Real | Chanbaek

Chanyeol

I couldn't stop the tears as they kept flowing like a river down the skin of my cheeks. I swung back and forth on the old swing, my feet kicking and crunching into gravel in the small playground. I looked around as small memories formed in my mind.

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"Wait up, Bacon! I can't run that fast!" I exclaimed, running after 4-year-old Baekhyun.

"Well hurry up, Channie! No one can slow me down!" Little Baekhyun exclaimed before running into the slide, laughing at his own pain.

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More tears welled up as I wiped them away, thinking back more.

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"Please don't cry, Channie!" Now 10-year-old Baekhyun smiled, hugging me close, "I'll be back, I promise."

I sniffled lightly, "Promise you'll never forget me?"

"Of course I won't forget you! I promise! I love you Channie!"

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The tears never seemed to stop, Baekhyun never remembering who I was, forgetting my whole existence, after he returned. And now, why does my heart ache so much to know Baekhyun has a boyfriend. I've been with plenty of people who have been in other relationships.

Why does it hurt so much, why do I feel this way?

Why do I feel like complete garbage that had been ran over multiple times then jungled around in trash bins? Why do I feel like the world is ending? Why do I feel like I'm ending?

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting my thoughts drift around my mind. My head leaned forward as my swing stopped, my feet digging into the rocks. Then my head snapped up as I heard two voices.

"Chanyeol!" A voice yelled, another one echoing it.

My eyes opened as I looked around, seeing no one. I frowned, blinking my eyes around. I sighed lightly, then blinked in surprise as I felt a familiar pair of lips on mine.

"Chanyeol! You should be home sleeping!" A voice scolded, giving a kiss to my forehead.

"B....Baekhyun?" I looked to him in shock.

"I'm here too!" The second voice yelled, pouting as if he were a child.

"Jongdae!" I exclaimed, quickly hugging my friend tightly, apologizing over and over about the punch.

"No worries man, besides, you shouldn't be the one to apologize." Jongdae spoke, pushing me off as he nudged Baekhyun.

"I'm sorry for playing with your feelings." Baekhyun whispered before hugging me tightly, his hands digging into my shirt, pulling the thin fabric.