Chanyeol likes books.
Baekhyun likes movies.
Chanyeol has dark hair.
Baekhyun has blonde.
Chanyeol is an introvert.
Baekhyun is an extrovert.
Chanyeol plays basketball.
Baekhyun plays baseball.
Chanyeol likes to cook.
Baekhyun likes to order take-out.
Chanyeol listens to classical music.
Baekhyun prefers pop tracks.
Chanyeol dreams about flying.
Baekhyun dreams of swimming.
Chanyeol works hard.
Baekhyun slacks off.
Chanyeol likes shades.
Baekhyun like colours.
Chanyeol is lonely.
Baekhyun is popular.
Chanyeol plays guitar.
Baekhyun plays piano.
Chanyeol raps.
Baekhyun sings.
Chanyeol sometimes peers over his book, to stare at Baekhyun's feminine features, the way his eyes crinkle when he smile or the cute little noise he makes when something scares him.
Baekhyun pretends not to notice.
Chanyeol wishes he could have Baekhyun to himself, to play with his hair and intertwine their hands.
Baekhyun is happy where he is and doesn't need anyone else in his life.
Chanyeol sheds a couple of tears everynight, silently praying that one day Baekhyun will accept him into his life again.
Baekhyun sheds a single tears some nights, slowly but surely letting go of the past.
Chanyeol misses Baekhyun.
Baekhyun is trying to forget Chanyeol.
Chanyeol loves Baekhyun.
Baekhyun loved Chanyeol.
Since when do opposites actually attract?
Since the first time we met.
And how's that?
I was attracted by you.
You were attracted by me.
We made it work.
Did we?
We did...
This is part of a little series I may be doing, I haven't quite decided yet. Enjoy this little drabble in the meantime.
