Chanyeol's Epic Fail (not mine)

Problems of His Own

"What the actual fuck are you doing, Chanyeol?"  

We're all outside the SM building, having a break from a hard day of recording.  

It's takes twice as long for us because its double the work with two groups.  

I wave ecstatically at a group of schoolgirls who have congregated in front of the SM Town sign.   The first snow has fallen for the winter, and this means only one thing.  

Snowball fight!  

"Yah! Chanyeol hyung!" Kyungsoo yells.  

Ifling a snowball, hitting him square in the nose.  

"Please children, calm yourselves," Suho calls from the doorway.  

He's not game enough to face my awesomeness.  

Awesomeness?  

Yep, I'm awesome.  

"Why don't you come out, grandpa!" I yell right back.  

"Who are you calling grandpa?" He retorts loudly.  

I hear the crunch if snow under feet and I whirl around.  

"Want to team up?" Byun Baekhyun asks.  

"Sure!"   

I give him my trademark goofy grin.  

I bed over, picking up a massive pile of snow. I clamp my hands around the snow, creating small, precise snowballs.  

I hand them to Baekhyun.  

"Make sure you hit Sehun and Kai!" I shout.  

Baekhyun nods, hurling the snow in the air.  

There's a yelp and a loud thud.  

"Ow, Sehunnah~" Luhan screams.  

"YOU LITTLE SHIT I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS!" Sehun declares, kicking snow in my direction. And he means it. He never swears unless it's something massive.  

"Hey, at least it's better than watching Twilight!" Kai shouts.  

Luhan gives a grunt of protest, and Sehun ducks under a car for protection, dragging his boyfriend behind him.  

"You'll be safe here," he whispers.  

I raise an eyebrow at Baekhyun, who chuckles.  

My, they're in for a surprise.  

I make my way carefully around the edge of the car, being as quiet as possible as I pile snow up over the top of it.  

Luhan is hugging Sehun as Sehun watches behind him.  

No one's looking at us.  

Once I'm satisfied there's enough snow on top of the car, I motion for Baekhyun to run.   He shakes his head.  

"We're in this together."  

I blush, feeling my heart skip a beat.  

His nose is reddened from the cold weather, and it sticks out against his usually pale skin.   It just makes him that much cuter.  

"Alright," I whisper back.  

"On the count of three, we push the snow wall on top of them. Ready?"  

Baekhyun nods.  

"One..."   "Two..."   "Three!"  

I giggle triumphantly as I run, Sehun yelling a stream of never ending cuss words in my direction.   Luhan's lying on the ground, horrified, as Chen and Xiumin point and laugh.  

"I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THIS!!" Sehun screams.  

I just laugh, and hide behind Kris. He's the only one tall enough to shield me completely.  

"What do you think you're doing?"  

I scream like a girl and run as fast as I can away from the blonde.  

I'd forgotten about his wushu master bodyguard.  

"Chanyeol, where'd you go?" Baekhyun yells.  

I scan around, only finding the white of the snow and the occasional pair of feet that I try my best to steer clear of.  

Because they're not Byun Baekhyun's shoes. I know every article of clothing he wears.   "Baekhyun?" I shout back.  

I really don't care if I get found by the others.  

"Chanyeol, help!" He screams.  

I furrow my brow.  

"Where are you?"  

I notice the crowd of fangirls.  

Oh bad.  

I identify Baekhyun's tuft of hair in the centre of the commotion.  

These are not the meek and polite fangirls we are used to.  

I sense Baekhyun's distress as I notice one or two of the girls tearing their way through his clothes, touching him in inappropriate places.  

"Baekhyun!"   

I push my way through the crowd, shoving the girls away.   

I grab Baekhyun's hand and drag him back into the building, where the rest of EXO is waiting.  

The doors close behind us and the fans are pressed against the glass panel.  

I realise that it was total anarchy out there.  

"What happened?" Suho yells.  

My Byun Baekhyun is in tears.  

I take my coat off and drape it over his shoulders, noticing that his jumper is gone and his shirt has ripped.  

"Are you OK?" I ask.  

Baekhyun gives me a small nod but I know he's anything but alright.  

"I'm so sorry! I should never have left you out there alone!" I hit myself in the face, my arms flailing.   "It's not your fault, I'm fine," he responds.  

But the tears are still flowing down his cheeks.  

"You're not OK. Come on, I'll get manager to take us home."  

Baekhyun shakes his head.  

"No. We still need to record."  

I look at him carefully. I know there's something he's not telling me.  

"Baekhyun..."  

He reads me well.   

He knows I know that something's up.  

"It just... It brings back painful memories," he whispers, only loud enough for me to hear.  

My eyes widen.  

Is there something I don't know about Byun Baekhyun?