When you're comfortable to dig your boggers infront of somebody, farting beside him, burping and even snoring. When you're leaning into him and start drooling his favorite shirt. Is it love?
If imagining you're future with him, waking up to see those eyes that sparkle whenever he sees you, his pointy nose who loves to sniff you're hair and those pinkish lips that were perfectly mold just for you, is it called love?
"Ofcourse! This girl is to dumb, you madahfackah." The brunette said while rolling his small eyes as if the author would see him. He runs his delicate fingers to his growing locks, a habit he have grown too when his younger.
He's currently reading the book he found in the corner of the bookstore 10 blocks away from their shared apartment. Glancing on his wrist watch Baekhyun realized that it's time to prepare dinner for his husband.
A simple carbonara was left untouched ontop of the wooden table that they receive when they got married 10 years ago. It's almost midnight and the brunette start to ruffle the hem of Chanyeol's tshirt, the one that he usually wear.
He stared at the running movie which is Cinderella by the way. He knew something was off but decided to shrug the idea building in his brain. In the middle of deep thoughts a small click was heard, indicating that someone--Chanyeol unlocks the door. He excitedly beam at his husband. A wide smile plastered on his pretty face.
"Yeol, I cooked your favorite carbonara, should I reheat it so y---"
"Shut it." Baekhyun froze on his tracks. Closing his lips to prevent spilling more words to his annoyed husband.
"Sorry." The word where left unheard as the man walks to their room. The sparks were long gone, the skinships were not existing for the past few years. The past 2 years, the dilemma started. The lack of text and calls, no more parting kisses as well as those cheeky I love yous' they used to share. It's a good thing thou that there daughter, Minyeong is in the care of his laws as he not have a family from the start.
He cleaned the table before proceeding to the bedroom. Baekhyun carefully peeks his head, seeing if Chanyeol is asleep. When he confirmed it by the small snores he hears. Pointed toes where tapping the tiled floor causing a small tuds. The brunette expertly sneeks their closet to find the phone that will answer his curiousity.
He gently taps the screen creating a small amount of lights in their dark room. It gaves a wave of sadness seeing that Chanyeol's wallpaper is not the same. It's plain white. Nonetheless he tapped the small envelope directing to the exchange text of his husband.
Their quite a few until he spot someone named BabyK. He brought his shaky fingers albeit the feelings that he imagine.
To: BabyK
Good morning baby! Are you awake? See you at the office ;*
From:BabyK
Good morning to you too Chan. Is your husband awake, want to call you.
He immediately covered his mouth knowing that the furder he read the more his heart will be pricked by those needles. He glanced at his sleeping husband. The conclusion finally comes to an end, he thought.
What's my mistake? The question was left hanging.
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Baekhyun wokes up before Chanyeol readying his self for the upcoming confrontation he'll make. You've got this he repeated it like a mantra encouraging his self that this can be fix--somehow.
When he sensed that Chanyeol will coming out, he settles himself on the single couch just beside the door.
"I'm going." Chanyeol mumbled but before the tips of fingers touch the knob, a soft voice was emitted by the smaller.
"No, sit down first." He ignores it.
"I said fvcking sit down." A cold shivers ran along the spine up until to his body. Baekhyun never curses, he's mean and almost like a diva but he promised not to curse, but well promises are ment to be broken right?
He finally takes the chair down. Setling himself while he removes his coat, the rooms temperature slightly increased under the heated stare of Baekhyun.
"Are you cheating on me?" The straight forwardness is the one he likes from the brunette, he don't need to divert the topic instead he just asked you.
"W-what?" He manage to stutter a word. He looks at the face he once adored. The piercing gaze were no longer written on the face instead a calming face that made him relax is the one he's seeing.
"You don't need to deny it. I saw you're phone last night, don't worry. I just saw a few of your conversation. How long?" Chanyeol didn't expect the question that are thrown but he preferred the Baekhyun thats cursing him not this one who asks like this is the normal topic.
"3 years." The brunette's lips formed an 'o' signaling that he's surprised, nevertheless he smiled. He fvcking smiled at Chanyeol, he wants to cry, scream or curse but he chooses to put a fake façade.
"Are you happy?" Baekhyun asked again. He encounter things like this when he's reading a book, and he learned that if you loves someone, let them go. Eventhough it hurts, even if its the meaning of your sleepless night. Unlocked the chain thats binding you because it's the right thing to do. Let them fly.
"Yes." He finally answered thinking about the doe eyed man, waiting for him.
"I see." A pregnant silence between the two lingering around the air. After a good five minutes, Baekhyun stand up, walk and kneels infront of the giant. Baekhyun holds the giant's hands intertwining it on his knowing that this is the last time he can do this. He speaks up and gulps the lump on his throat.
"Later, come home. I'll be picking up Minyeong at your parents. I"ll prepare us dinner and we'll tell to our daughter whats happening. This is the last favor I'm asking to you, don't worry about the divorce papers, I'm going to sign those." He finally stands up, untangling their hands. He gave his eye smile before making a way from his husband.
He knew that fairytales are for those people who deserves to be loved. They're pretty, unlike him. They're innocent, so good, unlike him who used to be a stripper.
But he don't regret anything. In those 15 years of ups and downs, Park Chanyeol. The one he truly loves, gave a lot of effort to prove that he's worth a thing, that he deserve to be loved by someone. No college degree, no fvcking brain, see that?
He was glad that Chanyeol happened, that somehow there was a person that were ready to catch him.
But he's story is another case. He'll not end up with and they live happily ever after. He just knew that he needed to let go of Chanyeol, as the latter is no longer happy with him, that his daughter will experience a broken family but no he'll not do that.
As he hears the soft click of the door, he finally broke down realizing that the family he built for years were slowly crashing down left for him to put in the trash can.
A/N:
Kill me! ;-; This is not even angsty as it is. I'm no good XD I want to bring tears to someone while reading this but I guess I'll gonna work hard, fighthing!
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Fanfiction5 years of relationship and 10 years of marriage. It was all perfect, Chanyeol who strives hard for his only child and his husband who took care of them. One night, one mistake, one broken promise.
