NARRATOR

It was a bright sunny day.

The sun’s rays pleasantly shone on the slits on the curtains, giving the room a somehow cozy feeling.

You smiled, inhaling the good aroma of bacon D.O was cooking in the kitchen. From afar, you could hear him hum songs. Chanyeol and Sehun were lounging on the couch, both still sleepy. Kai was walking back and forth with his cellphone by his ear. Chen, Xiumin and Luhan were blabbering Chinese on the corner, their voices overpowering. Suho was out early for work, and your brother was reading the newspaper on the counter. Baekhyun still didn’t go out of his room.

“Good Morning.” His voice slurred close to your ear. You spun immediately, greeting him with a wide grin.

“No more headache?”

He smiled, eyes sparkling. “No more headache.”

“How come you don’t greet me good morning too, hyung?” Sehun mumbled, rubbing his eyes. Baekhyun grinned slyly and jumped to his lap. “Good Morning Maknae!”

Sehun’s eyes widened as his jaw dropped. “Ew! You gay person, get off me!”

“An Qing!”(Quiet!) Luhan rolled his eyes, irritated that their conversation got interrupted with the noise. Xiumin blabbered on as if nothing happened. Chen nonchalantly sipped his coffee.

You shook your head with the morning chaos.

“Oh, by the way, Oppa? Can I ask you something?” You plopped beside Baekhyun, hugging your knees. He nodded.

“I’m just curious. Have you met Yura before?” You asked, blinking.

Everyone on the room stopped whatever they were doing and froze. The name was someone they could never forget. The Chinese guys talking on the corner stopped their heated conversation, ears perked up, just like everyone else.

Baekhyun calmly managed the situation. He smiled, ruffling your hair. “A..Anni. I think she just looks familiar. Why?”

You nodded in understanding, your chin. “She looks at you like she knows you. Maybe I was just thinking things.”

“Right. You tend to get stupid sometimes.” Kris added, before walking off to the kitchen. Sehun stuck his tongue out at you, while the others laughed. Baekhyun forced a smile.

“I think he’s right.” Luhan shrugged, referring to Kris statement. He flinched when you shot him a cold look.

“Why can’t you just tell her the truth? Tell her Yura’s your old stalker.” Kris hissed, arms folded.

Baekhyun sighed and threw himself on the bed. “Kris, I don’t want to ruin Yura. If Minhee finds out, she’ll tell L.joe.”

“And…?” Kris urged. “Then warn L.joe too.”

Baekhyun looked at Kris knowingly. Chanyeol, who was also in the room, just listened wordlessly.

“What if Yura’s truly changed and cured? What if she really loves L.joe, and it’s just a coincidence that we met yesterday?” He tilted his head, looking at Kris with brows furrowed.

Kris remained silent.

“What if she’s not?” Now, it was Chanyeol’s time to speak. Baekhyun considered it for a moment, then shook his head.

“I just don’t want to ruin a person, guys. If she’s cured, then there’s no problem. Right?” He smiled encouragingly, but in return the two guys gave him blank looks.

Kris clucked his tongue. “I still think you should’ve told my sister.”

Chanyeol’s head snapped up. “Yura.” He hissed.

“What if she’s planning something?”

The room remained silent. What Chanyeol said shut the guys up, deep in thought.

“I’m outta here. That girl is crazy.” Chanyeol waved his hands dismissively and banged the door after him. Kris followed, muttering below his breath. “Literally.”

*I’m sorry guys. Even I don’t know what the truth is.* Baekhyun slumped back to his bed, closing his eyes.

You skipped on the hall, your cellphone on your hand. With a smile, you knocked on Baekhyun’s door. After a few knocks, you hear him grunt.

“Enter.” His muffled voice ordered.

With  quick hands you opened the knob, slipping in to his room.

“Hello there, grumpy.” You grinned, jumping to his bed. He shot straight up and nodded weakly at your direction.

“What happened to your mood?”

He sighed. “Headaches…?

You rolled your eyes for the lame excuse. “Something’s bothering you. Since last night.”

He avoided eye contact, proving your statement true.

“I won’t urge you to spill, Oppa. I just want you to be fine.” You tugged on his shirt.

He smiled back and pinched your cheeks. “Thanks for your concern, my lady.” He chuckled.

“Don’t get sick, ara?” You chided like a mother.

He bit his lip and laughed. “Ne! I won’t get sick for you!”

His eyes sparkled as he leaned in and pecked your lips. “Sorry, if my mood worried you.” He mumbled and leaned in for another kiss. “I love you.” He mumbled again, his lips brushing against yours. He kissed you again, now more longer. “My piggy.”

You smiled sheepishly as you hid your red cheeks. Surely, your heart was hammering inside.

“Wow, talking between kisses. We should do that more often.” He winked as he tilted your chin up.

“Ya!” You lightly smacked his chest.

He grinned back. “So, anything I can do to make it up for you, piggy?”

You smiled knowingly. “Yep!”

“And that is…?”

“We’re going to the mall with L.joe Oppa and Yura!” You beamed, happy.

Little did you know, Baekhyun was just forcing his smile.

*Why does Yura have to be there?* He whined inwardly.

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