Dreamy eyes 《 CHANBAEK 》

7

Chanyeol went back to his house with the bouquet Baekhyun had given to him . He threw his clothes to the rubbish bin in frustration . Even though he wanted to put the flowers on fire , he didn't . He didn't want to need them . He didn't want to be desperate in keeping them alive .. While Baekhyun was creating the bouquet he had skilfully stole a white rose and fold it carefully on the inside of his jacket . The plan was ; Give the bouquet with a letter to Baekhyun and keep the white rose for himself , keep it alive at any cost .

Chanyeol went up to his room and slammed the door , even though there was no-one else in the house . He covered himself with the sheets and put his head under the pillow , this was the only way he allowed himself to cry comfortably . It was an old habit of his , almost every night his mom would find a smiley Chanyeol in the kitchen but a soaked mattress . He waited for the comforting hand to rub his back , tell him its okay , I'm here so it's okay . The absent of that voice , that hand , of his sister in general was vivid . Making him wale , a sound he didn't know he could make . Being alone was the thing he hated the most . And now here he was , isolating himself because there was this boy he couldn't have . He figured that this boy was the boy that he adored when he put his thirsty lips on his dry skin . When there was sauce pured on Baekhyun's hand . When Chanyeol saw that , when suddenly a rush of uncanny emotions emerged . When he slowly and gently took Baekhyun's hand , he breathed heavy , to fight his eager to kiss the boy. When he licked him and his eyes met the other's , he was trying to restrict the temptation to touch the boy . When he felt his heart aching . That was when he decided that he shouldn't see that boy again . He once again had his heart broken . Just like in his teenage years

There was this boy he liked . His name was Kyungsoo , he was so small , so scared and scary at the same time . Back then they were 16 . He didn't have the courage to speak to him . Every time Kyungsoo would catch him staring at him he would immediately turn his face biting his lip anxiously turning the pages of his book . After some months while he was standing beside his sister and her friends he saw Kyungsoo approaching with a flower in his hand , it was a rose . He held it tightly not caring about the thornes that were finding a house inside his hand , the pain had him crying , there were fidget moves and that wasn't a way to make a confession . Chanyeol noticed blood running down from Kyungsoo's hand . He wanted so much that rose to be for him , to have himself hurt for him . To have someone to love him as much . But deep down he knew , Kyungsoo wasn't bleeding for him , he would never bleed for him . He just couldn't stand there watching the boy bleeding in pure shock . With heavy steps he walked closer to him , lowered his face and with a soft voice asked him " Who is this for ? Can I help you with it ? " The boy didn't even look at him . He was frozen , his big round eyes were piercing the figure of a familiar girl . His sister's . Chanyeol felt his knees fading , a pain , bitterness , like a  metal taste in his mouth , he wanted to yell at the boy , but his heart couldn't " Let me help you " He said instated and placed his bag on the ground searching for a napkin " I know it's there , just wait " He said as minutes passed searching . He suddenly felt Kyungsoo tapping his shoulder . He questioned . What unfroze him ? . He raided his gaze only to meet the boy he used to call best friend , the boy who had called his sister a slut . " What ? " He said sharply , stopping his research " Chanyeol , bestie . Long time no see " He joked placing his hand around Chanyeol " Do. Not. Touch. Me. " He warned trying to get a hold of his bag " Oh come on don't tell me you are holding grudges now , huh ? "
" Leave " Chanyeol went back to his  research for napkins until the sun suddenly hit him , it was Kyungsoo who was standing beside him hiding the sun . He looked at his direction and found the boy picking on him " HEY ! " He screamed throwing the napkins " What is it bestie ? Did I scare your boyfriend ? " He said glacing at Kyungsoo who was at the edge of tears . Chanyeol froze up at the word , boyfriend . " This has nothing to do with him . Let him go " By the time the boy had hit Chanyeol in the stomach and had him doubled everyone that was recording the scene

" Chanie ? " Lisa asked when she saw everyone circling the boys " Hey Lisa , it's okay . Go home I'll be there in a while " Chanyeol tried to say without having his voice breaking down in pain . She then saw the boy that had her brother hit " What the hell Sehun ?! " She screamed walking towards him . Chanyeol knew the minute she appeared all the arrows of meanness would be turned to her " Lisa ! Lisa look at me " Chanyeol was screaming until he got the attention of his sister " Go home ! I'll explain later " But Lisa wasn't obedient , wasn't a coward and the most important she wasn't going to let her brother alone " Sehun what's this all about huh ? You don't have the balls to comfort me " She said pushing her brother aside " Lisa , why won't you spare me a kiss ? " Sehun muttered flickering her hair " " Fuck you Sehun " She said and grabbed the boy that was trembling behind him " I wouldn't be so fast young lady " Sehun grabbed her shoulder " Lisa go home " Chanyeol yelled at last hitting Sehun in the face so hard he had to be caught by his friends " Chanyeol ?! " Lisa asked in shock " You are so screwed " Sehun murmured approaching Chanyeol . He grabbed him by his jacket " You don't deserve to even breathe the same air as me " He yelled and Chanyeol spit him . By that time Lisa had grabbed Kyungsoo and they were gone . Chanyeol was pushed to the ground , kicked , bruised , heartbroken . When the boys left , he sat there still , watching the clouds moving . After a while when he found his strength , he walked himself home . Thinking " At least she didn't see the photos " At that time at the sea , an ex of his sister had shown him how he had captured her naked . He was outrageous . His blood boiled but it was all over .