your number one fan ; chanbaek [completed]

chapter thirtyfive

sorry for any errors
BTW you guys tell me if I should end it with smut next chapter.

baekhyun

the scars on my body will always be here. It's not like I'm ashamed, but I am, sort of.

chanyeol always says that they make me who I am and have made me stronger. But I don't think he understands.

he has helped me overcome it though. he's been my counselor, and has taken me to a real counselor when I got out of the hospital. but that only lasted a couple of days since Chanyeols technique worked way better.

chanyeol would tell me about when he was a rookie how he would starve himself to be the right weight, and even sometimes collapse on stage, which I knew. Since I was basically a super fan.

but he didn't realize that he was the one who kept me alive.

his music is what I would listen to at night, to block out the sound of my abusive father. I listened to it all the time. His voice was so soothing, it just made everything better.

I bet if he would've never dreamt the same dream, or replied to my dm, I would still be there. My dad would still abuse me, id still be self harming, and I'd still be a hardcore fan.

I couldn't be happier than what I am now. Chanyeol has made me a better person. And I know I've made him a better one, too.

just then, a pencil cane flying at my head.

"focus you idiot!" yixing had scolded me. I had just realized that I was still in school.

"alright, alright you swine." I rolled my eyes, and tried to catch up on the notes that I had forgotten to copy down.

"dumbass." I heard yixing mumble under his breathe.

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after class, we all decided to go to the football field for the rest of the day, it's what we usually do.

but today, someone else was here.

"well well well, what do we have here? All of the gays?" I heard the voice of Kyungil ask, [I MISS HISTORY OMFG I CRI] I rolled my eyes, not wanting to deal with him. I could see Luhan, Sehun, Jongdae, Yixing, Suho, amd Xiumin didn't either.

Kyungil was accompanied by Jaeho, and Yijeong. 7 against 3? this would be easy.

"Please just shut the fuck up, we aren't here to deal with you and your bullshit." I rubbed my temples. Letting my sass side come out. Haven't seen it in action for a while.

"What did you just say to me fag?" Kyungil spat out. And boy, he shouldn't have said that.

"Your ass must be jealous because there's so much shit coming out of your mouth." I took a step closer, so did he.

"Baek, he isn't worth it. C'mon, let's go." Sehun pulled me back, glaring at Kyungil. We couldn't go back inside, we'd be in a lot of trouble.

"Of course, pussy away." Kyungil waves his arms away, "Something that always happens to you." I retorted.

"OOOOHHHHH." My whole friend group said, I fell back onto them, letting them cheer catch me.

"I'll get you back, Byun Baekhyun." He said walking away, and onto the road. But then, he got hit by a car.

Just kidding.