'The stab to his heart was not physically painful, but it was a feeling that he could feel in his body, crawling its way from his chest up to his neck and even further up making his eyes sting and water. His legs started to shake along with his hands and his lips quivering he tried to keep them closed so not to let out any sounds of misery. This feeling was very new to him because of not being having been in this situation before. The hurt was unbearable but it wouldn’t kill him, it’s just that he didn’t understand this fact.'

'”You know, you are not my type Baekhyun. It’s a fact so live with it. You can’t run away from reality sweetie~ ” the older man said before lightly patting the smallers cheek making him wince.'