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When the loud sobbing turned to muffled sounds of sniffles Chanyeol pulled away slightly. The sight was painful to see—Baekhyun, who was loved for his bright radiant smiles and sparkling eyes, was now reduced to an after look of a sobbing mess; red puffy eyes, wet cheeks, snot. It all pained Chanyeol.

“Here.” A handkerchief was gently handed to Baekhyun who hesitantly took it. “Fix yourself. I’ll wait for you at the usual. Take as long as you need.”

There was finality in his voice that left Baekhyun both confused and scared. They still had class to attend to, meet out in broad daylight? What is he planning? But before he could form a reply, Chanyeol continued with voice still firm.

“If anyone asks tell them we did not speak. Jongdae and Jongin are somewhere outside on the lookout.”

Without another word, Chanyeol walked out silently without looking back. Baekhyun was again left alone and speechless.

The image Baekhyun saw of himself in the mirror sent a pitying feeling inside of him. He broke down, in front of Chanyeol no less. He felt tired.. exhausted, the crying draining his strength away.

He splashes water to his face, removing any trace of tears; inhales and exhales heavily pumping himself up to return back to his self before all the mess.

The canvas he placed in front of him had parts of hugely smudged paint ruining the beautiful painting it once was. He sighed at the sight; it looks like he’s going to have to repeat it again or at least figure out how to fix the ruined painting.

With one last look at the mirror and when he deemed himself ready, he leaves.

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Baekhyun was walking the isolated path to Green Park Paths. Jongdae and Jongin met him outside the restroom after making sure there was no one around and gave him concerned looks to which he simply replied with a smile. Much to Baekhyun’s dislike, the two took responsibility of his things and took hold of his canvas telling him that they’d take care of it and pushes him forward to meet Chanyeol as planned.

Trees swayed peacefully around Baekhyun, the sound of rustling wind the only thing heard aside from the distant occasional sounds inside the university buildings. He loved walking at this part of the campus, away from the hustle and bustle. Students rarely walked these paths as it was too far a distance for their liking.

The sight of Chanyeol leaning against his car while looking above made Baekhyun want to turn around and hide. But it was too late as the taller looked his way and spotted him.

He wasn’t called out nor was he gestured to come near, Chanyeol simply stood looking at him with eyes he can’t seem to decipher what mea