My Saviour [ChanBaek] (OneShot)

My Saviour

Baekhyun felt sad for years. Miserable, even. But tonight he feels nothing. The numbness inside him was the last bit of certainty that he needed. Now he knows he's doing the right thing. He's ready. He walked for over an hour before reaching the cliff he visited frequently. Tonight's the night when he would make everything go away. All the pain. All the horrible sadness that consumed him for years. He thought about it. He could do it in so many ways. But all the other ways seem too brutal to the ones he would left behind. He didn't want to be found on a puddle of blood, or on a bathroom floor surrounded by pills, or even all broken in front of a tall building. He didn't want to be a burden. He wanted to disappear. And he knew no one would find his body down there. He looked once again to the bottom of the cliff. He stared at it so many times before but he was never brave enough. But now he knows. He feels that this is the only way. He's ready. He takes off his coat, laying it on the floor. It's a cold night. He takes off the cardigan he's wearing. The wind's stronger now. He leaves his shoes and socks close to the other things. Now he's only wearing jeans and a shirt. It might snow tonight he thinks. He feels the cold grass under his feet and closes his eyes. He opens his arms, feeling the wind, waiting for it to show his way. He slowly steps forward. Right foot first. The wind is getting stronger. It might be just a normal storm coming he thinks, eyes still closed. Left foot next. He feels the ground under his feet, it doesn't have grass anymore. One more step is enough. He can do it. He can feel the freedom of it before stepping forward.

But then something changes. The wind gets calmer and he can smell perfume. Someone is here. He freezes on his place and open his eyes. He can finally hear a man whispering:
Please, don't do it. Please, please, please. Please, don't do it. Please...
Baekhyun lowered his arms and looked behind his shoulder. Staring at him with tears in his eyes was a tall boy, he seemed afraid to move. The smaller boy asked bitterly:
- Why are you here?
- Please don't leave.
- Do I know you?
- Please come closer to me, it's safer here, I can explain everything...
- I'm not going anywhere before you explain yourself. Why can't you just let me go? I don't even know you!
- I know you don't know me, but I know you. Please, be careful. I...
- STOP TELLING ME TO BE CAREFUL!! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU??!!!
- My name is Chanyeol! I'm a freshman on your university. I saw you on my first day. I'm sorry if I seem like a stalker I just thought you were the most beautiful boy I've ever seen since the moment I laid my eyes on you. I kept searching for you and I always saw you alone.
- Why are you here?
- I can't let you leave without telling that someone cares about you. You have someone. I'm here for you. Please, don't leave me. I'm sorry I never talked to you before, I'm just really shy and a bit socially awkward.
- You seem fine.
The younger looked confused to Baekhyun. He suddenly feels hope.
- Baek, can we go somewhere to talk? Please?
- I already have a nickname?
- Well, you can give me one too if you want...
After thinking for a while, he sighs and respond:
- Ok.
- Really?
- Yeah.
The small boy steps on the direction of his shoes but collapses on the ground.
- BAEKHYUN!
Chanyeol runs to the other boy to see him shaking and sweating.
- I'm ok, I just feel a little dizzy.
- You're freezing... Here, put this on.
The younger helps him to put the coat around his body, then carefully put the socks on his small delicate feet. He grabs the shoes from the ground and then takes the owner of them on his arms and lifts him. He leaves the cliff behind them with Baekhyun on his arms and walks to his apartment, just a few blocks away.
- You don't have to do this.
The smaller whisper, seeming too tired to speak properly.
- I want to, Baekkie.
Chanyeol kisses the boy's forehead and Baekhyun snuggles closer to him, feeling protected and loved for once in so many years. Maybe, just maybe, he could have a little hope.

(A/n: this is probably an one shot. Maybe I can write a second part if it gets views . I wrote this when I was feeling really depressed. So, I hope it's good enough. Leave a comment and a like! It means a lot. Stay strong. Be kind to yourself. Bye~ )