*.☽.*
I couldn't believe winter had finally arrived.
We were standing under the shade right next to the playground since I asked him to stay for a while so we could watch the snow a bit longer. Since the place was empty of other people, I thought it wasn't going to be risky and he might have thought of the same thing since he agreed.
The lights coming from the light posts were kind of dim and it pretty much complemented the snow. This was my first snowfall in Korea after I came back. And honestly, it kind of felt nostalgic too. Maybe because I couldn't really remember the last time I get to just pause and watch it.
I stretched a hand out to catch the falling snowflakes. I loved how they feel icy cold against my skin at fist and melt right away. I've been doing it for the couple of minutes when I felt him hold my other hand. I instantly turned to him and was welcomed by gentle expression on his face. His lips curved into a smile and it just gave me the most heartwarming feeling.
I saw him extend his other hand out too and did what I was exactly doing. He looked up and I watched how his face lit up. Watching him right now was making me feel so soft.
Everything seemed to be in a slow motion. I just stared at him until his eyes met mine once more. I loved how we just gazed at each other in the absence of words or the fact that we weren't worried about being caught this time. The rest of the world didn't seem to matter for now.
My hand fell to my side as I felt my feet moving towards him and I tiptoed to plant a kiss on his cheek. He seemed a bit surprised by what I did but nevertheless pulled me into a hug afterwards.
They say if you're with someone you love during the first snowfall, you'll stay together for a long time.
I never hoped for this to be true so bad until now.
***
By the time we got to his house, the snowing got a bit hard. Since he parked his car outside, it was impossible not to get wet as soon as we got out of the car. We ran to the entrance of his house and stopped when we were right outside the main door. I head him chuckle right beside me which caught my attention right away. When I looked at him, a handsome grin was on his face while he brought his hand to my heard. My forehead creased for a moment wondering what was he about to do but then I realized that he was getting rid of the snow on my hair.
"Snow looks good on you but..." He trailed off as he met my eyes for a second. "I don't want you to get sick."
There goes the butterflies again.
I smiled and looked away for a bit.
"What?" He asked, wondering.
"Will you stop giving me the butterflies?" I answered wanting to tease him.
He let out of a soft laugh while he led his hand to the small of my back and pulled me closer till our bodies were pressed against each other.
I was a bit flustered at how swift and flawless he was able to do it.
"I won't." He said, smirking. "In fact, I plan to give you the whole zoo."
My eyes grew wide at his remarks.
"What?" I asked, unbelievably as I laughed.
"Yeah, I'll give you not just butterflies but tigers, elephants, monkeys..." He enumerated exaggeratingly. "And... ah! Dinosaurs." He added as he roared leaning closer until his teeth grazed my neck.
I laughed so hard as I hit him on the arm.
"Dinosaurs don't bite like that." I argued.
"Yes they do!" He insisted as he did it one more time. "My kindergarten teacher told me so." He added when we're both facing again.
We held each other's gaze for a few seconds as if we were trying to resist it but later on burst out laughing at the same time.
We were barely done laughing when we got inside his house.
"Gosh you're so funny, I love you." I blurted, out of nowhere and unintentionally.
"Oh I know you do." He replied as he grabbed my hand.
He pinned me on the wall before taking his cap off, dropping it on the floor. Then he brought his hands on either sides of my head, leaning on the wall.
"Are you trying to seduce me right now Byun Baekhyun?" I asked him trying to stifle a smile.
He smirked.
"Why? Is it working?" He answered in an obviously modulated sexy voice.
"Hmmm..." I pretended to hard about it. "A little bit."
"Let's see." He replied.
Then he brought a hand to my face, his delicate fingers tracing my jaw. And I just didn't know what it was with the way he's doing it that was making it hard for me to breathe. I just had to ball my hands into fists, crumpling the hem of my sweater.
"So?"
"Eighty percent." I muttered.
This time I felt his thumb tracing my bottom lip, I saw how his Adam's apple moved as he swallowed. And just at the right moment, wet his own lip.
"Ninety percent." I managed to say right after holding my breath for a second.
There was a hint of amusement on his face as he gently tilted my head on the right, tucked my hair behind my ear before leaning closer to plant a kiss on my neck right under my ear.
"Don't fight it." He whispered on my ear. "You know you want me." He added before giving my earlobe a small bite.
It instantly sent shivers down my spine
He went back to look at me in the eyes, his hands on my shoulders as if wanting to keep me steady. Then, he inched his face closer to mine leaving a least distance possible, keeping our lips from touching. The anticipation he was trying to purposely build here was increasing and I was so certain I'm going to lose it any moment from now.
He's such a tease.
I give up. I could never win this game against him, anyway.
"One hun-"
He didn't even let me finish my sentence anymore since he didn't waste any time and claimed my lips right away. I thought that this kiss was going to be slow and gentle but his pace surprisingly went aggressive and passionate after a few seconds.
How I had to cling to him for support meant how our kiss was drowning me, leaving me weak in the knees.
Realizing how much I missed him, I wrapped my hands around his neck, my hands playing with his hair. I also unconsciously leaned closer to him as if the littlest space remaining between us was a sin. I heard him groan, tugging at my lower lip.
"Damn, I love it when you flirt back." He managed to say when we broke the kiss a bit for air.
"Wh-" I was supposed to protest but didn't give me the chance to do so when he cupped my face and started to kiss me hard once more.
Okay Byun Baekhyun...you won, I thought.
After a couple of minutes, the doorbell rang.
"Are you expecting someone?" I asked him, wondering as I leaned away.
He sighed gloomily.
"Unfortunately, yes." He answered. "Mr. Yoo. I have an agreement to sign and that's why he's here right now."
I let out of a soft laugh as I nudged him away from me.
"Go." I told him.
"Yeah and I'll probably talk to him about getting his timing right next time." He said sounding annoyed at first but smiled eventually. "Why don't you go take a shower for now, as I have said, I don't want my baby to catch a cold." He suggested as he pressed his hands against my cheeks so hard leaving my lips forcing a pout.
He let out of a soft laugh, making fun of how I looked for sure.
***
I finished taking a shower and for some reasons, instead of wearing my own clothes which I happened to have with me since I brought extra ones with me, I went to look for his clothes. I chose a comfortable looking brown gray sweater and pajamas of the same color. Both of them were too big for me of course but they felt so comfortable. I walked towards the bed, drying my hair with a towel when I saw my phone on his bedside table. I was really tempted to check on it but I was too scared that my curiosity will lead me online and come across with photos I didn't really want to see. So, taking a deep breath, I walked passed it and went to look for him downstairs.
I found him standing right next to the tempered glass wall in the living room, barefoot, his hair wet and I thought that he might have taken a shower too. He was wearing a dark sweatpants which I couldn't really tell if it was black or navy blue, white shirt...ugh he and his white shirts.
He was facing away from me and I noticed that he was making a phone call, his other hand shoved inside his pocket. He must have felt my presence as he slowly turned around and smiled at me. His eyes grew big for a moment probably because of what I was wearing.
He was still talking on the phone and who I figured out was Manager Kang based on what they were talking about.
Then I came to think, this was the same person who performed at the concert a while ago. That same extremely hot celebrity who made a lot of women go crazy earlier.
He was the same man and he was standing right in front of me right now.
This again, felt like a dream. When will I stop trying to convince myself that this was all real?
He was gazing at me and I just knew I had to look away or I'd melt anytime soon. Thankfully, my attention was caught by the falling snow outside visible through the glass walls.
Oh, it's so beautiful. Though winter may not be my favorite time of the year, there was always something about the snow that drew me in. The cold, the icy feel it gave me whenever I watch it was just irreplaceable. It felt so good watching them fall, intending to dress the world in white.
I was so engrossed with everything that's taking place outside that I didn't notice him already standing closely right next to me. We looked at each other for a brief second before his attention darted to my feet. Next thing I knew, he bent to fold them since they were very long for me.
I smiled, I couldn't help it.
Then he went behind me, his hands landing on the curve of my waist.
"You look sexy." He whispered right next to my ear.
"Sexy?" I asked unbelievably. "In these?" I added.
"Uh-huh." He replied.
"But these are your clothes."
"Exactly." He trailed off as he looked at me intently. "Don't you know how sexy you look in my clothes?" He added as I felt him kiss my shoulder.
I got totally distracted when his hands circled around my waist, back hugging me.
God, I missed him so much. I hadn't seen him for a more than a week but it already felt like months since the last time we were together.
"By the way..." I muttered as I placed my hands over his own.
"Hmmm?"
"I'm so proud of you." I told him hoping there was a way for him to know how proud I was. "You did really well..." I trailed off when he tightened his hold around me. "I couldn't almost believe that I was seeing my boyfriend perform right in front of my eyes."
"Well, I intend to make my girl proud." He replied and I could almost feel him smiling by the way he said it. "I'm glad it worked."
"Did you also intend to turn your girlfriend into your fangirl?"
His laugh sounded so good.
"Part of the whole plan."
I couldn't help but laugh at his remarks.
"Sorry, I couldn't get you anything. I was planning to buy a present to congratulate you but I just didn't know what to give you."
He loosened his hands around me and made me face him. I automatically wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Are you kidding me? You came." He told me as he lifted a hand to tuck my hair behind my ear. "Nothing's better than you being here baby." He continued with a subtle smile on his lips.
"Which was supposed to be a surprise but thanks to Mr. Yoo for keeping it a secret from you." I said trying to whine about it.
His literal HA HA HA laughed filled the entire room.
"He told me he won't tell you about it." I went on.
"I'm pretty sure he really intend to keep it a secret but then he saw me sulking, looking intently at my phone because you didn't even call nor sent me a message."
I instantly felt guilty at the thought.
"Well, I mean I surely didn't need some good luck message before performing before but it's a bit different not that I have you. I at least expected to hear your voice before getting on the stage."
He paused to pout and I had to fight the urge not to kiss him.
Gosh, his cute little pout.
"Anyway, I probably looked that frustrated to him, so he came to me and asked if he could have a word and then told me that he saw you and you're going to watch the concert but it was supposed to be a secret and asked me not to tell you that he told me."
After hearing what really happened, I kind of felt a little less betrayed.
"So are you telling me he only did it to make you feel better?"
"I believe so." He nodded.
"Okay, then I forgive Mr. Yoo. I won't hold a grudge against him anymore."
I was trying to stifle a laugh imagining Mr. Yoo torn between telling between being true to his word to me and telling Baekhyun about it.
"And not contacting you was supposed to be a part of the whole plan Mister." I told him in a matter of fact tone.
"Okay, okay noted baby." He agreed with a soft laugh.
Apart from his voice, his laugh was also a blessing to humanity.
"So..." I felt his hands leading to my neck before cupping my face. "Shall we go back to the bedroom so I could unwrap my present?"
My forehead creased, confused as I meet his eyes.
"What do you mean present?" My question came really quick. "You said it's enough that I came."
"Exactly." He replied with a handsome grin on his face.
I continued to stare at him trying to make sense of what he was saying.
"But you said...." I trailed off as it finally hit me.
I was his present.
I gasped.
"OH MY GOD BAEKHYUN!" I said hitting him on the arm as I stepped away from him.
I blushed.
Really Hard.
He laughed, probably making fun me and how delayed my reaction was.
"YES OH MY GOD BABY!" He mocked, copying the exact way I said it then without a warning, scooped my legs in his arms.
My face was still very hot when while he carried me as we he made a few steps from where we were previously standing. I was still speechless at how he delivered his intentions when he stopped right next to the couch.
"You know what? Forget the fucking bedroom." He hissed and I wasn't ready at how he sounded impatiently sexy.
He carefully put me down the couch and the first thing I did was look around. The living room was just too spacious and not to mention he's got the whole glass wall in here. This was way too uncomfortable so before he could even start anything, I stopped him.
"Baek, wait." I told him right when he was attempting to take off his shirt which he wasn't able to continue doing.
He looked at me unbelievably, wondering.
"Not here." I said firmly.
"Why?"
"Don't you think we're too exposed here?"
"What are you talking about?" He asked and waited for my response but I just looked back at him.
He sounded so frustrated and I was convinced I was being heartless when all I wanted to do was laugh at his reaction which I didn't do anyway.
I stood from the couch as I made my way towards the stairs.
"Are you really serious right now?" He called from the same spot, his hands on his waist. "You're aware that you're torturing me by doing this right?"
I bit my lip as I saw how his face turned a bit red while staring at me and for some reasons, I kind of felt nervous.
"You're going to pay for this." He warned.
I stepped back hesitantly when I finally saw him walked towards me expecting him to stop in front of me which he did only to grab me and hoisted me over his shoulder, making me shriek in the process.
"Baekhyun, put me down. Wait. This is making me dizzy!" I protested.
Well, I wasn't surprised when I got ignored until we reached his room.
We got in and he went straight to his bed without even closing the door. I was finally able to see his face when he put me down on the bed, leaving me a bit dizzy for a moment.
"Baek wait..." I muttered wanting to ask him to give me a moment to get my senses back.
However, it was as if he couldn't hear me, I saw him take off his shirt before climbing on the bed on top of me.
"Baekhy-"
"Shhh." He hushed, pressing a finger against my lips. "No more talking baby."
I swallowed, feeling my body temperature rise at how hot he looked right now. His slightly damp hair definitely made him irresistible.
Someone tell me, how to survive a Byun Baekhyun?
"Now let's take my clothes off, shall we?" He told me, his eyes never leaving mine.
Since he wasn't wearing any shirt on anymore, I was certain he was referring to his clothes especially when I felt him tug the hem of the sweater I was wearing.
Oh, his clothes...of course.
As I shut my eyes willing to give him full control over everything from here on, I also decided to shut my thoughts from anything that was bothering me.
Everything.
***
3: 17 AM
We were in the kitchen eating since for some absurd reason, we forgot to eat dinner earlier. He threw a few lame jokes but he's naturally funny my stomach kind of hurt laughing. He also mentioned how much he wanted to go to my side of the stage a few times but he couldn't because it wasn't part of the number.
It was almost four in the morning when we left the kitchen and were about to take the stairs back to his bedroom when he stopped on his feet, grabbed my hand and took me to the couch in the living room.
I didn't ask but raised an eyebrow.
"I think there's nothing wrong with sleeping in the couch, right baby?" He asked, seemingly emphasizing the word sleeping as he sat on the said couch.
I let out of a soft laugh, noticing how he's still a bit annoyed with me protesting about the couch thing a while ago.
"Uh..." I uttered.
I stared at him as if contemplating on my answer when he suddenly pulled me down next to him.
"Of course there's nothing wrong." He said, answering his own question.
I laughed at his impatience right before he made us both lie down. He pinned me in the corner, draping an arm and a leg over my body. Our faces were so close but he already had his eyes closed so I ended up staring at his face.
"Don't you think your bed would be more comfortable Baek?" I asked, curiously. "You need to sleep well."
"I love how I can snuggle with you like this." He answered, this time opening his eyes to meet mine.
"Can't we do it on your bed?"
"Yeah but considering the minimal space this couch has, this is better."
"Huh?" I wondered, not really getting his point.
"Little space means, you have nowhere else to go." He said in a matter of fact tone. "It also means I'll have you this close to me till we wake up." He added.
"But..." I muttered.
The truth was, I still wanted to argue how his body was going to hurt in the morning but he shut me off by planting a quick kiss on my lips.
"Goodnight baby girl." He said, his voice just above a whisper with his eyes closed once more.
The gentleness in his tone instantly making me change my mind. I stared at him for a few more minutes, being blessed by his every detail. His eyebrows, his lashes, his nose, the constellation of moles he has, his lips...
I had the urge to brush his hair away from his face but couldn't because my hands were pinned between our bodies and could only reach his cheeks. I brushed his cheek gently with my thumb as I watch him sleep.
"Goodnight baby."
I muttered in a sleepy voice before giving in to the heavy weight of my lashes.
***
The next day, I woke up to Baekhyun getting ready to leave. We were already in his room and I was on his bed, tucked in a blanket. How and when I got here, I couldn't remember anymore. He must have carried me back here, that's what I was certain about.
I checked the digital watch on his bedside table and it said 09:06 in the morning. I remembered his concert will start at 4PM today which was way earlier than yesterday. He was already dressed in a black shirt, pants and sneakers. I saw him went to his closet area so I decided to get up and follow him there.
I found him standing next to his watch collection, probably deciding which one to wear. I walked towards him and he instantly noticed me. A smile crossed his face the moment he laid eyes on me while he extend his arm to welcome me as I gestured to hug him.
"Good Morning." I heard him say as he kissed my head.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked him while my hands were still wrapped around him.
"You need more sleep." He replied. "You should go back to bed. Take a rest. You don't have to watch the concert today. You can just stay here and wait for me to come back later then I'll drive you home."
"Are you sure?" I wondered. "You're going to be so tired right after the concert."
"That should honestly be the least of your worry." He reasoned out. "Which one?" He asked, all of a sudden referring to the watches in front of us.
"That one." I said pointing at the silver accented with black Rolex.
"Thanks." He thanked as he took the said watch out and wore it.
We went back to the bed, I sat down while he stood in front of me. He cupped my face with his hands.
"Go back you sleep, you barely slept." He suggested.
"Okay." I agreed as I was actually still very sleepy.
"When you're hungry, check the fridge. I already had food delivered earlier so you'll have something to eat."
I smiled at his thoughtfulness.
"Why are you so sweet?"
He laughed.
"Well, I have to try to be the best boyfriend for the best girlfriend in the world."
I couldn't help but smile once more as I stood and went for another hug. I felt him lean his head against mine right away.
"Be careful. Don't hurt yourself while performing."
"Yes ma'am."
"And..." I trailed off as I hesitated whether to tell him or not. "And try not to be so hot. You're going to give your fans a heart attack."
He smirked.
"But that's what I'm good at baby. I can't help it." He told me, obviously amused. "Comes out naturally."
I pinched his side before I was able to stop myself.
"Awww!" He exclaimed, leaning away from, his hands still around me. "I thought you said not to get hurt?" He ranted.
I smiled widely at his childish reaction. Gosh, I hate how even his playful ways seemed to get me all the time.
"I'm sorry?" I apologized trying to stifle a laugh.
He didn't reply and kissed me all of a sudden instead. His lips softly grazed against mine and it was just amazing how his mouth can go from being gentle to needy to aggressive and intruding at times. Though his kiss remained soft as of the moment, it never failed to give me the butterflies.
"See you later baby." He bid, giving my cheek one last caress before finally walking towards the door.
The moment he closed the door behind him, I climbed on the bed ready to get more sleep. I loved, just loved how his bed, the pillow, the blanket...the linen smelled like him. It's a bit odd being in his house alone like this but I was too sleepy to start thinking about anything at the moment.
***
1:43PM
I just finished taking a shower and went to the third closet on the left to pull out the powder blue dress I haven't worn the last time I was here. Unlike the rust colored one I wore when his mother was here, this one was shorter. It was a knee leveled one with short sleeves and with very tiny white heart patterns, they're so small they'd look like dots from afar.
After getting dressed, I went to look for my phone which I just realized I hadn't really checked since this morning. I checked and there were three sns message notifications which happened to be from him. I tapped on the notif and saw a screenshot of an old selca from my Instagram. It was taken on my second week in Korea and the first time I went up at the old hiking place. I took it where I first met him.
Right below the photo was another message from him.
Byun:
Wow. My baby's so pretty.
12:02PM
Byun:
I am such a lucky man.
12:03PM
The corner of my lips automatically turned upward as I read his message over and over again.
Me:
Oh my god stop stalking me.
02:16PM
I knew he wouldn't be able to reply immediately since he might be getting ready for the concert now so I decided to blow dry my hair. I did it for about more or less twenty minutes. I went back to his bed where my purse was so I could take out my make-up kit when I saw my phone lit up.
Byun:
May I remind you that I have the right to stalk you, baby.
02:48PM
Smiling like a teenager, I started to type in my reply but stopped when I received three more notifications.
Byun sent a photo
Byun sent a photo
Byun sent a photo
My eyes grew big as I hadn't seen the photos he sent me this time. The first time was taken up in the hiking place. It was a candid shot of me with my eyes closed, facing the sunset view. Wait, this was when we were up there the second time around? How was he able to take a photo of me?
The second one was the one when I was sleeping leaning next to the trunk of the tree. This was when we decided to meet each other up there too. I remembered waiting for him and falling asleep at that time then woke up with his face very close to mine.
The last one was taken in the cabin. He was right beside me but his face wasn't shown in the photo. We were in front of the fireplace and again, it seemed like I was sound asleep, my head resting against his chest.
So, he's got a lot of stolen photos of me in his phone and I didn't have any idea?
Me:
What? Don't you know it's a crime to take someone's photo without their consent? Should I file a police report about this?
2:52PM
By the time I sent the message, I was already smiling widely.
Byun:
Oh? Then I guess I should file a report about you STEALING my heart?
2:53PM
Oh my god. I burst out laughing.
Me:
That's so lame, you're aware of that right?
2:54PM
Byun:
Hahaha Love you Baby.
2:55PM
I sent him a giant heart emoji trying my best to stop myself from being all giggly. It's just so amazing how he could make me feel like a woman and a teenager at the same time.
We talked for a little bit before he told me that he needed to keep his phone away since he'd be surrounded by several stylist to prepare for the concert. His last message was telling me to wait for him in his house. Well, I don't have much choice since I couldn't just casually walk outside of a celebrity's house.
***
7:30PM
I was certain his concert was already done by this time but he hadn't sent me a single message yet. I waited for a little more, itching to check my phone from time to time but none came. I was on my way down to the living room when my phone rang.
"Baek." I said right after I answered the call.
"Hey Baby." He sounded a bit hesitant. "There's a problem."
"What's the matter?"
"The whole team will go out for dinner, I might have to go with them."
"Oh." I uttered realizing he wouldn't be able to drive me home. "It's fine. I can just go and head to the station, I think I can still catch the last trip..." I trailed off when I heard him.
"No baby, it's late." He protested. "Can you just stay for one more night? I'll drive you home tomorrow morning."
"But you're going to Paris tomorrow." I reminded him.
The thought of him flying to Paris with Ara bothered me.
"Yes but I still have time to take you home." He reasoned out. "The flight will be in the afternoon anyway."
"Baek, don't exhaust yourself too much for me. I can take care of myself." I insisted because I didn't really like how he's tiring himself out just to make room for me.
The line went silent and I kind of had the feeling that I might have offended him.
"Baek..."
"All I ever want is to make sure you're safe." He replied, his voice not as endearing as before. "But okay, if that's what you want, I'll call Mr. Yoo to drive you to the station."
I didn't really feel at ease about how this conversation had turn out.
"Baek, I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."
"No, it's fine. Just wait for Mr. Yoo." He replied in a dismissive tone.
I sighed.
"Okay."
"Okay." I heard him say.
I waited for him for a couple of second to say something else but none came so I hesitantly ended the call.
I sat on the couch and started to blame myself. He must've been really tired and all he wanted to do was to make time for me but instead of appreciating his efforts, I kind of made him feel being pushed away. Of course, he wouldn't feel good about how I made it seem.
Gosh, this is hard.
I ended up sighing once more.
I was staring at my phone for the next few minutes wanting to send him a message but I just couldn't get myself to do it.
Then I heard the door. I thought of how Mr. Yoo but wasn't it too soon? I stood on my feet and didn't have the time to check who it was when I saw someone just appeared on the living room.
Definitely not Mr. Yoo but Ara.
Kim Ara.
***
We both started at each other, obviously surprised and wasn't expecting each other's presence here. She was beautifully donned in a black black with an elegant maroon overcoat. Her hair was tied in a neat ponytail. Again, she looked so sophisticated. She was holding a bouquet of flowers which I assumed would be for Baekhyun.
I wanted to ask her what was she doing here but she was able to speak first.
"Oh, I didn't expect to see you here Hae Won."
I instantly felt annoyed at how she made it seem like I was the one who didn't have the right to be here.
"Well, Baekhyun asked me to." I replied trying my best not to sound sarcastic. "He's not here by the way. Did he know you're coming over?"
"No. I was supposed to surprise him." She said nonchalantly and lifted the flowers. "I want to congratulate him."
I was speechless, trying to compose myself.
"Where is he?" She asked as she put the flowers down on the table.
"He's having dinner with the staff."
"Oh, I see." She replied casually. "He's making you wait until his celebrity duties are over."
I honestly expected her to leave but she didn't. She sat on the couch in front of me instead. I stared at her and I hate how beautiful she looked.
"By the way Hae Won, Baekhyun hasn't changed his lock yet?" She asked. "He's still using the one he gave me before and it's been years." She told me. "That's obviously how I was able to get in."
Why was she telling me about it in the first place?
"Why are you here Ara?" I finally managed to ask in a controlled voice.
She looked a bit alarmed, puzzled in a way.
"Well, I already told you. I came to surprise him." She answered.
She sounded so innocent. She was making it seem like there wasn't anything wrong with her presence here.
"Is it okay?" I stated as I sat. "I mean you coming over at your ex-boyfriend's house to surprise him like this when he's obviously in a relationship now?" How I was able to deliver that question without sounding rude was an accomplishment.
She looked offended for a second but let out of a smile.
"I understand how you feel so entitled." She said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone. "I can't blame you though. You're his girlfriend now and you probably don't like seeing me here." She tilted her head down. "But I guess you obviously know that I can't give Baekhyun up."
I gulped, still trying to contain the anger building up inside me.
"Your relationship ended years ago. I don't understand why you're doing this all of a sudden." I trailed off to take a deep breath. "As you can see he's fine now."
She let out of a soft laugh.
"We'll his career won't clearly be fine if the public finds out about his relationship with you." She reasoned out. "That's why I'm here. That's why I came back. I'm here to make sure that he wouldn't lose what he loves and worked hard for." She added in a matter of fact tone.
She telling me how I would eventually destroy Baekhyun's career was beyond painful. I felt a pang in my heart, a lump in my throat.
"Baekhyun is a good man and when he loves you, he'll make you feel like you're the only thing that matters to him." She continued. "Believe me, I know how it feels."
"So why did you even have the guts to break his heart in the first place?" I asked, not minding how rude I sounded this time.
She didn't say a word for a moment, even looked hurt. She took a deep breath.
"I see he's already told you about that." She smirked. "But I don't see why I have to explain myself to you Hae Won."
We met each other's eyes. My jaw clenched, she's so behaved, it's irritating.
"I love him." Ara stated. "And I am going to fight for him." The conviction in her voice was clearly evident. "So, thank you for letting him do the magazine shoot. At least we'll have time to be together."
Her statement came like a knife, stabbing my heart.
"It must be hard being you." I heard her say. "It must be hard to just sit, watch and hear how people want me to be with him instead of someone else."
"He doesn't love you." I firmly stated because I didn't know what else to say anymore.
"Yes." She agreed. "But you see that's not how celebrity relationships work Hae won. If you want to stay on top, you gotta go do whatever it takes to please people. Baekhyun knows that since he's been around the industry for a long time."
I was on the verge of crying already but tried my best to resist the tears in front of her.
"And yes he doesn't love me now but don't forget how I was in your place before. I did it the past so I can make him love me again. Especially when between the both of us...I'm the one whom he clearly needs."
I watched her get up, feeling my confidence crumble.
"Well...looks like it might take him a couple of hours to get home. I'll probably get going for now." She told me.
And as if the words I heard from her weren't enough to break me yet...
"I'll see him tomorrow anyway." She added emphasizing her words.
I didn't move, I was too scared or my tears would come rolling down my cheeks right away.
I heard her leave her spot.
"And by the way Hae won..." She said stopping a few feet away from me. "Just so you heard it from me first, I uploaded photos with Baekhyun backstage during his concert. I had to do it to make people happy since you couldn't."
As my hands formed into fists, I felt the same thing with my heart. This was clearly this too much for me to handle. So, as soon as her footsteps faded and the door closed, I gave in to the heavy weight of my unshed tears.
I cried so hard. I was so angry, frustrated and hurt at the same time. I hate how I had to endure everything she just said and I hate how affected I was right now. I hate how she was telling the truth about people liking her for Baekhyun. I hate how I felt so helpless when it comes to this whole celebrity thing. I hate how I couldn't stop crying my heart out.
I was sure my eyes have become swollen and my face have become red from crying when I heard someone's presence.
"Miss Park?"
Realizing that it was Mr. Yoo, I immediately wiped my tears. I knew it wouldn't fix the mess that I already was but I still did anyway.
He looked taken aback when I turned to him.
"Are you okay?" He looked a bit worried as he hesitantly walked towards me. "What did Ara do to you? I saw her car."
I couldn't answer his questions, I was still too speechless.
"I'd better call Baekhyun." I heard him say.
My heart almost skipped a bit at the mention of Baekhyun's name.
"No Mr. Yoo." I protested as I stood and stopped him by holding his arm. "Don't tell him. Not this one. Please." I begged.
"But Miss Park..."
"Please. I'll tell him I promise." I said, trying to stop myself from sobbing. "Now now. Please."
Mr. Yoo looked really worried about me right now. I get the feeling that he wanted to ask more about the situation but didn't.
"Shall I go take you to the station?" He asked, thankfully changing the topic.
I moved my head sideways.
"I'll just wait for him here." I answered. "I'll let him take me home tomorrow morning."
"Okay Miss Park." He agreed. "Should I tell him you'll wait for him here instead?"
I replied by moving my head sideways again.
He nodded.
"At least the food I bought." He stated.
It was just then I noticed the paper bag on the table.
"Thanks Mr. Yoo."
"I'll go ahead now. Will you be fine?"
I nodded.
"If there's anything I could do to help, please tell me." He answered as he took my phone on the table probably to enter his number. "I know how much you mean to Baekhyun and I want to protect you too. He's like a younger brother to me and I will protect everything and everyone that's precious to him."
I swear, he was making me cry more.
"Thank you Mr. Yoo." I barely replied with a steady voice.
I got a one last nod from him before he left.
I looked around the empty house, not really knowing what to do next exactly.
***
10:20PM
I changed to my pajamas and went to lie on his bed. I turned off the lights leaving the bedside lamp on. My eyes were puffy from crying and I didn't want him to see it later. The last thing I would want him to do was worry about me.
I checked my phone and saw a message from him.
Byun:
Are you home now? Please tell me when you are.
09:45PM
I immediately felt guilty. Knowing how he sounded offended by what I said a while ago but texting me now. I did not reply. I didn't want to lie nor tell him I was waiting for him. I put my phone back on the bedside table. I closed my eyes hoping I'd forget everything that happened today.
***
I had obviously fallen asleep because I didn't hear him got in. He was sitting right next to me on the bed, his removing the locks of hair from my face before his thumb caressed my cheek. He didn't say anything and I just had to right the urge to open my eyes and hug him.
When he walked away probably to get changed, it was just when I opened my eyes. I saw him taking his watch off before going to the bathroom.
I checked the digital clock on the table and it said 10:53PM.
About fifteen minutes after, he went back to the bed. He climbed on his side of the bed, his freshly showered scent filling my sense right away. I was facing the other way and I felt him slide his arm around my waist to hold me close to him.
"Thank God you're still here." He said gently, resting his chin on my shoulder.
I swear, nothing comforts me better than his presence. I was so thankful he's right beside me right now. I couldn't imagine having to go through the night without him. I'd be drowning in my own thoughts, overthinking.
"I'm sorry about while ago." He added. "And I'm sorry for making you wait."
My heart sank as I closed my eyes, biting my lip to resist my tears.
Please dear heart...
you have to be strong.
~♥~
AN: Yes, an early update for you loves. As you can see things are beginning to get complicated again for them.
Please don't hate me. ^^