"I don't want to see you near him ever again!" A pained cry echoed through "It's all your fault!" 

Sehun shot up, the air caught in his lungs. He hunched to the side and coughed, hands grasping for the bottle of water that was stationed on his bedside table. A soft hand gently rubbed his back and patted it occasionally as he got his breath back. 

Finally getting his breath back he turned around and choked in shock. 

"B-Beakhyun?!"

the older boy stood over him, emotionless. The hand that was once on his back, helping him, slowly came up and around his neck. The grasp was tight and was quickly cutting off any chance Sehun had of breathing. He pounded against Baekhyun and tried to fight him off, but all his energy was draining away fast. 

"it's all your fault Sehun"

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Sehun sat up, alerted. His heart pounded quickly and his vision was blotchy. His hand came up and felt his neck. It seemed so real..

"Sehun?" 

Sehun froze. There was no way.

slowly turning around he came face to face with a concerned Baekhyun. 

"Are you alright?" 

"Wha- what happened?" Sehun's voice shook

Baekhyun sat on the ground, directly facing Sehun. "Uh.. We came back to your place to do the geography assignment and you fell asleep?" 

Sehun looked around, he recognised his living room. The cream white walls with leather couches, one of which he sat on, and a glass coffee table stationed in the middle. The soft rug that sat underneath said table, and the TV which was strung up on the wall beneath the fireplace. 

"Right.. Sorry." 

Baekhyun smiled. "It's not exactly a problem. I got a bit of the work done, sorry I didn't wake you by the way. You look really peaceful" he turned a