“Why do you always have to run away from me? We are grown up people Baekhyun, we should be able to talk about these kind of things!” You yelled at him as you walked behind him, making your way down the stairs, making sure not to trip over your own feet in your effort to catch up with him. This would happen all the time, each time you would bring up the fact that you felt that he didn’t spend enough time with you he would pretend as if you were crazy, as if you were seeing things that weren't even there before grabbing his things and getting out. Sometimes he would disappear until morning, so that you had been so worried about him that you had already forgotten about your argument, other times he would come back earlier and you would both fall asleep in silence until the next day you would act as if nothing had ever happened. But this wasn’t what you wanted anymore, you wanted to hear him say that he was sorry for being so busy, for never being able to spend time with you. You didn’t want him to run away, you wanted him to turn to you and tell you how he was feeling, but he never did. It was almost as if he was scared of showing you what was going on inside of his heart, about what he was feeling. He didn’t have any difficulties with sharing joy and amusement with you, he did nothing else than that, but as soon as you spoke up about other emotions he seemed to close off towards you, as if he closed a door and locked it with a big key. He didn’t let you see what was going on inside of his mind and you were sick of it. You knew what you had gotten into when you had first started dating him, an idol, a busy person. But he was gone much more than he had to be and you knew it, actually you weren’t that sure about his loyalty to you anymore. 

“If you’re cheating on me then I want you to tell me! I want to know it Baekhyun…” Your voice died into a small whisper as he finally turned around to look at you, a look of pure disbelieve slipping over his face. You had never brought it up to him before, what you were actually thinking. But what were you supposed to do? He was being this distanced from you since the past few months and you didn’t know what else to think anymore. Maybe there was someone else in his life who was making him happy, who understood him more than you did. But still, if he loved someone else more than you then you felt like you had the right to know it. “Cheating?! Are you ing kidding me? I’m not cheating on you ____________ for heavens’ sake.” He shouted, his cheeks becoming red as he tried to stop himself from exploding. It was clear that your words had loosened something inside of him, normally you didn’t even come towards the part where he would actually turn around and speak at you. Usually he was already gone before you would even get an answer from him, but this time you had shocked him enough to make him talk to you. “Then why are you always out so late while all your other members are already at home? Don’t tell me that you’re going for a lovely night walk Baekhyun because I don’t believe it.” Why couldn’t he just tell you the truth for once? Why couldn’t he just for once understand how hard this was for you and how much it pained you that he wouldn’t talk to you. It was different then it had been before, a few months ago he had still been very open to you, like he had always been. He had been the man you had fallen in love with, but he had changed and he didn’t seem to see that himself. What were you supposed to do? 

How much longer were you able to keep going like this? You wanted him back, you wanted the man you loved, not the guy who was standing in front of you and who was nothing like the man you had fallen for. “I’m not seeing anyone else.” His voice was harsh, he spitted the words into your direction and his eyes were cold as they pointed at you, making a shiver run down your spine. He had never spoken to you like this before, this icy and hostile, it made you feel scared. It proved to you once again how much he had changed from who he used to be and you had no idea what was the cause of it. Because he wouldn’t talk to you, each time you would bring it up he would swallow his tongue, not being able to get out of this house quickly enough and away from you as fast as he could. But this time you had had enough, this was the last time you were going to ask him. You were sick of the excuses, of waiting for him until he got home and stare at his handsome face while he had nothing to say. This wasn’t what you had expected your relationship with him to be like, even not after being together for almost three years. Had he grown tired of you, was that why he was being like this? “Why can’t you put me first, just for once? Why can’t you just stay here and talk to me?” You asked, hearing your voice crack in the middle of your question, though you doubted if he even noticed. He was staring at you, but it was almost as if he didn’t saw you, as if he was looking right through you, as if you were nothing more than a ghost to him. He was just a shadow of the person he had once been before, the popular and charming vocalist of the famous boyband that everyone adored, who you had adored. But how were you supposed to understand him or supposed to help him if he didn’t tell you what was going on inside of his mind. 

“If you leave now then you never have to come back again, do you hear me?” Tears were clouding your view, because you could tell that he wasn’t going to stay. The way his feet were pointed away from you, the way his shoulders hang in defeat as his rebellious expression changed into a sad one. It was almost as if he knew that you were going to say that to him, as if he knew that you weren’t planning to keep accepting his behavior over and over again. But then why didn’t he do something about it, why did he have to be like this over and over again? You were sure that he could see you now, breaking down right in front of his eyes, tears overflown your eyes, streaming down your cheeks like small rivers. They felt like ice on your warm cheeks, heated by the anger that was still rushing through your veins. But soon your whole body seemed to turn cold, leaving you with nothing but emptiness. “I’m so sorry ___________.” He muttered, his voice just a soft whisper before he took a step away from you, it sounded like a big hit on the wooden floor. He was always wearing his best apology, but it didn’t make your heart