Those touches were too much for Chanyeol to handle.

 

That was what he thought as he held back his breath.

Baekhyun was close enough.

 

Close enough.

 

“Look, erm…”

Chanyeol cleared his throat before talking.

 

“Hmm?”

Baekhyun hummed, with his hands on Chanyeol’s neck.

 

“I think I should go.”

Chanyeol replied, as he broke free from Baekhyun’s touch.

 

Honestly speaking, Baekhyun felt hurt as he saw Chanyeol put his hands away.

 

Does he dislike my touches?

Baekhyun thought.

Baekhyun thought that he might be over-thinking, thus brushing the thoughts away from his mind.

 

“…Okay…”

Baekhyun replied, putting his hands away from him.

 

Chanyeol nodded his head awkwardly.

“Right…”

Chanyeol said as he still standing at his position.

 

“So…”

 

 

“Bye.”

Chanyeol interrupted before Baekhyun could even reply.

He went out of the room and went straight to the front door.

 

Baekhyun sighed and followed behind, quietly.

 

He stood at the side, looking at Chanyeol fumbling with his shoes.

 

“Damn this shoes,”

Chanyeol cursed beneath his breath, but those words were loud enough for Baekhyun to hear.

 

Baekhyun tried not to laugh.

He squatted down and helped Chanyeol with those shoes.

Lifting one of Chanyeol feet, slowly putting it into the shoes.

Chanyeol was embarrassed by Baekhyun’s doing.

Damn, he was big enough to do all this by himself.

He looked how gently Baekhyun tied his shoelaces and initiated to tie the other one.

 

“Done.”

Baekhyun looked up as he still squatted down, with all smiles.

 

Chanyeol’s face flushed red.

“Thanks. Bye.”

 

He quickly turned around and reached for the doorknob.

He turned, but the door would not budge.

 

“Silly, the keys.”

Baekhyun said as he pulled Chanyeol behind and unlock the door.

“Here you go.”

 

All Chanyeol want was to dig a hole and bury him in.

 

“it’s okay.”

Baekhyun said softly as he brushed his hands along Chanyeol’s hair.

 

Chanyeol just ducked and walked out of the door.

Before he made a turn, he turned around.

 

“I really like you.”

Chanyeol said, with a serious face.

 

Baekhyun leaned against the door fram and smiled.

“Yeah,”

 

Chanyeol smiled.

 

“I know.”

Baekhyun continued.

 

Chanyeol waved and began to walk home.

Baekhyun felt all warm inside.

 

Is this what they called, love?

Baekhyun thought as he closed the door.

 

 

 

 

“Are you alright?”

Sehun asked as put his bag on the tabletop.

 

“Yeah.”

Chanyeol replied, trying to put on a smile.

 

No, he’s not.

Sehun thought.

 

Look how pale Chanyeol’s face was.

Sehun also noticed that Chanyeol was clenching on his trousers on the lap tightly.

 

“You sure? Where’s your medicine?”

Sehun asked, observing him.

 

“I’m really alright.”

Chanyeol said, with a hint of irritation.

 

“Okay.”

Sehun began to sit down.

His eyes were still on Chanyeol.

He knew Chanyeol was lying, right infront of him.

 

Something is not right.

Sehun thought as he slowly took out his course book.

 

 

“Good morning, Chanyeol!”

Baekhyun chimed as he walked towards his table, right behind Chanyeol.

 

“Hi!”

Chanyeol said with his most up-beat tone.

 

Liar.

Sehun thought.

He saw how Chanyeol patted on his face before turning around to greet Baekhyun face to face.

 

Yeah, those pats made Chanyeol’s face redder, giving a healthy glow.

 

Baekhyun smiled as he sat down.

Chanyeol smiled back.

 

“Do you have anything else after school?”

Baekhyun sasked.

 

“Nope.”
Chanyeol replied, smiling.

 

“Let’s go the the café again!”

 

“Sure.”

 

“No.”

Sehun interrupted as he held onto Chanyeol’s arms.

Chanyeol turned to face him, with a frown.

 

“You can’t drink coffee.”

Sehun emphasized on the word ‘coffee’.

 

“You can’t?”

Baekhyun asked, with a puzzeled look on his face.

 

Chanyeol glared at Sehun and quickly turned to Baekhyun.

“No, I can. Don’t listen to him.”

Chanyeol replied as he smiled.

 

Suddenly, Chaneyol felt a thug at his chest.

He held his breath as he clenched on to the shirt near his chest.

 

“Damn, I knew it. You’re lying.”

Sehun scolded as he took out his phone.

“Hello, Aunt? Did Cha…”

Before Sehun could even finish his sentence, his phone was being smacked down on the floor.

 

“Why did you call mom?”

Chanyeol said, with a hint of anger in his tone.

 

“Look, you’re unwell okay.”

Sehun said sternly as he glared at Chanyeol.

“I need to know whether you had your medicine in the morn’!”

 

“There’s no need of you to be nosey.”

Chanyeol said, but louder.

 

“Hah. Nosey?”

Clearly, Sehun was hurt by the words.

“You think I like to be nosey?”

 

 

“If you don’t like, then stop meddling with my matters!”

Chanyeol snapped back.

 

“Wait. Chill guys…”

Baekhyun on the side knew that he had to stop them.

Or else, the matter would go worse.

 

“Fine.”

Sehun huffed and put all his stuff back to his back.

He carried his bag behind his back.

“Remember what you’ve said.”

 

After saying, Sehun stormed out of the classroom.

 

“, wait!”

Baekhyun shouted, causing the other classmates turned around to their direction.

Clearly, it was loud enough, but Sehun did not turn stop.

 

“What are you doing, Chanyeol?”

Baekhyun asked him, grabbing Chanyeol by the arms, forcing him to turn around.

“Damn you….”

 

As he turned Chanyeol around, he saw Chanyeol’s face turning pale, and he was gasping for air.

Chanyeol held onto his shirt tightly.

 

Yes, Sehun was right.
Baekhyun thought.

Something was not right.

 

“Chanyeol, Chanyeol.”

Baekhyun panicked as he pat onto Chanyeol’s face.

 

CHanyeol’s head had tilted backwards, with his half-closed eyes.

He must been losing his consciousness.

 

 

“Hey, Hey!”

Baekhyun shouted as he pat hardly on Chanyeol’s face.

Some of the classmates had came over to see what had happened.

 

“Is he alright?”

Classmate A asked anxiously.

 

Chanyeol’s face was damn pale and he was gasping for air.

 

“Am….AM..AMBULANCE!”

Baekhyun yelled.

“PLEASE, CALL THE AMBULANCE!”

 

Some clasmates quickly took their phones out and began to dialed for ambulance, while others were whispering among themselves.

 

“.”

Baekhyun cursed.

“You’ve gotta be alright!”

He said as he shooked Chanyeol.

 

Baekhyun did not care whether Chanyeol have heard him or not.

All he wanted was Chanyeol to be alright.

 

 

 

But, Chanyeol did not reply.

 

 

All he did was gasping for the air, holding onto his own shirt tightly...

 

 

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a/n:

Sorry for the long updates.

We have school assignments to complete, so yeah.

 

there's somehting between Sehun and Chanyeol. Please look forward to it.

i have no idea how blue_paintedsky is going to continue from here.

So please look forward to it ^^

 

 

Thank you guys for the comments and also subscirbed to this fic too T^T