30 Days with You [ChanBaek]✔️

CHAPTER 5

“Dude, you okay? You’re spacing out.”

“H-Huh? Ah, yes. I’m just gonna go out, ‘kay? I’m gonna buy something to drink.”

“Okay, be back immediately or just text me incase we’re not here anymore when you get back,” I just nod and went out of the arcade. My friends insist to hang-out at the mall before going home. (A/N: Malls in the Philippines has arcades inside it like TimeZone and such, I don’t know in other places though)

My head ached slightly because of the noise inside and also because I never have enough sleep before that day.

That guy didn’t let me sleep, he ruined my mind. I didn’t see him that day, I know I must be glad, because there is no one pestering me anymore but that’s not what I felt. I’m sad, I miss him. I was walking towards the exit when something caught my eye, it was the toy catcher that we played on before. I stopped and the list came to my mind. The last time I tried it, I still never got to catch the rilakkuma stuffed toy.

I walked towards the toy catcher, I saw that the rilakkuma stuffed toy he wanted was still there. I really want to catch it for him. I didn’t notice that I’ve been trying again and again, and again until I caught the toy, I didn’t know how many times I tried.

I wasted all my money just to get that rilakkuma stuffed toy, I never thought that I’m serious in getting it. That’s the only thing I know that can make him smile so wide. Realization hit me that time, it’s been so long since I’ve become serious to something or someone and it feels good.

I kept on playing with the plush toy, I smiled when I imagine it pouting at me. I took my cellphone out from my pocket and searched his contact on my phone book. Luckily, he wrote his number on the list and I managed to saved it.

That boy.

I laughed when I finally found his name on my phone book, that’s what I set as his name because until now, I still don’t know what his name is. We have a weird relationship, we are together for a long time but never once did he mention his name to me. And I just let it go.

    -to: that boy; You said on the list to never let you cry or else you’ll punch me, I’m sorry if I made you cry, okay? Don’t punch me anymore, just smile for me instead😊 I already caught the rilakkuma stuff toy that you wanted 😊 😊

I sent the message to him, I didn’t get a reply immediately. Until I arrived home, that I heard my cellphone dinged.

    -from: that boy; ☹

That was his only reply, a sad face. I frowned and thought about it. I changed into my pajamas and laid on my bed while still looking at his reply. What’s the meaning of it? I thought he will be happy of my text.

    -to: that boy; why?

    -from: that boy; didn’t we break up already? ☹

    -to: that boy; the 30 days is not over yet, isn’t it? ☹

With too much use of the sad face, my lips also turned upside down just like the sad face while staring at my cellphone screen.

    -from: that boy; do you already love me, Chanyeol?

    -to: that boy; I’ll know it until the 30 days is over, I want to try us.

What I said was true, I still don’t know what my true feelings towards him, the one thing I know is that, I want us to be together always. I want to try and get to answer the question he asked until 30 days are over. Just like the toy catcher, I want to try and try again, despite the efforts and hardships at least in the end, I got a good and satisfying result.

And that’s what happened, I was surprised on the next day when I saw him and started pestering like nothing happened. He’s back on being the naughty and energetic kid he was. And I’m back in being his battered boyfriend, but during the time, I felt happy – so happy that I’m with him once again.

It’s hard when you become too attached to someone, it’s like scotch tape that really stuck on your skin and it’s so painful when you try to remove it. I missed him so much in just that one day of not being with him, he’s a different kind of tape, the kind of tape that really stuck in my heart.

“Chanyeol!” just as the bell rang, he’s already outside my classroom, and went in like no care in the world. Well, my classmates already know him since he’s always there.

“I have something for you,” he stood in front of my desk, both of his hands are behind his back like he’s hiding something.

“What is it?” I stood up and took my bag to head to the cafeteria and eat since it’s lunch time just like we always do but he stopped me.

“Just stay there Yeol!” Yeol? I like that name. I confusedly stared at him, and he placed whatever he was hiding on my desk, “Ta-daaaa!”

“What’s this?” I grab the lunch box he placed on my desk and observed it.

“What do you think it is? It’s your lunch, idiot.”  He went near me, grabbed my shoulders and push me down to sit on my chair,

“Haay, just sit and taste the lunch I cooked for you. Didn’t you say before that the cute lover must cook lunch for his boyfriend? I just wanted to be cute today even though I’m already am!” then he chuckled.

“Whatever,” I just ignored him when he carried on of the chairs and placed it in front of my desk, so now we’re face-to-face.

I opened my lunchbox, he reached out some spoon and fork, and a juice box. I stared at the lunch he made, kimchi rice and egg rolls, there’s nothing wrong with it that’s why I grabbed my spoon and fork and took a taste of his cooking. When I put it in my mouth, I froze. I suddenly become dizzy and I want to puke whatever it is in my mouth that I’m sure is not called food.

“Is it delicious?” he’s looking at me waiting for an answer, and you can see in his eyes that he’s waiting for a positive answer.

I really want to puke whatever is inside of my mouth when I saw his band-aid fingers. That was the only day I saw his fingers full of band-aids, so it only means one thing, he got injured because of cooking, even though my stomach will not accept such food, I still managed to swallow it.

“Hey, is it delicious? Do you like it?” I can’t manage to answer him, so what I did was, I took the lunch box and put it near my mouth and I ate it fast. I forced everything on it to my poor stomach.

He was happy on what I did, he thought I liked his cooking because I ate it fast.

“I’m gonna cook you lunch from now on,” he clapped.

“I really appreciate your efforts, but please, don’t tire yourself out. You don’t need to cook for me and bring me lunch.”

“Are you sure?” he asked and I nodded.

He backed-out from being my personal chef and I breath a sigh of relief, atleast I’m safe from food poisoning.

“What happened to your fingers?” I asked him while sipping from the juice box.

“Oh, uhmm… I accidentally wounded myself while slicing the kimchi,” he chuckled nervously.

I laughed, “Are you serious? What are you, a kid?”

“Yah! Don’t laugh at me! Be thankful I cooked for you because I’ve never cook in my life! And it’s my first time holding a knife,” he whispered the last part shyly.

I smiled at him and just continued sipping the juice. Even though I’m in my bathroom most of the day, I really appreciate what he did. I was happy that he cooked me lunch even though he doesn’t know how to cook. I may have stomach ache from his so-called food but I’m full from his efforts.

That boy was really cute.