With EXO

CHANYEOL: Once upon a gloomy night

A/N: Reading this is way better when you keep Hurt by EXO (any version would do) playing on repeat. Hoho :)

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YOUR POV

"WAE?! AAHHHHHHH!"

I can't help but just scream everything out. I'm bloody, freaking brokenhearted right now. I could even feel my heart shattering gradually, not into pieces, but into powder.

"He didn't even know you."

That set of hurtful words is still echoing on my mind. Well, that's shining, shimmering true.

I've known them, especially him, for a long time now. His birthday, his assets, his significance, his family background, the way he flashes those wonderful smiles, the list of the hair styles and colors he had done to his hair, his built, everything about him, I've searched and studied them well.

Then the memories of me back then suddenly flashes one by one. Damn, being an international fan is the hardest.

I can't count the times that I cried hard over my phone because finally, he updated his Twitter and Instagram account, but the heck! I can't understand Hangul. I can't even relate to him and to the thousands of comments on his certain post. I feel so isolated. I envy those Korean EXO-L because besides the fact that they are on the same land where EXO is on, they understand them fully.

That's the reason why I tried so hard to study Hangul and the Korean language. And I managed to succeed. God knows how many times I commented on his every posts, stating how I love him, since then.

Every morning, I would wake up making the images of him the first thing that would start my day ahead. Then I'd start to pump out their songs on speakers and sing with tons of efforts. Thanks to those romanized lyrics on the internet, because without it, I can't cope up with their songs.

I also bought those not so expensive merchandises we had back on my country. Well, I'm the poor kind but the hell, I can't resist those precious merchs. Too bad, I didn't managed to buy even one of their fabulous albums. I'm a big, fat nothing.

I'm also always late on every updates and news regarding them. The internet on my country is a kind of slow. But I don't care. I'm still keeping it up on them, no matter what.

Then that golden part of my life came up. It brought the hell of a glory out of me! Well, who's not going to freak out when you have known that you won that promo you've been badly into, because the grand prize is a trip to South Korea for a week?

I literally packed my whole life with me because I brought my precious posters of EXO and him. This is it! A single glance on him would do. Oh my! Le feels!

I was so excited back then, but here I am, ending up on a stall providing soju and other food stuffs, with my bag of merchs and posters ... brokenhearted and a complete sobber.

It has been 7 days already, yet I don't even got a single chance to see him. I went to different places here on Korea, believing that I would be able to see him. I even went and stayed at the front of SMent, but still, not even a single trace of him.

The heartbreaking fact is that EXO is on China right now promoting and the stuffs. I called my mother that very time. I cried on her badly. Then she told me that hurtful but true words.

"Stop it already, my dear daughter. You're just torturing yourself. He didn't even know you. So hush now, and maybe just forget that Chanyeol."

I guess, my mother is right. I've known him for a long time, but he doesn't even know me.

"Ahjumma! Another bottle of soju here please."

"Ne!"

I'm still on tears while drinking and my backpack of merchs with me when a tall man suddenly sits beside me.

"Why are you crying over my photo?"

Maybe because of the effect of soju on me, that I don't mind replying on him. "Well, because I love this guy on the photo so much that's why I prayed so much to win that stupid promo and luckily, I won this trip to Korea. But unfortunately, my seven days here is already done but I don't even got the chance to see him even from afar. He's on China right now. Oh God! My heart hurts. Huhuhu."

"Hajima. Jebal don't cry. I'm here beside you. I'm Chanyeol. Stop crying, jebal."

Wait. Did he just said ... he's Chanyeol? I shifted my gaze on him, then it hit me. Those eyes, those big ears, that flashy smile, that height, that presence, oh my God! Damn, I must be looking horrible now. I wipe away my tears and I fix my hair, even though I'm still facing him.

Tell me I'm not dreaming. Gosh! This is Chanyeol, the love of my life, for anyone's sake! The feeling is so overwhelming. It's invading every piece of me.

Then the next thing I have done surprised the hell out of the both of us.

I kissed him. And to hide the humiliation, I hugged him tight.

"Thank you for this. Thank you by just suddenly sitting here beside me. You turned this gloomy day into the best part of my existence. I thought I'll be back home tomorrow with a big, fat nothing and a complete sober, but you changed everything. Sorry, I might look rude for you but I'm just perfectly happy. Everything is worth it. I love you. And I swear, I'd still continue to love and support you on my way home. Saranghaeyo, Chanyeol oppa."

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A/N: DONE! Haha. Hope y'all like this.