Exo Short Stories (Exo x Reader)

Chanyeol - Accidental Confession

Chanyeol's POV

I'm sitting and watching the girl of my dreams being dragged off by yet another admirer.
I sigh as I keep my eye on her even when Baekhyun, my best friend, comes over to my table and sits by me.
He looks towards where I'm looking and gives me a serious look as he says, "Dude just tell her how you feel for her. I mean it's obvious that she's into you to."
"How could she be into me when she has that jerk of a boyfriend?"
"Oh come off it, he is nothing compared to you," my best friend tells me.
"Yeah right Baekhyun look at him he has a lot more than I ever could he has money, grades, an amazing job, and so much more."
Baekhyun hits my head, "Are you an idiot? You of all people should know that now everything is how it seems."
"I do but that doesn't mean that I will be able to confess to her with her still dating her. I'm many things but I wouldn't steal another guy's girl even if he's an jerk."
He sighs and rests his head on the table, "You can still perform here, can't you? I mean you could act like she was your girl and get over your feelings."
___ walks back into the café wrapped in her boyfriend's arm, but she doesn't look happy with him.
"Jiho that wasn't very nice of you to do that to the poor kid. You know if anyone did try something I could defend myself I am a black belt in judo and karate."
___ keeps walking towards the kitchen, but stops when her stupid boyfriend has to open his fat mouth.
"I know that, but that doesn't mean that I don't want them to know that you're already someone's girl."
"I know that I'm your girlfriend but I don't' belong to you like you make people think. If anything you belong to me as a servant cause all I have had to do through this entire relationship," she does the bunny ear thing when she says relationship in a kidding tone, "if that's what you can call what this is. Then I'll say this once to you Jiho we're through."
He looks up at her surprised and almost like, he got a good slap on the face.
Which would have made me laugh if I didn't' notice the sour look marring her beautiful face that is usually smiling like an angel something I noticed when I first met her.
Flashback It was two years ago when I first came to this café. I had just graduated and I had yet to decide what university I was going to for sure.
We had stopped by the café so I could cool down and try to decide what I wanted to go to college for. Yet when I entered the café with everyone I was surprised to find a sweet scent that I didn't' think I would know where it could have come from.
We were sitting in the corner well I strummed my guitar since Baekhyun knows the shop owner and said it's alright as long as I play well.
I had my eyes closed and playing a sad love song when I heard a sweet voice and the scent that I smelled from earlier when I had entered the shop.
I look up to see a brightly lit face from both the light in the café and the sun shining through the windows. As the lights reflected off the top of her hair it created a soft halo look.
White teeth smile as she smiled at me as she spoke, "Hello my name is ____. I will be your server today. Have you decided what you want to order?"
We gave her our orders and it seemed in that brief second where I first saw her smile I feel in love with her.
Her smile became like a drug to me. Sure I've seen so many smiles because I always want people to be happy, but her's I couldn't get it out of my head.
I started to come to the café almost once a week and slowly I came every day that I had time. Sure, in the mornings, I would always come, but that doesn't mean that she was working all the time when I stop by the shop.
End of Flashback Before he can do anything stupid I decide that I was going to stand up to her, "Jiho, you should leave before you cause more of a commotion. This is a café not a place to cause a commotion out of jealousy."
Since Jiho was looking at me he didn't' get to see the look of relief that flashes across ___'s face along with a small shy smile.
Before he can say anything else I hear __ speak up against Jiho again, "Jiho if you want to speak we'll make a time for that, but for now leave."
He seems to agree with her and turns to leave, but not before turning around and giving me the stink eye like I was some kind of disease ridden rodent.
When he's gone ___ looks at me and says, "Thank you for helping me... Chanyeol correct."
"Yes that's my name," I answer.
"I hope you're still playing here tonight. I always enjoy your singing and guitar."
I nod my head and smile slightly as I watch her walk away to the kitchen probably to call today quits.
Baekhyun hits my back, "Well done man I think you have her falling for you."
I smile then hit his back harder than needed, "Thanks man now I should really think about what song I'll be playing tonight."
"Don't think to much but maybe her favorite song you know the one you seem to play at least once or twice a week."
I look at him shocked as he walks out of the café for the morning and heading to his class or to put on more eyeliner... Probably both. How did I make such a girly friend in my childhood?
I guess I should head to class as well counting on the time it is.
Playing with my band mates is always fun during lunchtime and today we're playing in the square in the middle of the university. As we're playing it almost seems like when I first met ___ I smelled a sweet scent in the air as the sun heated up the air around us.
I look up to see ___ standing there smiling at me.
I sigh and lean on the mic stand a bit and think to myself, "___ is pretty maybe like an angel too bad everyone just likes my music. All they see is a stupid clown."
"That's not true," I look up shocked to here ___ say that.
I pull away from the microphone and blush, "what's not true?"
"You idiot did you think you just said that in your head. Can we talk in private?"
"Umm... sure of course we can. I'll be back later guys."
They wave at me as I walk away with ___ at my side. We stop in a small section of the school that isn't used much because a lot of the people here don't' care about flowers.
"You're not just a clown to me... I'm glad that you think I'm pretty," I watch as her cheeks turn a light pink slowly darkening, "but I can't agree with you. I don't find myself beautiful at least I didn't' before I met you. it was after we graduated from high school. I mean we both went to the same one, but I never met you until you came to my father's café. I heard you mumble something about an angel's smile that made me feel happy. I just thought it was nothing, but slowly you started to come more and more to the café and I couldn't help watch you. it wasn't until last week when I found this place that I realized that I like you a lot."
"A few weeks ago I was here helping the counselor because he's been getting old. I've been helping him with his garden for almost two years."
She nods her head, "I find it sweet that you would work in a garden to help an older man and not just that but you also knew about flowers something that Jiho never took any interest in. I feel depressed to think that I never noticed before how you would silently watch me as I worked or how on holidays as you would leave I'd find a flower on you table that told me to keep smiling. You gifts of a single flower different for each holiday always made me smile and suddenly happy even when I was feeling down."
I chuckle, 'I guess I can ask you this now that Jiho isn't dating you... ___ would you like to be my girlfriend?"
I watch as tears form in her eyes making me worry until I see the same bright angelic smile that had me fall in love with her, "I believe I would love to go out with you."
I smile as I take her hand in my own, "Then how about we get something nice to eat with the rest of our break time?"
"Yeah let's go," she squeezes my hand as she looks down pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.
It's hard to believe that out of an accident I confessed to her and she heard it. I thought I would be more nervous when she found out my feelings, but at the moment I feel like I have had a huge weight lifted from my shoulders.