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what the hell was wrong with byun baekhyun? is the question that's been running through sehun's mind all day. baekhyun is not the type to do something like that, to say something harsh against his friends. but three days ago was different. it was odd. and yes, it's been three days since sehun sees the brown haired.
and the dimpled boy.
he should be happy he's not seeing him, otherwise he would continuously questioning his feelings. this should help him to not be attached to him, to try fixing his relationship with ivy and making it real. just like how he wants it to be. not with a guy.
sehun was walking alone on the street, hands shoved in his pocket. his ash blonde hair blown by the wind, his handsome face set to a deep frown that scares everyone who wants to talk to him, and his eyes emotionless.
he hasn't sees yixing in a long time. the last time he saw him was when he walked out with baekhyun. and that day he didn't even hear yixing saying a word.
he miss his hair. he miss his eyes. he miss his voice. he miss his laugh. he miss his smile. he miss his dimple. he miss his finger. he miss zhang yixing.
he looks down at his hand, feet still walking to who knows where. he himself doesn't know. he stares at his fingers, his palm, every part of his hand. how many days have it been without touching yixing? they didn't make any skin contact. zhang yixing hugs the others except sehun. and sehun doesn't like that. he tried to pat his shoulder but the older flinch away, eyes shining with something sehun doesn't know what it was. but yixing looks scared.
and sehun's terrified. he doesn't want to see him like that again.
then he halts on his steps when he sees something familiar. or rather someone. someone who he's been longing for and here he is. leaning on the brick wall behind him, both hands buried in his pockets, earing shining bright, black hair slicked back, sharp jawline, and a blank face.
zhang yixing was there. he was watching the street musician playing a saxophone. usually his eyes will shine bright when staring at something connected with music, but now? he looks sad.
"um," sehun voiced out, catching the older's attention and startling him. he finds himself walking closer to him, almost running to hug him but he prevent himself to do so. he has a girlfriend, he said it himself that they should stop whatever they have. so he can't hug him. especially when it's the older who's been avoiding any skin contact. "why are you here?"
yixing offers him a smile, "just getting some air."
"oh." said sehun, not knowing what to say. yixing doesn't need to talk but sehun wants him to. he missed his voice. "where have you been?"
yixing raises a brow at sehun, which he finds really attractive. "huh?"
"i haven't see you in three days. where were you?"
yixing's face went blank, and sehun doesn't know what to feel. sehun waits and waits but the older isn't saying anything. he watch as yixing stares at the musician, but sehun knows his attention is not on it.
"i-" sehun stops himself when he sees something flashing before his eyes. something on yixing's skin between his neck and his shoulder. yixing's slight movement accidently show something on his skin. "is that a hickey?"
yixing's eyes widened, quickly pulling his t-shirt up to hide it. but sehun still keep his gaze on where he saw it. sehun can't believe it. his dark brows furrowed while his eyes hardening. he gritted his teeth, glaring at the spot he saw the hickey. "is it? is that a hickey?"
yixing doesn't answer him. instead he looks away, not meeting sehun's heated gaze. yixing's silence make sehun knows the answer. it was clear.
"i get it now." sehun suddenly laughs, a bitter one. he feels his heart shattering, yixing is broking it apart. "so this is what you've been doing in those three days?" sehun grins at the older, a bitter taste on his mouth. he hates it. sehun is hurt. he really is. "you were busy fcking other guys."
yixing still doesn't say anything. he looks calm. too calm. his face is blank, his eyes showing nothing. he looks like a statue.
"answer me." sehun said through his gritted teeth. so this is what yixing's been doing? he spend his day thinking about the black haired, dreading for his embrace and there he was fcking other guys behind him?
"what the hell, yixing?! you can't keep your hormones and just go fck every guys you see?!" sehun said in rage, eyes throwing arrows at the still blank boy. yixing didn't make any move since before. his eyes never meeting sehun's burning ones. "you know what- whatever. i don't care. i have a girlfriend anyway. someone who's actually loyal and not just go around to get laid. someone who actually gives a fck about me."
and then sehun left. and when he turns around to walk away, yixing finally moves his head to stare at him.
