I went inside and thankfully, no one was there except for Baekhyun. I sighed in relief when I saw him sitting on the couch, and he turned and looked back at me when he heard. "Hi, Nicole-sshi," he said sweetly. I smiled and sat next to him on the couch.

"Annyeong, Baekhyun," I replied, snuggling up to his chest. He may have been shorter than Chanyeol and not as built, but I could honestly say that I loved the feeling of his chest as my pillow way more than Chanyeol's.

"Yah, what are you doing, silly?" Baekhyun asked playfully. I buried my face into his shirt and tried not to cry. "Are you okay?"

"No. Yeol and I... broke up," I told him. I honestly missed Chanyeol by now, even though it had only been a few minutes since the break-up. I missed how we would sit by the TV and watch some random show together and cuddle. I missed how he would always hug and kiss me whenever I was feeling sad. I missed having someone who loved me.

"That's horrible!" Baekhyun said, interrupting my thoughts and hugging me. Without a warning, I began to weep. Regrets and sorries filled my mind, and there were words I never told him enough, like "I love you," and "You're mine." But I never said them enough and now I would never have the chance to. And things we never did. And things I should've done.

But I never got to them.

A wave of realization hit me as I noticed that it was Baekhyun holding me. It wasn't Chanyeol. Chanyeol never held me; he just let me snuggle into him like child. Brent didn't do it either.

I found myself replaying the phone call that led me into loving Chanyeol.

"Have I ever yelled at you?" Well, now he has.

"Don't you like me? I know I'm your friend." Not anymore.

"Please give me a chance. I swear I'll be worth it."

"Baekhyun, do you really love Jessica?" I asked, looking up for his response. He nodded proudly and I sighed, making him give me a confused look.

"What?" he asked innocently