Shitty Blind Dates (Chanbaek/Baekyeol)

A Broken Promise

These feelings I have for him seems like they can't end before my body ceases to function and my soul is released for whatever comes after. 

I feel so empty, cold.

Jongin was the only one who knew about the real reason of the breakup. Kyungsoo thought we had the big fight because of the kiss with Yixing, and that I was the idiot. 

And I kind of was an idiot. 

Still are...

The days without Baekhyun were colourless. In black and white, empty and dark. 

To distract myself I took more shifts at work, and my days consisted of going to work, getting home - eat the food Jongin forces me to eat - before I take a shower and go to sleep.

My empty bed screams after Baekhyun. 

The empty space beside me is so big and it's a void that can't be filled.
The thought of trying dating other people just frightens me, because I know I will look after similarities to Baekhyun in them. 

I don't want to be that person. 

So dating is out of the question, as long as my heart is aching for him.

The empty, silent room screams after his soft giggles. 

His chatter that used to fill up the room is gone, and the only thing left is the silence.

You could say that the one positive thing about the outcome, was that I was really committing to work. Junmyeon isn't a fool though, and I know he knows that something isn't right. 

But the good thing about Junmyeon is that he doesn't mind, as long as it doesn't concern work.

"You look like shit." Jongdae commented before he went out with some of tonight's orders. Sehun nodded but froze when I shot him an irritated look. 

Kyungsoo was at home, sick. Or, to be more exact – his boyfriend fucked his brains out and now he can't walk properly. 

Believe me, I heard them all night.
I rolled my eyes of the thought.

Since Kyungsoo was absent, we all had to help more with the food. 

It was no bother for me being in the kitchen. Seeing couples being all lovey-dovey in the restaurant, having Lady and the Tramp moments with today's special wasn't a pleasing sight.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes. 

The bags under my eyes were getting bigger and darker for each day. I knew I looked like shit. Of course, I would. No sleep does that to you.

Jongin was like a concerned mother hen at home. When he was not feeding me, he was massaging my back and putting me to bed. Like a little child. Kyungsoo scoffed every time he saw this. I wasn't sure if it was out of jealousy or because he was mad at me. 

Jongin had told me that Kyungsoo still had contact with Baekhyun, and I didn't really know how to feel about it. 

One part of me was begging me to ask Kyungsoo how he was.
What he was doing.
How he was feeling.

But the reasonable part of me stopped me of doing that. I don't deserve to know that, I broke it off.
I was the one who let him go.

"Stop moping around Chanyeol and tell me the fuck what happened with the two of you. I was seriously going to by a new suit for your wedding soon, but do I really have to cancel my trip to the tailor's now?" Sehun asked, his hands placed on his hips and he had a nervous but stubborn look on his face.

I looked at him with an expressionless face before concentrating on the order.
He sighed, a bit too dramatically and I could feel his eyes bore into my back.

"Are you seriously in love with Yixing now?!" he spat out, and I turned around fast as lightning. His eyes were big and he covered his mouth with his hands, clearly shocked by his own sudden outburst.

"This has nothing to do with Yixing." I hissed and I felt my cheeks starting to heat up in anger. 

I didn't want to talk about this, to face my feelings. 

It was easier being the empty shell I had been since Baekhyun slammed the door and left.

Jongdae came into the kitchen, looked at the two of us and motioned for the younger one to get out.
Sehun almost ran out, his eyes big and scared. 

I instantly felt bad. 

It wasn't Sehun's fault that I fucked up. 

That I let the man of my life just slip through my fingers. 

I bit my lip and crossed my arms. Jongdae gave me an unimpressed look and raised his eyebrow.

"I know you're going through some shit Chan, but don't take it out on Sehun."
His voice was calm, but the message was clear.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I mumbled and Jongdae's expression softened a bit.

"I know Chan." He sighed and pulled me in for a hug. 

My body tensed and Jongdae just hugged me tighter.

The evening continued with no problems. 

Sehun was a bit jumpy around me, but calmed down when I apologised. He grinned at me and grabbed my ears to lighten up the mood. He really was a kid sometimes.

It was nearly closing time, and I was cleaning some of the tables when the bell signalised the door opening, a new customer coming in.

"I'm sorry, we are just about to close." I said before I turned around to greet the customer.

Her hair was wild, her eyes filled with rage. 

Her usual smile was replaced by a purse of the lips. 

Baekhyun's grandmother...

I gasped unwillingly and nearly lost the tray with the wineglasses in shock. She was the last person I expected to see here.

"You promised me something Park Chanyeol, and you broke that promise to me. You have a hell of lot to explain."

I gulped and watched as she walked past me and sat down at the table furthest into the restaurant.




This shift was certainly going to be longer than expected.