Chanyeol picked me up at 11. I had accidently slept in until 10:30 and had to have a high-speed shower in order to be ready by 10:50. I wanted to look good for Chanyeol. Although I had promised myself a million times that this 'date' wasn't anything significant and that I was only 'experimenting' I couldn't help but feeling an impending pressure to make everything perfect. I tried on several outfits, all of which ended up scattered across my bedroom floor. Eventually I settled on a simple red pullover hoodie and denim jeans. Chanyeol hadn't seen me out of my usual joggers and shirt that I wore to practice so I wanted to give him a nice first impression of my simple fashion sense.

It felt like hours of pacing up and down my landing had passed before I finally heard a knock on the door. I jumped with excitement and ran down the stairs and to the front door checking on my mum on the way who had fell asleep on the sofa. Before opening the door I looked through the peep hole to see Chanyeol stepping from side to side nervously. I giggled as I watched him unnecessarily fix his outfit in places that didn't need fixing out of anxiety.

"Hello," I beamed after unlocking the door. Chanyeol cleared his throat and greeted me back.

"Hello, Bbaek." He smiled and waved. His smile was always so gueniune when he looked at me. The toothy grin and wide eyes that lit up whenever we were together could instantly brighten my day. I felt as if I could fly when Chanyeol smiled at me.

"Where are we going to go?" I asked. No details were decided the night before and I was completely oblivious to what Chanyeol had in mind.

"Ah, I planned a few things," a hint of confidence and pride occupied his voice. I was so used to awkward, shy Chanyeol that I was completely taken aback by this sudden reveal of another side of him but I couldn't lie; it was damn attractive.

Chanyeol lead me away from my doorstep and onto the path infront of my house. Conveniently we both lived within walking distance of eachother and town. I assumed Chanyeol was taking me shopping or to a café though I was pleasantly surprised when he lead me through the front doors of the towns newly built cinema.

"I booked tickets" he grinned excitedly as he pulled two sheets of paper from his pocket and waved them in my face. The fact he had gone so far as to plan ahead made me feel special and important. The butterflies I was well acquainted with grew in my stomach once again as we got popcorn and found our screen. Chanyeol bought us a large bag of salted popcorn despite the fact he much prefered sweet. "I would like what you would like." he told me sweetly causing the butterflies in my stomach to dance hysterically.

The movie was beautiful but sad. It told the story of a couple who were drifting apart. The wife had been diagnosed with lung cancer but hadn't told her husband. When he showed up on her doorstep with divorce papers she asked him to pretend he still loved her for one more week. He felt himself falling in love again during those 7 days. The week passed and the husband took the signed divorce papers and left hesitantly. Only to find she passed away a few days later due to the tumor in her lungs.

I could hear Chanyeol stuffing his face with our popcorn the whole way through . I wondered how he could possible breath in between each large mouthful. 

The credits rolled onto the screen and a numb sorrow pressed against my chest as a lump formed in my throat. The ending had left me broken and I couldn't help but tear up. I looked over at Chanyeol with wet cheeks. He was grinning at me mockingly.

"Are you crying?" He tried to hold in his laugh.

"You're heartless!" I exclaimed unbelieving that the ending didn't make him tear up one bit.

"Crying won't change anything." he chuckled. "The ending was always going to be the same." I frowned at him slightly.

He playfully punched my arm. "You're cute, Bbaek" I giggled as I tried to hide my pink cheeks in the collar of my hoodie. For the first time in forever a strange feeling took over my body. It was an obscure mixture of pure happiness and content that made me wander that I might just be falling in love with Park Chanyeol. I kept it to myself though, the fear of judgement, rejection and going too fast stopped me from saying my feelings out loud so I buried them in hopes that if this was really love Chanyeol would speak up first. Even though we both 'liked' one another things didn't quite seem confirmed just yet.

Afterwards Chanyeol took me to a sweet, quiet coffee shop in the corner of town. He insisted on paying for my drink no matter how many times I refused his kind offer. Stubbornly he gave the woman at the counter the correct change from his own pocket leaving me defeated. As we placed our ordered drinks and cakes onto our chosen table Chanyeol excused himself to go to the bathroom. I leaped at the opportunity to pay him back by slipping a note and some coins into the pocket of his coat he had left on the chair.  In hopes that I hadn't been spotted I turned back to my own seat and jumped when I found Chanyeol sitting their grinning. "I saw that." He teased with a giddy smile. I hung my head with a guilty pout. "I want to make you smile today, Bbaek. That means I pay for everything." He stuck his nose in the air stubbornly before walking over to his coat and taking the money out of his pockets. He grabbed my hand and dropped the money into my palm. His touch was soft and gentle as if he was holding a porcelain doll. I stared up into his eyes and he stared back into mine. I wanted to stop time in the little coffee shop and stand staring up with my hand in his forever. Chanyeol subtly edged closer until I could feel his warm breath against my nose. My knees became weak and my arms tensed up at his intimate action. I didn't quite know why I moved away at that moment, I could blame it on the population of the coffee shop who's stares were burning into my back, or I could blame it on the raging storm of emotions within me, but one thing is for sure; Tao's annoying tendency to interrupt whenever me and Chanyeol were together was a massive factor.

"Baekhyun, Chanyeol! Fancy seeing you here." He grinned stupidly as he pulled us into a friendly hug. I looked up at Chanyeol who seemed extremely frustrated by Tao's sudden appearance.

"I should go." I had become flustered due to being caught in such an intimate moment by one of my friends. I fumbled as I put on my coat and hurried out of the coffee shop quickly thanking Chanyeol as I passed with red cheeks. Half of me felt hugely embarrassed whereas the other half of me begged to go back in time to that moment. Nevertheless, I continued to walk down the pathway that lead home.

After running passed the living room which was filled with my mum's shameless snoring I slumped onto my bed and took out my phone from my pocket. The screen was lit up by a single text message.

[Unknown Number]: I'm sorry!

I assumed it was Chanyeol.

[Me]: Don't worry it's not your fault. I shouldn't have left you :(

I replied before changing the contact name.

[Chanyolk]: It's ok. I understand why you left haha. We should go out another time though. Maybe further away from here. Somewhere special. :D

Smiling madly I quickly typed a reply.

[Me]: I would really, really like that! :)))))

[Chanyolk]: Me too x

[Chanyolk]: See you at practice.