Loving you | Chanbaek

- Eighteen

Baekhyun.

Chanyeol's feet touches the ground in a fast peace, his heart hammering against his chest heavily as Baekhyun's face keeps swimming through his mind. He doesn't even know why he's running, but somehow he can't stop.. somehow he can't stop his feet.

He breathes heavily, glancing at the through the hall but there's just no sight of Baekhyun. Where could he be-

Sehun?

A heavy exhale leaves his lips as he sprints to the cafeteria quickly, his breath staying hard and his heart hammering against his chest in a fast pace. What is wrong with me?

Baekhyun. He stops abruptly, staring at the smaller, who's sitting next to Sehun, the other's arms wrapped around his shoulder tightly, unknown feelings suddenly rising up in Chanyeol's body.

A rush of anger filled with confusion and coldness running through his veins, freezing his blood and making him see black and white all of a sudden. Why am I reacting this way? What is the cause?

Baekhyun's head then touches Sehun's broad shoulder, Chanyeol squeezing his fist to a ball. What is this feeling. The anger in his body increases as he heads towards the two, the air getting thicker and thicker with every step he takes forward.

"Baekhyun.." And suddenly the smaller's head shoots up, a pair of teary, dark orbs staring directly at him. Did he cry? He leads his hand to his face, whipping the tears from his skin.

Why did he cry-

"Go away, Chanyeol," Sehun says, shocking Chanyeol with his sudden outburst. His eyes widen as he stares at his friend in confusion, trying to figure out why the  smaller cried.

"Sehun, stop.. Chanyeol did nothing wrong." He stiffens, Baekhyun's cracky voice entering his ears and echoing in them a loop. He sounds sad. Why? "No, he's a-"

"Sehun please." Sehun stiffens, still looking at Chanyeol with a sharp gaze, confusing the taller even more than before. He doesn't know what exactly happened, but he clearly fucked up.. but what?

"Can I talk to you Baek?" The smaller looks up, a smile appearing on his sad face. "Sure, I came to visit you anyway." What? Chanyeol watches as Baekhyun stands up, smiling at Sehun widely wherefore the other one can't help but smile as well, totally ignoring Chanyeol who's watching them with this strange, unknown feeling floating through his body.

He coughs awkwardly, Baekhyun drifting his eyes to the taller before saying goodbye to Sehun and following the other one towards the hall slowly. "Where are we going?"

"My room." Chanyeol watches how the smile fades from Baekhyun's lips, a strange expression finding its way to his face. "What's wrong? Don't you want to go there?"

"No, it's not that.." Baekhyun gulps heavily, his eyes fixated on the taller. "I just feel sick. Maybe I should just go-"

"It won't take long. I just want to talk to you. Just for a few minutes please?" The smaller stays mute, glancing at Chanyeol with his adorable, brown orbs, a few of his blonde strands touching his forehead lightly.

The brunet smiles, adoring every little detail of Baekhyun's face and stopping directly on the mole over his pink lips. So ethereal. So beautiful, almost like art. Every little detail of him is just perfection. How is this even possible?

"Okay.. Let's go to your room then."

***

The atmosphere in the room is thick, mixed with a rush of coldness and strange sensations flying through the air as Chanyeol keeps staring at the smaller with an intense stare, watching how the other runs a hand through his soft, blonde hair while biting his sweet, pink lips. Why can't I stop looking at him? Baekhyun's gaze is fixated on the floor, his blonde, soft hair flying in all possible directions.