The only sounds in the room was the eerie sound of the floor board creaking as he walked toward his bed. It was still the same way he left it this morning. A small sigh left his lips, it was too hard for the boy, he missed the other terribly. 

"Why'd you have to leave like that?" he whispered as he sat on the edge of his bed, watching the rain pour down beyond the window. The boy was so saddened by the thought that he was now friendless, roommateless and now loveless. Who knew he would grow so attached to him? It was a matter of weeks before he fell hard for Park Chanyeol. 

As time passed, Byun Baekhyun grew attached to the memories he had with Chanyeol. He loved the way he was adorable, yet had that deep soothing voice. His habit of making noises before he fell asleep, everything. He loved it all, his flaws and his perfections. Yet he was still living the life when Chanyeol was still there, by his side. 

The rain trickled down the window, soon followed by Baekhyun's sigh. "It was too soon, if only.. if only it was me instead." he quietly spoke in his own room, the echoes were loud and haunting. Without Chanyeol Baekhyun felt as if he was torn in two pieces. He continued to sit in the silence of his room. As he grew tired of his frustrated thoughts, he grabbed his leather jacket and an umbrella walking out of his apartment complex, he walked a few blocks, soon reaching a park. He stood next to a bench, breathing in the humid air as the rain still poured down. "Baekhyun.." a soft whisper was heard on the bench he stood near. The voice was familiar, too familiar to be exact. "Chanyeol?!" Baekhyun shouted as he turned to see a tall boy sitting on the bench. "Neh Baekhyun?" he said with a faint smile. 

How could this be happening? Baekhyun knew Chanyeol could never come back. Why is he sitting there as if nothing happened? The many questions flooded his mind the second he saw Chanyeol sitting on that very bench.