“We’ll get in trouble for this,” Baekhyun was clearly anxious.

Chanyeol squeezed the hand that he was holding, “Baek..”

“I know..” the other squeezed back, “Its just that..its..”

“Unfair.”

The taller let out a sigh, “I know, baby. I know.”

Baekhyun stopped walking, and Chanyeol turned to see tears in the other’s eyes, “Hey..”

“They did it to us too,” whispered the smaller, he was bravely holding back his tears, “They’re doing it again..”

Chanyeol swore to himself that he’ll do everything so that tears wouldn’t be in those eyes again.

That ‘Happiness’ would only be on those eyes that he adores, and a smile would forever grace those lips.

But the thing is..

There are things that he really can’t control.

Things that reminds him he’s vulnerable.

He hates it.

He hated the feeling of seeing the one he loves beside another.

He hated the feeling that he had to hold back, especially when they’re in public, because they told him to.

Because they told him to.

Dictated it.

It was a struggle.

He told them they were asking for the impossible.

They said he had to.

They told Baekhyun the same thing.

It was like a collar was tightened around their necks, and they were tugging on the leash.

Commanding total obedience.

It was suffocating.