Introducing the new guy.

Chanyeol feels like a pitiful zombie. He barely eats, he always sleeps and he doesn't even smile anymore. Those nightmares, as he likes to call it, keeps on haunting him. Every morning he would cry and tell kris that he's tired of those dreams and every time it happens, kris will relieve him with morning kisses and hugs.

Kris is worrying about Chanyeol's health. Although he likes taking care of his lover, he doesn't want to see Chanyeol in that state. He almost forgot about Baekhyun's existence if that guy didn't stop calling every night, asking why is he not calling or messaging him anymore. Kris doesn't want to answer. He just wants Chanyeol to get better.

And it also worries him as to why Chanyeol knows about the French restaurant incident. Kris sighs, hearing Chanyeol's gasp as 6:15 am strikes.

Chanyeol thinks he needs a break from their shared apartment, so while Kris is at work, he sneaks out and heads to a far away coffee shop. He takes the bus and wears his earphone, letting music swallow his attention. He let sleep take over his body as his droopy eyes gives up on him. 20 minutes won't hurt, right?

Unconsciously, his head falls on a stranger's shoulder, making the stranger freeze. Who the f--.

The stranger looks at Chanyeol's peaceful, but tired looking face. All he can think about while staring is... beautiful. The gorgeous stranger (yes gorgeous) is suppose to attend a birthday party, but with the beautiful person beside him sleeping on his shoulder peacefully, it looks like he won't be able to attend it. Sighing he texts his friend, Kyungsoo.

The stranger misses the bus stop to the venue so, obviously he really can't go. Letting his body relax next to the sleeping figure beside him, he waits for the last bus stop.

Chanyeol wakes up feeling rather refreshed than those times he woke up with a nightmare. The soft mattress and the silky sheets were so damn comfortable, even the scent helps him relax. That's when he opens his eyes, seeing the lime green ceiling. WAIT, our room has blue ceiling and we don't have silky sheets. He sits up immediately then checks his surrounding. The room is neat, but suspicious. WHERE AM I, OH DEAR GOD.

He fails to see a body next to him, that is until it groans. Chanyeol's eyes bulges out as he sees a God-like looking man beside him. WHAT THE HAPPENED WHERE AM I OH MY GOSH. He quickly stands up, and thanks the heaven when he sees that his clothes are still complete. Oh my God, Kris is gonna kill me! Silently he leaves the room. Checking his pocket, he trembles as he can't find his phone or wallet. That's when he remembers that he purposely left it at home. MY WALLET.

He looks around the apartment. Finally, he sees a wallet on a table beside the wall. I'm just gonna borrow some. I'm not gonna steal it. He looks for a paper and places a note next to the wallet.

Time to go home.

Chanyeol calmly opens the door to their apartment. Our apartment? Huh? Why does it sound so, familiar? Déjà vu.

He notices how silent their apartment has become. What time is it anyways? He checks the clock on the wall, and it says 8:43 am. . Kris' work is at 10 so I might bump into him right now. He doesn't want to move but his feet does otherwise. He feels his heart beating rapidly in his chest, nervousness and guilt building up inside of him.

"Where were you?"

Chanyeol jumps up. Not expecting Kris to be in the kitchen, again. He slowly turns around and meets his lover's face look.

"I-- uh," Chanyeol doesn't know what to say. It's not like he cheated on Kris, but seeing the black circles around Kris' eyes bit C