I'm Not Your Cinderella

CHAPTER 10 - Cool Aids

"You should have stayed at home."

Baekhyun heard the giant said right after he stepped into the lift. It was the start of another week, and Baekhyun unfortunately felt a little off. He kept on sneezing, his nose was quite stuffy and it felt like ten tiny demons kept on pounding his skull as soon as he got off his bed. He could had called the office to tell them that he would just work from home, but his ego wouldn't be able to take criticism from others for being 'incompetent'.

He was just being professional. And work was work. Sick or not, he had to work.

However, just his luck, Mr. CEO saw him walking towards the building from his car before he parked. Chanyeol stopped on his tracks and pulled down the window from the driver's seat just in time Baekhyun had to sneeze behind his plain, black face mask.

He asked if he was okay, which made the younger scowled behind his cover and glared at the giant. Baekhyun wanted to punch his face for two reasons—one, it was obvious that he was not okay, why was he even asking? And two—this was Park Chanyeol's fault.

T'was this freaking giant elf's fault!

Instead of answering him, Baekhyun stomped inside the building. He hoped to get into the lift but unfortunately it closed already so he had to wait. When it finally came back to the lobby's floor, Baekhyun hopped in immediately, seeing that Chanyeol was on his way inside. It was a déjà vu of what happened to them back in the condo building when Chanyeol saw him in the elevator.

And just like last time, Chanyeol, with his long legs and large steps managed to catch up with the lift before it closed down.

"Baekhyun," Chanyeol tried again when the younger ignored him. When he got nothing again, he grabbed his elbows not so gently for the illustrator to face him. "I told you to look at me when I am talking to you, right?"

Baekhyun scowled as he tried to take his hand arm back. But Chanyeol had other ideas. He pushed him until Baekhyun was trapped between his body and the corner of the lift. "Mr. Park," he warned, giving the elder a stern look. "We're at work."

Chanyeol scoffed, "I woke up that morning with no one beside me and a made breakfast downstairs. I fucking knocked at your doorstep for hours, kept on coming back thinking you'd finally let me in and talk to you, but you kept the door locked and not once did you let me have a second. We're not at work yesterday, princess. So now why pull this card when you don't even play fair?"

Baekhyun tried to shove him back, but the CEO was too damn stubborn to get the message that he didn't want this right now.

"Get off of me, Park Chanyeol, don't you know that they could see you through the CCTV? Please don't make a scene, okay?"

"Then talk to me, goddammit!" Chanyeol slammed his fist on the wall beside Baekhyun's head, causing the latter to jump in surprise. "What's the problem, princess? Was it because of the fucking phone call from Sehun? Was it because I got jealous and cranky? Was it because of my fever—"

"It's not that, you idiot!" Baekhyun exclaimed, finally putting a space between him and the CEO when Chanyeol stumbled back when Baekhyun pushed him harder. "It's because of you! You're the problem, Park Chanyeol!" he exclaimed.

"What?!"

Baekhyun saw that they were about to arrive to their floor before he spat out, "You... You are fucking unfair, you kissed me and you brought me to your bed and we made out like we're about to--... to..." Baekhyun groaned and ran a hand on his face. He was so red, just thinking that by that time, he was really aroused and he had gathered his courage to throw his insecurities and doubts out the window and to just let his heart guide him.