"Good. Now that that is out of the way. I want to ask you something." He hummed, burying his face in my shoulder, "What are those marks on your arms?"
"W..What marks?" I chuckled nervously, before moving my arms behind my back.
"Chanyeol, don't play dumb! I mean the marks that you are hiding! I'm not stupid and neither are you! I just want to know why you're hurting yourself. Chanyeol, I care about you a lot, and I want to know why you're doing this to yourself." He spoke quietly, sounding like he was choking on his own tears.
"Baekhyun..." I moved my arms back and held him tightly, moving him closely as I felt my own tears form.
"I..I'm sorry.." he choked out, "If I could have helped more than this wouldn't of happened." His sobs escaped through his lips as he hiccuped, his fingers digging into my back.
"It's my fault, Baekhyun. It isn't yours at all. It's all of mine. I did it all to myself, it has nothing to do to you."
"Why would you do it though?"
"I'm a monster. No. I'm the monster. There's no escaping it at all. I'm the monster that people think are under their beds. And I don't know what to do about. There's this pain that's always in my chest every time I think about you. It hurts so much, Baekhyun. It hurts a lot." I brought my hand up to wipe my face as I took in deep breaths, "Why does it hurt so much?"
"Shhh, Chanyeol, it's okay. Don't worry. Everything will be okay. It's okay to cry sometimes, if you want to right now then I'll help you." He whispered, beginning to rub my back softly as I felt a small, chaste kiss to my cheek.
I blushed brightly as I nodded, pulling Baekhyun into my lap as I hugged him closer. I let everything out. All the sobs that weren't able to make their way out from previous ventures of pain, to the smallest pinch that I felt. I sobbed onto Baekhyun's shoulder as he comforted me.
"Shhh, there there. You're okay, I'm here." He murmured, whispering into my ear with his soothing voice.
I nodded and my arms moved to around his waist, snaking around. I could hear my heart thump quickly in my ears, my blood flowing through at a rapid pace.
I hiccuped and tried to bring the sobs down to a stop, "I think I'm okay now."
"If you think so.." he spoke softly before looking to me, "Let me see your arm."
I looked to him skeptically before moving my arms from his waist. I held it out for him, now realizing how ugly it looked. I winced to myself.
My eyes drifted towards Baekhyun as he grabbed a hold of my arm, his fingers tracing each of the scars that danced around. Then he lowed his head, his lips pressing against each single one. He kissed it all, glancing at me a couple of times before kissing over them all again.
"My mom always kissed my boo boos all better." Was all he spoke.
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