Getting Over - EXO BaekYeol ver. (boyxboy)

Hi~ this is the fanfiction version of Getting Over. I want to dedicate this story to my bestie coz she is a hard-die-shipper of baekyeol. hahaha...

Not forgetting also to those EXOtics and Kpop lovers. Feel free to read and don't forget to give me a piece of your mind about this story~

Enjoy~

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Day one.

18:15. Chanyeol unlocking his 3 bedrooms condominium only to find it empty. A sudden uneasiness tugged his heart. Something is not right.

"Baekkie, Baekhyun, are you sleeping honey? I'm hooome..." He called his boyfriend, walking into the house.

He entered the kitchen, placed the shopping bags that he brought on the dining table and saw a folded paper on one of the table's corners. Frowning slightly, he shifted to reach it and something fell from the paper onto the floor.

Bending over, he realized that the object is a bracelet, the one which he gave Baekhyun on their anniversary 2 years ago. Since then, he never saw it leaves him. His heartbeat quickened in panic. Quickly unfolded the paper in his hand, he recognized the small, neat scribble of his beloved on it.

Channie,

            I'm sorry but I have to go. Please don't search for me. I'm sorry for not being good enough for you. I know it's hard to take but it's really hard for me too. I'm sorry, I love you. -Baekkie-

His knees felt weakened as he read the note.  Impossible. He grasp on the edge of the table to support himself from falling onto the floor. Still not convinced by the reality, he called for him. His voices wavered, trembled and filled with suppressed panic.

"B...Baekkie, Baekhyun? BAEKHYUN!! " He grab his coat that he hung on the chair earlier and rush around his house, slammed open every room in the house hoping this is just a bad joke his boyfriend being play on. To no avail, he runs towards the door, grabbing his keys on the way and sprinted out from his house.

W...why?

Have to go?

But where?

Where do you have to go?

Months.

06:00. He wakes up from bed feeling the empty coldness besides him on the right side of the bed. Sighing, he gets up and walks to the bathroom while ruffling his messy bed hair and fetch his towel on the way. It is just another day of emptiness.

The scent of coffee and something sickly sweet filled the air, knock into his fogged mind that the day had begun. After giving his usual order, he took a seat and stares mindlessly towards the busy streets from the coffee shop. It is some kind of ritual for them to go the coffee shop every morning and sat at the table beside the large glass window.

"Your coffee, sir," the waitress gentle voice breaks his daze. It seems just seconds goes by. After thanking her, Chanyeol stir his coffee and saw another extra cup in front of him. He face palmed in realization. Looks like he going to bring another to work again.

11:00. He sips the remained quarter of the already cold caramel macchiato when his phone suddenly buzzing on his desk. Smiling he turn off the alarm. It's time to say his love to his angel now. Humming slightly, he scrolls his messages on the phone but stops abruptly. His smile flattened and he sighs. Putting the phone back slowly, he shakes his head a little and continued with his work on the computer.