Baekhyun's Pov :
The sudden nervousness was growing inside my stomach.
Chanyeol appeared to be genuinely worried, assuring me but more to himself every minute with soothing words which made me feel a tingling sensation all over my skin.
As we walk I didn't notice the cars or the people who passed by. We were walking from the past five minutes until we stopped at the bus stop. We never spoke until we were exiting the bus. I couldn't help but just follow him. I don't know where the trust came from! It's like it happen naturally.
We walked some more, and then a whole lane of small story houses came into view.
"Is this where you live?" My jaw drops, as I stare in awe, towards the small wooden cabin, its entrance was decorated with simple and small golden fairy lights illuminating the front of the Cabin.
He nodded, getting out a key to open the door. "Yes, temporarily"
The Cabin was surrounded by small cut grass forming a single path in the middle to walk towards the door. He turns around facing me while my eyes where still fixed over the Cabin. I feel him slightly squeezing our hands which are still attached into a gentle grip.
"Yes?" I cocked a brow, which he only shrugs finally letting our hands detached making me feel kinda pout in disappointment.
He opens the door with a small key and let himself inside before letting me in as well. The small cabin was definitely not small at all. There was a queen-sized bed pushed towards the left beside the wide window which gives the clear view of the backyard.
Facing the bed with some distance there was a small study table and chair with a shelf attached on top filled with books and a single door wardrobe. Towards the other side, there was a huge small space covered with big pillows and layers and layers of thick Blankets. Facing it was mini Kitchen and Bathroom which looks cleaner and neatly stacked.
The cabin looks so cosy and comfy that I felt like settling down here myself. The usually stoic Chanyeol led me towards his bed as if I was someone doll made up of glass. The silence was awkward as I tried to distract myself from wondering anywhere but him.
As he starts to rummage around the cabin I let my tired an exhausted self lay down for a while. The fever was already making me feel sleepy but I don't want to sleep before having a nice meal.
After a while, I smell something very delicious which kinda aroused the hunger in me while I desperately tried to not flush over my growling stomach.
Chanyeol returns back with a tray filled with a large bowl of Chicken soup beside a glass of water and a pill there was also a thermometer.
After checking my temperature he heaved a sigh of relief so I guess I'm not severely ill.
"Dig In," He said and I gladly did. I was so hungry that I didn't even care about manners and being a polite child. Right now I and my food are the only things that exist.
I don't know if I was hearing things or being delusional or maybe my ears are not clean enough because the next second I hear Chanyeol chuckling while shaking his head.
"Silly, slow down" He mumbled, more like whispered as he hesitantly wiped my lips with his fingers.
Before I could retort back at him for calling me silly he walked away but came back again with some tissues. He took me by surprise leaning down and cradling my face like I was a baby he was asked to babysit. Instantly I breathed in his sweet delicious cologne and filling up my lungs as our faces were now too close to each other. I can feel my cheeks getting warmer as I stare at his smile showing those adorable dimples as he slowly wipes the mess on my lips. I forgot how messy I become while eating when I'm hungry. I'm sure he must think I'm some starving wolf who hasn't been fed for a long time.
He wipes the remnants left on my lips while I only gape at our close proximity. Clenching my eyes shut, the scene reminded me of our positions in the Infirmary which was somewhat familiar to the current one. I find my eyes moving towards his eyes that were furrowed with concentration as if he was solving a puzzle. His pointed nose scrunched up in a cute way making me almost coo pinching it. My eyes follow down over his lips, at last, I feel my soul leaving me as my gaze linger over his plump lips a little longer, which were slowly tempting me towards them. A lump was formed in my throat as I gulped exhaling slowly an painfully I yanked my eyes from those lips but what caused me to almost have a heart attack where those deep chocolate iris pinning over me causing me to gulp again. Why is he making me feel like I've done some crime and got caught in process?
Well, you were shamelessly staring at his lips what do you expect? Do you expect him to kiss you? No! No way Byun Baekhyun. He would never. Wait! it's not like I want to kiss him no, not at all! You are sick so he won't kiss you either. I won't kiss him even if I wasn't sick. Ah, Fuxk!
"What are you thinking" I gasped when he brushes his rough fingers gently under my chin pulling it slowly up to face him.
"No-Nothing at a-all" I tried to pry his hand away but he didn't let me so I gave in with a quiet sigh.
"I'm just thinking" He hummed while his fingers caressed my cheeks. I have noticed him doing that a lot of time. Don't tell me he was obsessed with them now? I feel my face heat up again making him surprise and stare at me with his curious eyes.
"What are you exactly thinking?"
I felt my heart hammering inside. Fuxk! Will he think I'm a pervert. We haven't even gone on a simple date and here I was already filling my brains with wild imaginations. What if he finds me wired and laugh at me for having perverted thoughts.
"I'm sleepy" I faked a yawn and stumbled back sinking myself inside his warm covers. He watched me one brow raised as I cover myself from head to toe. I wish I can dig a hole so that I can hurry and never come out but the truth was I was so embarrassed.
"Baekhyun" Hearing my name from his mouth made me jolt up but I ignored it and my erotic heart as I hear him mutter under his breath.
"Take your medicines at least" His words made me peek out a little while he handed me the pills and a glass of water. Way to embarrass yourself more Baekhyun.
"Th-Thankyou" I let my head fall over the fluffy pillow and sunk some more inside the covers ready to dose off again.
I felt him laying beside me but I was too tired to protest.
"May I?" He whispered, and i don't know I just bobbed my head and let him.
When I thought nothing would make my heart jump more, I feel him pulling me against his chest with one of his arm placed over my waist cocooning me tightly in his embrace. The knot in my stomach tightens as soon as his warm breathe fan over my ears making me groan and sink more into his arms.
I felt him move when I sensed a soft palm caressing my hairs, thick fingers gliding within my locks. A very faint touch of lips was tenderly placed over my forehead.
"Sleep" he sighed.
I was so into the slumber that it made me smile leaning more into the gentle warm touch, unconsciously my hands hold his as I sank down closer towards the heat radiating behind me.
I think I heard something but maybe it was another one of my imagination.
"I Got You finally Bee Bee"
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[ Few Hours before the Orphanage Incident ]
Kyungsoo's Pov :
I hate coming to Parties especially those which are full of arrogant rich bastards. Being the Son of a Top Model and a Fashion Designer Mom would always drag me to these parties as if these people would open a new door for my Career.
If I decline her she would make me live hell by collecting all my favourite stuff and lock me as if I did some crime and was kept in prison.
Sighing, I wander around the crowded hall filled with Celebrities, businessman and some top models who look like they came out of a magazine.
I feel suffocated as soon as Mom introduces me to her colleagues as some kind of trophy she won in those shows she does every year bragging about my 'straight As' which I never found something to brag about. I would have appreciated if she rather talked about me having an amazing voice and great acting skills.
When her 'friends' started to pull my cheeks and started calling me with some shitty cute names I thought that's it. I'm out of here.
Now, I'm just lazily looking around for another type of entertainment. I couldn't recognise the corridor I was walking through until a figure collided with me spilling some of his beverage over me. Wow! this was yet to happen.
"I'm so so sorry" My gaze snapped towards the figure who looked a little bit too messy for such a luxurious place. His top two buttons were undone while the shirt looks crumpled. His hairs were all over the place as if he messed them up a lot of times.
Looking at his dishevelled stature I let it go and before I could come up with an excuse another figure emerged behind him making the man stagger and rush out he basically ran as if his life was at stake.
Now, that I compare the two of them they look exactly the same with crumpled clothes and messy appearance. That's when I knew what they did. Eww! Scrunching my face in disgust I tried to walk out ignoring the man who was now staring at me with his piercing eyes until he grins slyly putting his hand in front of me for a handshake. I look at his hands than at him before rolling my eyes. How can he even think I would touch those dirty hands which did something inappropriate a few minutes ago. Yikes!
"I'm Kim Jongin". Pershing my lips I step aside ready to ignore him and just leave when he spoke again. "Never seen you before. Are you a new model?"
"Whatever" I know I'm being a bitch but he is a stranger I can't trust. He stares at me with an offended look, lips turning into a frown before they get replaced with a sly smirk.
"Well, it's fine if you don't wanna tell your name sweetheart" Out of nowhere, I felt him leaning over making me take a step back but before I could protest and yell, he pulled me by my waist, shushing me by a finger on my lips. I struggle against him, his hot breath fanning over my ears. "Angels are supposed to be in Heaven, how come they let you down here"
"Well" I find myself leaning closer until I placed my hands over his and pull us apart pretty harshly as I detached myself. With a sarcastic smile, I moved a little away. "Whores are supposed to be in a Brothel, How come they let you Out"
It was my turn to smirk now as he grits it teeth before a very creepy grin took his features. "That's, a good one Cupcake"
In my whole life, I've met many jerks but this one is an exception. I swear I would never attend these parties ever again.
Shaking my head and dusting myself, I step aside to move but his hand blocked me. I groaned internally. I forgot he is an asshole for a second. He is handsome but his personality is trash.
Before, I could say anything I felt warm lips pressing at the crown of my head. I staggered back, and for the first time, I found myself losing my cool.
With some more pressure I finally pushed him away but his smirk didn't waver as he calmly fixed his suit jacket. I tried to ignore the jolt of electricity that made me jerk as soon as his lips touch my skin.
"Let's meet again someday my Angel. I like you already" I look away going back to my usual stoic and unbothered face stepping around him to go back. But I can't ignore the butterflies that were parading in my stomach.
"In your dreams, asshole" I snort forcefully, but my thoughts were filled by that kiss making me crave for his warmth surprisingly, but I walked out not unaffected. I could feel a very hot sensation spreading through my chest engulfing my stone-cold heart, squeezing it tenderly, but my mind was too fuzzy.
I tried hard to stop myself from going back and throwing a punch at his handsome face. What a shameless freak! I hate Parties who have such jerks in them. Who even invited him here.
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