feelings for you, while you sleepily giggled away and held on tight to him, the words on the tip of his tongue and he had to bite his lip in order to keep them from coming out.
He was so wrapped up in you and his inner monologue, he didn’t realize that he’d finally made it home and for that he was thankful. To get out of this cold and into the warmth of familiar shelter and to put you to sleep before he ended up spilling his heart out to a drunk you.
Considering how much you drank tonight, he didn’t even know if you would remember having this conversation with him when you woke up tomorrow.
Getting you inside the house, helping you take your shoes off, all the while trying to not look at you was a struggle. Especially when you didn’t want to let go of him as he helped you to your room, thanking him with that lovely smile of yours as he picked out some clothes for you to change into (this wasn’t the first time he’d picked you up drunk from somewhere, so he knew what to do).
After you’d gotten changed and him getting changed at the same time in his own room to save time, he brought you some water and helped you brush your teeth and wash your face.
It was these types of domestic scenes you two played out that he felt the most longing toward you.
So desperately wanting these to be love scenes that would play in a movie, the two of you laughing in the late hours of the night. You, because you were drunk and uncoordinated, and him, because you were drunk and uncoordinated. His pupils might as well been in the shape of hearts at how adoringly he was gazing down at you.
With a tired sigh, Baekhyun finally laid himself down in bed after getting you to sleep. You were struggling to keep your eyes open as you snuggled into your comforter, thinking about how not too long ago that was him, shaking his head as he actually felt a little jealous of an inanimate object as he said goodnight.
He didn’t know how much longer he could take this, wanting to be more than just a friend to you, deciding that he would talk and confess to you soon. Even if the thought of you turning him down filled him with dread.
Yeah, he’d confess to you soon.
Two raps on his room door sounded before it slowly opened, and Baekhyun sat up on his elbows to see you standing at his doorway. You held your pillow in your arms, looking so adorably small and cute as you asked in a soft voice if you could sleep in here tonight.
Who could resist you?
Certainly not him.
A huge smile lit up your face as you hurried and laid down beside him when he nodded, Baekhyun scooting to the side a little as he gulped. This wouldn’t be the first time you two have slept in the same bed together, but he realized very quickly that it was bad for his heart so it didn’t happen often.
You weren’t thrilled about the space he’d put in between you two and swiftly moved closer, nestling yourself into his side, head resting on his shoulder as you wrapped an arm around his waist. He was sure you could hear the rapid thump thump thump of his heart in his chest with how close you were.
The room was pitch black, the two of you lying there silent for a few minutes and he thought you’d finally fallen asleep when you faintly uttered his name, squeezing closer as he hummed in answer.
“...I think I like you.”
“What?” Baekhyun startled at your sudden words, turning to face you in the dark, but he couldn’t see your expression with how dark it was. His heart rate, which had calmed down a little, once again raced in his chest at the turn of events.
You took the opportunity to wrap both arms around him as you hugged him impossibly close. “No,” you shook your head against his chest, that one word dousing his apprehensive jubilation for a moment before flushing a bright red as you finished what you were saying, “I know I like you. I have for awhile now. I just haven’t had the courage to say anything before now.”
He spluttered in shock, your words rendering him motionless and speechless. You liked him? For awhile now?
His hands that were hovering hesitantly around you began to lower to envelop you in a long awaited embrace, immense exhilaration filling him at the thought and possibility of you returning the same feelings he felt for you, before he paused, unsure.
You were drunk.
Baekhyun wanted so desperately for what you were saying to be true, but he wouldn’t take advantage or act on something so serious while you were under the influence.
So as much as he hated doing so, he gingerly grasped your arms and put some distance between the two of you. Hearing your small whine at being pulled away, he took in a breath and bravely said, “I like you, too. I have for a long time. But let’s talk more about this when you’re sober. So, get some sleep and we’ll talk in the morning, okay?”
“I sobered up already, I swear!” You were having none of it as you cuddled back up to him, hurriedly rattling off things about him that you liked, completely missing his words about him liking you until a little later. “—wait, you like me, too?”
He wished he could see your face, wondered what he would find there, but feared he’d cave if he did. He really did think it was a smart choice to revisit this in the morning, just so there wouldn’t be any misunderstandings.
“Of course, I do, you dummy.” He fumbled a bit in the dark, pulling the blankets up more around you. “So hurry up and go to sleep. The sooner you fall asleep, the sooner morning will come.”
A large sigh escaped you and Baekhyun had to bite back a laugh.
How could someone be so cute?
“Fine. Goodnight, then.”
It was finally calm for a few moments, before he felt the bed beside him dip a bit, felt the warmth of your body as you reached over and pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder, lacing your fingers with his.
Baekhyun fought back the urge to give you an answering kiss of his own and shut his eyes as he felt you get comfortable.
He hoped morning came soon.
