With You- (Baekhyun and Taeyeon Fanfiction)

Chapter 16-

"Well?"

"Where's the food?" I counter

"Here" He brings out a tray

"Haha, uhhh. Thank you...oppa?" I try to strain myself from cringing. But it came out naturally anyway.

Once, Baekhyun asked why I never call him oppa. I responded with 'You never asked'

He smiles and nods approvingly. He holds his hand up and I raise mine to meet with his. We intertwine our fingers together.

"I like it. And you have to stick with that. Because if you don't, I might not ever hear it again from you."

I laugh and we rest our hands down.

"Thanks, Oppa"

He smiles,"No worries, Taeyeon."

• • •

"Hey, I was wondering.... Why doesn't anyone call you Taeyeon anymore."

I tense up and play with my fingers,"Uhh, just because."

He looks at me funny,"Just because? No, come on. Tell me"

I look at him and tell him with my eyes that I don't want to continue the conversation.

He understands and backs off,"Alright. But you can trust me you know."

I nod and look straight to the ground. Kai hurdles towards us with lively energy.

"Hey, I decided to crash the whole lovebirds thing. What's up?"

I don't answer. So Baekhyun responds.

"Oh, nothing much. Taeyeon and I were just talking." He says casually. But I still smile at him using my middle name.

"Taeyeon? You mean Yuni? No one uses that name anymore. Because didn't you forbid-"

I smack him hard in the arm. He groans and glares at me. Kai asks me what the heck am I doing.

"Don't worry about what he is saying." I say to Baekhyun

"No. Taeyeon, come on. Why are you keeping something from me?"

Kai looks at me in disbelief,"He doesn't know about your name?"

I shake my head. Baekhyun fixes me with a look I can't comprehend. Anger? Sadness? Pity?

"Why won't you tell me?"

I sigh,"I'm scared what you might think of me."

He looks at me so passionately hat it makes my insides turn. He sighs and turns away.

"Baekhyun...." I say softly

He turns to Kai,"What do you wanna do after school?"

Kai looks at him confused then shoots me the same look,"Uhh, don't know?"

"What about to your house? Taeyeon, you coming?"

"Sure, I haven't seen my Aunt, Uncle and April in a while."

• • •

I pull Baekhyun aside after school and look into his eyes.

"What's up? Why are you ignoring me?"

He doesn't answer. I keep encouraging him to speak up. Then so suddenly, he responds.

"Why?"

The confusion must of shown my face because he sighs.

"I mean why won't you open up to me? You obviously have issues with trusting."

"Wha- I do not have trusting issue" I was taken aback

"Then tell me."

"Baekhyun...it's personal. Why do you want to know so bad?"

I look at him deeply. He stares back.

"Because...I know there is something to it. Otherwise, why is it so personal?"

I sadly look at him. But I know he only wants to help me.

"Because it has something to do with my family. Taeyeon used to be my first name. My mum gave it to me. Taeyeon means being calm, like you said."

"But when she passed away, my dad would use my name in every insulting sentence. 'Where is your mother now, Taeyeon? Oh you killed her, Taeyeon' 'We fought because of you, Taeyeon' 'Taeyeon, if you love me, stop showing yourself to me'"

I look at him and he is understanding. I smile because it feels nice to have someone really understand you.

"That name held so many painful memories. But I like to hold onto it because it links me to my mother. I never hear it these days so it makes me feel like she is slipping away from me. Because she died because of me. I killed her."

He holds my hand,"Taeyeon, no-"

"Baekhyun" I say tersely,"I did. So when I turned 15 yrs old I changed it to Yuni. My mum would sometimes call me that because she once read this book an the character was similar to me. The characters name was Yuni. She said it was her favourite book."

Baekhyun looks regretful now. I laugh and squeeze his hand.

"No worries. Now you know. I killed my mum. That's what I was afraid of you knowing. I was afraid that you would change your perspective of me."

Baekhyun look at me with a look unknown to me. I almost think it was a angry look.
Baekhyun lets go of my hand and stuffs it in his pockets. He strides away.
Leaving me.