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❝ Just like everyone else, he has a story to tell; Byun Baekhyun is a generally calm, composed and gentle person, though due to his childhood, he builds barriers around himself, rather than opening up. Yet despite this, he has a very kind heart that longs to protect the people. He is roommates with his best friend, Sehun.

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Feeling things I thought I was done feeling.

[baekhynx]

I'm well aware that in not able to do much, but you're free to come to me if you need assistance. As your friend, I'll try my best to help you cope with this situation.

[baekhynx]

kkainim:

[walks up to the Brunette, with two fingers he reaches up to pull the sides of the others lips into a smile] Beautiful. [he grinned as he look into the others eyes]

►In all that is honest, Baekhyun was quite surprised by the gentle ministrations that the other male performed on him. He didn't except such a thing, however the attempt to make the brunette smile was sweet. So, there was the faintest of grins displayed on his lips—it wasn't much, but it was an improvement from before. "Thank you." The words slipped past his pair in a soft tone, almost as if he were murmuring his words as he spoke. Baekhyun may have not been familiar with whom the tanned male was, but he sensed no danger within him. "If you don't kind me asking, what's your name?"

[baekhynx]

selentieun:

There’s a gentle touch that was placed over her eyes causing her to stiffen up from surprise. She wasn’t too sure who it was, during this time of day people were normally busy with their own schedules while she was in her own little land. Working on paintings of skimming through photos to organize it neatly. “Guess who..” Repeating those words just as softly to herself. That voice. It’s oddly familiar, causing her head to tip to one side in thought whilst her eyes widened. Realizing it was someone she hasn’t seen in God knows how long now. “Baekcutie?” Assuming it was him and no other, hands placed on her lap with fingers drumming along the surface. Silently hoping that her guess was correct.

► Amusement became one of Baekhyun’s senses at the moment, almost concealing the dejected mood he’s been in for the past few months or so. Was there a possibility that meeting with someone dear to him tossed those despairing out of his mind? Perhaps he understood what others meant by the phrase ‘If you don’t try, you won’t succeed.’ Meaning if he were to not do a single thing about the phase he’s been enduring, he would never be able to return back to his past self. When he heard her mention the nickname she had given him awhile back, there was a smile drawn on his lips. “Correct.” Ridding of the position he as in, he removed his hands from her eyes and shuffled off to the side until he was standing in front of her. He wasn’t sure if it was because he’s been gone for a significant amount of time, but she’s gotten prettier since the last time they met. Could it be that she’s done something different with her hair? Or was his brain playing a trick on him? Questions left unanswered, he broke the silence between the two. “It’s been awhile, Naeun. I believe we have some catching up to do, wouldn’t you agree?”

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"Your eyes are even prettier when they're not filled with tears."

[ x ] ”Your eyes are even prettier when they’re not filled with tears.”

There’s this overwhelming emotion inside that the woman’s been holding back. Which was obviously quite enough the way it was. With her lips tightly pressed against one another and the amount of words that were slipping out. Sentences were slowly divided, vague words. Unable to process a single phrase without feeling the need to restrain herself from falling apart all over again.

It’s been a while since she heard about her friend. Been too long, is what she wanted to say and certainly those words fell out seconds afterwards when they stood side by side with one another. The female wondered how he was during all this time when they separated. If he’s been resting well, found someone to provide his happiness that he deserved, so much more. Yet they never simply fallen out of her own lips.

They shared a conversation, spoke about the things they’ve missed and they shared a simple laugh with one another. It’s beautiful, she thought. To see him smile, it’s been too long since the other woman seen it. Normally the smiles Baekhyun would portray in front of her were rather forced, mainly out of how he never wanted the brunette to ever worry about him. Despite her being quite comforting and being there for him, similar trait to his mother which he always thought about numerous times beforehand.

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[aneiko]

Whenever I’m near you, I undergo anaerobic respiration, because you take my breath away. { ❝ — she fanned herself, acting as if she was short of air with a ragged breath; }

[baekhynx]

► It just so happened to be that he was leisurely passing by the petite women before such words had been spewed out towards his direction. He was perplexed--unsure as to if she were addressing him rather than the others around him. His eyelashes flickering as he blinked, he raised a hand to point at himself whilst their gazes locked. "Are you talking to me?" His brows were raised as he questioned her antics, lips pressed into a soft thin line. It was rather strange way to greet another, but intriguing at the very least. She seemed like the type of person who carried a playful personality. 

[baekhynx]

"I hate to see you cry."

"I hate to see you cry."

► It is believed by a significant amount of people that shedding tears is nothing more than a simple sign of weakness, but that wasn’t what Baekhyun thought. In his opinion, when one were to shed tears, they were trying to wash way each and every sorrow that tampered with their everyday life, and that’s exactly what he sought out to do. He didn’t want to endure this stage of his any longer, he wanted to return to the life that he once lived in the past. Before this treacherous obstacles had blocked his pathway. He wanted to return to a life where everything was nothing but smiles for him, where he lived a happy life with the people whom he held dearest to his heart. But that was simply something out of his reach.

The place where Baekhyun normally went to whenever he needed to let his emotions out was inside of his closet. He has never once enjoyed crying in front of others, which was why he chose such a location to keep himself hidden away from the public. His arms were coiled around his legs and his forehead was pressed on his knee caps. He’s letting his tears stream down his cheeks without trying to cease the flow, for he was well aware that it wouldn’t suffice. His body is slightly flinching whilst soft whimpers were emitting from him. He isn’t well with keeping his feelings hidden, but he’s trying.

He assumed that Sehun would be asleep considering the time of day, however his assumptions were wrong, for the younger male was still awake. His ear was pressed against the flat of the door as if he were trying to detect where the sounds of faint sobs were coming from, and so he twisted the door knob and quickly opened the door. Baekhyun knew that it was none other than Sehun, but he didn’t want the other to see him in such a state. Hugging his legs closer to his chest, he shook his head—a gesture to state that he wasn’t in any condition to speak, nor come out.

"Baekhyun." The younger male spoke out softly, his position shifting until his knees were settled upon the floor. However the brunette hadn’t muttered a single word when it was his turn to speak, and silence filled the space they were confined in. It felt as if everyone in his life had left him, but Sehun was there. Sehun was always there. Reaching out a hand to take the other’s into his grasp, he did nothing but squeeze it—letting him know that he’s going to be alright; that he’s used to feeling this way.

"I hate to see you cry." Almost immediately after he had spoken, he returned the squeeze the elder had given not too long ago, tugging Baekhyun off the floor and into his tight embrace where he held him close. Just as he would generally do whenever he was crying his heart out.

Sehun’s there, and he isn’t going anywhere.

[baekhynx]

"A smile looks pretty on you-- wear one more often." | "There is nothing I love more than seeing you happy." | "What's got you in such a good mood?"

"A smile looks pretty on you--wear one more often."

► Quite a significant amount of time has elapsed since the brunette had last carried a smile that was drawn upon his features; his hands were tucked away in his pockets and his gaze dropped towards the pavement beneath his feet. In the past, he was generally someone who told others to go about and think positive with a smile, however after all that he’s been enduring alone, he wasn’t even able to take up his own advice. Just as if he were dangling off the edge, he acted as if nothing phased him. “Thank you.” He voice was almost too faint to comprehend, though hat was merely because he doesn’t speak as much as he had used too. It was a sad thing, really, but there wasn’t much to be done. 

"There is nothing I love more than seeing you happy."

► If there was one thing that left him puzzled while the two happened to be conversing with another, it had to be the fact that the tanned male made a remark about Baekhyun that consisted of his happiness. It hadn’t made much since, simply because they’ve never been acquainted with one another before. Perhaps the latter has came to certain places where he was performing with his guitar—if so, it had to be in the past where he was truly happy and content with his life. “I am happy.” It was a complete fib, but he had only said so because he didn’t like the thought of others worrying over him. Everyone has their own problems, had they not? And Baekhyun didn’t want to burden others with his own.  So with his lips curled into a small grin, he reached his arm out to pat the taller male’s cheek—a simple gesture to show his gratitude. “Thank you for the compliment.”

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[baekhynx]

► Although it's been a significant amount of time since the brunette has had some free time on his hand, he managed to endure a ruthless month of completing every single task that was given to him, he was finally able to do what he wanted. His life may have not been as glorious as it had been in the past, but it was better than overworking himself to the point where he isn't even able to properly stand on his own two feet. However there was one downside to this, and that happened to be that he doesn't speak as much as he used too; he hasn't completely gone mute, but chooses to utter a minimum of two sentences.

As usual, his guitar case was slung over his shoulder, fingers coiled around the black strap to ensure that his most prized position wouldn't stray too far from his sight, whilst his other hand was wielding a white chocolate mocha--his favorite. Baekhyun doesn't know exactly where he's heading too, but he wanted to get some fresh air; clear his mind of all unwanted thoughts to keep his composure. What he hadn't seen was another individual walking towards him, and that caused the two to collide. The plastic cup enclosed around his caffeinated drink spilled all over the other's shirt, and remorse had hit him. He wasn't the clumpy type, but for once, he finally lost his senses. "I'm sorry.." The brunette apologized in a faint tone, retrieving a handkerchief from his bag, he's hesitant, but he felt the need to help clean the other off. "May I?" 

[baekhynx]

Reminder — Will most likely be revamping Baekhyun soon.

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An instant pang of guilt reaches Jongin at the other’s words, looking sulky as he opens and closes his mouth, trying to form a matter of words that could heal whatever scar he must have picked at in Baekhyun. Ending up scratching his neck guiltily, he glanced over at the other. “I’m sorry, I never seem to catch the fact that many don’t have siblings like I do. It’s a natural reaction. I’m sorry.” Apologetic, that’s what he was—almost like a kicked puppy, if anyone had to describe his expression then. Though, he did feel a small smile tug at his lips when the other humbly dismissed what probably was the truth about his talents. “Ay, don’t be like that. If you’re good at playing, own up to it. It probably adds interesting colours to this world, anyhow.” Chuckling, Jongin nods as he places his hands into the back pockets of his jeans, looking up at the sky as they continue to walk slowly. “Is that your escape, of sorts? Playing your guitar?” Jongin’s head tilts slightly to look at the other, curiosity taking over once more.

[baekhynx]

↪ From the expression that was displayed upon the other's facial features, he was able to draw an inference that his words may have sounded a bit harsh to ones ears; as if he came off on the wrong side -- though it was true, he was indeed a tad jealous of other's who had siblings, he wasn't going to lie. But Baekhyun was never the kind of guy who would intentionally do something that would hurt another's feelings, or drop their mood lower than what it was before. Treat other's the way you want to be treated; he could already hear the words of his deceased mother echo throughout the neural interstices of his mind and it brought a wave of guilt to wash over him. "Please don't apologize, Jongin," he began, looking up at the taller male with a soft smile etched upon his lips. "You hadn't done a single thing wrong." He's reassuring the male, mainly because he didn't want to get off on the wrong side with someone whom he had just met, yet at the comment regarding his talents, he only smiled idly with his cheeks shimmering the faintest hues of pink -- Baekhyun wasn't the type of guy who would go around and flaunt off his talents or narcissistic remarks about himself, instead he preferred to keep them on the down low. "Ah, then I guess I'm pretty good." He said with a small chuckle spilling past his lips, glancing over at the male from the corner of his eyes before asking "Do you excel at anything? Wiled any special talents?"

[baekhynx]

saw what-

You’re quietly squealing over me, aren’t you?

[baekhynx]

(| Waddles towards you, arms wrapping around your middle in a tight, warm hug. |) I miss you and Appa...a lot. (| He murmurs before pressing his cheek against your shoulder, his hold of you tightening slightly. |)

{ ` glancing down at the smaller male whom was now in his arms, he smiled upon taking notice of whom it was — his son; he wrapped his arms tightly around the latter’s shoulders, holding him close to himself. } And we missed you, little Soo.

[baekhynx]

{'he laughs, squeezing you tightly, cheek bumping against yours as he hums contentedly; he nudges you, voice playful} Missed me that much, huh?

{ ` never once did he uncoil his arms around around the elder’s petite frame, but instead he continued to tighten his arms around him—afraid that if he were to let go, then he’d lose him for a long period of time just as before. } So much, Luhan. I missed you so much.

[baekhynx]

Pssssst. I miss you. u n u

{ ` when the other had caught his attention, he took a side glance at him from the corner of his eyes, though when he had realized who it was he hadn’t delayed a single second to rush over towards him, his arms encircling around the elder without hesitation, the tip of his nose pressed against the crook of the other’s neck, his eyes squeezing shut as his arms had tightened around him. } I miss you, Han..

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That sounds kind of weird, Baekhyun— {`he grins then lets out a small whine, reaching up to squish his own cheeks, pouting a little} You’ve paid for enough things for me in the past.. I dunno, Baek… I’ll do more research on classes but.. I don’t want you to spend money on me..

[baekhynx]

Shh. { ` he pressed the pad of his index finger onto your lips as a sign to shush you, while his own pair stretched into a playful grin. } I woke up not too long ago, and therefore my logic doesn't make any sense; so there's no need to question it, because I know I probably sound like a dumbass right now, but -- I'll stop talking. What were you saying? { ` he took his lower lip into his mouth, sucking on it gingerly as his grin had transformed into a smile. } We're friends aren't we? And you're someone who means a lot to me, so I wouldn't mind helping you out. Besides, I'm also your hyung -- meaning I should be obligated to do as I please.