He has become more recluse than usual and after months of spending many nights in his bed; when Baekhyun told you not to come around, it hit you hard and after night seven, you grew suspicious.
You walk to his room, you imagine he would be asleep and probably annoyed that you ignored him telling you stay away but you can't help but wonder why.
The answer is harsher than you imagined and you honestly didn't know what you imagined.
"Baekhyun?" You peek around the door to find his bed empty but you can see that his bathroom light is on and there are strange noises coming from it. "Baekhyun?" You gasp, hand covering your mouth when you see him on the floor, vomiting into the toilet and you note how gaunt he looks.
He's always been pale, he's always had slim proportions but you haven't seen him in a week but you didn't realise he could look so sick so fast. He turns his head in your direction, scoffing as he flushes the toilet and stands to wash his mouth. "You just can't stay away, can you?"
"I'm going to ask you something and you have to answer honestly," you take a deep breath, looking at his hallowed cheeks and reddened eyes, "what is going on?"
Baekhyun tries to smile, tries to do what he does best and make light of a serious situation but you see through it quickly. "Dying is a lot more painful than I thought it would be, I thought I'd go in my sleep but I guess it just wants to twist the knife."
You grip the doorframe, trying to stop yourself from falling off the face of the Earth as Baekhyun's words take hold. Dying?
"Cancer," he gives a dark laugh, "I was told that I was a cancer on life but look at the irony, it's the thing killing me." You shake your head, reaching for Baekhyun but he pulls away before you can reach him. "It's best if you leave, Y/N, I don't want this to be how you remember me." You want to argue, you want to tell him that you want to be there but he doesn't let you; Baekhyun pushes you from his room and when you hear his lock click – you know that this is goodbye.
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You walk out of his bathroom in nothing but his shirt, it barely covering your ass but god, Baekhyun thinks you look like a queen from one of his many video games. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, nuzzling into his neck as he types away on his computer – doing things you will never ask about.
Giving him a kitten lick on the side of his neck, just below his ear, Baekhyun smirks, "are you trying to turn me on right now?" His fingers stop for a second when you take his earlobe between your teeth and apply the slightest amount of pressure, "because it's working."
You pull him away from his computer, perching on his lap as you continue your assault on his neck. Baekhyun groans, oh God, the things you do to him. During class, you are nothing but the sweet girl, the girl who can do no wrong but when you are alone, you are naughty.
Angel in the streets, freak in the streets. The saying Baekhyun loves to apply to you, he should have known not to be fooled by your cute exterior; your words can be venomous and your lips can do sinful things but he's glad that he's the one who experiences all the good those lips can do.
"Play with me," you whine, grinding against him and Baekhyun sucks air between his teeth. "You can do that later, right?" He actually can't, if he stops now he will fail to crack the final firewall and he'll be back to square one when he tries again later but God, you are too good to resist.
"Of course, baby," he closes the program, watching as the previous two hours disappear and a photo of you takes over his screen. "Would you like to play here, or shall we move to the bed where I can really put that body to work?"
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Drabble Collection #2
FanfictionVarious drabbles collected from my Tumblr. May contain various drabbles if it follows a particular story arc/muse drabbles. Titles will contain: idol, group, au, M for mature Note: I no longer write mature themes for Kim Jongdae, anything mature is...