"Yah, Baekhyun. Did you have to say that in front of my parents?"

I followed him towards his car

He kept walking, ignoring my question.

He was opening his car's door when I called him again.

"Byun Baekhyun."

Just then he closed his car's door again before leaning against it to face me.

"Did you really have to go that far? Bringing my parents into this?" I asked him with a frown.

"I miss you."

"Answer me, Baekhyun."

"I miss you." He said it softer this time and I can't help but to notice how my heart was thumping unusually faster.

I can't stresss this enough. But, I really, really don't like how he still has this kind of effect on me.

"I miss you, Joohyun." He said it again as he came closer to me and with his right hand tried reaching mine.

Which I brushed off.

What does he expect?

I took a deep breath before I said.

"Baekhyun, can you do me a favor?"

"I'd really appreciate it if you would kindly stop your antics."

Baekhyun lowered his head for a while before staring straight at me.

"I meant every words I said, Joohyun."

Do I even believe him?

"I'm sorry. But, if you think it will make a difference. You're wrong."

"It doesn't concern me whether or not you think that I matter in your life. What concerns me is, in mine, you don't."

He looked hurt by my words. But, I couldn't care less.

"Then, t