"Chanyeol... Am I different?" There comes Baekhyun's hesitant voice as he plopped his head on the soft mattress on Chanyeol's bed.
Chanyeol looked down at his sad demeanor and continued to casually strip his clothes for him to change for something more comfortable.
"Yeah, why?" He asked. Not thinking what Baekhyun does really want to mean.
"Oh no... Is it bad?" Baekhyun lifted his eyes only to see half-naked Chanyeol who's trying to put on a shirt. The teller glanced at his best friend and saw how depressed his expression was.
"Why? Of course, it's not. You're different from others. You're cuddly. You're clumsy a little bit... but you're nice and you're the best person who cared for me and my decisions truly." He explained casually as he left his used clothes on the carpeted floor of his room.
"That's not what I mean Chanyeol..." Baekhyun pouted as he trailed off his thoughts. He felt so bad, getting bullied and called out hurting names and he came to a conclusion that there's something with him.
Chanyeol plopped on the bed beside Baekhyun as he stared at his best friend.
"Is there something wrong? Did someone tell you you're different in a negative way?" His tone changed in a deep serious tone.
Baekhyun looked up once more, now with tears welling in his eyes.
"Would you hate and avoid me if what they are telling is true?— I mean... I feel like... it's uhh..." Baekhyun trailed off his thoughts as he sat above the bed, facing Chanyeol who was waiting for a clear response.
"They say that... I'm gay." Baekhyun bowed his head, feeling ashamed of himself.
Chanyeol immediately sat at the bed too. These are the times that Chanyeol need to be ultra-gentle to his best friend as he wiped the welling tears on the latter's eyes and lifted his chin with his index and thumb finger.
"Is it true?" Chanyeol asked carefully as he looked at the latter's eyes. The boy's expression in front of him is unbearable.
"I don't know..." he sniffled. He just scanned Chanyeol's expression but he didn't see anything but gentleness and fondness.
"They call me different names when you're not around. They call me a fag, a disgrace, they told me that no one will love me, that I don't deserve my life, they call me—"
"Shhh...." Chanyeol had the urge to hug the small male to stop the latter from feeling more miserable.
"I'm just scared that you will leave me if they continue to bully me like that... I heard one telling me that no one wanted to befriend a gay..." He finally whimpered as he wet the latter's shirt with his tears.
Chanyeol got stuck in the heart with the pain that Baekhyun is carrying. Honestly, ever since, Chanyeol never treated Baek like a man, he treated Baekhyun like he's fragile and vulnerable like he's someone who's identified as a girl. And it hurts him that Baekhyun had to be with these harsh and bully people around him who have always something bad to say.
"I will not leave you, Baek. Why would I do that? You're the person I trust the most. Don't even ever think about me, leaving you. Whatever you are, I will accept you in my life because you accepted me wholly." Chanyeol murmured as he stared at the afternoon raise behind the glass window with his heart feeling guilty of not having there all the time with Baekhyun.
"Thanks, Chanyeol. Even that you have other friends already, you still have the time to check up on me and give me attention. You're the only friend I have and it's scary for me that you'll ignore me and avoid me like everyone is telling me." Baekhyun sniffled as he hugged Chanyeol's waist.
"You're always welcome Baek. I'm sorry if I divided my time for you from other things. I should have been a better friend for you. From now on, you will be my number one priority." He mumbles as he pulled away from the hug and smiled at the smaller who smiled back.
"I love you, Chanyeol. Thanks for being my friend." Baekhyun spoke lowly as he sighed in relief.
"Welcome, Baek. You're always welcome. And I'm always here." He responds. Baekhyun calmed down the second Chanyeol hugged him warmly.
"You left your articles of clothing on the floor again, Yeol. How many times do I have to tell you that used clothes should be in the dirty clothes basket." Baekhyun pouted as he eyed Chanyeol disappointingly.
Chanyeol laughed awkwardly as he glanced at the dirty clothes.
"Sorry! I'll pick them up right away."
Neither do they know that they're creating something beautiful?
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💕C H A N Y E O L 'S P O V💕
"PRRRRRTTT!!! Chanyeol!! WHAT are you doing!?" My coach yelled at me for the— I don't know how many times because I honestly admit, my mind is far from playing basketball, and damn it, I don't care. I obnoxiously dribbled the ball once more before passing it to Kris.
"I just don't feel like practicing today..." I sighed for the umpteenth time. Frustration was eating my mood.
"I CAN SEE THAT! SO CAN YOU PLEEEAAASEEE DO FEEL LIKE PRACTICING TODAY?! THE GAME IS NEAR! COOPERATE!" The mad ugly fat irritating coach of mine yelled as he reddened in annoyance IF ONLY YOU WEREN'T MY COACH...
"Water break!" He groaned while shaking his head at me. Oh, whatever...
We headed to the locker room to change. I'm taking off my annoying rubber shoes when a repulsive face of Jongin replaced the stupid hangers. I'm angry and I don't know why. I want to break things, perhaps break this stupid face in front of me? Tch.
"What is your problem? Is it about Jieun? Did she cheat on you?" The stupid man asked.
"None of your business." I hissed as I grabbed a dry shirt in my locker to wear.
'Hey, it's okay. Besides he's correct, you're with Jieun, you should go with her.' The thought replayed in my mind,
He didn't even try to chase me? Can you imagine that?
"What? Chase who? Imagine what??" The jerk asked again while raising a brow. He can't shut his mouth. This mouth of his gonna gets him in real trouble.
"Are you testing my patience?" I growled as I glared at him. I hope he already realized that I'm mad at this time or else he's gonna receive some intentional punches on the face.
"Dude, easy, is it about Baekhyun? Cause I heard something happened about you two, and with that transferee guy." Lay butted in while sitting beside me, still dripping in sweat.
"That Baekhyun kid and Chanyeol have misunderstandings this morning, that's what his behaviors acting all about." Suho joined not even looking in their direction as he took off his rubber shoes.
"That explains why you're angry with the world?" Tao raised a brow while his teasing tone was laced in his statement. It's not even sounded like a question.
I sighed, "This new guy is targeting Baekhyun. Like every time! He picked Baekhyun to tour him around. Why my him? And then before lunch, I saw his dirty arms resting around Baek's shoulders. And then, as a good friend, I asked Baekhyun of course, if he's hungry, as usual, and offered him to join us with Jieun, but then that tall bastard butted in again saying this and that, and the worst thing, Baekhyun sided him up over me! Like, C'mon! I'm his best friend! He's supposed to agree with me, not him! I just want to punch that jerk on the face and break his arm." It just came out of my mouth.
Instead of comforting me, they just laughed at me as I told them a joke. These fuckers...
"You my friend, have some little malfunction in your feelings." Kris laughed with the others.
"Don't you dare laugh at me!" I glared. I'm not in the mood, I don't want this court to be a massacre area.
"We're best friends since freshman years right? Then did you ever ask us when we're hungry? Or did you get fired up when you saw one of us clinging to someone? Chanyeol, take note he is just your friend, not your girl or boy, though Baekhyun looks really confusing sometimes." Fucking Lay commented while chuckling, good to him, he earned a punch in the ribs. One more and my palms---
"In short he's jealous! The great Par—"
"Fuck! What's that for?!" He argued when I smacked his face.
"For commenting? I guess..want more? I still got some here. AND I'M NOT JEALOUS." I glared, seeing Jongin back away rubbing his reddened forehead from the harsh shove that he deserves.
"Blabla, tch. You're freaking defensive moron!" Jongin rolled his eyes at me, throwing a sharp look. You called me what?
I stood up abruptly and neared him, about to throw him on the lockers but Suho stopped me from doing so. He's getting way out of the line.
Suho pulled me onto the bench and patted my back. I flickered an obnoxious look at him. He stared at me and sighed.
"You know Chanyeol, you shouldn't worry too much about Baekhyun. You can't keep him around always, besides he's quite right, you have a girlfriend. You can't control Baekhyun from encountering people out there. Besides, people are starting to talk about your relationship with Byun. And honestly speaking, it wasn't pleasant news. You knew that Baekhyun is attracted to men already right? Give him the freedom to do the things he wants. He's not yours, to begin with." This is why I sometimes don't want to get famous pieces of advice from Suho because sometimes he throws me at certain realizations.
"Now, don't involve Baek's sexuality here. I just want what's best for him." I argued threateningly. Why the fuck would that be a sin.
"You can't control him. And I see them this lunch eating happily with that new guy in the cafeteria. They were so close that if you saw them in the first look, you'll judge that they're dating." Jongin retorted as backfire from the slap but then he quickly crept his way beside Lay. Oh god, please don't let this poor guy near me, or else he'll be in trouble.
"You can't avoid the possibility that Sehun will possibly be his friend. Or even closer as friends. You knew that Baekhyun is different bro." Kris looked down at me. Shit, I can't open my mouth.
I can't say a thing. Fuck why are y'all guys so mean?
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💕T H I R D P E R S O N 'S POV💕
"You can't talk now?" Suho sighed."I understand why you're possessive around Baekhyun. I know how he means to you, but I think it's not a good idea to make him feel like he's yours. What if...What if someday he'll fall in love with you because of what you're showing him? What will you do? Will you accept his feelings? Some possibilities like that you know. And I know you're straight so he wouldn't have a chance." Suho seriously spoke while looking at Chanyeol, waiting for his response.
"I... It will never happen." Chanyeol stuttered while averting his eyes away from the other's intense stares. He tensed as if nervous about the sudden and unexpected question from his hyung, Suho.
When Suho knew that Chanyeol cannot rebut anymore, he hooked his arm around the latter's neck, "I can see that you're confused. I just want to say that, if I were you, I'll lessen my worry for Baekhyun and divert it instead to Jieun. You know what I mean. You hang out with Baekhyun every weekend, right? Baekhyun sleeps at your house oftentimes. You trust Baekhyun so much more than your girl. You invest effort for him more than with her. Drive him in and out of the school or around anywhere, call him every day or night, text him all the time, worry about his health, about his feelings, about his entire life. Chanyeol, it's not a normal thing to do with these to him. It's the kind of thing that relationships do. Don't take this wrong but you're getting too far." Suho's statements made the rest of the locker room in a heavy atmosphere. It was like no one is inside. Kris, Lay, Jongin, and specially Chanyeol was outstruck, slightly shocked from what they heard. On the other hand, Suho just patted the taller's head.
Chanyeol was taken aback, he was drowned in deep thoughts. His breathing hitched as if he realized that something is wrong already. As for Lay, Kris and Jongin, they just kept quiet as they fix their composures with a 'is this a good idea?' look on their faces.
"Easy for you to say. You're not the one in my position." Chanyeol suddenly muttered. His heart pounding and he was trying to calm his breathing.
"He's the only one I got who never left me." His voice is raspy and rough as if dried up from the previous conversation. He just looked into the thin air, like a robot processing some difficult information. His palms already formed into fists to suppress the frustration in his chest.
"He understands me, more than anyone could. He cares for me more than anyone had been. He's one of the reasons why I didn't feel alone from the years that I believe would have been wanted anyone's attention. Now don't tell me what to do because you know nothing." He lastly stated before exiting the silenced room, leaving the others, impaled from where they stood.
After a moment, Jongin inhaled hard, realizing that he wasn't breathing at all at that moment. The others followed and continued with a deep sigh. They just looked at each other like they were reading each other's minds. They can't ignore the fact that it's the first time they saw Chanyeol who's lost that made them regret what they just opened up to him.
"Tsk.Tsk...This is what I'm talking about. Why did I even try." Suho exclaimed while shaking his head.
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The tall male exited the school grounds and headed home. He dragged himself into his room and lurked in the dark of his bed. He had so many thoughts about the thing Suho had said.
It's late for him to realize that he'd been so lonely today without a glance nor even contact with Baekhyun. His chest felt so heavy and he felt sick. He fidgeted his phone to call his only haven but the certain puppy wasn't picking up.
He realized that the only one who can understand him completely was none other than his best friend, Baekhyun.'What if, he'll replace me? What if someday he'll realize that he doesn't need me anymore?' The thought made him crumble even more. Drowning himself from deep negative thoughts.
This is one of the rarest times where Chanyeol tear up, and again it was all because of Baekhyun.
Time skipped but he didn't mind it at all. He was thinking and thinking and he exhausted himself from the depressing thoughts until he fell asleep trying to avoid his life's worst scenarios without Baekhyun.
While he's asleep, he was woken up with someone's hand. And another hand cupped his cheeks while running it through the dried-up tears. Now he felt the hand happened to be so familiar. And for the first time, he felt like losing himself. Breaking down on tears, not caring that the certain person witness it.
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