Title: Till Death Don't Us Part
Pairing: Chanyeol/Baekhyun, Baekhyun/Others
Rating: R
Genre: Horror, Smut, Angst
Word count: 4.3k words
Warnings: Character Death, GoreSummary: At first Baekhyun thought it was just coincidence, but when it kept happening on the same pattern, that was when he suspected something. It was as if Chanyeol was still alive, watching his every move.
Notes: Happy Halloween! Read at your own risk, I promise this is not that creepy! Enjoy~
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It has been five years since Baekhyun's boyfriend---ex-boyfriend--died.
Baekhyun got together with Chanyeol back in high school when they were seventeen. It was a romance that developed from honest friendship to a teenage romance; both were each other's firsts. First love, first kiss, first sex. Everything was just beyond perfect, and at an early age they already knew that they were meant to be for each other like destiny. Overseas same-sex marriage, adopting kids, owning a house in a beach in Hawaii, and growing old together, was a future they both planned. They promised each other forever, and most importantly, their families and friends were very supportive and open-minded about their five-year long relationship, and Baekhyun couldn't ask for more.
But then it happened when they were twenty-one.
It was a car accident one rainy evening which took Chanyeol's life exactly on his birthday, the twenty-seventh of November.
Baekhyun was devastated so he blamed himself for Chanyeol's death despite the fact that it was an accident. Nobody wanted it to happen, and Baekhyun was just using himself as an excuse so that it wouldn't hurt too much to accept the truth. The truth that Chanyeol was gone. The truth that Chanyeol couldn't hug him, kiss him, and make love to him anymore. That Chanyeol wouldn't come back to him no matter how we wished it wasn't real. That Chanyeol wouldn't be able to fulfill their dreams together. That Chanyeol wouldn't be by his side for the rest of his life.
It was so hard to accept that Chanyeol was now just a past relationship in his early twenties which he could only recall from his bittersweet memory.
First two years without Chanyeol was like torture. It was hell. Baekhyun didn't want to move on because every single damn thing his eyes could reach reminded him of his dead lover. He felt empty, hopeless, and broken, so he eventually suffered from depression. He stopped going to college and underwent therapies with the help of his family.
Baekhyun needed emotional support from his loved ones, so bit by bit, although still not completely, he started to get back on track again in the third year of Chanyeol's passing.
Close to four years without Chanyeol, he decided to continue college, surrounding himself with people who loved him while also doing things that he liked. After completing his mandatory military service, he indulged himself with hobbies such as photography, singing, online gaming, sometimes travelling with friends, and even working out in the gym. He even owned a puppy he named Mongryeong. Undeniably, there was still a hole that punctured his heart due to Chanyeol's death, but that didn't prevent him from becoming a normal person again.
Life shouldn't stop just because he lost someone he loved. Instead he should keep going for them, live for them, and remember them with a smile on his face.
Five years without Chanyeol, Baekhyun was now twenty-six, and a successful professional in his field of work. All was well in his career as a young businessman. Side-by-side deals and projects were always coming to keep him booked and busy. Though there was nothing special to what he does in an office setting, he admitted he was fairly contented with his job. There was a sense of assurance that he wouldn't starve himself or get homeless any sooner.
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