Drabble Collection #2

Park Chanyeol || EXO, EXO-SC || Mafia!AU

You knew it was a bad day for him, when things don't go right he throws his stuff around his office and screams but you stand there, stock still outside the door - unflinching and not reacting.

You enter when the noise calms down. His erratic eyes focus on you, arms tucked behind your back as you enter the room and you sigh, he's had a terrible day and it's clear on his tired, angry face.

"I can't stand seeing you like this, Chanyeol." You voice your internal thoughts, eyebrows bunching together. "You need to stop doing this, you need to start thinking clearly before running into this. Your father didn't raise you to be this way."

"Don't talk about him like you care!" He slams his palm down on the desk beside him and yells at the top of his lungs - while you don't react.

"I do care, Chanyeol. I was raised beside you, to serve you as your right hand and your father was good to me - better than my own parents. He raised you to analyse every situation; which, of late, you haven't-" He turns his back, his voice low as he cuts you off.

"I've had enough! I want to be alone! Leave!" You don't move, instead you take a step closer, placing a hand on his shoulder which to anyone else would be a deadly mistake.

But not for you.

"You have no idea what I have to deal with since his death," Chanyeol doesn't face you but instead stares out the window. "So many families needing our help with something and I don't get how he could do it all alone."

"He wasn't alone," you begin, "he had your mother."

"And I have no-one!" He turns to face you, closing the small distance between you.

"You have me," your voice is softer than he's ever heard it, this surprises him and you lift a hand to touch the healed scar on his cheek. "You've always had me."