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3 Minutes [Late]
Chanyeol glanced at his watch. It read 11:45 AM. He had been waiting for almost four hours. And there was still no sign of Baekhyun. Nothing at all. His thoughts that Baekhyun was going to run away with him was slowly withering but he remembered that it was Baekhyun who reassured him and soothe the creases on his forehead with his words. "Trust me, Yeol. We can do this together. We've been through so much, we can get away from this. Believe in us. We always find a way through out everything, don't we? I'll be there, I promise." He clearly remembered every word uttered by his real fiance and he was desperately clinging on to those words dearly. Fuck his family. Fuck their business. Fuck his arranged marriage. Fuck everything. Baekhyun's the only thing who truly matters. But maybe he was wrong about Baekhyun. Because he didn't come.
Which is why, right now, a month after Baekhyun ditched him unexpectedly, he's standing in front of the altar, facing a girl he didn't really want to be with for the rest of his life, saying the words he practiced but hold no meaning at all, lifting the veil of his soon to be wife, forcing out the thoughts he consider as nightmares because they're involved a certain someone he wants to forget.
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Chanyeol left a two hours after 11:45, feeling hopeless, crushed, and numb. Betrayed. Baekhyun arrived three minutes late, panting. Bruises could be seen on his face and his lip had a cut. But Chanyeol wasn't there anymore, and nobody was left to heal him emotionally and mentally. He looked around like a lost child, tears welling in his eyes. ‘Maybe he was just late. Heh, typical Park Chanyeol,’ he thought and wiped his tears away. He waited until sunrise. Chanyeol didn't come. Baekhyun left. He left, leaving all the memories they had, his hopes and dreams, their promises and a part of himself in a place they once called their safe haven.
(P.S. pictures aren’t mine.)
"Hi guys! It's been a long time since I've updated a video about, well, about me," he pauses and laughs before turning to the person beside him. "It's all this elf's fault." And then he jabs his index on the man's chest playfully.
"As if. You were the one who insisted to hog all my time and act all clingy and-"
"Hey! Who are you calling clingy? I'm not!"
"Stop lying to yourself, pup. Liars go to hell."
"Pfft. Yeol, that's a kid's line."
"Whatever, Baek. Just start the damn video so we can finish immediately." Chanyeol covers his face, clearly embarrassed. It was his first time to appear in Baekhyun's video as his boyfriend and it was quite awkward and he blames his low self-esteem.
"Chill, babe, chill."
"Ugh, don't call me babe. It makes me cringe."
Baekhyun laughs again and faces the video camera again.
"So, um, that's Chanyeol. Yes, the same Chanyeol I was telling you people about; the same Chanyeol who got jealous because I give you guys too much attention that I've been neglecting him already. It's your first time to see him, no?"
He puts the camera in Chanyeol's direction and gestures for him to start speaking.
"Uh, hi, I'm Chanyeol...?" He takes a pause and just stares shyly at the camera before covering his face in embarrassment. "Oh my god, Baek, I can't do this. This is too awkward."
"You look so gay. What the hell happened to the ever-so-manly Chanyeol?" Baekhyun is clutching his stomach from laughing too hard, his other hand which is holding the camera was shaking badly.
"Shut up, shut up. Let's do this again. Edit that out."
Baekhyun smiles evilly as he nods slowly. Of course he won't cut that part. So everyone can see how gay Chanyeol is.
He focuses the camera on Chanyeol again signals Chanyeol to start again.
“Hi, I’m Park Chanyeol, Baehyun’s, uh, boyfriend. Nice to meet you all!” Chanyeol grins so bright and he looks so handsome that Baekhyun is starting to wonder if his fans will survive.
Baekhyun sits next to him and focuses the camera on them. “I’ve been gone for a while, yes, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been reading comments. Aaaand I’ve seen a lot recommending us to do the Boyfriend Tag so yeah, as you can see the title of the vid, we’re gonna do it. Yay.” Baekhyun and Chanyeol pumps their fist and chuckles. Baekhyun sets the camera on the tripod and begins scrolling down the list on his phone.
“So, for the first question, who’s the one who likes the most to cuddle?”
“Chanyeol.”
“Baekhyun.”
They speak and point point at each other at the same time.
“No, it’s totally Chanyeol.”
“Stop lying, Byun Baek. It’s you.”
“No, it’s totally you.”
“No need to be embarrassed, Baek. Admit it.” Chanyeol laughs.
“Jesus, Chanyeol. Say that to yourself.” Baekhyun rolls his eyes.
“Do you really want me to spill it?”
“What?”
“Oh you know, like that one time when I came home late and-”
Baekhyun puts his hand on Chanyeol’s mouth to stop him from speaking.
“Okay! Shut up! I admit, I admit. Ugh.”
Chanyeol smirks and proceeds to read the next question.
You have the same sad face as me Won’t you stay with me, come to me Your lips don’t agree but your eyes tell me you want me Won’t you stay with me, come to me
Let yourself stay in this moment without a word When tonight passes, a new day will start I only have you, you’re my only love Hey don’t hesitate and just as you are, stay with me
For worse or for better Just stay with me forever For worse or for better Just stay with me forever “Why can’t you see it, Baek?”
“I’m sorry, Chanyeol. W-we... we just can’t.”
Lies.
“We’re not... meant to.”
Lies.
“It wasn’t even supposed to happen. Forget about it.”
A huge, huge lie.
He was just a coward.
Baekhyun was just a coward.
“Find someone else better, Yeol.”
Please don’t.
Silence followed afterwards and it was deafening.
It was when Baekhyun thought everything was over; it was when Baekhyun was forcing himself to get over, did Chanyeol ask him a question he can never answer.
“How do I find someone else better when I already found the best?”
And everything he pushed away came crashing down on him like waves on the seashore.
“Baekhyun! That was so unfair!”
Baekhyun laughed heartily, “Oh? How so?”
“We were with the members and you did it on broadcast! What the hell, do you have a fetish, like, I don’t know, cam fetish or something like exhibitionism?” Chanyol glared at him.
“How’d you even know that term?”
“U-uh…! Because, um, because… becau- wait! That’s not the point of this conversation!”
Seeing Chanyeol get flustered as fuck was so adorable to see. After all, he’s not like this everyday. A Chanyeol like this appears once in a blue moon.
“Eh, I won, anyways. Your argument is invalid. I didn’t violate any rules; no matter what you say, I still won.” Baekhyun flashed his oh-so-bright grin and Chanyeol almost forgot that they were having a one-sided argument.
“But-”
“No buts! You were the one who said, last night while we were-”
“Don’t even go there!”
“-going at it like rabbits, ‘Hey Baek! Let’s make a bet, first one who cower away or react from an intimate touch loses.’ because you were so annoyed at me for being such a-”
“Stop!”
“-tease. Hehe. Didn’t know you’d react that way just by me massaging your knee with my toes.” Baekhyun laughed again. Teasing Yeol became his new favorite hobby.
“Ugh. I hate you so much.”
“Nope, you don’t,” Baekhyun pecked his cheek. “Look on the bright side, at least we’ll be able to eat outside for a month! No more burnt cooking and well, ruined kitchens.”
“Yeah right, thanks to my wallet who’s probably preparing to cry a bucket of tears right now.”
Baekhyun had a wide, mischievous grin on his pretty lips as the auctioneers’ chant began. Currently, a very prestigious and antique painting (an exact replica) called “Bal du moulin de la Galette” is being auctioned.
Being a host for almost three years, he never understood why people go nuts over things like this; Baekhyun never saw the importance. But truth be told, he doesn’t really care. As long as he gets money from it, then sure, why not?
“5.5 million won!”
“5.7 million won!”
“8 million won!”
Silence filled the entire underground meeting place and Baekhyun thought the auction has ended.
“No more higher bids?"
Nobody answered and the man who was the last to bid got more excited than ever.
“Okay! We have a final bidder! Bal du moulin de la Galette replica, sold at 8 mi-”
“8.5 million won. I’m bidding 8.5 million won.”
Baekhyun was cut off by a deep, husky, sexy voice calmly speaking but loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. He eyes widened to the size of saucers as he looked at the new bidder and probably the last one.
He was stunned for a moment when he saw the man’s face before he finally snapped to reality, blinking his droopy eyes several times and cleared his voice.
“So, uh, 8 million won for final bid for the Bal du moulin de la Galette replica! C-congratulations!” The enthusiasm in his voice sounded forced and a bit reluctant; he was clearly surprised. The man who thought he’d finally have the painting visible deflated and slumped on his chair.
Very unexpected.
“...I’m not bidding for the replica though.”
Now that’s very, very unexpected.
“Um, sorry, sire. But this is the only prized thing we could give sin-”
“The painting looks great and elegant but I don’t want it. I wasn’t bidding for it,” he paused for a while and looked at Baekhyun with recognition and flames in his eyes. “I’m bidding to get you. You’d be mine for a while, I haven’t decided yet but I guess it’s okay since I bid a fair, large amount of money for you, right?”
Gasps were heard.
Very, very, very, unexpected.
Baekhyun scrunched his forehead and glared at the man.
“Excuse me?”
“Hmm?”
“I’m sorry I’m not sorry but I’m not available to be auctioned and bought by money. I’m a not a thing, to be bought by money is cheap and disgusting.” His voice was raising gradually as he finished his sentence.
The man wore a smug smile and Baekhyun wanted nothing else but to twist his unusually big ears to see his smug look replaced with a pained expression. That’d be nice.
And then suddenly, the rude man decided to add fuel to the fire.
“I really like it when you get all hot and fired up, babe. Too bad I already talked to your superior and guess what? You’re mine. Mine.”
Baekhyun visibly fumed, his face going red like his hair. The other auctioneers just watched with confusion and shock, they dared not to make any sound. He glared one last time with so much intensity in his eyes before stomping out of the platform where he’s standing.
Park Chanyeol smirked, but his eyes displayed a different emotion – affection.
He stared at Baekhyun’s small, retreating figure as he quickly walked to the backdoor to probably talk with said superior about what the hell he is talking about. He thought that Baekhyun might’ve moved on a long time ago.
But no, call him selfish and everything, but he’s going to get Byun Baekhyun back.
Byun Baekhyun, his ex-boyfriend of three and a half years.
Surprise, surprise.
When you see your unreasonable ex with someone uglier than you.
Oh. My. God.
Wyd.
They’re under the same moon, breathing the same air, but somehow, he can’t reach a certain someone.
Like a star in the vast sky, he can never reach, way too out of his league.
But he can’t help but reach out, he can’t help but hope, because right now, that person is only a few steps away, singing with a voice so melodious and a smile on that heart-shaped lips. If Jongin would count one to three, he’d be able to reach.
But he won’t.
Because that person shines so bright, like Sirius in the form of flesh -- he’s afraid that sooner or later, he'd consume the precious light with the darkness inside of him.
Vote Sehun for president this 2016 elections!
Luhan looked away, slowly getting flustered and finding it kinda hard to breathe as Sehun stared at him, the latter’s wide eyes glowing with mirth and his lips slowly turning into a full grin.
“Really? You’re really okay with it?”
No. He’s totally not. Because he’s so close to calling the ambulance whenever he sees Sehun; his heart becomes very abnormal. But how in the world can he resist Sehun when he’s looking at Luhan like an innocent child who was given his favorite chocolate?
“Yes,” he replied almost as quick as Flash. “I mean, um, sure, why not?”
The glow in Sehun’s eyes got more apparent when he heard the ecstatic reply.
“You’ll really let me take you out on a date at midnight and cuddle with you until late afternoon?”
i wanna edit this and put myself beside him lol
I didn’t know he’d look so fine and fly with a hair color like Jongin’s (the pink hair, ya noe). (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻)
He danced gracefully with all his best, thinking that maybe the pain will go away as he moved his arms through the water. Thinking that maybe it will scatter away like the droplets that were splashed by his wild yet careful movements.
It does, somehow. Except that just as the water droplets form into bigger puddles once again, when he thought everything’s starting to be fine, his feelings does the same and everything comes splashing back to him.
He feels cold, but he can’t do anything about it.
The only person who could probably save him is a thousand or two kilometers away with no intention of going back to where he was.
Sehun guesses he’s happy where he is, remembering the recent pictures he had seen.
Sehun thinks, who is he to take that happiness away?
He shivers, but ignores the chills he feels and instead, continues his act.
Whenever you’re sad, just remember this gif. ~(˘▾˘~) (~˘▾˘)~
“Smiling through the pain.”