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The sweet sun rose from the east and is already set when Baekhyun woke up from his creaky bed. Kicking his soft bed sheets, he sat down and looked at the view in his window which displays the beautiful sun rays seeping in between the baby blue curtains and the morning fresh air that was present.
It was almost another wonderful day-however Baekhyun doesn't seem to agree with that as he felt emotionally tired and frustrated, his hair was messy as if a tornado hit it. He had visible eyebags that show that he cried his almond-shaped eyes out last night. Feeling his face with the tip of his dainty fingers, he groaned as he realized that he cried so much. Baekhyun had been always the crybaby between him and Chanyeol and he shouldn't be estranged with that.
For once, the sun felt like it won the shining contest and beat Baekhyun.
"Hyung? Are you up already?" Taehyung asked cautiously from the other side of the door while knocking softly.
"I'm already awake, brother." Baekhyun sighed. Even though he wanted to act okay, his croaky voice wouldn't allow him.
"Hyung, uhh...Chanyeol is outside. Hurry up so that we can eat breakfast altogether." He announced and left his hyung's door. This early? Baekhyun thought.
How could I explain this? He muttered as he covered his face with his small palms.
As if on cue the words that Jieun told him last night struck his chest directed to his heart with a bitter feeling, again. Tears formed from his eyes but shut them immediately to prevent the tears from falling.
Why am I so affected anyway? He thought, shaking those forming tears.
It's not that I am guilty of it. I'm not like that.
But why am I so affected?!
Breathing evenly to calm his mind, he tilted his head from side to side to stretch his neck.
Grabbing his phone below his pillow to look for the time and also to divert his thoughts to other things, three messages were presented to his eyes. Opening every each of them, he felt relieved and smiled up thinly while reading each of the short messages.
Sehun:
Good morning Bacon😇, don't cry anymore k?
Don't forget to eat breakfast😊
If you need someone to make you feel better, I'm just here☝️.
5:34 Am.
He smiled at the messages before running his fingers on his phone to reply.
Thanks, Sehun for making me feel better. I owe you again.
Thanks for being there for me. And uh, keep safe!
6:51 Am.
Sent.
He wasn't that much of a pouter but he just thought of how to face Chanyeol with those dried lips, puffed eyebags, possible bloodshot eyes, and absolutely messed up face-I mean, wait...when did I get conscious about my appearance when it comes to Chanyeol?
Sighing, he hesitantly moved his short legs towards the door and there, he saw Chanyeol sitting patiently in their small kitchen as if waiting for him silently all along. The taller's eyes met the tired-looking ones of the smaller. Chanyeol narrowed his eyes as soon as he saw the latter's catastrophic appearance as if he hadn't gotten sleep last night.
"What happened to you? You disappeared last night and you didn't even bother to reply to my messages. I was so worried!" Chanyeol worriedly cupped Baekhyun in both cheeks, scanning it like a precious porcelain doll. The latter just looked at the giant's worried expression and that he felt pain assuming that Chanyeol really cares for him only because he pities him.
"Mmm...Nothing happened to me. I-I just watched a movie last night and cried because the ending was tragic and I forgot to check my phone." Baekhyun pondered thinking some ways to reason out-ways to lie, and yeah he sort of pulled it out quite nicely. He just stood there barefooted clang with an old huge shirt and pajamas.
"You sure?" Chanyeol ran his fingers on Baekhyun's hair to brush the strands that's covering his face.
Baekhyun felt the slight pain in his neck because he was lifting his face with his toes tiptoed now only to look up at the latter's concerned one. Ugh, so tall. Why are you so tall in the first place? Baekhyun mentally groaned. When did his eyes become so beautiful too?
"Ehem...Umm, breakfast is prepared." Taehyung interrupted when he saw his older brother and Chanyeol just standing there staring at each other's orbs as if they are about to kiss.
"Oh." Baekhyun scrambled to find his own excuse to grab some plates and set them at the dining table.
Chanyeol just followed around quietly and sat on the chair opposite Baekhyun.
"Chanyeol-ah, why so early today? And bear with our breakfast dear, you know, we don't have much." Mrs.Byun stated, smiling apologetically. The fact that Chanyeol couldn't calm himself when the latter didn't reply has vanished but the odd feeling is still there.
"Oh, don't bother at all Mrs.Byun, everything you cook is delicious." Chanyeol complimented with his usual well-composed smile even though he felt off because of Baekhyun's silence. He knew Baekhyun for a long time that he knows his body language whenever he is sad or feeling lonely.
"And I'm early today because some short-legged smurf didn't reply to my messages last night so I went here to check on him." The giant sighed earning a small glare from Baekhyun while putting food in his mouth.
Mrs.Byun paused before looking at his precious Baekhyun eating silently while his eyes trained on his plate.
"TaeTae told me that he was crying last night in his room. I don't know why." Baekhyun stopped chewing his food. He slowly looked at his eomma and then to Taehyung who was currently scratching his nape and avoiding eye contact with his brother and lastly, he took a glimpse with Chanyeol before nodding his head.
Crying? In his room? There's no TV in his room... Now Chanyeol raised a brow.
There's no way Baekhyun is crying for no particular reason.
Baekhyun suddenly felt redhanded because he realized that he doesn't have a TV in his room.
Freaking thin walls. He cursed under his breath as he realized his brother might have heard him.
"And he also told me that he was talking to someone over the phone while sobbing. So I'm curious because you said you couldn't contact him last night." His eomma revealed. Chanyeol just looked at Baekhyun as if registering the information in his mind.
"Now I'm curious who's that caller is. I'm pretty sure it wasn't me. Was it Sehun??" Chanyeol's authoritative voice rang in the small dining area.
"Eomma! I told you not to tell him that I was the one who told you about this. Aish, hyung... I was just worried that something bad happened to you." Taehyung looked concerned over his brother.
"I thought you didn't touch your phone last night, so that means you've been ignoring my messages?" Frowning, Chanyeol looked sternly at the red-handed Baekhyun who was now lost of words and ideas to reason out.
Innocent minds will always be innocent... and dumb at lying.
Busted.
Three pairs of eyes are now looking at him, waiting for answers. He just sat there beginning to have cold sweat because he really don't know how to respond to such situations like this.
Oh god. How am I supposed to answer? Baekhyun pouted hopelessly.
"I can explain! Give me a second... Don't pressure me..." Baekhyun covered his face with his tiny hands and puffed some deep breaths before uncovering it and looked apologetically at Chanyeol when he realized that lying is not even an option now.
Because he knew Chanyeol. He wouldn't stop until he find out the truth.
"Sorry for lying. Yeah, I was crying because last night someone hurt my feelings- I shouldn't have said that." Baekhyun bit his lower lip and mentally pinched himself from blurting such a questionable answer.
"Who hurt you?" This time, Taehyung and Mrs.Byun were focused on Chanyeol who had this deep serious voice and eyes that were fixed on Baekhyun.
"No one!" Baekhyun piped wanting the topic to end. Not again...
"Tell me who was it." Baekhyun suddenly felt the chills in the back of his neck as he heard the heavy and powerful voice from the latter. This speaking tone of voice that Chanyeol is using was never okay.
He sighed, he really doesn't want this thing for Chanyeol to know because he knew that he'll never let these things go easily.
"You don't want to tell me?" Chanyeol threatened. The stench of annoyment laced from the question.
"N-No, Chanyeol. Please don't worry, I'm really fine." Baekhyun pleaded to hold the latter's left arm and pinch it lightly. Chanyeol wasn't that inquisitive person all the time but knowing that someone made Baek cry and witnessing how bad was it by judging his face was enough to get him fired up in rage.
"Chanyeol, it's okay dear. Baekhyun already told that he is going to be okay." Mrs.Byun started smiling reassuringly. She didn't expect him to behave like that when Baekhyun confessed.
Chanyeol's eyes diverted to Baek's eomma before smiling thinly but Baekhyun knew it was fake and Chanyeol would never let this go until he confess the truth.
Taehyung just sat there witnessing the scene. Deciding to stay quiet and shut his mouth because either way, he doesn't know what to say. He knew Chanyeol for too long yet didn't expect that he would be this protective to his older brother.
"You didn't even bother to reply to my messages. Do you know how worried I am?" Chanyeol asked, frowning.
"Now I'm upset." He sighed, giving up. He doesn't want Baek's parents to see how possessive he was to Baekhyun.
"Sorry, it's my fault. Please don't be mad." Baekhyun stood up and back-hugged Chanyeol to lessen the taller's disappointment.
"I'm sorry. Please forget about it." After some time, a thin smile appeared on Chanyeol's face the second he felt the short arms wrap around his neck.
But it doesn't mean he would let this go easily just because of a hug.
"Whom are you talking with last night?" Chanyeol suddenly asked.
Baekhyun thought for a minute whether he could tell who was it or just try his luck again from lying.
I'll just tell him. I don't want to drown with guilt anyway. Baekhyun thought.
"It was-" His sentence was cut off when a loud honk was heard from outside. All heads suddenly looked at the front door.
Curious, Baekhyun untangled his arms around Chan's neck and walked over to the front door. Opening it, he was now looking at the tall, gorgeous, and lean man who was standing in front of their small house.
He blushed a shade of pink.
"Wh- Sehun? W-What are you doing here?" Baekhyun asked confused when he saw the handsome man standing there while holding a helmet. A cool and expensive black motorcycle flashed and parked in front of their vintage house.
"Are you feeling okay now, Baek?"
"I decided at least to come over to check on you."
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