It was another day, which meant another day in the studio, and another day with the beautiful Byun Baekhyun. Chanyeol felt his heart clinch in pain and pleasure just at the thought of the other. He crawled out of bed, almost happily, and got ready.

Chanyeol would never openly admit it, but he had a shrine of sorts dedicated to Baekhyun; it was only a photo album but it was enough for Chanyeol. He was able to take pictures of the object of his affection without having to stalk him or be creepy; he felt that this was a perk to being a photographer. Those photos did the model no justice though, the real Byun Baekhyun was much more beautiful.

Chanyeol was making some coffee when someone began ringing his doorbell rather frantically.

"Stop ringing my doorbell and just come in!" He called, knowing that it was Sehun.

It was a habit now, unlocking the door before making coffee since Sehun came over every morning anyway.

"Hyung!" Sehun burst into the room in a state of panic. "Oh my god!"

"Calm down, Sehun-ah," Chanyeol told him as he poured himself a cup of coffee and took a sip. "Now, tell me what's the matter?"

Sehun entered the apartment and closed the door behind him. The younger boy just shrugged before taking a seat.

"One of these days," He muttered staring at Chanyeol. "One of these days I will get you to actually react."

The photographer just laughed.

"Tough luck, Sehun-ah," Chanyeol gave him a look over his mug. "You've been barging into my apartment every morning in the exact same fashion for almost a year; so unless you actually have dire news, I won't."

His assistant just crossed his arms and pouted and Chanyeol was reminded that Sehun was actually younger than he appeared.

"Damn it, hyung, one of these days…" The younger male muttered again.

Chanyeol just chuckled softly at the other; he always had fun when he was with Sehun.

It was quite obvious that Baekhyun wasn't really feeling himself today and he seemed to be lacking his usual glow and energy; Chanyeol was quite worried.

"Baekhyun-ssi," The photographer called after a few more mediocre shots. "Let's take a break."

The model didn't react for several moments, but then nodded and gave him a tiny smile; that alone was enough to make him feel like he was flying. Next thing he knew, Baekhyun was right in front of him and Chanyeol didn't even remember seeing him move.

"Bae-Baekhyun-ssi," He stuttered, his face heating up. "Can I help you?"

Even his eyes were lacking their usual sparkle; it was quite heartbreaking.

"I… I'm not feeling well," His voice was soft, barely audible. "Do you think we could end the day early?"

Chanyeol gulped, trying to swallow his nervousness, for Baekhyun seemed to be unconsciously moving closer to him.

"O-of course…" Chanyeol stuttered hopelessly, his heart pounding against his ribcage. "We can continue tomorrow…"

"Thank you, photographer-ssi," Baekhyun replied, a small but sad smile on his face. He seemed a little happier with this news, but Chanyeol could tell it didn’t really change anything in terms of his mood.

And then he gave Chanyeol a light hug and the taller male felt himself die a little on the inside, but in a very good way. It ended all too soon, though, and when Baekhyun moved away, the photographer couldn't help but feel a little empty and cold.

“Oh, I don’t even know your name…” Baekhyun was saying now, peering up at the photographer innocently.

“It… it’s Chanyeol, Park Chanyeol…” Chanyeol gulped, trying to stay composed in front of the other.

“Park Chanyeol…” The model muttered to himself, like he was testing how it felt to say it. Chanyeol loved the way he said it; it just sounded so good in his voice. “Well, I’ll see you tomorrow okay, Chanyeol-ssi?”

And then he was walking away and Chanyeol felt like he could die happy. Well, almost. He was now one step closer to his Baekhyun, though, and damn it felt amazing. He was still a little upset that he couldn’t spend more time with the model though; today’s photo shoot had lasted barely three hours. The model really looked, sounded and acted like he wasn’t feeling well though, so Chanyeol decided that one short day couldn’t hurt, at least not too much. He couldn’t help but wonder what had happened though; Baekhyun had been his usual wonderful self just the day before.

“Stop thinking so hard, you might hurt yourself,” Chanyeol was startled out of his thoughts by Sehun’s voice.

“Shut up, Sehun-ah,” The photographer rolled his eyes as he removed his camera from around his neck. “Today was a lot shorter than expected… What do you want to do now?”

Sehun didn’t reply though, so Chanyeol stopped what he was doing and turned to look at him. The younger male was staring rather intently at something, but the photographer could not see what it was from where he was standing.

“What do you think happened to him?” Sehun then asked.

“Huh? Who?” Chanyeol was confused by the rather sudden change in subject.

“Byun Baekhyun.”

That immediately caught the taller male’s attention. He moved to where Sehun was standing to see a figure sitting on the floor with his knees against his chest and his head buried in his arms, but there was no mistaking that it was Baekhyun.

“I’m going to go see what’s wrong.”

And before Chanyeol could react, Sehun was making his way to the model. The photographer followed after him, but stopped quite a bit away from Sehun and the object of his affection, feeling unexplainably nervous.

“Baekhyun-ssi?” Sehun whispered to Baekhyun gently before placing a hand on the model’s shoulder and kneeling down in front of him. “Is everything okay?”

Baekhyun didn’t react at all for a long time, but then he looked up and it was obvious that he had been crying. Chanyeol felt his heart clinch at the sight and he wanted nothing more than to run over there and embrace the other and let him cry into his chest. He suppressed the desire though, and continued to silently watch.

“…Sehun-ssi,” Chanyeol’s eyes widened when he heard Baekhyun say his assistant’s name; how did he know the younger male’s name but not his? He noticed that Sehun’s eyes widened as well; he seemed just as surprised as Chanyeol was.

“Baekhyun-ssi,” Sehun said again. “Did something happen?”

Chanyeol watched Baekhyun’s mouth move but couldn’t hear what was said. The photographer felt jealously bubbling within him when Sehun pulled Baekhyun into his arms and the model laid his head upon the younger male’s shoulder. The photographer knew it was simply in comfort but he couldn’t help but wish he were in Sehun’s position at that moment.

Little did any of them know, though, that Lu Han was watching as well.

End of chapter 3

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