Depression struck you. The war going on between your head and your chest made you stuck at home and cry your lungs out. Within those days, your brain and heart battled with each other and threw out grenades inside you, grenades that shattered you into pieces each time they exploded. Your brain was telling you to forget about Baekhyun, but your heart forced you to follow itself. Your brain said that you had been hurt too much, that it was time to forget; but your heart told you that forgetting him would hurt you even more. Your heart tempted you to go back to self-harm, but luckily your mind stopped you from doing so.
A week after Baekhyun's confession, you finally decided to show up in school. Early morning, as you opened the door, you were surprised when a firgure shadowed upon you, and a bright smile welcomed you.
"B-baekhyun?" Your eyes widened as you saw his old self back. You felt a mixture of anger, pain, and a dash of happiness in your heart.
"Annyeong." He said leaning with his right hand against the doorframe while his other hand waved at you.
"What are you doing here?" You asked him nonchalantly.
"To pick you up so we can walk to school together. And to check on you since you haven't been in school for so long." Inspite of your coldness, he smiled and offered you his hand. "Give me your bag."
"W-what? You don't ha-"
"Just give it to me~" He insisted with his voice cheesy enough to win you over.
"O-okay." You handed him your bag, causing him to carry two backpacks. This made you realize that although he was skinny, he was still a man.
You awkwardly stood next to Baekhyun as it was now unusual for him to walk with you. Because for the first time in forever, he decided to show up and be with you again. Both of you walked slowly, tried to make the precious moment, which was once taken for granted, even longer. You marched shoulder to shoulder, and his right hand lightly brushed against yours. Baekhyun was tempted to slip his fingers in between yours, but he hesitated as he realized that your relationship had just dropped and hadn't elevated quite back yet.
You finally arrived in school, and Baekhyun walked you to class.
"What's your first hour?" He asked.
"Music. Why?" With an annoyed expression, you gestured to take your bag back, but he only gently brushed your hands away.
"I'll take you there." He smiled before he turned around. You stood there bewildered by his actions. He paused to look back at you and said, "You comin'?" You just nodded and followed him.
Before you entered the music room, Baekhyun handed you your bag and gave you another smile. "Thanks," you said. Baekhyun's generosity felt unnatural to you. Although he had done that a lot of times when you were best friends, it was akward for you now that he was doing it to persuade you to answer him yes. He stood there just observing you to fix yourself. And as you looked at your shoulders to slip the strap of the bag, he held you by the arms and quickly stole a kiss on your cheek before he waved you good bye. Once again, he left you standing there flustered with your eyes wide open.
Art was the only class you had with him during the semester. That day, you were asked to find a partner and do a painting by pair. Hearing the teacher's instructions, Baekhyun sprinted your way. Although this person did extremely hurt you, you still couldn't resist his charms and agreed being his partner. You drew a simple and nice sketch of the set of fruits in front of you, while Baekhyun decided to prepare the paint. As he put his apron on, you noticed him struggling with rolling up his sleeves. You chuckled at the sight of his squishy pouting face and helped him out.
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Be With You
أدب الهواةYou and Baekhyun have been best friends since young. It all started at the park near your school. You walked home with him all the time, and you did hang out with him a lot. You realized that both of you have the dream of becoming a great artist. Yo...