After the doctor visited with Baekhyun, and made sure he was okay as well as made sure the wound wouldn't cause an infection, Chanyeol watched- with intense jealousy- Baekhyun laying in his bed with Lay, both whispering quietly to each other. He could tell that Lay was holding Baekhyun's hand close to his face, cuddled up to him and hugging him. He was terrified earlier, afraid to lose his best friend, and Baekhyun was actually speaking to him. "Why'd you do it," Lay had whispered to Baekhyun, excitedly. Baekhyun- not realizing Chanyeol was still in his bathroom- told Lay the truth. "I think I have feelings for Chanyeol… And I didn't like seeing that girl all over him," he sniffled as tears slid out of his eyes.
Lay was quiet as he stared at Baekhyun, rubbing his arm as they cuddled close together. "And why do you think you have feelings for him," Lay asked, wanting Baekhyun to share everything with him again- like when they were kids. Baekhyun tilted his head toward Lay, a small smile on his face. "This has been the second time he's saved my life. He's even let me live with him because my parents kicked me out. He's a very good man," Baekhyun whispered, sniffling, again.
Chanyeol quietly snuck out of the room without a word, he didn't want to hear anything else that Baekhyun probably wasn't comfortable with sharing with him just yet.
He didn't want his friends to see that he was jealous though, especially not Dara. He forced a smile as he walked into the living room, Kris standing from the couch as Chanyeol approached. "How is he," he asked, concerned. Chanyeol nodded as he studied his friend's concern. "He's fine. He's in his bed, talking with Lay now. And if his other friends want to join him, I'm sure he'd more than happy."
Luhan and Xiumin jumped at that statement, and quickly entered Baekhyun's room to see how he was doing. They could hear laughs of relief from Luhan and Xiumin as they disappeared into the room.
Luhan and Xiumin joined Baekhyun and Lay on the bed, everyone hugging Baekhyun in a giant dog-piled manner. "You scared us," Luhan whispered to Baekhyun. "Why'd you do it," he asked, cupping Baekhyun's face in his hands. Baekhyun looked Luhan straight in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you guys," he whispered, softly. "Why I did it, I don't really know. I just felt so… so much pain in my chest. And I didn't like it," he whispered, tears stinging his eyes.
Lay rested his head on Baekhyun's arm that he'd previously cut open, making sure Baekhyun couldn't mess with the stitching as he smiled knowingly. "It's okay," he stated, softly as he squeezed Baekhyun tighter in a hug.
Dara stood, heading for Baekhyun's room as well, but Chanyeol stopped her short. "I don't think he's going to want to see you," he stated, staring down at her. "Something about you made him do what he did," he stated, sighing. Dara looked up at him, offended. "How was it my fault," she asked, indignantly. "I did nothing to him."
Chanyeol growled under his breath as he glared heatedly down at Dara. "Look, I just think it's best you don't go in there. I know you're just as worried as we all are, but he's fine," he stated, harshly. Dara scoffed about to go around Chanyeol when a knock at his door caught all their attention.
Chanyeol went to the door, opening it to see Do and Tao standing in front of him, sheepishly. "Xiumin told us to visit Baekhyun. Something about his health," Do explained, both trying to shrink away from Chanyeol's scrutinizing stare. Chanyeol opened the door wider, leaning against the door as he pointed to Baekhyun's open room. "He's in there," he stated as they scurried quickly passed him.
Chanyeol shut the door, leisurely walking back into the main room to see Kai staring towards Baekhyun's room. He seemed lost, or entranced in something. "And what's wrong with you," Chanyeol asked, snapping his fingers in Kai's face.
Kai finally acknowledged Chanyeol's presence so close to him, and he blushed. "Um, sorry. What was the question again," he asked, laughing nervously. "I didn't really hear you," he stated, scratching the back of his head, hoping Chanyeol hadn't caught him staring.
Chanyeol crossed his arms over his chest with a smirk tugging his lips. "Yeah, I can tell," he stated, smugly. "I was wondering what you were staring at," he asked, studying Kai. Kai just blushed furiously and turned away from Chanyeol's gaze. "Nothing."
Do and Tao stood by the bed, looking at the heap of bodies piled on Baekhyun as they laughed at what looked like him trying to sleep at one point. They joined them on the bed, studying Lay's movements around Baekhyun's arm. He was trying to keep them from seeing what he'd done to himself for now- because eventually they would find out. Do stood and walked over to the side of the bed that Baekhyun laid closest to, sitting down on the edge. "What's wrong," he asked, placing his hand on Baekhyun's forehead. "You don't seem to be running a fever," he stated, lifting his limps. "You don't seem to be warm all around either."
Baekhyun shook his head. "No, I just had something bad to eat," he whispered, smiling softly at Do. But that threw Do through a loop as Lay continued to nuzzle Baekhyun's arm. He leaned close to whisper in Baekhyun's ear without alarming Do and Tao. "Does it still hurt?"
Baekhyun nodded softly but smiled anyway. "Yes, but I'll be okay," he whispered, softly as Xiumin yanked Tao and Do into the piled- up hug- everyone laughing happily, except for Baekhyun, who only smiled faintly.
Chanyeol took Dara aside at that point, and sighed heavily. "I'm sorry that I seemed so rude earlier, but I really don't think you'd help by checking on him," he stated, pulling her outside the door with him. Dara looked up at him as she sighed too. "I figured as much," she stated, softly. "He likes you, doesn't he," she asked, looking up into Chanyeol's eyes. But she found no answer, Chanyeol not about to tell her the truth about that, because he could hear her now- bitching about him not sleeping with Baekhyun.
Dara glared up into his eyes now, while Chanyeol opted to remain silent. "You know, you're my fiancé! You should want to be with me, not other men," she stated, angrily. Chanyeol shrugged, casually. "Then we should just call the engagement off. You know I love you, but I will never love you the way you want me to love you. And I'm not saying that to hurt your feelings, because we were honestly never in love. This engagement was beneficial towards our companies, but in all honesty, are we really going to grow to love each other, like our parents or their parents before them. Because I honestly don't think so," he stated, bluntly as Dara could feel tears sting her eyes.
She looked down to blink the tears from her eyes as she looked back up at Chanyeol. "You may never love me the way I want you to, but I love you," she stated, her voice cracking. And it made Chanyeol feel like shit, even though he'd never admit that to her. "And for the engagement to be called off, we both have to be in agreement," she stated, threateningly. "So, you're mine either way! And you can't get out of it. Once we're married there will be no sleeping with other men," she stated, placing her hands on her hips.
But Chanyeol sighed, heavily. "You do know that goes for you too. There will be no more random guys for sex. Double standards don't exist within marriages," he stated, angrily. "So, I guess we'll just have a sexless marriage," he stated, crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly.
Dara smacked his arm. "They'll want an heir!"
Chanyeol scoffed. "Well then, you'll just have to asexually reproduce one, because I will not be having sex with you," he stated, opening the door. "I'll be going back inside now."
Dara sighed. "I guess I'll be leaving then," she stated, waving good bye to Chanyeol as she placed a kiss on his cheek. He waved good-bye and then shut the door behind him. He sighed, heavily as he slid down the door, drained and completely tired of Dara.
Kris walked up to him, stopping right in front of him as he studied Chanyeol's state. "She still refusing to break off the engagement," he asked, crouching down. Chanyeol nodded as he stood back up, Kris standing up straight as well. "Yeah, she's still holding onto the delusion that I'm going to grow to love her," he stated, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Kris shrugged, nonchalantly. "I told you not to have sex with her. She was going to become attached," he stated, bluntly. Chanyeol glared at him. "I wanted to know what it was like being with a woman too. How was I supposed to know she was a virgin," he asked, indignantly. Kris laughed at Chanyeol. "Didn't she tell you?"
Chanyeol shook his head. "No, and then after that, it was just easier to sleep with her if I couldn't find someone else," he stated, kicking himself mentally. "And so, she did become attached."
After visiting for a while, the group that had been in the room with Baekhyun was slowly starting to file out. Chanyeol and his friends are sitting around in the living room, talking quietly amongst themselves. Chanyeol's entire body perked up when they walked out into the living room. "Is everything okay," he asked, looking at Lay. Lay smiled softly at Chanyeol, waving his delicate hand. "Oh yeah, everything is fine. He said he was getting tired, so we left him to get some sleep."
Chanyeol nodded as he turned his attention back toward Chen, who had been talking to him about something funny that'd happened at his school. But Chanyeol hadn't really been paying attention- he was still too busy wondering about Baekhyun. Though, he sat there and listened like a proper friend would do.
Lay, Luhan, Do, Tao, and Xiumin nodded as they made their way toward the door, waving. They had no other reason to stay there, if Baekhyun was going to be asleep. They knew Chanyeol, but they didn't know his friends well enough to interject themselves into their previous conversations.
Chen and Chanyeol watched as Kai quickly stood, and followed after them. Everyone was quiet as Kai called out to the group by the door, keeping them from leaving as they stood by the door. "Hey! Um, you could join us, you know," he stated, cupping the back of his neck nervously.
The group turned, looking toward each other as they stood by the door. "We know," Do stated. "But it'd be rude to interject ourselves into conversations you already have," he stated, looking at the bronzed boy. He found him uniquely handsome as he studied him. Kai smiled, grabbing Do's hand and tugging him back toward the main room. "Come on, now! You can't possibly just want to leave just yet," he stated, pulling Do behind him.
Lay and Luhan looked at each other as Lay shut the door. "I guess we're staying a little later then," Lay stated with a small smile. He was actually quite glad that boy had stopped them, because he couldn't be quite sure, but he swore there was a very interesting and handsome young man amongst Chanyeol's friends.
Baekhyun lay in his bed- holding his arm up to his face as he stared at the stitches. As much as he loved his friends, he really didn't want them to see him cry as he stared at the stitching. It was so intricately done in such a caring way, just to save his pathetic life. Baekhyun didn't think he should have been saved- for he felt dead anyway. What difference would it actually make? Baekhyun sniffled quietly to himself as he placed his arm gently by his side again. He was going to wait until everyone left to tell Chanyeol thank you. He was still in pain for now, that was what was keeping him awake for the time being. But he also, genuinely wanted to apologize to Chanyeol for what he'd done and thank Chanyeol for saving his life again.
After introducing themselves to Chanyeol's group of friends, Chanyeol watched quietly as his friends socialized with Baekhyun's friends- people they'd normally never talk to outside their servants. He watched as Suho and Lay stood in the kitchen laughing. Suho slowly inching closer to Lay with an intensive gaze. He could tell Suho was interested in Lay as he shared his wine with him. Suho didn't share shit with anybody- except advice.
He looked over toward Chen, who was telling jokes to Xiumin. Xiumin seemed to enjoy Chen's jokes as he laughed whole-heartedly. Chanyeol found this quite interesting, because not all of Chen's jokes were funny- he should know. He'd heard them all before Xiumin had. Chen was quite friendly with everyone, so that one didn't seem so definite as he studied Kai's interactions with Do.
Kai had started off a good distance away from Do at first, giving him his personal space. But now, Kai had slowly, yet surely- without Do's knowledge- inched closer. He was now touching his arm as they talked, standing not even an arms-length away anymore. He couldn't even look at Luhan and Sehun. They'd hit it off a little too quick for his tastes as Luhan sat in Sehun's lap- Sehun kissing Luhan passionately and feverishly. The maknae had never had a girlfriend, but here he was, moving faster than anybody else in their group.
He shuttered as he turned his attention away from them quickly to look over at Kris talking with Tao. The poor blond had to look up slightly just to see Kris's face. Chanyeol almost laughed when Kris made a face at Tao- although he didn't know what Tao had said to make him create that face. Chanyeol sighed as he stood up- everyone stopping their actions. "Oh, sorry," he heard Suho call. "We didn't mean to leave you out," he stated, walking around the counter toward him.
Chanyeol held up his hand, a small smile on his face. "I'm glad you guys are having fun, but can you take it somewhere else? I am getting kind of tired," he stated, winking at Suho. Suho blushed, furiously, understanding Chanyeol's insinuation as Lay walked up behind Suho.
Suho turned toward the door, grabbing Lay's hand. "Yeah, so, we should go somewhere else," he stated, leading Lay out. Everybody else followed as Chanyeol shut and locked his front door.
Still standing in front of his door, Chanyeol sighed heavily- mentally and physically drained. He turned around to see Baekhyun standing in his doorway, scaring the ever loving Jesus out of him as he fell to the floor. "Why are you just standing there?! I thought you'd gone to sleep or you wouldn't have scared the ever living shit out of me," he cried, slowly standing back up. Baekhyun let out a small laugh, and it had to have been the most adorable thing Chanyeol had ever heard. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he stated with a small chuckle behind his voice.
He slowly approached Chanyeol as he rubbed his arm at the stitches- the stitches irritating his skin. He'd restrained from itching them completely, he wasn't trying to re-open them. "So, uh- I just wanted to apologize for putting you through that nightmare," he stated, avoiding Chanyeol's gaze that rested on him.
Chanyeol grabbed Baekhyun's shoulders, gently, continuing to gaze intently at him. But Baekhyun was still refusing to meet his gaze. "So, why'd you do it again? I just want to hear it for myself," he stated as Baekhyun whipped his head around to stare at Chanyeol now. That was the fastest he'd seen Baekhyun move, but Baekhyun stared up dumbfounded as he met Chanyeol's gaze. Baekhyun wasn't sure if Chanyeol had heard him talking to Lay earlier or not. And it made his face hot as he blushed, thinking about what he'd said then.
Baekhyun looked away from Chanyeol, and ducked under his arm, escaping his grasp as he moved toward the couch. "So, we still have to work on our project," he stated, trying desperately to change the subject. Chanyeol walked up to the couch, sitting down, and patting the spot next to him. "Alright, let's work on this project then," he stated, nonchalantly, but he wasn't about to let this subject go either.
"So, what type of element should it be," Baekhyun asked, sitting down a small distance from Chanyeol. "A metal," Chanyeol stated as he scooted closer to Baekhyun. "Because it should be strong, and give strength to those who need it," he stated, glancing over at Baekhyun. Baekhyun blushed, hotly as he realized Chanyeol was still trying to get him to talk about the incident. "Okay. A metal. What should it be named? It has to be original."
"I like the name Baek," he stated, nonchalantly as he glanced at Baekhyun again. Baekhyun's face turned a crimson shade as he smacked Chanyeol's arm. "That's not funny," he stated as Chanyeol then grabbed his arm. He ran his fingers delicately over Baekhyun's stitches, sending shivers up his spine. "I wasn't trying to be funny," he reassured, looking Baekhyun dead in his eyes with a serious expression. "I just want to know why you did it," he asked again, his eyes narrowed.
Baekhyun felt hot under Chanyeol's gaze as he tried to come up with a good excuse, so that Chanyeol would finally drop the subject. "Uh… I'm weak," Baekhyun stated, still staring into Chanyeol's heated eyes. Chanyeol pulled Baekhyun slightly closer to him. "Is that so," he stated, running his finger over Baekhyun's stitches again.
Baekhyun shuttered in pleasure as he continued to stare at Chanyeol. "Y-yes," he stated, finally breaking away from Chanyeol's gaze. But Chanyeol grabbed Baekhyun's chin, gently, tilting his face toward him. He tilted Baekhyun's head up to get a better look at his expression.
But he regretted that decision the moment he saw Baekhyun's supple pink lips parted. Chanyeol couldn't help but move closer to Baekhyun- their faces just inches apart. Their lips practically brushing against each other- anticipating a kiss. "Can I kiss you," Chanyeol asked, respectively just before he captured those lips in a kiss. It wasn't like Baekhyun had refused him either as Baekhyun placed his delicate hands on Chanyeol's broad shoulders- pulling him closer.
Chanyeol pushed into Baekhyun, pushing Baekhyun back onto the couch as he continued to kiss him. Baekhyun was trying his best to keep up with Chanyeol's hungry kiss, but none of his body part had moved at a pace like that since he was a child.
Chanyeol broke the kiss, hovering over Baekhyun, who looked up at him as he blushed. "Because that wasn't what I heard in your bedroom," Chanyeol finally stated, just before leaning down and kissing Baekhyun again. Chanyeol slid his hand up Baekhyun's shirt, caressing the soft skin hidden away from him. Baekhyun wrapped his lithe legs around Chanyeol's waist as Chanyeol starting slowly rutting into him. Chanyeol pulled away from the kiss to breathe for a second. "I'll be strong for you," he whispered, placing a soft kiss on Baekhyun's neck.
Baekhyun had never felt a sensation like that before as a soft moan escaped his lips, unbeknownst to him. Chanyeol liked the sound Baekhyun had just made as he bit the same spot- gently. Chanyeol wanted Baekhyun- bad- taking Baekhyun's wrists and holding them above his head. And Baekhyun wanted Chanyeol just as bad, there was no doubt about that, but he also didn't want to be the other person.
He turned away from Chanyeol, cutting that kiss short as Chanyeol stared at him, surprised. "What's wrong," he asked, confused. "I thought it was okay?"
Baekhyun looked up at him, tears stinging his eyes. "Not if you're still dating that one girl," he stated, the tears softly falling from his eyes. "I don't like cheaters."
Chanyeol shook his head. "No. No," he stated, cupping Baekhyun's face in his hands. "I'm not cheating. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried anything," he stated, hurt. Chanyeol pulled back from Baekhyun, not really wanting to, but also not wanting to lose Baekhyun's trust in him.
Baekhyun slowly sat up, looking down- not meeting Chanyeol's gaze again. That pain in his chest was back, and he didn't like that feeling. It hurt so much. And when he did look into Chanyeol's hurt eyes, it only hurt him worse. "I'm sorry," he stated, looking down again. Chanyeol watched as Baekhyun stood, and finally headed off to bed.
Baekhyun lay in his bed, crying quietly to himself as he tried his best to pull at the stitches. Chanyeol had unintentionally broken his heart, and Baekhyun didn't know what it felt like to have his heart broken. The feeling was just a twisted pain in his chest that felt like thousands of sharp pieces stabbing his heart. He wanted that feeling to go away- wanted any unpleasant feelings to stop.
He wiped his eyes with his sheets as he finally decided that he'd just go back home. Back to the people who had kicked him out and were hateful to him. He was grateful to Chanyeol for saving him twice now, but he was also the one making him feel this way for the second time as well. And he figured that it'd be better to be around his parents- who he knew didn't love him anymore- than be around Chanyeol, who he was falling for more and more with each passing second.
He sniffled quietly; making sure his door was shut as he crept over toward his bay window with the balcony. He pushed the doors open, the cool night air striking his skin and making him shiver. But he wasn't going to let himself continue to suffer at the hands of someone who didn't even know he was making him agonize.
He stepped out onto his balcony, closing the bay windows behind him- remembering Chanyeol's angry voice telling him to close his windows from now on when Kris had just shown up out of the blue. He turned back towards the railing, and looked down. It wasn't that far of a drop- not one that would kill him at least- but also not that short of a distance either.
He stood, debating whether to leave this way or wait- wondering if he should risk the possibility of a broken ankle. He looked over the rail once more and sighed. He'd just take the possibility of hurting himself further than let his heart hurt anymore.
He inhaled deeply, holding his breath as he placed his hand sternly on the rail and jumped over it- feet first. He hit the ground below- hard, knees buckling as he dropped. Sure enough, he could feel pain surge through his body as he laid hunched there for a moment. He wasn't sure if he'd actually broken anything though as the pain slowly began to subside.
He stood to his feet, no more pain shooting through his body- thankful he didn't break anything. He sighed heavily as he looked back up toward the balcony he'd just jumped off, and began his way back toward the house where he once was happy.
He was anything but happy as he approached the house he'd been kicked out of. He really didn't want to face them either, but he sucked it up. It was either this or continue to be hurt by Chanyeol. And when he rang the doorbell, he immediately regretted his choice as his father answered the door.
Blocking his way into the house, his father stood with a sneer on his face as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Well, well. Look who finally decided to come crawling back," he stated, snidely. "Get inside before you scare the neighbors," he stated, harshly, smacking the back of Baekhyun's head. And suddenly, Baekhyun missed Chanyeol greatly as his heart twisted in pain again as his father shoved him inside the house and slammed the door shut.