°Your Mine° || Byun Baekhyun

The Mysterious Man

My eyes wander across the dazzling floor of the casino. I search for his face but it never appears no matter how hard I look.
'he always does this'

I give up and walk over to the bar. The strong smell of cigarettes fill my nose

"Do you know where he is?" I ask across the bar.

"No, I'm not a damn mind reader Y/N" Taemin scoffs
"Who?" He asks

"You know who, Baekhyun, don't act like an idiot," I spit out

Taemin sets down the cups he was cleaning with a 'clank' his dark eyes finally lift up to mine.
"Idiot?" He asks

In this kind of situation most people would be scared witless of him, but I know he would never hurt me. We've been friends for what feels like forever, but this is how we always act with each other.

"Want me to repeat myself? Your an idio-"

"Stop the bickering, it's making my ear bleed," Ten sits beside me.

"But Ten~ie he's being mean"

"Ten~ie? That's the cringiest thing I've ever heard you say, and that saying a lot." Ten laughs.

Taemin continues with his work while snickering.

"Yeah, sorry. I'll never say that again"
Ten laughs and flicks my head.
"Ow"
My eyes go cross-eyed looking up at my forehead

"Watch it Ten" I hear Baekhyun say behind me.
Long arms drape over my shoulders. One hand holds whiskey and the other plays with my hair.

"Baekhyun, there you are!" I say happily

"Yes, I'm here now dear."

"Boss" Ten straightens up his posture and bows his head. "I better leave" Ten fully bows before walking in the direction of the sanctuary.

Baekhyun takes the opportunity and sits beside me. He looks as elegant as usual in his suit.

"Where have you been?" I ask

Baekhyun takes my hands into his. My hands look like a child's while being engulfed by his soft hands.

"I was doing work. Were you worried about me?"

"There's always something to worry about with you"

Baek lifts my hands up to his lips. "And I apologise about that"

"No no no. No need to apologise. I'm the one that chose to marry someone as action-packed as you." I quickly say to reassure him.

I stand up from the stool and walk away, but as I walk away I can almost feel Baekhyun shaking his head at me. I go behind the stage and see another friend of mine seated on a long curved couch.

"Taeyong!"

He looks from his book and smiles
"Y/N." He replies.

I plop down on the couch beside him.

"Whatcha reading?"

I lean closer to him

"It's about work. Just future plans." He says with a smile still plastered on his face. His smile is one that looks so innocent. It's like the sun reflecting off of freshly fallen snow.

We both turn our heads correspondingly when we hear footsteps enter the room. A man with a happy aura, who's looks make you question why he's in a casino filled with gangsters.

He politely bows. "Mrs. Byun. Mr. Lee." He looks from the floor back up to us. "Sorry to interrupt, but boss wishes for Mrs. Byun to meet him in the garden."