Are you satisfied now, Park Chanyeol?

Baekhyun groaned as he twisted and turned trying to find a comfortable position while he lay on the hospital bed. He was there for hours, almost a whole day and they just finished treating him a few minutes ago.

He was lucky. They said he would have died, but they treated the wound and everything was okay. Just that he wasn't allowed to talk for a while and should not have solid food.

The door slammed open.

"Baek!" his brother stepped in. He ran to his side. "Baek you okay?" 

Baekhyun nodded opening his eyes a little.

"Do you need anything? Water? Food? Oh my gosh Baek, I thought that I'd lose you too!" his hyung started to cry. He hugged Baekhyun, careful not to hurt him.

Baekhyun pulled away from his hyung and reached for the pen and pad on the bed side table. He began writing.

I'm okay hyung, you don't need to worry about me. Also could you get me water and something cold to eat like ice cream? No solid foods though. My neck's burning.

"Sure," he said getting up and walking to the door. "I'll be back before you know it Baek,"

THANKS :)

"Welcome," and with that, his brother left...

The room was silent. A little too silent. Baekhyun didn't like it, he hated it. He sighed and reached for under his pillow and took out the phone. He started texting.

Hey stalker. I almost died. I would've joined my mother. I think I should've just died. The world would be happy without me. The world hates me anyway. Everything bad always happens to me. I think... I think I should just end my life. Yeah... I'll do that. But first... Do you want to know how I almost died? I'll tell you anyway, it was him again. He told me he'd leave me alone if I drink hydrochloric acid. And I did. And it led me here on a hospital bed. Why does he hate me stalker? Did I do something to him? What should I do?

Baekhyun put the phone away. If I read the reply, I'll change my mind...

The door opened to reveal the last person Baekhyun wanted to see.

Park Chanyeol.

The taller boy's eyes were fire burning Baekhyun mercilessly with it's gaze.

"You..." he huffed. "What the were you thinking?"

Baekhun stared at him like a doll. No emotions, no nothing. Chanyeol exhaled before walking up to Baekhyun and holding his shoulders in a deathly grip.

"Answer me."

Baekhyun pointed at the pen and paper.

"You're mute?" Chanyeol's eyes changed to worry. Baekhyun nodded a little avoiding eye contact with the toher then reached for the paper and pen.

Temporarily.

"Well that . Anyway, tell me why you did it?"

So that you would stop bothering me. Why do you care anyway? I'm sure you would have been the happiest man on earth if I actially died. Don't worry, I'll die after I get out of here. I'll do you a favour and get out of your life forever. So leave. I don't want you here.

"Baekhyun!" Chanyeol snatched the pen away. "What are you talking about?"

Baekhyun ignored him ripping out the paper and throwing it in the bin. Just then, Baekhyun's hyung entered.

"Baek, I got the things you wanted-" he stared at the two. "Am I disturbing something here?"

Baekhyun shook his head lifting both his arms for the bottle and ice cream tub. He drank the water letting some drizzle slowly down his neck. Chanyeol noticed this and a sudden blush appeared on his face. He turned around and faced the wall.

What the actual . Why does that look so hot?  Chanyeol shook his head and left without saying another word.

"Who was that Baek?"

Classmate.

"I-is that so?" Baekhyun nodded his head. And then his mood dropped.

Hyung, the hospital fee... We don't have enough money to pay for it... 

"It's alright Baek, don't think about that right now. Just think about getting better okay?" Baekhyun nodded. But he could tell that his hyung was stressing over the fee. He sighed. If only he could get a part time job, then at least he wouldn't be useless anymore.

But it doesn't matter now, I'll just end myself and then hyung won't have to worry about me anymore... The world will have one less person to nurture...

Night came slowly taking it's time. Baekhyun became restless... Finally when there was no one around, Baelhyun slipped out of the bed making sure not to wake his brother, who was asleep on the side of the bed and into the corridors finding the staircase. Once he found it, he climbed up to the roof. The air was cold and the hospital gown was too thin to protect him from the angry wind that swept past. Slowly, Baekhyun dragged his bare feet to the edge of the building. He looked down. The cars that went by looked like ants from where he was standing.

"Eomma... I'm coming... Wait for me okay?" his teeth chattered as he whispered. His throat burned but it was okay, the pain will go later... The wind raged on. "Hyung... You'll have one less mouth to feed and one less problem to think about. I love you... I love you all..."

The tears fell. The wind howled "P-Park Ch-Chanyeol..."

"I'll be out of your life... You'll be free from me." he sniffed. The wind seemed to just keep getting stronger and stronger. Like ty was desperate to end Baekhyun and it couldn't wait any longer. Baekhyun chuckled dryly.

"The world really does hate me. It's fine... I'm leaving it anyway..." Baekhyun squeezed his eyes shut. He heard the door behind him bang open and a pair of feet running. But before the pair of feet could make it, Baekhyun opened his mouth and whispered his last word.

"Goodbye."

He let the raging wind push him off the building with it's merciless hands. The wind laughed as Baekhyun's body tilted further and further...

And then,

He fell off.

"Byun Baekhyun!"

Bang!

A loud crack was heard from down below...

"Why?"

Baekhyun didn't answer. Instead he fisted the white duvet.

"Why!" his brother said louder making Baekhyun flinch.

"I'm useless..." Baekhyun barely whispered. His throat burned with every syllable he said. He feared that if he spoke again he'd lose his voice, not temporarily but forever. So he decided to pick up his pen and pad with his trembling fingers.

Then..

Slap!

Baekhyun's eyes widened in shock. The tingling pain spread through his cheeks. It hurt. His pen dropped from his hand.

"You idiot." was all his brother said before getting and leaving the room. Baekhyun stared at the doorway shocked before breaking into tears. He picked up his pen again and then started to write. The words came out like scribbles, his hand shook violently. Tears stained the paper and as the ink swallowed the tears, they blurred out.

I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry

Over and over again, he kept writing those words until he was tired and passed out. That night, he dreamt of what happened on the roof...

Bang!

A loud crack was heard from down below. Baekhyun looked down. A phone fell.

"You idiot." Baekhyun looked up to see Chanyeol holding his arm desperately.

"Let go of me!" Baekhyun screamed adding more strain to his throat. "Let me go!"

"No!" Chanyeol yelled back. "What the were you thinking?"

"Let go! Why do you care!" he coughed violently and thrashed around trying to pull free of Chanyeol's grip. "I was doing you all a favour!"

Chanyeol pulled Baekhyun back up with ease. Once back on the roof, he pinned him to the floor.

"Get... Off me!" tears were falling now. "Why couldn't you just let me die?"

"Cause then I'd have no one to use as a stress reliever,"

Baekhyun slapped him.

"Is that all?" he said coldly. "Is that the only reason why you stopped me!?"

"Yeah, why else would I stop you?" Chanyeol said staring down at him. He then sighed. "Aish, that phone was really expensive too..."

"I don't care. It wasn't my fault. It was yours." Baekhyun said. "Now get off me!"

Chanyeol clicked his tongue before getting up and dragging Baekhyun back into the building...

Baekhyun couldn't help but feel he was happy and relieved that someone stopped him before he could end his life. It made him feel wanted, but the person who actually saved him was his worst nightmare...

Baekhyun woke the next morning to the warm smell of lemon and honey tea. Baekhyun opened his eyes and saw a nurse brewing some tea. She noticed that he woke from his slumber.

"Byun Baekhyun?" he nodded, she smiled and brought over the cup of tea. "You shouldn't speak at all today. And take small sips of this every few minutes. Oh and the tea is quite hot so be careful, it may burn your throat if you drink too much."

Baekhyun nodded and wrote 'thank you' on the pad before taking the tea and sipping it. It did burn a little but he was thankful. He quietly sipped the tea as the nurse walked out of the room. He enjoyed the quiet peaceful morning and then his brother stepped in.

"How are you feeling?"

Good.

"Still can't talk?"

Nope. Can't utter a single word for the whole day.

"I see..." Baekhyun noticed how his hyung's eye bags became darker and bigger. His eyes were red too.

Hyung, you didn't sleep yesterday did you? Your eye bags became worse. And your eyes are red. Are you okay?

"I did sleep! Don't worry Baek, I'm fine!"

Liar.

His hyung sighed. "You know me too well."

Hyung... What happened?

"Nothing. I just couldn't sleep..." Baekhyun knew he was lying but decided not to bombard his hyung with questions. He sighed.

When he was alone, Baekhyun checked his phone.

There was a message from comfort, quite a few.

NO! Don't end your life! What are you thinking? I'm here. Don't end your life, please, just spill all your worries here! Everything. Remember what I said, I'll be the ears when you need to to rant. Don't keep everything bottled up inside Baek, let it all go. 

Baek? You didn't kill yourself right? It's been a while since you messaged. Hey, tell me you're still alive... You're still alive right?

Baekhyun. Please say something... You're still alive right? You're not dead right?

Baelhyun couldn't help but laugh a little and smile. He texted back.

I'm alive stalker, don't worry. But hey, it was that Park Chanyeol guy who stopped me from dying. He saved me stalker. He said it was because he wouldn't have anyone to take his steess out on but... For some reason something tells me he's lying...

Baekhyun watched the screen and then the reply came.

You're alive!? OMO! My heart's finally at ease... Thank the heavens above. Don't ever think about suicide ever again Baek. Remember to take out your anger or worries on me okay? No more suicidal thoughts for you young man. ;)

Baekhyun laughed and smiled. But he couldn't help but think...

He didn't say a word about Chanyeol...

But then he discarded it.

Maybe he realised Chanyeol's a bastard not worth talking about...

Baekyun shoved the phone under his pillow and fell onto the mattress. He stared up at the white ceiling.

Who is comfort?

Is he a hacker?

Is he even a boy or a girl?

Should I report it? No I shouldn't, he actually makes me smile...

But then again... Should i really trust this person?

What if he really is a stalker?

Maybe I should hunt him down... 

Baekhyun's eyes closed slowly and tiredness took over his body. He didn't even realise he fell asleep...

A voice woke him up. He looked at the time.

"Baek?" it was his brother. "The nurses said it was okay for you to try speaking again."

"How long was I asleep for?"

"A day almost. Anyway, the nurse said you can be discharged today. But you're not allowed to cry, scream or strain your voice at all," Baekhyun's hyung said smiling widely. 

"Is that so?" Baekhyun said a small smile on his lips.

"Yep. I got you a change of clothes, so once they check you again, we're out of here!" 

The nurse and doctor came in and checked him once again just to make sure everything was okay.

"You're free to go," the nurse said smiling.

Baekhyun and his hyung thanked them and then walked out of the hospital.

But they didn't know that a pair of eyes followed them. The same eyes that were in the funeral...

A/n: Time skip in the next chapter everyone! And then hugs will start to get spicy~