Baekhyunxyou (234 baekhyunxyou stories)
It all began with a bad morning, an iced Americano and a tall handsome guy. But how will it end?The choice is yours, so what would be the ending?
White light. At first, that's all Baekhyun sees when he slowly opens his eyes. He tries to rub the sleep from his eyes but pauses when he feels something tugging on his arm. Why am I hooked up to an IV...? "Mr. Byun. I see you are awake now. How are you feeling? It seems you had a biking accident and hit your head pretty hard... you had a cut on your scalp so you lost some blood, but luckily your skull is fully intact so all we had to do was give you a couple of stitc
You love your best friend Do Kyungsoo. But is he inlove with you, too? If he loves you, would something change? If he doesn't, would you find another love? Then Byun Baekhyun said, "I love you!" But would you love him too?
your little brother has swimming lessons every friday. you didn't expect his swimming instructor to be as cute as he is.
Baekhyun is sweet. Baekhyun is kind. Baekhyun is understanding. Yet behind the pure light of Baekhyun's smile hides a darkness that wants to consume you whole, and to keep you by his side, he'll tell you the sweetest lies...
Baekhyun is now regretting why he wasn't nicer to Sehun. Not that he wasn't even nice to him to begin with. He just wishes that he should have accompanied him when he asked to go malling with him before. Or when the time that Sehun asked for a second cup of Bubble Tea, he should have bought it
It's the way he is. He is so handsome. The way he makes everyone fall for him with just a look makes you so.... jealous. Oh. He is not yours. You think about him. You love that he unknowingly makes your heart race. You love him. But that is only how far you can go.
You live in the era where red string of fate are real, that whoever is at the end of your string―is your soulmate. The catch is, you can only see who the end of your string after you kissed your soulmate. So, why, after thirty years of living―and giving up that maybe, maybe, you don’t hav