Seven Lifetimes (A CHANBAEK FF)

Lifetime 1

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"It's already 7AM. Won't you wake up, Chanyeol-ah?"

Baekhyun grinned. He was laying sideways on the soft matress of Chanyeol's bed. The room was cozy, everything was placed in order except for the floor messy with mixed used clothes and papers. The sun's rays weakly lit the whole room, lighting some areas and making some spaces remain dim. Chanyeol lay asleep on the bed beside him, totally oblivious to Baekhyun talking to him.

As if he would hear Baekhyun.

"Chanyeol-ah, wake up. You're gonna be late."

Worry was obvious in Baekhyun's voice. He couldn't help it. The person in front of him looked very much like Chanyeol. He looked very much like his Chanyeol. Of course, the person beside Baekhyun may not be the same Chanyeol during their first lifetime, but it was still Chanyeol. He was just a bit different in terms of formal identity. He worked a different job, wore a different style of clothes, acted and said things in a different manner. But to Baekhyun, he was still Chanyeol. He was still the same soul who Baekhyun loved and is still loving.

He may be a bit different, but his core was the same.

Baekhyun knew he couldn't touch him---he was a spirit, afterall---but he couldn't help but to reach towards Chanyeol's fringe, his forehead creasing as his closed eyes took awareness of the morning rays lightened straight at his face from the windows.

Baekhyun held a breath. Even when a long, long time has passed, he still loves the male.

"Chanyeol-ah, wake up..." Baekhyun's eyes started to glisten as fuzzy memories started clouding his mind. It was painful. The words sounded familiar. He knew asking Chanyeol to wake up like this was a very small thing, a very normal one. But the words hurt Baekhyun for some unknown reason. It was like he was calling out to Chanyeol, the Chanyeol during his first lifetime, who wouldn't wake up. Baekhyun was calling out to him but to no avail. The male wouldn't budge.

Baekhyun didn't know where the memory came from---or if it was even real, for that matter. He just slipped off the thought as his fingers still tried touching the locks of Chanyeol's hair.

Chanyeol's eyes opened suddenly. Baekhyun was startled, not expecting it. Said male jolted from his sleep, maybe realizing how doomed he was for being late in work again. It was already 7AM, and his work start at 7:30. Baekhyun sat right up, staring at Chanyeol who was catching his breath as he panicked on what to do first.

"Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck."

Baekhyun chuckled. Suddenly his moisting eyes seemed nonsense. The pain in his heart subsided, like a heavy load lifted off his chest. "You may be reborn, but you never change, do you?" he said. Crawling, he moved up to the upper part of the bed where he could rest his back on the headboard. "You, Park Chanyeol, doesn't change. You still wake up late, and you fuck everything up," he giggled, "But of course, even if you change, you're still the best for me."

Baekhyun saw Chanyeol stumbling on the pile of used clothes on the floor. He laughed, seeing how messy everything was and how dumb the tall male looked. Baekhyun was clapping his hands and clutching onto his stomach from too much laughter, witnessing how Chanyeol kiss the floor as he almost trip to a laptop charger sprawled on it.

"You dumb creature. Next time, wake up to the alarm, okay? You just turned the alarm off and slept again, you silly."

Baekhyun grinned. Seeing the man he loves like this, it was so peaceful. Everything felt normal. A normal day, waking up late like a normal person, normally tripping over a laptop charger, and even preparing for a normal work to survive a normal life. Everything was so, so normal.