Sanctuary | Chanbaek (2)

Nineteen

For a couple of days, Baekhyun had been bothered by Yixing. He didn't mind if Chanyeol had friends, but when it was somebody who hits on him, it wasn't okay.

"Baekhyun, can you go get us lunch, please?" Chanyeol came down the stairs, he was in the middle of a meeting. Chanyeol had said he liked owning DJ's but Baekhyun really didn't think he did. He seemed stressed constantly.

"Of course, call me if you need anything else," Baekhyun didn't really enjoy working at DJ's, he was basically Chanyeol's assistant, he didn't mind helping, but he didn't feel very important. Baekhyun would get lunch right after he tracked down where Yixing lived. This wasn't too difficult for Baekhyun, considering how good he was with technology. He had Yixing's number engraved in his mind by now. Baekhyun left to his house after a few minutes, he wasn't even sure exactly what he'd say though. He knocked on the door and somebody opened it.

"Is Yixing here? I'm Baekhyun."

"Yixing is jerking it right now, one second," He closed the door.

A minute later, somebody else opened the door, "Hey, you're Chanyeol's friend, right?"

"That's why I'm here," Baekhyun paused to think. "Look, you can't take Chanyeol away from me. He's the only person I have, okay?"

"Woah, calm down, alright? I barely know Chanyeol. Also, I'm already in love with somebody who isn't Chanyeol. Don't worry."

"How do you know Chanyeol?" Any normal person would've been embarrassed asking questions like this. Baekhyun wasn't normal.

"I met him at the clinic. Did you go on his phone or something because he can't see you do it?"

"You make it sound like it's a bad thing."

"It is a bad thing!"

Baekhyun did feel a little guilty for taking advantage if Chanyeol's blindness. He worried about what it'd be like if Chanyeol could see; there were so many ugly things in the world, including himself, who would do things like this behind his back. Quietly, he said, "Chanyeol can't leave me like everyone else did." Yixing made a face as is if he were trying to remember something. "What's with that look on your face? You look constipated."

"What's wrong with you," Yixing said, then immediately looked apologetic. "That wasn't what I meant. I just can't remember what Chanyeol told me."

"That's the memory loss that your drugs make you have, right?"

"How do you even know about that?"

"It's what Chanyeol said when I asked who the fuck Yixing was."

"Okay, so you know what's wrong with me. So what's wrong with you?"

"PTSD, night terrors, depression, the kind of stuff you get when you lose all of your family in a car accident and you're the only one who lives."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay as long as I have Chanyeol. So don't get too close, got it?"

"Got it."

"Bye," Baekhyun closed the door and started in the other direction.

"Baekhyun, wait!"

"What?!" He turned around hastily.

"How did you find me? Why did you find me? I need answers."

"I tracked your number after seeing you'd talked on the phone with my  Chanyeol. I'm here for the same reason," Baekhyun turned back around. Chanyeol would ask him why it took him so long to get lunch. He thought of an excuse. He decided he'd tell him that there was a long line.