Ever since a certain giant came into his life, Sehun couldn't stop thinking about him. It was weird. No one made him feel things like this, at least not for a really long time. They didn't know eachother too long, in fact they knew eachother only a month and a half.
The barrier, the walls Sehun created around him were destroyed just as he came into his life. He didn't want anyone to get too close to him, to get into psychical nor physical touch with people, but he failed. He failed miserably.
He told Sehun to not fall in love with him. The younger agreed. He knew so damn well that the other could never repeat his feelings, yet he ended up falling for him anyways. The way the other would lack for kisses from Sehun, the way he would wrap his muscular arms around the younger's tiny, slim waist. The way he would call him baby, his baby. It made his heart skip a beat.
Who wouldn't fall in love with someone this sweet?
Basically, they were friends with benefits but more. He felt some kind of connection with the older, he knew there was something that the other might've felt, but he wasn't sure whether it was real or just his imagination.
And so, he was overthinking things and perhaps, maybe even crying at two fucking o'clock in the morning for someone, who probably didn't give two fucks about him.
But he still hoped. He still hoped the other would hug him, tell him those three words he always wanted to see escaping his lips. However, that was a dream that could never come true.
Sehun knew the other most probably just used him for physical pleasure. For getting a good fuck, blowjob or whatever. For actually getting something. And that made his heart ache even more.
He burst out into tears once again for the second time that morning, wiping his eyes and trying to stop himself from crying.
"I hate you." It was a lie, he could never hate him. Or could he?
"I hate you so much for using me. For breaking my oh already broken heart again." His whole body was shaking, he was stuttering, but that didn't stop him from saying what he wanted to say.
"I always fall for fools who break my heart in the end, now don't I?" Chuckling quietly, he wiped the tears away once again and shook his head.
"Can't believe that I'm this stupid. This naive. How stupid of me, to hope you'll love, or at least like me back one day." He stopped crying. At least for a short amount of time.
"But I.. I will forgive you again. Like always. Like the good baby I am, what you would call me, right?" Another dry chuckle, full of sarcasm and pain in it escaped his shaking lips.
Was he crazy? Crazy in love, maybe. It was all his fault, he shouldn't have fell for him.
After a while, he calmed down and took his phone from the night drawer. He started scrolling through his phone, where he had so much pictures and clips of him or them together.
He stayed like this for a while, watching the pictures and videos - sometimes laughing. Laughing because it made him happy, the person in the video made him happy.
Ever since that certain giant came into his life, a hole in his heart was filled. His broken heart was repaired, he felt like a teenager girl in love with some of her highschool crushes. Butterflies were flying in his stomach everytime he would just look at a picture of him. And it was driving him nuts.
A sudden ringing woke him up from his thoughts. He looked at the caller ID, immediately smiling and picking up.
"Sehun?" And there it was. The deep voice, that made his heart beat faster.
"Yes, Chanyeol?" He replied curiously, now wondering why the older would call him at 2am in the morning.
"Did I wake you up?"
"No, you didn't. What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Nothing's wrong. I just missed you, so I called."
Sehun tried. He tried really hard to calm his heart, but he couldn't. He hated the effects Chanyeol had on him, he was only making him hopes. Another painful stab went right through his chest.
"Why are you doing this to me?" He thought to himself, not realising he said it out loudly until the other spoke up.
"Doing what?" The younger flinched, mentally cursing at himself for thinking loudly. He had to make up a lie real quick, but he was too nervous to even try to think of something. He looked around the room, spotting his beloved dog Vivi in his place, sleeping peacefully.
"Oh nothing, I just meant Vivi. He's sleeping in his bed and not in mine once again." He sighed in relief quietly, that was really close. He almost fucked up everything. Luckily, Vivi gave him an idea and saved everything once again. Hearing the other's chuckle, he faked a chuckle himself and waited for his answer, biting his lower lip nervously.
"You're really adorable, you know? But for now, you should go to sleep. It's late."
"Only if you'll promise me to go to sleep too."
"Okay, okay. I promise. Good night baby."
"Good night." Not too long after this, the older hung up. Sehun was really confused, confused with everything that was going on. Why would Chanyeol call him at 2am just to tell him that he misses him? What kind of bullshit is that?
He wanted to believe it so badly, but he just couldn't. He groaned as he felt his head ache, the thinking and crying hurt his brain really a lot.
The younger decided to go to sleep now. He also deserved some sleep, at least he thought so.
Cuddling up to the pillow with the older's shirt on himself, a small, but true smile creeped to his face as he whispered quietly.
"Good night, Chanyeol. Have sweet dreams, and sleep well. I love you."
With these words and the thought of his giant sleeping behind him, he dozed off to sleep.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
ok so what is this idk how i came up with this idea at 2:38 in the morning but yeh
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don't kill me for making this sad iT'S JUST PERFECTLY FITTING TO MY MOOD RECENTLY. OK.
nvm ily all
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