One Shots : Chanbaek

G a y: 2

[ dalilanabiha wanted a  part 2, so here ! ]

Chanyeol stepped out of the bathroom and watched as the bullies beat his boyfriend to a pulp. What can he do? He's not strong enough to take on what seems to be the almost entire school's population by himself.

Each time a kick and a punch landed on Baekhyun, Chanyeol winced. It was almost as if he was the one getting all those hits. He wanted to help him so badly, but he wasn't going to be irrational and just join the fight. He had more sense and rationality than that.

The bullies stopped beating the half dead boy and ordered that no one touched him or else they would end up like him or worse. Chanyeol left as everyone else did.

He went in the bathroom and locked himself in an empty stall. Chanyeol cried and let out soft sobs, though he wanted to scream and kill those bullies for what they did to Baekhyun. If only he was strong. If only he was as brave as Baekhyun was, he could've saved him in some way.

He may not have beat the bullies, but at least it would make Baekhyun happy that someone is fighting for him. His boyfriend fighting for him.

Chanyeol stopped crying and got out, washing his face and inspecting his red eyes. His head was aching and his heart wouldn't stop beating at an extremely fast pace.

He got out of the bathroom and saw Baekhyun still lying on the cold, hard floor. He was about to go over to him, but some bullies were watching from afar. He clenched his fist, glanced at Baekhyun, then left.

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4 hours have passed since Chanyeol last saw Baekhyun. He wanted to know if he was still at the school or at least okay in some way. He got dressed in casual clothes and walked to the school, since he didn't drive nor was there any bus available at the time.

He finally made it to the school's grounds, panting as he ran out of breath walking for 20 minutes.

He opened the front door hoping to still see the petite boy there, but he was wrong.

Chanyeol scratched the back of his neck. Where could he be? He decided to check the school to see if the bullies were still messing with him.

He bumped into one of them.

"What are you doing here?" the bully asked, raising his eyebrows

"Uhh..the boy that you boys beat up, where did you put him?" Chanyeol asked

"You mean the gay boy?" Chanyeol clenched his fist after hearing the boy spat the word 'gay' like it's the most sinful thing to do. It's not his fault though. He can't help but like boys.

"Yeah. Where is he?" Chanyeol asked through clenched teeth.

"He's suppose to be lying there on the floor. We didn't touch him ever since we beat him up, so I don't know" The bully explained

Chanyeol's eyes widened. If the bullies didn't touch him, then where could he be?

Chanyeol retraced his steps and went back to the spot where Baekhyun was last at. He inspected the floor, noticing that blood was all over the entrance to where he was standing. How could be be so blind to not see it when he first walked in?

He followed the blood trail, though on the outside it was a bit faint, until he saw people crowding at someone that a truck just ran over.

Chanyeol slowly went over to the crowd and pushed his way through to see who the person was.

His eyes widened, the heat went out of his body and his heart was racing as fast as a galloping horse. The boy was Baekhyun.

Chanyeol knelt down and cried loudly on the ground. His Baekhyun had died. His precious Baekhyun is dead.

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It's been two weeks since Baekhyun's death and now was his funeral. The funeral wasn't big. It just consisted of his 10 best friends, his boyfriend, his aunt and some people who Baekhyun knew from his community. Chanyeol had not stop crying since he died. He felt like his whole world crashed down and there was no possible way of rebuilding it.

He stood over the grave, watching as 6 men lowered his body into the ground, where he would remain forever. Chanyeol couldn't bear to see his boyfriend going down to the ground, so he covered his eyes and shouted loudly.

His friends tried to comfort him, but that couldn't help him. Their sweet words wouldn't bring Baekhyun back. He's gone and Chanyeol can't blame anybody but himself.

He felt responsible. He felt broken. He felt sad. Most of all, he felt regret. He regretted not helping Baekhyun, even if that meant he was going to be injured too. He regretted every single thing that he could've done, but didn't do.

The funeral was over, but Chanyeol remained. He cursed Baekhyun out for being so stupid, but Baekhyun did what was best for him.

Chanyeol left the grave and went home. He walked in the rain like a crazy person and occasionally shouted to the skies, cursing them for taking Baekhyun out of the world.

He reached home, soaked in rain and tears and went directly upstairs. He wasted no time in writing a letter stating that he wanted to be buried beside his only true love. he got the needle and thread and stitched the note in his skin. That way it won't fall or be unnoticeable.

He took out the rope that he would use sometimes use on Baekhyun when the had sex and tied it around a nail on the wall. He made sure it was taller than him, or else his plan of hanging himself wouldn't work.

"This is it" he muttered to himself "I'm coming Baek"

He placed his head in the rope and closed his eyes. He released his hand from it and let his head hang in the rope.

He didn't struggle from the rope, but allowed it to cut the oxygen off from reaching his lungs. Several seconds later, he stopped breathing. Chanyeol killed himself. Now all he hoped for was to meet Baekhyun again. That way they can live their dead lives together.