I realized as I was writing this, that Baekhyun sounds very creepy and very obsessive. I’m so sorry, Baek! I didn’t mean to do that, I swear! LOL!

But then again that’s probably how someone in love would think. I get those two mixed up sometimes.

AND I’M SORRY. I KNOW I PROMISED EVERYONE FLUFF but this song’s lyrics are like deep! Please forgive me. I haven’t proofread this yet. Also, sorry if this didn’t make sense.

SOZ FO EVERYTHANG.

listen to me! 

Baekhyun eyes the driver also known as his best friend, or as he calls him, Yifan, from the passenger seat as he was ranting on about a football match or whatever. He was too preoccupied at how beautiful the taller looked as the sun shone on him, making Baekhyun feel like he was god’s gift to the human race.

Yifan groans in frustration as he ran his fingers through his locks, “You’re not listening to me, are you, Baek?”

Baekhyun could only laugh at how well Yifan knew him.

I don’t think that passenger seat has ever looked this good to me;

He tells me about his night and I count the colors in his eyes;

He’ll never fall in love he swears as he runs his fingers through his hair; I’m laughing ‘cause I hope he's wrong

I don't think it ever crossed his mind, he tells a joke, I fake a smile.

Baekhyun knew everything about Yifan. Sure, it sounds creepy but what does he care? Yifan didn’t mind. Yifan knew of his best friend’s obsession with him. He actually liked it, not that he’d admit it out loud. Baekhyun would deny this. He would deny that he was in love with his best friend.

He would lie.

I could tell you his favorite color's green, he loves to argue, born on the seventeenth;

His sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyes, and if you asked me if I love him;

I’d lie.

Baekhyun wasn’t surprised when Yifan was at the door at 4.00 p.m. sharp on the weekends and asked for coffee like it was his own house and Baekhyun was a butler or a maid even. He didn’t need to ask why Yifan was there, he knew.

He had him memorized from day one.

He looks around the room, innocently overlooks the truth.

Shouldn’t a light go on?

Doesn’t he know that I’ve had him memorized for so long?

Baekhyun was in love with him. Yifan didn’t know that. Maybe he did and he’s just ignoring it? Baekhyun wasn’t sure, but he wasn’t going to stop him from getting his own fairytale ending.

 He’d let Yifan be happy even if it meant he would have to suffer for the rest of his life.

He sees everything black and white

Never let nobody see him cry

I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine

Everything must come to an end. Yifan would have to leave and Baekhyun would be left to endure the pain. He’d hold his breath and he’d let it go.

 He’s going to fine. He’s going to be okay.

He stands there then walks away, my god if I could only say, I’m holding every breath for you.

To escape the pain, he’d think of all the wonderful thoughts and memories of Yifan. He would remember the time Yifan played the guitar for him, even though he was bad at it, Baekhyun would give an A+ for effort. Yifan was one of those people who can read a person like he can a book.

It was easy to read everyone else, but it was extremely difficult for him to read Byun Baekhyun.

He’d never tell you but he can play guitar, I think he can see through everything but my heart.

Baekhyun’s thoughts when he wakes up are always revolving around the tall man. He would wonder how he was doing. How he was so flawless and perfect. Baekhyun could cry at his perfectness. He was so…boring and normal in comparison. No way Yifan would be attracted to him.

He would just pray for a miracle to happen.

First thought when I wake up is, my god he’s beautiful;

So I put on my make up and pray for a miracle

“Do you love me, Byun Baekhyun?”

“No.”

“No?”

“Nope.”

If you asked me if I love him, I’d lie.