Baekhyun:

As I wait for Channie to show up, I can't help but pace back and forth in my room, stopping to look out the window for his car every few laps.

I know how unlikely it seems, but I honestly have no idea what's wrong. I spent a long restless night having strange, shallow dreams.

Maybe it was the alcohol? I know that it seems like my drinking is out of the ordinary for me, but it isn't. Actually I drink like this on the regular, but I don't do it in the presence of others. And to have done it in front of Channie…

All this time that we're spending together… It's making me wonder. I've always seen him as a friend, my best friend really. But those dreams last night. I think back on them, his hand in mine and my whispers "Chanyeol… Stay…"

'But it's just a dream and nothing more!' I scold myself.

My next stop at the window finally yields results. I see Chanyeol's Mercedes on the street side and jog out into my living room. I stop at my front door and wait for the knock to come. But I wait and I wait…

I try to guesstimate how long it takes to walk up two flights of stairs and down a long hallway, but even with my calculations, I've been standing here for what seems like a lot longer than I should have. I move forward just a bit and rest my head gently against the door and close my eyes.

'Why is he taking so long?' I become paranoid. 'Should I go down and meet him?'

With my head against the door and my eyes shut as tight as I can get them, my breathing becomes more shallow, the images from my dream flashing before my eyes over and over again… "...stay…"

I lift my hands up to the door and take one final shaky breath before standing up straight and taking one big, deep breath.

I open the door.