Save Me...

Chapter 7

Vana's POV

I rush out of Chanyeol's room and into my own, completely ignoring Baekhyun who stands in the hallway, looking slightly confused. I slide down my bedroom door, my hands shaking. What was that? Did I really almost kiss Chanyeol? Why would I do that? Why would he do that? What were we thinking!

I don't know if I can face him again. I'm so embarrassed. I just got caught up in the moment. I mean, there's no way he could like me. He's him and I'm just, me. I'm plain and boring and a nobody.

He's gorgeous and sweet, and- wait a minute, what am I saying? Do I, like Chanyeol? No way, he's just a friend. My mind is just all hazy after what happened. Maybe I'm getting sick? I press my hand to my forehead, feeling it's temperature. I think I need some sleep.

"Umma, umma. UMMA!" My eyes shoot open and I jump up in shock. Baekhyun sits, perched at the end of my bed, giggling.

"Umma looks funny!" He laughs and I frown, confused, before realizing that he's in his toddler phase.

"That wasn't nice to scare umma like that," I scold playfully, playing along and he stops laughing, sending me a pout.

"Mian hae. But I want to play!" He says, tugging on my arm and hopping up.

"Come on come on!" He begs and I laugh. "I have to get dressed first," I say and he drops my arm, nodding, before turning around and facing the door. I smile slightly, before hopping up and rushing to change into a decent pair of clothes.

Surprisingly, an outfit appears in my dresser. Actually, a few appear, just my size and style. That's not creepy at all. I shrug and slide into one, laughing as Baekhyun bounces on his feet, impatiently.

"Umma! Bali!" He whines and I laugh.

"I'm coming as fast as I can Baek," I say, tapping him on the shoulder. He spins around, a wide grin placed on his face.

"Let's go!" He cheers, before grabbing my hand and dragging me through the house until we reach what appears to be a playroom for a small child. There's a tv, a train set, board games, a computer, stuffed animals, action figures, and barbie dolls.

"Let's play choo choo!" He exclaims, before tugging me over to the train set and grabbing a red train.

"You get the blue train, I get the red one 'cause red is cool!" He proclaims, nodding to himself and I smile.

"Alright, I like blue," I agree, taking the train and placing it on the track. After a while, Baekhyun gets bored with trains and grabs a superman action figure and starts running around the room, making it fly.

He grabs another action figure and starts hitting them together, making explosion noises. I giggle quietly and stand up, walking over to the corner and plopping into a bean bag chair, watching him.

It's kind of weird to see this kind of behavior in a grown man, but it's also extremely adorable. He puffs his cheeks out making a rather loud bang noise as he throws one action figure to the ground.

"Superman wins! Yay!" He cheers, jumping up and dancing in a circle, dropping the Superman action figure as well. I smile and stand up, stretching, when all of a sudden, his noise stops, and it's really quiet. I look up to see that he is frowning at the ground, looking around in confusion.

"Where am I?" He asks himself, before noticing me.

"Vana? What's going on?" I guess he's back to normal now.

"You don't remember anything?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"No, what happened?"

"You came to my room and woke me up, then dragged me down here to play with you," I explain slowly and he frowns deeply, before realization crosses over his features and he sighs, raking his hands through his hair, leaning back against the wall.