His small figure is currently sitting on his friend's bed, examining the yellow pencil that is supposed to be writing letters into the thin notebook lying in front of him. As he slowly closes his eyes, his friend shuts the door behind him, making his way towards the latter.
"Whut huhr yeu dhuheng?" he mumbles, tiny pieces of the cookie in his mouth landing on Baekhyun's clothes.
"I should ask you the same Chanyeol, swallow first, then talk," his eyes make a slight roll.
"Sorry, once again, what are you doing? What is in the noteb-" his hand receives a painful slap, making him rubbing it with the other one as he slips out a muffled cry.
"Don't touch it."
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♡; the man who was once the one i loved the most
Fanfictionㅡ All the memories are only a memory now and the present time is just a bad nightmare.
