Unexpected Events ¦ Chanbaek

Baekhyun

A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating often enough, I just never find time or inspiration to write. This is the longest chapter so far and I hope I can make up for updating this story so irregularly with this.

I woke up to the sound of footsteps. For a moment I thought I was just imagining things but as I was about to go back to sleep, I heard a loud thud and the next second someone was cursing and somehow their voice sounded very familiar to my ears. Then I realised there was something even more off about the whole situation. "Wait... Where's my standee?! I'm 100% sure I had placed it next to me in my bed before I went to sleep. Why is it gone?!", I mumbled to myself, still half asleep. I was totally creeped out.

I heard the bedroom door creek open and sat up quickly. My heart was hammering against my chest so loud that whoever was at the bedroom door could probably hear it. The room was dark, so I couldn't see anything. But that wasn't for long because all of a sudden the light was turned on. I closed my eyes because the bright light that was flooding the room was blinding me to the point that my eyes started to hurt.

I heard a gasp that made me open my eyes immediately. "Who are you?! Where am I?! Why am I here?!", the young man who was standing in the doorway to my bedroom screamed at me. For some stupid reason, I slowly got up and tried to make my way towards him. "Don't you dare come near me!", he yelled again. I stopped and looked at the floor, too scared to look at him. "My name is Park Chanyeol, you're in my apartment and I have no idea what you're doing here or how you managed to get in here." I was shaking because I was basically talking to a man who broke into my house. But he wasn't acting like that... He was acting strange. And what was even more confusing was that his voice was so oddly familiar. That was when I finally looked up to see his face. "Byun Baekhyun!?" My jaw dropped. "But how is that possible? You died in that car crash! I took your standee home from the memorial exhibition SM Entertainment held yesterday- Wait! The cardboard standee! Where the heck did that thing go?!" I looked under my bed and all around my room but the cardboard standee was nowhere to be found.

My mind went crazy at the sudden idea I had:

What if the cardboard standee I brought home came to life?

This was completely absurd but I had to try to think of something to keep myself calm, otherwise I would've lost my sanity. I decided to not tell Baekhyun about this thought because I didn't want him to think I'm more of a freak than I already am anyway.

"B-bu-but why am I alive then? How can that be? You said I had an accident... That I was involved in a heavy car crash... And that I..." He gulped before saying the horrifying word, "... died..." Baekhyun looked at me with tears in his eyes. He was clearly about to have a panic attack. It seemed like he couldn't believe what was happening right now. Well, neither could I. I had spent the past weeks crying and grieving over his passing but now he was standing right in front of me and if I had stretched out my arm only a slight bit, I could've touched him.

I decided that it would be for the best if I try to calm him down first and then look for the standee after he calmed down a bit. "Listen, please try to calm down for now. I'm sure we'll find out what's going on here. Take deep breaths, everything's okay, you're safe here. I won't come near or hurt you." Baekhyun did as I said and after his breathing was calmer, he looked back at me. "Uhm..." I hesitated and scratched my neck nervously. "Would you maybe help me find the cardboard standee? Maybe this will also help to calm you down and get your mind off of this weird situation for a while." He nodded. "Sure, what does it look like?", he asked me with a small smile appearing on his face. "It's actually a life-size standee of you during Power era...", I blushed as the words left my mouth and Baekhyun laughed. "Then I'm sure that I'll find it if it's here." I smiled at him and we started looking for the standee.

Baekhyun POV:

I followed the man who seemed to be around my age to what I supposed to be his living room and we started to look for the standee together. "I know this sounds weird but... can you please check under the sofa and behind the TV?", he asked from the other side of the room. "Okay." I did as he said and thought about whether to ask him what had been on my mind for the past few minutes or not.

In the end, I decided that it would be less awkward between us if I'd just ask. "Can I ask you something?" "Sure, what is it?", he replied without turning around. "I'm really sorry that I have to ask this... But... What was your name again?" He chuckled before answering my question. I was so embarrassed to ask for his name again, so I was very happy that he took it so lightly. "Park Chanyeol. You can simply call me Chanyeol, no need to use any kind of honorifics." I hummed in reply. I hadn't asked for his name again because I had forgotten it, but because everything about this man was so familiar. I wanted to make sure that I had understood him correctly because even his name was familiar and now that I knew that I hadn't misunderstood him, I had some kind of flashbacks just that the pictures I saw in my mind weren't clear enough to remember whatever it was that my brain wanted me to remember. What was it about this guy that made me feel comfortable around him even though I had been yelling at him only a few minutes ago because I woke up next to him in his bed without knowing where I was and how I had gotten there? I continued to ask questions. "When you first looked at me, you knew my name... If I remember correctly, you also have lots of photos of me and EXO in general on your wall... And you said that you brought my standee home, the one we're currently looking for... So... Are you a fan?" The question sounded stupid once it had left my mouth because it was obvious that he must be a fan. I got up from where I had been sitting on the floor in order to look for the standee and turned to him. He turned around but didn't look at me, instead he stared at the floor as if he was embarrassed. "Yes, I've been an EXO-L since the day of your debut and the reason for all the photos and the standee is that you're my bias...", he mumbled just loud enough for me to hear.

I took a few steps into his direction before I stopped to rethink what I was about to do. Screw the stupid rules, just this one time, I thought to myself. I walked over to him until I could feel his warm breath on my face and look up into his big, brown eyes. It was only now that I realised how tall he was compared to me and that he was unbelievably handsome for a normal citizen who isn't an idol or actor. I felt his breath hitch as our chests almost pressed against each other. "For a fan you're being quite relaxed, you know? Usually everyone completely freaks out in my presence. Have I, by any chance, met you before?" I could literally hear him gulp. "A-actually... Y-yes, I-I've been to o-one of your fan-fansigns, we ta-talked, you h-held my ha-hands for a few sec-seconds and we even took a couple o-of selfies to-together... The u-usual fan-fanservice...", he replied in an almost inaudible whisper. "So that's why you were so familiar. I just couldn't remember where exactly I had met you."

I got even closer to him but as a reaction he took a step backwards. "Ah, I don't w-want to in-invade your pri-privacy in any way. You should-shouldn't be thi-this close to m-me.", he stuttered. I let out a deep chuckle. "Wow, a fan who cares about my private space more than being close to me, that's cute. But the last time I checked, I was the one who took a step closer to you, not the other way around." He was visibly getting uncomfortable but I didn't feel like stopping yet because I started to remember that after the fansign I had first met him at, I had been thinking about the cute fan whose eyes held so much love and adoration for me in his eyes for more than two months. I had never dared to hope to meet him again, but here I was, standing in his living room, chest to chest with him.

Chanyeol POV:

I cleared my throat, took a deep breath and tried my best not to stutter again. "I don't think that we will find the standee here. And if it's not here, then I have only one explanation, more like a crazy theory, why it's no longer here." And with that I walked away from Baekhyun.

A/N: I'm sorry for the cliffhanger but I didn't want to make this chapter even longer. I'll try to write the next chapter as fast as possible.