Sitting at a corner of a room while people partied wasn't really my thing.

As the loud music booms into my ears and the disco lights spread across the room, I think about who i was then and who i am now.

Normally, I would be wasted by now. Grinding on other people's body with a cup of beer in one of my hand and hips of a girl or a boy in the other. It didn't matter. What mattered was that I was gonna get some action after the party.

But here I am, sitting in one of the chairs at the corner of my best friend's house. It was a wild party---well it always is a wild party as long as my best friend hosts it. I am quite ashamed I am that boring guy who sits and sips at one corner while observing other people party.

I don't even know why I attended this party. Probably because my bestfriend is celebrating his 5th year anniversary with his boyfriend. Of course, as a very supportive friend, I came without second thoughts.

But I just couldn't do what I always did in parties. I just can't.

Looking back, I always partied. Never remembered a night where I didn't get wasted.

 

"Yeol, are you sure about this?" Sehun asked, giving me the serious look. I nodded. "Of course, why wouldn't i be sure about it?" I asked, keeping my eye on the road.

"Uhhh because tomorrow is your final exams but instead of reviewing, or maybe even relaxing, here we are going to Krystal's party." Sehun answered. He took out his phone from his pocket and typed something. I chuckled. "Is a baby afraid of getting scolded by his mommy for going home late?" I said, obviously teasing him. He gives out a loud huff and hid his phone again.

"Luhan is not my mommy. I'm his daddy." He smirks.

"Okay i swear i did not want to know that." I answered, giving him a disgusted look.

"Eyes on the road yeol" He said before giving out a small laugh. I shrugged and continued on driving.

 

That party was the best.

No, not because I got wasted.

Not because i partied all night.

And certainly not because i got the worst hangover the day of my finals.

It was because of him.

 

"This seat taken?" A boy asked. I shook my head without looking at him, I was too busy looking for someone to take home tonight.

"I'll take it then." The boy replied. He had a sweet voice. But never mind that, I needed to look for someone so I can get back to the dance floor.

"Cool party, huh?" He asked. Was this boy actually talking to me? Too bad for him, I'm not looking for a person to start a conversation with. So I answered him again with a nod.

"Are you mute or something?" He asked, giving a light chuckle. I almost froze. That laugh. It was...

Perfect.

I couldn't help myself but glance at the boy who took the seat beside me.

And damn. If his laugh was perfect. Then I don't have anymore words to describe how beautiful he was.

He was mesmerizing. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Certainly the epitome of perfection. It was as if the whole world stopped and only his perfect lips that formed a rectangular smile with his eyes forming crescent shapes was all that mattered at that moment.

And I didn't know it was possible to find a perfect human being like him.

But I shrugged it off. It was not a time for thinking of cheesy serenades and over used descriptions.

But a little talk won't hurt, right?

"I-I'm sorry. I was just looking for someone." I said. Why was I stuttering?

"Oh and who might this someone be? May I know? Maybe i can help you find him or her." He said with a smile. That smile...

"Oh I found him already. Its fine. I was just checking if he was fine and uh---yeah." I smiled. What the hell was this smile. What the hell am I saying.

"O...kay?" He said and sipped his beer from the red plastic cup in his hand. Oh that hand...

"Hey, you okay? You seem bothered." He suddenly said. I tore my gaze from his hand---ah but it was too hard because when I did, my eyes settled on his face. It was too gorgeous. I can't help it.

"Yes---I-I''m sorry...uhm..ah---" I didnt know what to say. "I'm Park Chanyeol" I spitted out. Way to go yeol, that was really smooth.

He lets out a small laugh and raised his right hand, offering it to me. "Byun Baekhyun." He said. I didn't know what to do---should i shake his hand---

"Yes chanyeol you should shake my hand" He suddenly said and laughed. Damn did i say that out loud?

But his laugh was so captivating. I couldn't help but laugh too.

And all thoughts of dancing, partying and taking a hot girl home was washed away with a conversation. A conversation with the most perfect person I ever met.

A conversation that changed my life forever.

 

And I realized that talking to someone who meant a lot to you was so much more than partying with random strangers.

Because those long or small talks could be the beginning of something new.

Looking back, I always hated everyone.

 

"Yeol, are you okay?" Sehun asked. I continued looking at my untouched food. 

"Hey" He continued while poking my arm. I remained calm, but I just couldn't take it. 

"Yeol--"

"Will you shut the up?" I burst out. Sehun looked at me with his eyes wide. He wasn't expecting it. But he was just so annoying.

"Whatever man. If this is one of those days where you shut everyone off again, then I'm letting you cool down. Take your time" He said, grabbing his bag and standing up. He gives a pat on my back before leaving the table. 

The canteen was annoying too.

Even the people in it were annoying.

Every single thing is so annoying.

"Argh!" I let out in frustration and kicked the table, not noticing the apple on my food tray rolling off. 

"Hey, this yours?" A sweet voice suddenly said.

It was that voice again.

I feel him sit on the seat in front of me, handing me the apple that rolled off. 

I looked at him.

And I was once again trapped in his eyes.

Just so...beautiful. 

"Hey, Chanyeol! Never thought I would meet you again. But I did want it to happen. Luck is on my side, I guess?" He said, giving a light chuckle. I look at him. That smile again. 

What is happening to me.

"Don't get me wrong though, I just thought we kinda had a fun talk last saturday at Krystal's party, right?" He continued explaining as he munched on his cookie.

Why is he so cute? 

"So, what do you say, friends?" He said, handing me his beautiful hand again. I was speechless. I didn't know what to say. So I shook his hand---damn it feels good. 

I take back what i said about the annoying people in the canteen. 

This angel in front of me is enough to complete my day.

 

Since then, we became friends. Everything was right when I was with him. He calmed me down when it was one of those days I hated life. 

I realized I loved him since then. 

"Yeol! What are you doing there! We're having the time of our life there! Come on, let's go party!" Sehun suddenly walked up to me, cutting my thoughts. I gave a small smile and raised my plastic cup. "I'm good." 

Sehun raised an eyebrow. "Uhuh? You sure 'bout that?" He asked. I nodded and smiled, signaling him to go party with the others. He gave an nod, looking unsure, but continued to party with the gang. I look at them.

Looking back, I never knew happiness. 

 

" this." 

That was the 10th bottle. I threw it on the floor again. 

The chair I was sitting on was high enough for my feet not to touch the ground.

It was thrilling. 

The sound of the glass crashing on the ground was music to my ears. I did not know how to find happiness, and this was the only way of finding at least a little. 

I grab the last bottle on the table and gulped all of its contents. And like all the 10 previous bottles, I threw it on the floor. The glass shattering and spreading on the floor.

It was a pool of broken glass.

And I would walk on it. 

I take off my shoes, ready to step on the floor. It was gonna be painful, but it was great being in pain. It was the only way to escape the real pains of life. 

"Yeol, what the hell are you doing?! Get out of there!" I hear Sehun's voice. But his words go in one ear and leaves in the other. I had no plan to stop what I was about to do. 

"Yeol? Chanyeol is there?"

The sweet voice of an angel stopped me. I froze, glancing at the door where the angelic voice came from. Who else could it be? I've been used to the same voice talking to me every night. Singing me to sleep when I couldn't even close my eyes. His soothing voice calms me every time.

Even now. 

I hear a soft knock from the door. I remain looking at it, waiting for that sweet voice to speak again.

"Chanyeol? Hey. It's Baek. Do...do you have a problem? You know I'm always here to talk to you right?" And he finally spoke. Somehow, I felt at ease. Like every wall I built around me crashed and I was now free. I could now see the world. 

It was the best feeling.

Slowly, I wear my shoes and stand up, stepping on the tiny spaces between the broken glass. Somehow, I found my way through the door, deciding if I should open it. 

I did. 

You know what I saw? 

I saw an angel. Looking sad and worried. 

I didn't want to see him like that. 

I was about to say something---anything to break the ice. But no words came out of my mouth. I wanted to say something, I just didn't know what it was. 

But the silence was broke not by words, but with a pull of my hand and a tight hug.

An angel was hugging me. My guardian angel was hugging me. 

And right then and there, I realized that happiness was more than pain. It was so much more.

It was being with the one you love, feeling safe and sound. 

 

I look at the group of friends at the other side of the living room---the living room that was turned into a dance floor. 

They looked happy. I couldn't help but smile. They were there too. I just never realized what I had back then. I was busy with my own pain that I didn't realize I was so lucky.

Looking back, I was a lost boy. 

 

Taking out a pack of cigarettes and sitting down on one of the benches in the public park was always relaxing. 

I take a deep breath as I look around the park. The kids were in school and the parents must be in work. 

I'm all alone here.

"Cutting classes, huh?" 

I glance up to where the voice came from. Of course, I didn't need to look up to know who was talking.

"Tsk tsk, Park Chanyeol. You know that your classes started---" He stopped to look at his wrist watch. "----like, an hour ago, right? You should be in school!" 

"And what are you doing here, then? Mr. Byun Baekhyun?" I , a grin forming in my lips. He sticks out his tongue before taking a gulp in the soda in can he was holding in his right hand. 

"Move, I'm gonna sit." He says. I complied, moving a little so that he could sit beside me. 

Oh that feeling.

That feeling---like everything was right. It was like butterflies were fluttering in my stomach. Like nothing in this world could ruin this moment. Like his smile could put the sun to shame, because it was breathtaking. It brightened up the whole place. 

It was so gay. 

But so right. 

"So, why are you cutting classes?" He asked when he settled down beside me. He continued drinking his soda from time to time as he spoke and I tried my best not to look at those soft and plump lips that was touching the can.

Oh how I wished to be that can.

"I just don't feel like going to school." I replied, lifting my hands to let my lips meet with the cigarette stick. Baekhyun looked at my fingers, then to my face and gave a disapproving look.

"Isn't your exams next week? You should be in class you pabo!" He said and gave me a soft smack on my arm. I chuckled, putting down my hands and blew the smoke out of my mouth. 

Baekhyun coughed and covered his nose with his hand. 

"You smoke? God, do you know how many people that piece of cigarette kill in a year?!" He said. I was taken aback when he grabbed the stick and threw it on the floor, kicking it away with his feet. I look at him. 

"What was that for?!" I ask

"For your life. Because I value you too much, Chan. Can't lose you." He said before he smiled widely.

And there goes my heart. 

He gets something from his bag, another soda in can. But his was still pretty full---

"Here, drink this instead." 

I had no choice but accept the simple (yet special since it was from baekhyun) offering. While opening the soda, I think about what to say. Why was it so hard to speak when I'm with him?

He just literally takes my breath away.

"How about you Mr. Byun Baekhyun? Why are you cutting classes?" I ask, wondering why Baekhyun was here in the public park drinking soda while in his school uniform. He shrugged and smiled.

"My parents wanted me to stop going to school since according to them, it was a waste of time." He said as he gulped the remaining contents of his soda. "He said I should just start working for the company, but I can't. I love school. I like learning." 

I couldn't help but lower my head. Here I am, too lazy to even go to school. And here was Byun Baekhyun, loving school. Loving learning. Just so...lovely. 

"You know, Chan? We should go to school. PM sessions doesn't start 'til in an hour, so what do you say about attending the last 4 subjects?" He said, the cheerfulness in his tone being so evident. Well, that's Byun Baekhyun for you. 

And of course I said yes. 

Because then I realize the meaning of life.

 

And it was all because of him. 

He who made me see the truth. He who made me feel the true meaning of happiness. He who made me feel how to be in love.

It was cheesy, but it was he who completed me. 

Who made me into a better person.

I turn at the crowd who was beginning to get louder. More guests must have arrived, that's why they were crowding in the entrance.

"Yeol! They're here!" Sehun suddenly said, making me stand up.

Ah. The love birds are here. My bestfriend and his 5 year boyfriend. 

I didn't join the crowd since that would just add to the problems of the couple, so I just waited in front of the seat I was sitting on earlier, now standing up and fixing my tie. 

I push my brown locks up and made I looked presentable.

"Chanyeol!" Someone called. It was them.

I smiled widely at them, giving a small wave. The smaller one waved back and the taller one beside him just smiled at me. They walked nearer.

One step.

Two steps.

Ah they're here. 

"Guess what?" Jongin, the taller one, told me once they were in front of me. I raise an eyebrow, looking at the both of them, not letting that smile I have fade away. 

"We're....engaged!" The smaller, my best friend, said and hugged Jongin. I kept my smile, clapped my hands and hugged them tight. 

I was so happy for them. 

I'm happy my best friend is happy. 

I'm happy Byun Baekhyun is happily engaged with the man of his dreams. 

And I'm proud to say that I was always there when Baekhyun was sad, and when Baekhyun was happy.

And that he was there when it was me who was in need of a friend. 

Looking back, I was in love with my best friend.

I fell in love the moment I laid his eyes on him in that party. I fell in love with his rectangular smile and crescent shaped eyes. I fell in love with his soft and plump lips, along with the words that came out from it. I fell in love with his angelic voice that would put the heavens to shame. I fell in love with every single thing about him. 

And I am still falling deeply in love.

Sometimes, it's not about how the person ended up with you. 

It's about how the person changed you for the better. 

And I am thankful for that.

Looking back I was a lost boy.

But now, I have found myself. 

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