Chanyeol
[YuJin]
I found myself inside the closet, peeking through the tiny gap in between the closet doors. And there my mother was, a meter away from the closet I was in, secretly bringing her index finger up to her lips, signalling for me to be quiet. I then covered my mouth as I shivered in fear. When suddenly—
I sat up frantically and came face to face with... Lay? It was just a dream. "YuJin! Are you alright?!" he asked. I was sweating hard as I sat up, still shivering a bit. I was about to take my note pad when another voice butted in. "Does she look okay to you?" What was his name again? Ah! Chanyeol, our new housmate.
Lay, on the other hand, still waited for my response. I then wrote on my notepad "I'm fine, have you guys eaten yet?" ... "We ate already, it's already nine thirty in the morning, you should be eating now. " I just nodded in response.
"I'm off to work then, take care, I think Chanyeol will be staying," Lay ruffled my hair before heading out the door, then closing it behind him. After a few seconds, Chanyeol followed and went outside. He must have realized that I needed privacy so he went out.
Once he got out, I did my morning routine and got ready. I went downstairs to have breakfast and found Chanyeol in the living room, with his earphones blocking out any other sound. I ate quickly and washed the dishes, this time, carefully, I don't want that to happen again, someone might get hurt.
I finished cleaning the kitchen and dried my hands, and to tell you honestly, my hand still stings from the cuts. I went to the living room and sat down beside Chanyeol, causing him to open his eyes and then close them again. "It's just you," I nod even though he can't see me.
I grabbed my book from the mini table and opened it. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Chanyeol look at me for a split-second before returning back to his phone.
Time skip, seven fifty in the evening.
I just finished cooking dinner for me and Chanyeol, yup, just the two of us since Lay called earlier saying that he won't be having dinner here. I'm now standing in front of Chanyeol's room, ready to open the door when it swung open, slightly colliding with my damaged hand. Chanyeol gaze was fixed on my hand so I hid it behind me and dashed towards the comfort room.
I quickly locked the door behind me and looked at my hand. Shi-, the wound has reopened, and now it's bleeding again. I washed all the blood away and wiped my hand with a towel , currently, it has stopped bleeding but I know that it will bleed again. How do I know? This has happened before, but not only on my hands.
I proceeded downstairs and found Chanyeol sitting in the dining room/ kitchen, waiting for me for him to start eating. Huh, even though he is like that, he knows about manners.
I sat down on a chair that was opposite his and started to eat, which was hard because of my hand. Did I mention that my wounded hand is the dominant one and the one I use more often? Now you know.
I was only on my fifth bite while Chanyeol was on his last when I accidentally dropped my utensils. I hissed in pain as I tried to pick them up again but failed to do so. I saw Chanyeol glare at me for a second before standing up and heading over to sit beside me.
"Don't get any ideas, I'm only doing this because it was partly my fault that you can't eat," He started feeding me like I was a sick person and once I was, scratch that, once HE was done feeding me, he washed the dishes and ordered me to go to sleep and stop bothering him. I did as I was told and went to my room. I may not be able to say this out loud but here goes,
Thank you, Chanyeol.
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