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Baekhyun collapsed on his bed, his favorite comforter wet with his endless tears.

“.” He cursed, punching the bed with his weak hands. The trembling effect of his feelings on his fingers still won’t go away. Your face kept appearing on his mind, and it only makes things worse.

He sat straight up, clutching his heart. “I should be a man, damn.”

With his trembling fingers, he aggresively wiped the tears away. Still, his hands fell limp on his chest. “It’s heavy...” He murmured, sighing.

D.O barged in his room without even knocking. “Ya! Minhee’s out—“

He stopped short, seeing his friend helpless on the bed. “Zombie apocalypse is not true. Don’t cry.” He grinned, instead, Baekhyun just stared at him, emotionless. “It’s f.cking heavy.” He hissed.

D.O rushed to his side and poked his forehead. “What happened?”

“They’re together. I heard everything.” He whispered, closing his eyes. He hated what was going on with his heart. Curse words won’t stop flowing from his ever so innocent brain.

“You’re being paranoid.” D.O chuckled, but Baekhyun shot him a death glare. “Do you think I’m deaf, Do Kyungsoo?”

It was rare for Baekhyun to be like this. And, as a close friend, D.O knows Baekhyun is serious.

“M...man up.”It was all D.O could say. He wasn’t good in comforting. And weighing the situation, words coudn’t comfort Baekhyun right now.

You waited for Baekhyun in the living room, chilling with the guys.

“So tell me, why aren’t we coming with you?” Sehun plopped beside you, poking your cheek.

“I don’t know, why won’t you come anyway?” You replied, smug. Sehun snuckered and rolled his eyes. “You’re boring.”

“Prince charming making his princess wait? Seriously?” Chanyeol chuckled, ruffling your hair. You stuck your tongue out at him.

You didn’t know but nervousness was eating you. It seems like a special day. Is it?

Every second seems like hours. Baekhyun was still in his room. *What’s up with him?* You thought pouting.

At the same time, Baekhyun walked lazily walked out. It was like he was dragging his legs. His face bore no emotions, his eyes slightly red. His cardigan was a little crumpled, and his hair was disheveled. D.O tailed behind him, shooting troubled glances at the guys.

“Let’s go?” You skipped beside Baekhyun, encircling your arms on his elbow. He just nodded weakly, pulling his arm away from your grip. His brows furowed a little. “I...I’m sorry.” You whispered, he just shrugged and went out.

The guys looked at you worriedly. They didn’t know why Baekhyun was acting like a jerk, only D.O understood him.

*Maybe he’s sleepy?* You wondered, following him from behind.

“Oppa, what happened to your eyes?” You asked, voice filled with concern. He didn’t even look at your way, he just walked straight through the lobby. You fastened your pace, keeping up with him. “Maybe it was irritated with the wind?” You looked up at him, but he continued wearing that expressionless face.

*What’s... wrong with him?*

He appoached the car and fiddled with the car keys. Desperate, you held his wrist and made him face you. “Oppa,are you... hurt?”

*Yes, I’m broken.* He inwardly scoffed.

He tried to remove your grip, but you just tightened it. He smirked. “Let go.”

You pouted and looked at him longingly. He sighed and rolled his eyes stubbornly. “I poked them. Happy?” He snickered, jerking his wrist away from you.

You stood there, dumbfounded. “He...” You whispered, tears threatening to fall. Lucklily, you held it in.

He was already waiting inside the car, honking twice. You woke up from your hurt state and hurriedly slipped inside the car.

The ride was awfully silent. You tried to open up topics to him but he never responded. He wouldn’t even nod or shrug. Just looking at the road emotionlessly.

He parked outside a small cafe in Gangnam, walking towards the entrance as if he was alone. You trailed behind him, your heart crying with blood.

He directed to a deserted table at the corner, while you ordered for both of you.

As the orders arrived, he just poked his cake endlessly. You glanced up at him in worry.

“Opp—“ You tried to start, but he glared at you, silencing you. Little tears formed on the corner of your eye. Baekhyun noticed it and softened a bit.

*I hurt  her, great. Now I’m the evil one.*He inwardly punched himself.

Uneasily, you, without the urge, swallowed the bland cake. It was sweet, but it seems like your taste buds mourned with you.

“Here.” He extended his arm, handing you a tissue. But his eyes darted away, not wanting to look at you. You hesitantly accepted the tissue and sniffed.

After the insanely awkward meal, the both of you headed to a nearby park. Couples surrounded the place, which made it even more awkward. Baekhyun was sighing. *If only you’re single..* He looked at the lovey-dovey stuff going on.

“Oppayoucanalwaystellmeanything.” You mumbled, stopping him in his tracks. He turned around, tilting his head at you.His brow slightly raised.

“Mwo?” He scoffed.

You looked up to meet his eyes, his intimidating stare. “You... can always... tell me anything.” You stammered, melting with the pain.

He smirked. “Don’t talk like you know aything.”

With that, he walked away. It’s as if the world fell upon your shoulder. Atlas? Carrying the world on your weak shoulders. What’s worst is you get to carry all the problems... the pain.

Tears streamed down your face. “My Baekhyun Oppa...” You whispered, choking on your tears.

Baekhyun walked away, his heart getting heavier. *I’m sorry...* He thought, his eyes too tired of crying. He sounded like a pig, crying without tears.

“I’m a fool.” He laughed bitterly, kicking stones with his foot.

The day went by with you two ignoring each other. Baekhyun kept his eyes at the road and stopped in front of the condo unit’s lobby.

“I’m... going. Bye Oppa.” You muttered, scrambling out the car. Baekhyun lightly nodded and locked the door as you got out. You watched him speed off with tons of weight in your chest. Suho came down and picked you up. As soon as he reached you, you broke down on his chest. He looked at you with concern and caressed your back.

“He must be going through a hard time, Hee.” He whispered, while you buried your face in his chest. One by one, the guys hurriedly went to the lobby and comforted you.

BAEKHYUN

Seeing her makes me feel pain. Stupid stabbing pain.

I drove around the city, not knowing where my legs took me. In the end, I stopped in front of a bar, breathing heavily.

I don’t drink. I just don’t.

But, maybe the alcohol would take the pain away. Maybe. I’ll give it a shot.

MINHEE

All of us gathered in the living room, of course without Baekhyun Oppa. The sun was already gone, and worry was eating me. The Oppas gave all their attention to me, but still Baekhyun Oppa haunted my mind.

“Cheesecake!” Xiumin Ge plopped beside me, motioning me to open my mouth while he held on a slice. I weakly shook my head. His smile disappeared as he ate what he was holding. Luhan Ge kneeled in front of me.

“Don’t worry, he’ll be back. Let’s... go to sleep.” He smiled, your cheek. Again, you nodded weakly. The guys sighed and sent you to your room. As soon as you stepped inside, tears fell.

Holding on to your phone, you dialed the person whose voice comforted you always.

“I miss you.” He breathed on the other line.

 A small smile crept up your face as you struggled to reply. “Ge.”

Kris sensed something wrong, obviously with the sniffling he was hearing. “What happened, mei?”

You sobbed, your brother's voice making you want him by your side. “I... I don’t know.”

“Do you miss me that much?” He tried to lighten up the mood.

Unfortunately, you continued sobbing. “Please... I need you here.” You whispered.

Off all the things in the world, Kris only shows his emotions to you. He lightly screamed in frustration. “What’s wrong?!”

You sniffed, wiping the tears. “B...Baek..”

“Baekhyun?” He replied knowingly. Unknown to you, Kris knows you and Baekhyun feel something for each other. The guys update him daily. Especially D.O.

“Ge..” You cried, feeling all the sadness on you. Kris smiled lightly, he knows. He knows.

“You like him, don’t you, mei?” He answered. You looked at nothing, you’re brother’s words ringing on your head repeatedly.

*So much.* You thought.

Before Kris could even talk, your door burst open. Suho appeared on the door with a troubled expression. Small beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

You looked back at him questioningly, the phone trembling on your hands.

“It’s Baekhyun.” He breathed out.

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40th chapter ^^

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