𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, ⁿᶜᵗ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ᶠᵗ ʰʳᵛʸ

𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔

ㅡ renjun

I was walking to my classroom but was suddenly dragged by someone. My eyes widened when I saw Xiyeon dragging me to her classroom.

"Yah- what do you want now?" I asked, trying to act cold but inside, I'm still sensitive.

"Renjun, please... I want you back.." She said, her hands clasp together, begging me. I was frozen on my spot, knots forming in my stomach as I was left speechless.

"I... we broke up already," I said and I noticed the tears forming in her eyes.

"Yes, I know but please, Renjun! I couldn't live without you... I regret breaking up with you.." She hugged me, wrapping her arms around my waist tight.

I just feel so weak. A part of me wants to hug her back but a part of me doesn't, knowing that it will just pain me again.

"Xiyeon, I-" The door opened, revealing a boy. He looked at us before bowing slightly, apologizing for the disturbance.

We heard the door open again and this time, my eyes widened. There was y/n, shocked to see my position with Xiyeon.

She turns her gaze to the guy who just entered before she felt herself stiffen. The guy stands up, looking at y/n.

"Y/n..." He called her name but y/n starts to look scared. I placed my hands on Xiyeon's arms, making her look at me but I kept my eyes on y/n and the guy.

"N-no.. w-why are you h-here? You're n-not supposed to b-be h-here.." She was trembling as the guy starts to walk towards her.

"Y/n, I am so sorry-" He was about to grab her hand but y/n only back away, even more, her backing hitting the door.

"No!! Don't come near me!" She shouted tears start to fall down her face.

"Why are you crying? S-sweetie.."

"Don't call me that... don't call me that.. don't touch me!" Y/n pushed him away from her, dropping her bag and run out of the classroom crying.

"Xiyeon let go," I said, pushing Xiyeon off me and grabbing y/n's bag on the floor before I start to chase her.

I couldn't find her though. I didn't know where she was cause she ran away quickly. I saw something fall from her bag and it was a Polaroid.

I picked it up and my eyes widened.

It was the guy and y/n, kissing in the picture. That guy must be her ex, the guy that traumatized her.

Why didn't I notice? She was shaking in fear.

"Come on, y/n. Don't lose on me now." I said, continue to run around the campus to look for her.

ㅡ chenle

I was heading to my classroom until I start to hear sobbing near the stairs of the juniors' building. I walked closer to the sobbings and my eyes widened.

"Y/n? What's wro--" I stiffened when she looked at me, tears evidently falling from her eyes, down to her cheeks, dripping on her clothes.

I sit down beside her, not knowing what to do. I didn't say anything and pulled my sleeves down, patting her tears away but it keeps on falling.

I still kept quiet, not knowing what to say. I watch her try to wipe her tears but it just keeps on falling and falling. It looks like it's won't stop soon.

"Y/n..." I said, almost in a whisper and she softly hum, still wiping her tears.

"I won't ask why but please, stop crying. I don't like to see you cry." I said, using my sweater paws to also wipe her tears away.

"I-I saw h-him again... my-my ex... he c-caused this t-trauma of mine.." Hearing her sobs between her words actually feels like knives stabbing my heart. Painful throbs in my head.

I didn't say anything and put my bag down. I placed my hand on the back of her neck and the other one of her mid back.

I pull her closer to me for a hug. I let her cry on my collarbone as we both just sit down there on the stairs.

Students passing by and giving us glances, some even talking about us.

"Wait a minute.." I unwrap the jacket around my waist before covering her with it, using it as a hood for other students to not see her tears.

"Don't cry.. don't ever cry.." I whispered and let her head rest on my collarbone again.

"You don't deserve him, Angel," I said and start to caress her hair then pat the back of her head.

"He doesn't deserve you. You deserve someone more special. Our first or second or third may not be the last ones but that's the point of love too, to keep trying.

But it's also the point of why DNYL was made, to make sure we have each other.." I said, softly to calm her down, even just a little bit.

"Come on, Little One. Stop crying because the last time I remember, Angels don't shed tears."

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I update every day and idk how to feel abt this chapter and the nicknames Chenle calls y/n ://