AMBUL

~ 7. My Happiness ~

* His cracked voice is taking me under *

Y/n: I'm sorry
He gently caressed my cheek with his thumb as if I was his favourite pet. I also concentrated on the small wave of smooth sensation, which rushed along my veins to my heart, caused by his benevolence

Chanyeol: It's a little violent, isn't it?
His voice was no longer chapped and combative. He showed me how I deserved to be rewarded. He brought me up along with his upper body, hosting his body straight up on his butt over the freezing floor, pressing my body on his lap. He grasped my hands providing me to get up. But I humbled and slipped on the floor. My one ankle was hectic and reddish, may be it had a friction to the roughness of floor

I froze where I was and paused the movements, to prevent from pain anesthetizing my foot further. He quickly kneeled down and inspect my leg with his fingers softly, fuming to note how much pain I was hosting

Chanyeol: Are you ok?
His adoring enraptured eyes were scrutinizing my face expression with such a hauling energy. The after upheaval of a chao should never be this delicate. I felt contortion at breathing seeing his strong compassion on me. I rubbed my temple frustratingly with the back of my hand and let out an audible sigh

Y/n: I'm the one who slapped you and now also I'm the one who is in pain
He swept my feet off the floor by picking me in his arms, and my arms found their way to hook on his neck, which were unclasped when he put me down on the bed, with a hissing sound on his lips

Chanyeol: But my heart hurts much more than you're feeling now
He prodded my collarbones by his tame fingertips, and laid me on the bed, before covering me up under the sheets. His facial expression seemed to be needing a revival, and a sufficient rejuvenation

* Is he hurting that much? *

Chanyeol: Good night
He plopped down his body next to mine under the bedsheets, turned around giving me space not to see him. His strong spine was only facing me

Y/n: I wish I could hate you more
I mumbled in silence knowing he couldn't hear me, as my tiny voice wasn't loud enough to reach his eardrums, as it was muffling with the grumbles of rain and rumbles of thunders

~•~

My days started to shake and convulse in guilt as I couldn't forget Sehun. Actually, it was only way to escape from my gusty mundane. I didn't know if Sehun was approaching me or, if I was the one who establishing that ravelled relationship

My phone wasn't completely cracked. The screen was just graced by the sandy shatter of glass only

* Wow,no wonder Samsung got the best label *
I philosophized laying on my bed with my stomach, squirming my toes in the air, pressing my knees on the bed

When I pressed the button at the side of the small thickness of the device, I met his another regular repetitive request. The texts from him were simply simple

Oh Sehun
Can we meet? I wanna see you

I was frozen again seeing his same text. Though he was just asking for a proper meeting, I felt like I was heaving a big baggage. But we were doing nothing wrong. It's not like I was having an affair. But my instinct said, I should no longer create war. So, I kindly denied him pressing the keyboard forming a sentence

Oh Y/n
No, Sehun. I can't

I killed those attachment with a sharp thirsty blade, making sure I left no string between us. Then everything became settled again. We were friends, colleagues and classmates. That's what I wanna believe. My mind defined about him copiously over his texts