One Shots | OTP's Craving

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐁𝐀𝐄𝐊『𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑉𝐸𝑁』

—〖A U|F A N F I C〗— COLLABORATION FIC WITH: Seth Oh










ANGST

It's just an usual morning for the Park family, or maybe a little bit unusual. It's moving day. They're moving out. Chanyeol and his family are moving into a new house, a new country and environment.

It's just a normal day, they finally moved out, they got their boxes of clothes and appliances from the truck who helped them when suddenly a certain house caught Chanyeol's attention, it may seems like a normal to others but to Chanyeol, it's extra ordinary, it's a beautiful house, too beautiful to be exact. He doesn't know why but he wants to look at the inside. He wants to see what lies beneath that roof.

Chanyeol is an architect. He actually wants to be a song writer but his father persuades him to become an Architect. He doesn't much of a choice so he did. He likes his profession though, even if it's not his first choice, time made him love what he is doing.

Chanyeol can't get his eyes off that beautiful house; he thought that's interesting yet weird how he feels like the house is drowning him in much anticipation.

Then the night came, he was extremely tired from all the boxes he had to move from outside to inside his house, so he went to his balcony and take some fresh air, when out of the distant, he heard something that seems to be a piano being played.

"That's weird, it's late yet someone is playing a piano, much weirder that I can hear it coming from the house." He mumbles to himself while looking at the house in front of them. He one who drawn his attention earlier.

He doesn't know how, he doesn't know why but in just a split second he found himself in front of the doorstep of that house. He knocked but no one answered. He decided to open the door because he found it weird that it's not locked. He literally looked like a house robber because of what he's doing but he doesn't care, he wants to know who's playing that piano gracefully.

And there he saw him. He saw a guy, a small guy with beautiful hands, gracefully playing with the chords of the piano. The said guy stopped when he sensed a person beside him, and there he saw Chanyeol who greeted him awkwardly. Instead of being greeted back, the small guy screams. Chanyeol panicked by the latter's sudden screaming and immediately covers his mouth to avoid the neighbors being awaken.

"I'm not a robber. I heard a distant piano and became curious. It leads me to your house. I got inside because the door is not locked. I mean no harm, I promised." Chanyeol assured the small guy, removing his hand away from the latter when the latter nods, quite believing what Chanyeol had said.

"I'm Chanyeol—Park Chanyeol. I love how you play the piano. It's smoothing and calming." He smiles making the latter blush at the sudden compliment.

"Thank you. I'm Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun." The said naive guy smiles back and turn his attention on his piano again. Silence envelops them, minutes had passed yet they're still in silence, now until Chanyeol broke it.

"May I? I hope I can play with you, Baek." Chanyeol asked.

"Of course, I would love to." The said guy moves a little, giving Chanyeol some space to sit on.

As much as Chanyeol don't want it to end. It's time to go back.

"I have to go now, Baek." He stopped and looks at the said guy.

"Can I come here again? Tomorrow? The same time? I want to make a song with you though." He confessed and the said latter blushed once again.

"Sure Chanyeol, I would love." He chuckles, and Chanyeol doesn't know why but when latter chuckles, he felt a strong pull in his stomach.

And for months, they keep doing it. They will always meet at night and play the piano together. They even composed a song. A song called Heaven.

It's just one of many nights. It's time. Chanyeol grabbed his favorite brown clothes, styled his hair and sprays some perfume. He went to Baek house with a paper in his hand. It's their song—the finalized lyrics of their song. Chanyeol saw Baekhyun sitting at the piano—as usual. Chanyeol then pulled courage to say what he feel towards Baek.

"Baek" Chanyeol called the latter but in a whisper tone. Baek looks at him with a smile making Chanyeol fall even deeper. For months, he format how or why but he knows, he knows that he's falling for the latter.

"What is it?" Baek ask to the giant.

"I love you" Chanyeol didn't hesitate to say the words he wants to confess. Baekhyun got startled by the sudden confession and blushed.

"I love you too" He replied with a sad smile. Chanyeol doesn't know why. He loves him too but why is he sad?

"But I'm sorry." He continued. The giant was confused. Why? Why is saying sorry?

Chanyeol didn't bother and pulled Baekhyun for a kiss, the small latter responded, running his slender fingers onto Chanyeol's red hair that suits him really well.

Both of them take a break to breathe. A tear suddenly appears on Baekhyun's eyes that trickle down to his cheeks. Chan instantly wiped it out and kisses him in the forehead.

"I love you, Chan, but I'm sorry. This can't be" Chanyeol's heart ached and become numb. He doesn't why Baekhyun is saying this.

Baekhyun moves closer to Chanyeol, foreheads are touching as Chanyeol's eyes tricked him and tears starts falling down. Baekhyun kisses his nose and cups his face.

"Wake up, baby. Please. Wake up." Baekhyun keeps repeating this word, making Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun in confusion, the giant was about to say something when Baekhyun gave him another kiss and closes his eyes.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Beeping sound of the heart monitor, field the room. Chanyeol slowly stir up, moving a little as he adjusts his eye sight. His mom saw him and immediately head towards him.
"Chanyeol" His mom breathes out in relief.
"Mom, where am I? Where's Baek." The said guy looks at his mother and looks at his surroundings.
"Baek? Who's Baek?" His sudden question made Chanyeol looked at his mom in an instant.
"What do you mean who's Baek? Byun Baekhyun. The guy I keep telling you about every time we eat breakfast? My best friend—the one who loves to play piano at night. He's the guy I met when we moved out." He explained as He takes a look around his surroundings, white walls. He knows where he is.
"Why am I here mom? Where's Baek?" He asked once again, making his mom hug him so tight.
"Son, there's no Baek, whoever that is. He's not real. You're here because you're in coma for 4 years. Remember? You got crashed into a van when you were driving? And from that day, you didn't wake up. There's no Baek—and baby, we never moved out. We never moved out from our old house since then." His mother said it all. He looks at his mom in disbelief. He down at know if he should get or scream.
He clutched onto his chest and just cry, even if he wants to scream, he just cried it all. It's was just all a dream. A good dream. A dream where him and Baekhyun. The guy who teaches him how to continue writing songs again. For 4 years, it's was just all just a dream.
He looks at his mom once again and smiles, wiping out his tears as he grabs some pen and paper on his bedside table. He will write again. He will start writing again, and this time, he will write their song. He is going rewrite their song. Their song. Heaven.

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