Dead//Baekhyun

1.3

BaekHee had fled the apartment before I had arrived home, the bed had been left unmade and her socks were still situated by the stairs. Baekhyun had also fled earlier within the day and you were still yet to locate him. You thought by the naked eye could you spot him easily within the crowd, but you were wrong. Halloween was approaching and soon enough you wouldn't notice him in a crowd at all.

You had turned to Kyungsoo for assistance, he had managed to ask the spirits for Baekhyun's location in which they had complied. He was at Red Ribbon Road, a few paces away from his tomb stone.

You had gotten there in an instance, the sun was already setting and Baekhyun's small shadow lie crumpled over his dug grave. As you silently approached you were able to see that Baekhyun's was indeed still covered in dirt and debree from his dig out.

"I remember waking up in there. All alone. It was dark and the air was suffocating and used." Baekhyun's vocals were small, almost frightening himself as he relived the visions of his escape.

"I called out for you and you didn't appear. I was so frightened and remember thumping my knees against the casket. As soon as I was free I ran straight to you. But that's not what you wanted. You hate me, I can see it in the way you look at me and grimace when I come closer than a metre away from you." The man's deceased body still held tear ducts and like many times before his death had he cried. The tears trailed gently down his teal-ish coloured skin and dripped onto dirt covered tomb stone.

"You're right. I do hate you" My tone had been laced with poison but had softened as Baekhyun's head had snapped around. His arms had encircled around my legs and his head buried itself into my knees. For once the positions had been swapped around, it was him begging for relief.

"But I will admit that something has changed in you ever since you've resurfaced. I don't know whether to be worried or not" My hands had slithered around his skull and rather than squeezing they cradled. My fingers trailed through the man's hair and a sigh of bliss was heard below me.

"I'm a different man now. I promise" Pity had become born within my stomach, swelling as if it were pregnant and bursting like a balloon. A sigh had passed my lips as Baekhyun continued to nuzzle himself agains my open skin.

"It only took a date with death for you to realise it"

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What do you think will happen to Baekhyun? And do you want him to live or die?