I'll Take Care of It
Let me love you till you love yourself*Baekhyun*
Baekhyun had been contemplating whether or not to tell his pack about what was going on. On one side it was beneficial to him cause he'd finally get rid of that Haneul girl, but on the other, it would look weird if she just disappeared out of nowhere, and Chanyeol would just be depressed for a while.
He decided to just keep his eye on her. If he saw her do anything that may hurt anyone *cough**cough* Chanyeol *cough* then he'd step forward. For the next weeks he would always try and talk Chanyeol into walking home with him but he always says he already had something to do. So Baekhyun would just follow them. Quietly, just looking. There’d be times when Jeylani would join him and annoy him about what he was doing, but he'd always just brush it off as nothing.
He would often walk a few meters behind them and would leave before they got close to Haneul’s house. He didn’t want to see the farewells, he was afraid of seeing something that would make him feel bad.
Nonetheless, one day he decided to screw it and actually see what they did. Oh how bad a decision that was.
Chanyeol had gotten nervous even before they even got close to Haneul’s house. He could smell it. He was sweating more than what was to be considered normal. As Chanyeol had begun talking Baekhyun was focusing on him a lot to not miss what was coming.
After a whole lot of anticipation from Baekhyun, Chanyeol finally said what he had in mind. He asked Haneul out. In that moment Baekhyun didn’t know how to feel. He wanted to run, he wanted to hide.
However, just as he was about to turn around to leave he heard movement. He saw something flash from the corner of his eye. The air got chilly, and he saw some flowers begin to lose their life.
He wasn't the only one watching.
There was a demon near.
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*Chanyeol*
The next morning Chanyeol had spent more than an hour trying to find something that would make him look good, but not too formal, however, it couldn’t be too casual, and it had to make him look manly.
Just as he was taking his shirt off for the nth time that morning his grandma came into his room roughly and scanned him.
“What are you doing?” she asked. “Why do you have such a mess?! Oh, my lord, my eyes can’t stand this.”
“Grandma I’m changing!” said Chanyeol.
“I can see that, although I don’t know why you’re trying so hard it’s not like you can fix your looks with clothes.” His grandma said as she began to pick up clothes from the floor.
“GRANDMA!!” Chanyeol whined.
“Anyways” she interrupted. “Why are you dressing up?, Where are you going?” she asked.
“I-I’m...” he hesitated.
She gave him a stern look and Chanyeol gulped.
“I’m g-going on a d-date,” he said in a low voice.
In an instant, he saw his grandma’s face change.
He thought that he would see h
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