A Second Chance

Chapter 1

There is always someone who just felt like they were born at the wrong time. If they were only one year older, they could go to that amazing party everyone was so excited about. If they were just a couple years younger, maybe they could wear those new jeans that were so in style now.

Or, maybe, if you were only fifteen years younger you could pursue that completely insane crush you have on a high school kid, then it wouldn't be so awkward when he dominated you during gay sex.

No, wait, that was probably just Baekhyun's problem.

Baekhyun had always spent his life building his career, and never allowed himself the distraction of romance, that would just happen eventually. But it didn't.

Well, in a way it happened, if you count his hopeless crush on a younger man...boy.

Due to his extreme dedication, Baekhyun had acquired his dream job. He had a luxurious house, a nice car, lots of money, good looks, and basically everything his friends envied.

Whenever Yixing and Junmyeon came to visit, they would sigh and tell each other as they embraced, "Maybe we'll have a nice house like this someday."

However, it was always Baekhyun who was left feeling more envious. All of his friends were married by now. Watching them caused Baekhyun to reflect on the fact that, at the age of 32, he was still alone, and still a virgin.

Baekhyun never used to care, but after he acquired everything he deemed important in life, he was left feeling empty.

It happened slowly at first. He would come home, make dinner, eat by himself watching TV, go to bed.

Come home, make dinner, eat by himself watching passionate romantic couples on TV, go to bed.

Come home, make dinner, eat by himself purposely not watching stupid TV, go to bed.

Come home, make dinner, eat by himself and sulk looking at the empty chair across from his, go to bed.

Come home, make dinner, quickly eat not allowing himself to dwell on unpleasant things, go to bed.

Come home, make dinner, quickly eat, try to fall asleep while staring at the unused pillow next to his.

Come home, make dinner, quickly eat, try to fall asleep but occasionally let small tears fall from his eyes as he longed for someone to hold him. For someone to talk to about all the little things that had happened that day. For someone to kiss him and spoil him with surprise gifts. For someone to keep him up late at night, sharing passionate moments with each other. For someone to love him.

Every time his mind wandered to these thoughts, Baekhyun imagined Sehun. But that was absurd, and Baekhyun always tried to quickly erase that image from his mind. As if his thoughts weren't already depressing enough, he didn't need to dig an even deeper hole for himself and indulge in fantasies about a teenager.

Baekhyun met Sehun one day as he was exiting a restaurant. Struggling to handle the left over food in his hands while trying to get out his car keys, Baekhyun managed to trip and fall down onto the ground, scrapping his knee. That's when someone suddenly reached for him, grabbing his arm to help him stand.

"Are you all right?"

Baekhyun turned his head to look up at the kind man who was helping him. And then he froze.

His tall stature, broad shoulders, sharp jawline, dark eyes...He was perfect, everything Baekhyun couldn't resist. At last, he had managed to find someone that demanded his attention.