"Can you particularly describe where did you live before?" I asked and waited for him to answer. He was peculiar I could tell. He wasn't the typical talkative man or it might be the effect of my formula?
"You're cute." My trance was broken as I blinked at what I heard he said. He was looking down at me as if I was a small mere child. My eyes twitched as I walked passed him.
"I was asking where did you live right before you die. Maybe your place is still there intact and probably useful." As I said, I stared at the dark forest covered in thick fog. Who knows what kind of savage beast was living there?
We were outside of cemetery only a few meters from the gate actually and the guy behind me wasn't helping at all. How pathetic I could be to be eaten later by wolves-
"Follow me." I shivered when I felt lips moved beside my ear. I jumped little bit away from him and my ears started warming up. He's acting weird. As always, I couldn't handle people like him.
I shuddered as he grasped my wrist and started walking as I did also behind him.
His hands, they're too cold. Did my formula really worked? My father told me it could bring one just like a real and alive human body. But his temperature was inhumane like he still got the dead's temperature. Nevertheless, he could talk and still knows how to act as a living.
When I finally looked up at him, I saw his eyes glancing to his side. Obviously, he was looking at me.
"Do you still remember where it was?" I asked and tried to keep with his pace. His face was emotionless as he eyed me I felt myself getting shy at what he's doing.
He nodded and smiled mischievously.
"Hey, what's with that smile?" He looked scary as if he was planning something. The thought made me nervous all of a sudden.
He shook his head and I only bit my lip in frustration. I didn't even know what I was doing with him. All I knew was I wasn't safe to be alone for the moment and having someone and staying to other place would be the safest.
I gulped when I felt his fingers slowly slipping their way to my hand. I fought the urge not to be affected by the contact, I mean I should. I was into guys and seeing myself being with a guy in this kind of contact has an effect on me.
Hence, he already died and resurrected yet him being alive again needed to be prove once we get to his place. I needed to check his vitals, if he still have one. I needed to check if he was a good result of the formula or not.
He should be Sehun if only the hunters didn't screw me up earlier. I missed him and I felt like cheating on him being with another guy. But he's not here and he's here. I could see nothing wrong in what I was doing.
"We're here puppy." I was bewildered at what pet name he suddenly called me. Pet name, he called me like an animal. Like I was really his pet?!
"Hey, don't you think you need to watch your mouth? I'm not a damn puppy, bastard." I pulled my hand from his grip and stood a step away from him.
With his deadpanned-face for sure, he didn't care about of what I said.
"We're here." I heard him whispered. He was looking at me again like he was trying to burn some holes through me.
"Will you stop staring at me?" I tried to lessen the irritation from my voice after I realized that I'd be staying with him for a while. I didn't want to sleep on the ground because he left me here and got pissed off of me.
"No." I bit my lip as I closed my eyes and tried to relax myself. I needed more self control that I thought I ever had. He's getting on my nerves. He's staring at me since he started breathing again earlier and I couldn't help myself but to get irritated by it. It keeps on making my insides acting weird.
"Please cut it out." Pleading wasn't my style. I felt my face warmed up. I gasped as I was being drag inside the tall rusty silver gates. I was in deep awe when I found myself walking towards the mansion. The lawn was wide as I walk on it and I started observing everything outside the mansion.
"Was it really your place?" I asked then we stopped in front of the double-door in front of us.
After a few seconds, he answered with a nod. He's like searching inside his pockets until he fished out a key. How could he bring the key of his house into his own grave?!
"It is mine. I only lived here so go get yourself comfortable." My jaw dropped.
Not because of his beautiful interiors of the inside of his house. But because of the reason that he said so many words that it surprised me too much!
"Where's the guest room?" He sat on the staircase facing me.
I didn't just feel my heart jumped because I found him attractive, yet he's still what he was. Peculiar and irritating alright.
"None. Go to my bedroom." He said. I could already hear myself screaming from the top of my lungs inside my head. How could a one big mansion with a wide lawn didn't have a guest room, moreover only the master bedroom?!
This wasn't happening. It was impossible to happen. I couldn't stand his stares what more with his presence while sleeping?!
"Are you trying to make fun of me? Because it isn't working." Actually it worked.
"No. The whole floor upstairs is my bedroom."
After washing myself and nearly drowned myself in the tub, I wore one of his clothes and obviously I looked like a hanger, walking around.
"Can you finally introduce yourself?" I jumped a little and knocked myself backwards on the bed. I glared at him in instant as I saw him comfortably leaning on the doorframe and changed in his sleeping gown.
"I-I'm Byun Baekhyun." I said while I stood on my feet properly. I noticed his eyes widened and his lips parted as if he was surprising by hearing my introduction. Did I pronounce my name wrong. I always thought that I-
"I never thought that my task would be this easy." He said. My legs felt wobbly with all the thoughts started running inside my head. Did I walk in the trap?
He's not what I think he is right?
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ChanBaek: Frankenyeollie
RomanceBringing back the dead is like trying to avoid air. It's impossible. If it is, then Baekhyun's DEAD.