The Player // Baekhyun's FF [EN]

10. Anniversary

~~~ Cosmic railway - EXO ~~~

It turned out, It wasn't hallucination, unfortunately. She though she will be at least a little bit pleased to see familiar face again. Hah, familiar? How could his face became familiar to her, she needs to stop thinking about useless things and try breath again. She screamed at herself, in her mind. Not being that pleased that he almost got her killed, is quite understandable. She opened her eyes, looking at his delicate features, gulping for the air.

He placed his hands on her shoulders, sending tingling sensation all over her body, while he was trying to position her to sit up. She felt her body stiffen, when his hands travelled on sides of her neck, causing goose bumps to rise on her arms. She couldn't even speak, to tell him to back off, she only managed to stare at his straight face, while he was studying her pitiful appearance.

Oh, shoot! She looks like a wreck. She was planning to look her best tomorrow, wash her hair and all, why the hell is he here? Why, does he have to witness her, while she looks like a complete mess? Greasy hair, shiny-sweaty skin, dark circles under her eyes, thanks to the jet lag, she hasn't been able to get out from yet and on top of that, she was wearing old sweatpants and only tank top. Whilist he looked like he came out of the photoshoot. Damn, he looked so good, wearing ordinary black t-shirt, tucked in denim jeans, completed with dark purple blazer. Is his hair red, or is her imagination going all strong today? She was surprised she didn't start drooling as a cherry on the top,  of this insane scene.

"Dee, can you hear me, you look out of it, let me take you to infirmary," she heard his voice coming like from afar, he was perhaps trying to communicate with her for quite a while now, so she shook her head to stop him from worrying.

"I'm okay, just give me a chance to get my breath back," she wheezed. It took her few seconds to start breathing again, her back hurt as hell, but she wasn't going to complain. She glanced his way again, finding him way too close to her, with smirk plastered over his lips.

"Is really the sight of me that breath taking, that you almost ended up killing yourself?" he asked innocently, still in the same position. Their faces were just few inches away from each other. Do you remember when she said, how calming it is to talk to him, only through the phone? Now you probably can imagine why. The breath she lost a minute ago, was back, hitching in her throat. Her pulse sped up, without warning, as she was getting lost in his gaze.
It took her few seconds to pull herself together, diverting he eyes away from him.

"You surprised me, you dork!" there was no way, she would ever agree to, what he just blurted out, even if it was true and it wasn't, obviously.

"Alright, Alright, let me help you get back on your feet, or are you planning to sit here forever?" he stood up, reaching his hand out to her. She glanced at his slender, elegant fingers, hesitating. She has been already that unlucky to be holding hands with him m, so what is she waiting for? The heart in her chest was slamming against the ribs, that she was certain, he has to hear it, when she inserted her hand into his warm one, letting him to pull her up.

She could finally check him out properly. His hair is indeed bright red, with dark roots, making him look absolutely dashing. Once again she couldn't stop staring at him. How can someone look this way, making her heart flutter just by simple glance on him.

"What are you doing here? You said you are coming tomorrow," she asked with suspicion, when he let go of her hand, tucking his own in the pockets of the pants he was wearing.

"Change of plans, I couldn't wait to see you," he said jokingly, her heart was already in the race, but she didn't let him sweet talk her. She narrowed her eyes at him, trying to forget how terrible she must look now.