The Golden Ring • ChanBaek | ENG

[CHAPTER 2. 008]

       Sitting down on the small bench, I put my coffee on the table, dug out the box from my pocket, and took out a cig. It's unbelievable how much a person can change in a few weeks.

I never liked coffee, let alone cigarettes.

Shaking my head barely visible, I looked up at the boy who was sitting across from me, his back was against the wall, his legs were crossed, while he was staring angrily at me.

"So, you gonna tell me what is you problem?" I made a questioning face. "Or will you continue to murder me with your eyes?" I drank the caffeinated drink, grimacing at the taste. Yeah.. it's still not my favorite, but I'll grow to love it in time. "Well, if you just going to stare, I'll go-"

"Wait," he stood up walking in front of me. "Leave Jaebum alone, he doesn't need you to bully him."

"Oh?" I blinked. "Then you can go to him and apologize!" I pressed the note to his chest.

"Listen, I don't want to fight with you," he smacked my hand away. "You'd better do what Jongdae said, but then get off of his back," he warned and left me alone.

What the hell is everyone's problem lately? Alas, because I was a bit rude to the golden boy, so the world is falling apart? Well, I'm not feeling well either, and that newbie does the same thing, but unlike him, I can swallow his nonsense. And he, what-?

He takes it upon himself like some hysterical little boy... and I am the one who has to apologize? Ridiculous.

"Baekhyun," I hear my name before leaving the pastry shop.

Ah... my god

"What?" I looked at Jongdae while suffering.

"Don't whine ponytail... take this to him," he handed him the paper bag. "I also put in your favorite cake."

"So now you want me to sit down with him and have a picnic?" I took the cakes from him.

"Hyunnie.."

"Fine, fine... I'll stop," I gave up and finally walked out of the building.

Sitting in my car, while I typed the address into my phone with one hand, I was munching on my strawberry-banana cake with the other.

Aish, why the hell does this man live so far away? Couldn't find a job near him? Of course not, because he had to come to us.

Sure.. not like I don't have enough problems in my life.

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What on earth am I doing here? Why am I standing here like some lost puppy with a bag of cookies in my hand? It would be best if I took my pen out of my car, wrote

'Sorry' - Baek.

on the bag, put it on the ground, rang the bell and leave as quickly as if I had never been there.

But I bet Jaebum would act like a little child and tell on me anyway, crying to Jong he didn't even see me.

Ahhh I'm so fed up with this, I want to smash my head into the concrete and die.

I raised my hand with lazy movements and rang the bell, I didn't even have to wait long for the door to open, but it wasn't the person I was waiting for to came out.

"So he's your new lover?" the stranger pointed at me, Jaebum appeared behind him.

Wait, what? Lover?

Huh, joke of the year!

"No, Youngjae, I already told you, you know what? Just-," he shook his head, pressing his finger to the bridge of his nose. "Please leave now, I have nothing more to discuss with you."

"You didn't even love me!" he pointed at him accusingly and without waiting for his reaction, he stomped away.

Oh~ the drama! All I need is popcorn and some good cold alcohol.

"What are you doing here?" he looked at me up and down.

"Umm.. Jongdae is sending this," I handed him the bag. "Why didn't you come to work today? You didn't even pick up the phone. They are worried about you," I crossed my arms after he took the cookie.

"Did you become the delivery boy?" he ignored my every word.

This is bullshit.

"I hope you choke on the cookie," I showed him my middle finger, to which he laughed and sat down on the stairs.

"Huh, I love your humor," he patted the concrete.

"I didn't say it as a joke," I sat down next to him. "And you didn't answer my question."

"Which one?" he continued to fool.

"Man, you're impossible to talk to! Not like I care. Sorry for being a jerk at work sometimes, I've been through a shitty few months.. but I'm going now. Goodbye," I stood up.

"That guy who just left-" he began, which made me stop, but I didn't look at him.

"It was my ex. I broke up with him because we always fought. But during our relationship, we broke up many times, but we got back together the next day.. He thought this breakup would be like that too," he sighed for a long time.

"He's been annoying me with his nonsense since five in the morning, and if you hadn't come, I would have been sitting on that damn sofa until nightfall, listening to his tantrums."

Ah. I see.. now I have the picture in my head! Jaebum is gay! Or bisexual.. that's why his ex called me his lover, and I thought he was joking.

"You could have sent him away," I shrugged.

"It wouldn't have been that easy," I heard him rattling the bag, I think he's eating the cookie that Jongdae sent him. "Your curls are beautiful."

As he said this, I turned towards him.

"Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Doing what on purpose?" he blinked innocently.

"Getting on my nerves."

"It's only natural," he stood up and walked towards me, resting his right elbow on my shoulder, and with his left hand he almost pushed the cookie into my mouth. "A bite?"

"No thanks," I tried to lean away.

"Are you going back to work?" he put his arms around my neck and his closeness was already starting to annoy me.. I'm going to slap him.

"Nope.."

"Awsome! Wait here outside and don't go anywhere!"

"Wha- HUH?!" I watched as he went back to the house..

... Whats going on?