𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 // 𝚋𝚢𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚎𝚔𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚗✔

Chapter XIV

Is it just my imagination, or did I hear the person I was thinking about a few minutes ago speak behind me? Oh my, my head is spinning right now because I just drank three or four shots of soju. What the hell am I dreaming about? Taeyeon? My ex-girlfriend?

I shake my head before turning around, and what I saw finally convinced me that I wasn't hallucinating or dreaming. My eyes widened as I stared at the woman I couldn't stop loving even from a distance.

“Taeyeon…” I trailed off, surprised that she had finally said something to me other than a simple hello or smile. “Taeyeon, what are you doing here?” I asked, dumbly.

“I guess I'm looking for you,” she said hesitantly, biting her lower lip nervously and shrugging, her gaze fixed on the floor. “Sehun told me you came here, so here I am… I just wanted to talk to you before you leave…”

“Right…”

“So, you're really leaving?” she asked, her gaze moving directly at me.

Her question caught me off guard; she knew I was leaving, so why was she bothering me again? I looked at her for a moment, she looked back, and her eyes flashed something that confused me before she blinked it away. It was a mixture of pain, sadness, and whatever else.

“I'm leaving the company,” I simply replied as I leaned on the balcony railings, still staring at her, who was standing by the sliding door, looking nervous.

“Still leaving,” she said quietly to herself, but I overheard her and decided to let it go rather than ask an awkward question.

I only managed a weak smile. “It's for the best, actually. It's time for me, for us to grow more and continue to wander around and learn new things, you know. It's quite sad to leave where you started, but I think it's a good decision that we made back there.”

It's also a matter of time before I finally let go of my feelings for her, so we can still be friends. Hopefully. It's time to move on because she's already done so.

“I understand…” she abruptly spoke and smiled sincerely at me, and I thought she was about to leave, but she abruptly called my name. “Baekhyun…”

“Hmm?”

She took a shaky breath before walking towards me and coming to a halt in front of me. “I'm sorry…” she said.

“For what?” I asked, perplexed.

“… I'm sorry for everything that happened to us and also for what happened after our breakup, I know it was only my decision at first, but it became mutual because you don't have a choice, which means that we shouldn't be avoiding each other, but we did. I did,” she admitted, sounding guilty when she didn't have to.

Years later, we're about to reminisce about what happened to us. We're both to blame for everything that happened, but hearing those words from her, the pain that I'd been ignoring wants to resurface. And I'm not going to let it happen again. To me. To her. To us.

I smiled, brushing away the pain and sadness and assuring her that everything was fine. “It's okay; it's all in the past now; we couldn't change what happened; all we could do was never make the same mistake again.”

“You're right,” all she could say.

As we both fell silent, things were about to get awkward once more. She then leaned against the railings next to me, just watching what was going on inside because the sliding door was made of inside. We can both see what's going on inside, and our reflection.

Part of me wants to hug her and tell her nothing has changed and nothing will change, but another part of me knows I can't, not when she's dating someone else, even if it's just a friendly hug.