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"Dara, it's fine. I'm okay, I'm still in one piece, right? There's no need for revenge." Baekhyun spoke with a small smile.
"But you can't let them do that to you again, Baekhyun. I feel bad seeing my friends being treated like that, if you won't make them stop bullying you, then I will."
After they got home, Dara immediately phoned Baekhyun, apologizing once more and telling Baekhyun that he must defend himself no matter what.
"But what if more troubles come after? Besides I've never had an act of revenge before.." Baekhyun confessed in the other line of the phone call while nibbling the inside of his mouth. He had never been in a physical fight and he could never imagine fighting with anyone else. And he doesn't want Dara getting involved with it, just because of him.
"Baekhyun, it doesn't mean that you must fight them. You only need to fix yourself so that it'll make you look intimidating and sophisticated— to make them insecure." Dara explained.
"What do you mean?" Baekhyun asked, feeling embarrassed that he couldn't even catch up with the girl's directions.
"You must improve yourself. Be more confident and sophisticated." The girl enthusiastically stated, feeling excited about when will she start teaching Baekhyun to become one.
"But I don't know if I can do that, Dara. You know, I barely have any reason to stand on my grounds." Baekhyun mumbled, playing with the hem of his shirt.
"You need to! You can't expect someone in your entire life to save you from this kind of thing. Not everyone will be there for you always, Baekhyun. People mostly leave and people change but they also help and so, I'm here to help you to change the way how they treat you." Dara's words are a major slap on Baekhyun's face.
He suddenly felt ashamed of himself, expecting people to help him and protect him. All his entire life, he had been hiding from Chanyeol's back.
Dara was right, Baekhyun thought.
But how to start changing my life for the better? He asked himself because he had no idea how.
"But how? I don't know what to do." Baekhyun scratched his nape as he hold his phone awkwardly in his free hand.
"I'll take care of it," Dara quickly answered, jumping off on her queen-sized bed and grabbing her wallet on the bedside table.
"But first, wait for me in front of your house. I'll be there around 20 minutes. And Baek, don't tell Chanyeol about this yet so that it'll be a surprise!" Dara spoke enthusiastically before hanging up and not even taking any reply from the latter, who don't have any idea about it.
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"Okay, is this alright?" Baekhyun awkwardly showed his clothes as he scratched his nape.
"Cool," Dara commented. He saw Taehyung walking past the narrow hallway with only shirts and boxers and she immediately smirked.
"Is he your boyfriend?" She asked while pointing her index finger so slowly towards the taller young man who was drinking a glass of water.
Taehyung almost choked as he prevented coughing the water out. Baekhyun immediately rushed beside his brother to help him massage his back.
"Dara! He was my brother!" Baekhyun mentally facepalmed.
"I'm just asking, man," Dara spoke, putting her hands on the air.
"You're hot. Are you eighteen? Just kidding. But uhh, can I borrow your younger brother? We just have to do shopping, please?" Dara asked, showing her gorgeous white teeth with a smile.
"Uh, sure. And he's my older brother. Just don't get late, or else Chanyeol-hyung will get mad. Anyway did you already tell him that you're going out anyway?" Taehyung spoke, raising his right brow, on Baekhyun.
Dar raised a brow but hen shook it off and smiled.
"Mm. Nope. He doesn't need to. So bye!" Dara was the one who answered, she grabbed Baekhyun in the hand and pulled him out of the house.
"You guys are really tight best friends, huh? It's admirable. But tonight, you're mine." Dara smiled creepily and Baekhyun shivers from the weird smile.
"Yah! You're making me nervous. Are you going to kidnap me?" Baekhyun huffed, narrowing his eyes.
"Duh... Stop being cute. Just hop on." Dara just chuckled.
Baekhyun was seeing an entirely different person in front of him as he looked at Dara who was wearing blue tight jeans and a striped red and black checkered. Different from those pastel-colored dresses and composed personalities.
"You have a car?" Baekhyun asked in surprise as he was witnessing a lemon-colored Lamborghini in front of his eyes.
Dara's expression turned blank for a second, "I'm the daughter of one of the most famous companies in Japan of course I don't have a car!" Baekhyun just pursed his lips at the sarcasm and just sat obediently. He was so dumb for asking that, Of course, she had a car. Like wtf.
"So... Uhh, where are we going?" Baekhyun asked, he almost forgot that he wasn't oriented about where's the destination of their sudden outing.
"We're going shopping. Let's buy you clothes and makeup." Dara grinned, still focused on the road.
"I don't have money! Why didn't you tell me? You know we're poor and you're going to make me do shopping? And what's with the makeup? I can't afford anything like those!" Baekhyun felt annoyed though. Especially in the makeup part.
"Shh... Relax, it's all on me." Dara stated. Baekhyun tried to complain again yet Dara made the first move.
"Just please don't ask or complain anymore. I have lots of money that you never had. I can't even spend it all my life. And you have true friends out there that I could certainly never have. So please, don't complain anymore." Dara sighed as she parked her car in front of the mall. And Baekhyun hadn't had the chance to speak again.
She must be so lonely, she had the money but she had no friends. While we are opposite. Baekhyun thought as he nodded and smiled at Dara.
"Mission number one, you must look presentable. Now, chop-chop!" Dara clapped her hands and pushed Baekhyun out of her car that almost making the boy to shoved his face on the ground.
They entered the mall and explored the expensive boutiques and shops, finding fashionable clothes and cosmetics.
"Are you insane?! Don't you think this is too much?!" Baekhyun's eyes got doubled in size, as he watched Dara swipe her card in the machine. It beeped out and the price of all the clothes they bought was so much that Baekhyun nearly died from a heart attack.
"Just shut up, okay? I have money more than you think. My gosh." Dara rolled her eyes, sighing as she let Baekhyun carry the bags in both arms.
"These are only shirts, sleeves, and sweaters. And it's so heavy already." Baekhyun grumbled. He wanted to cry from the girl's extravagance but he can't do anything about it.
Rich kids are like.
"Yeah, you should bear with it. Now, let's go to the jeans and pants section." Dara cheered as he grinned from ear to ear.
Oh dear, this lady is something, Baekhyun muttered as he sighed.
"Did you say something?" Dara turned around and squinted her eyes suspiciously.
"Uhh...Nothing." Baekhyun smiles thinly as he has no choice but to follow around the bubbly girl.
Tick...
...Tock.
It's been a few hours shopping and Baekhyun really felt dead tired because of all the bags that he needs to carry. They had a bunch of all. From clothes, shoes, and boots to makeup and cosmetics. Dara also bought some clothes for Taehyung.
"Gosh, that was fantastic!" Dara sighed relieved as she banged her back from her driver's seat.
"Hey, are you okay?" She asked Baekhyun who was dozing off.
"I'm a lil bit tired," Baekhyun muttered. Rubbing his full stomach from the lasagna that they ate a while back.
As Dara was driving, Baekhyun saw Chanyeol's car and immediately told her to stop.
"That's Chanyeol's car! What is he doing here?" Baekhyun narrowed his eyes as he saw the trademark that was blinking red and pink, named TABLES AND BEERS.
"Looked like a bar to me." Dara shrugged, tapping her hands in the maneuvering wheel.
"Let's go find out," Dara stated and she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car.
Baekhyun followed Dara inside.
"Yeah, this was indeed a bar," Dara commented with a blank face. They saw the different neon colors of lights running around the place.
The lights are pink and red. There are no fluorescent lights that you can see. Even the luxurious chandeliers were colored. The music was so loud that you can't even hear a thing except for the booming noises. There are lots of people dancing on the dance floor and all you can smell was the stench of alcohol, beer, and smoke.
Baekhyun clearly showed disgust on his face. He felt dizzy from all the noise and smell. He covered his nose with both of his palms and tried not to touch anything and anyone as much as possible.
"There they are!" Dara pointed at a certain VIP section where she saw Suho, Kai, Kris, and Xiumin watching over the tall male who was gulping down his alcohol in a shot glass.
Suho, Kai, Kris, and Lay show an annoyed expression towards Chanyeol who wouldn't stop drinking. They're on the verge of dragging the tall persistent man out with force when they happened to see Dara and Baekhyun coming towards them.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" Suho shouted under the heavy music so that the two could hear him.
Baekhyun stepped forward, a visible irritated, fuming face was exposed from the males.
"I SHOULD BE THE ONE ASKING THAT. WHY ARE YOU GUYS HERE?! WHY ARE YOU LETTING HIM DRINK ALL ALONE?! YOU GUYS SHOULD HAVE TOLD HIM NOT TO DRINK!" Baekhyun felt his cheeks reddened from disappointment. He was shocked knowing that Chanyeol is drinking again, knowing that he had a history of alcohol poisoning. He also felt angry at how the group of females clothed with nothing but shorts and tight crop tops looked at the drunk male like he was a piece of meat that is ready to be ravaged.
"WE TRIED! HE DOESN'T LISTEN! HE NEVER LISTENS! YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD HIM! YOU KNOW THAT HE ONLY LISTENS TO YOU!" Jongin answered grumpily, pulling Chanyeol to stand up with force.
The taller is already drunk by how his face turned a shade of pink and his ears were color red from all the heat and alcohol running in his veins. His eyes are also droopy by now, to the extent that he can't open them properly.
"WHY DOES HIS POLO SLEEVES UNBUTTONED?!" Baekhyun asked.
"SOME GIRLS WANT TO PLAY WITH HIM! BUT DON'T WORRY! WE WON'T LET HIM OUT OF OUR HOOK!" Xiumin was the one who answered as he helped Kai assist Chanyeol. Baekhyun felt his cheeks blush though— in disappointment. In disappointment, okay?
Dara moved forward and helped Xiumin and Jongin lift Chanyeol upwards.
"You need to drive him home. He's drunk, he can't even stand straight. Next time, you guys should call me whenever he's going out, so I could watch him." Dara spoke, buttoning the taller's black polo.
"Just—Just drive him in our house, Suho. He'll get scolded again if they knew he was drinking his life out again." Baekhyun's firm voice sounded stern, Suho nodded.
Baekhyun and Dara walked back to the car as they watched the guys assist Chanyeol.
"Is he always like this?" Dara asked, feeling worried and somewhat disappointed.
"He does this kind of self-torture every time he felt hurt or he had serious problems," Suho answered. Made eye contact with Baekhyun who was now on the passenger's seat with Chanyeol's body leaning on him, with the latter's head in his lap.
The tall male's system was already drowned in alcohol so he slept in instant, leaving a certain midget feeling irritated and worried.
"Did he tell you why he is drowning himself in liquor again?" Baekhyun contemplated to ask but he did anyway. Feeling his headache from frustration. He just combs his slender fingers on the latter's now coarse hair.
"Maybe someone hurt his feelings again, like the last time he was rushed to the hospital." Suho's eyes met Baekhyun like he wanted to tell something so freaking obvious.
"Hurt his feelings?" Dara asked.
"Some random chicks," Suho responded as he avoid looking at Baekhyun.
"I didn't know he had drinking problems," Dara stated. "Well, I'll make sure he'll not drink anymore." She added.
Suho and Baekhyun just kept silent.
"B-Baekhyunnie..." Chanyeol slurred in his sleep. It was pretty clear enough to be heard by the three sane people inside the car.
I think I know what this is all about, Baekhyun inwardly sighed. He felt his heart become heavy.
Is this all about me, telling everyone that Sandara is your fiancé?
"Did he just mention you?" Dara asked, looking in the front of the rear-view mirror to look back at Chanyeol.
"Baekkie...Hyun is..." Chanyeol mumbled once again. A little bit louder and clearer.
"He always tells me about his problems whenever he's broken or feeling down so that's why he's calling me weird nicknames again." Baekhyun reasoned out quite fast as he don't want Dara thinking the real thing. The thing is that Chanyeol and he are more than friends.
"He calls me many pen names every time he's drunk too. Almost every time and it annoys me like hell." Suho helped out reasoning. Making a side glimpse in his peripheral vision.
"Oh, he must have been really down," Dara commented.
"I know that his father had really put him through a lot, so I feel bad about it." She added. Baekhyun and Suho just nod.
"We're here." She hit the break in front of Baekhyun's house.
Xiumin and Jongin also came with Chanyeol's car. They helped Chanyeol to enter Baekhyun's small house.
"Thanks for accompanying me." Dara smiled purely. Baekhyun came and hugged Dara tightly.
"You spent your time, money, and energy for me. Why thank me? I should be the one thanking you the other way around." He smiled.
"Thanks for taking care of Chanyeol all these years. This wasn't enough to thank you, Baekhyun. I'm going now, okay? Take care! And take care of Chanyeol." She smiled and waved goodbye.
"I'll be safe! And promise me to wear these clothes and makeup on Monday! Especially the contact lenses!" She flicked her fingers before getting to her car and driving home.
Baekhyun sighed. He was happy a couple of minutes ago and now he was so sad looking at Chanyeol's state.
"You know, you shouldn't have told us that Dara was his fiancé. He thinks that you're giving him out for her and he felt bad about it." Suho shook his head disappointedly while his arms are in his chest.
Baekhyun looked at Chanyeol who was lying on the creaky couch.
"You already know how sensitive he is when it comes to your words and treatments, right?" Suho sighed pitifully looking at his drunk friend.
"Yeah I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. It's just that I felt annoyed —"
"And jealous, it slipped from your mouth? Yeah yeah, I know everything, I'm Chanyeol's best friend too, he talks to me and confesses me everything he feels about you and it just hurts me too that I couldn't help him feel okay because God knows you're the only one he listens to, and who makes him better." Suho stated, leaving Baekhyun tensed.
"I don't know why he's crazy for you but I know you're a good person and that you'll never intend to hurt him, so please stay close to him always. You're like a medicine to him, Baek." Suho confessed as he put his hands on his pockets.
"Eyes can talk, Baekhyun. He loves you so much, and he will do everything for you. So please don't try something that eventually hurt his feelings. You know how bad his condition is if he was not himself, right? Now hold him there and I'll lift him. Where's your bedroom." Suho accompanied Chanyeol. Baekhyun also helped Suho to carry him.
"Yeah, I'll try. Besides, it's late now, Suho-Hyung. Go get some rest. Would you like to stay over? Or you could just use Chanyeol's car and just get the car here early in the morning." Baekhyun spoken.
"Lay is on his way here, he'll pick me up. Just remember what I said okay? Hurt him no more." Suho repeated.
"Aish, I know. Thanks for your concern." Baekhyun thanked. Lay was soon outside and in no time, it's just Chanyeol and Baekhyun left in the room.
"Where am I supposed to sleep now?" Baekhyun pondered as he saw that the bed was only sized for one person and they won't fit together in there anymore.
"Aish, I'm tired." Baekhyun sighed as he felt the pain in his arms and legs. He just wanted to plop down the stone-cold surface but he opted not to because he doesn't want to wake with a stiff body.
Walking aimlessly in his mini closet, he fished some large shirt and a piece of shorts so that he can change and sleep already.
After he was done changing his attire for more comfortable clothes, he tucked a baby blue-colored blanket on the taller. Not expecting long arms pulling him down the bed, crashing his small body on top of Chanyeol's broad chest.
"I missed you...My Baekhyunnieee." Chanyeol whined, eyes closed and lips parted. Baekhyun can smell the strong stench of alcohol on the latter's mouth as he scrunched his face.
The strong arms just kept Baekhyun in place so that he won't fall.
"How do you know it was me?" Baekhyun played along even though he knows that Chanyeol was so drunk. He chuckled at how cute Chanyeol was in a drunk state.
Chanyeol took a while to answer, while Baekhyun felt really sleepy as the taller's heartbeat lured him to get really sleepy.
"Mm...Strawberry. I can smell you. Mm..." Chanyeol mumbled, nuzzling his head on top of Baekhyun's head. The taller's heartbeat was like music to Baekhyun as he positioned his ear from the pumping organ in the latter's chest.
Fudge, I love this man so bad, Baekhyun thought as he nuzzled his nose on the taller's neck, smelling the addicting scent of Chanyeol's woodsy and minty scent as if taking advantage of the drunk handsome man.
"I love you, Yoda." Baekhyun smiles and kisses Chanyeol on the lips. He immediately regretted it as he frowned and scrunched his nose from the bitter liquor taste.
"Yuck...Ewww...bitter." Baekhyun frantically wiped his lips with the back of his hands, while his face scrunched like he was so disgusted. He tasted the alcohol on the latter's mouth, and he don't like it.
"Mm...So sweet." The drunk male muttered, with his eyes closed, making Baekhyun blush like a red tomato.
"Really sweet..."
Baekhyun smiled.
Besides the bitter taste of alcohol, maybe Baekhyun liked the kiss after all.
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