👣Traces of me 👣
Part 2 : Lies on you
It's 8 AM already but byun baekhyun didn't tear his fingers off the keyboard nor his eyes from the screen since everyone left. He won't stop unless he finish but a minute later he close his eyes for a moment. He can sense his body won't follow him anymore at this rate thay he stands up to make a warm tea at the pantry.
He sighs as he find nothing but instant coffee. Maybe he should have coffee instead of tea. It's not good for him but a few sips won't hurt, he thought. His body needs a lil caffeine to keep him awake. He hates to bring homework for weekends. .
Baekhyun takes a sip before leaning on the cupboard near the window. He takes a deep breath enjoying the night view of seoul. The city he loves so much. He loves his hometown, especially grandma's place environment but this is where he lives since he's teenger. Half of his live started here, soon ends here too. .
He swallowed in a deep thought, oblivious to the loud 'DING' sound of the lift. .
"Byun baekhyun!" .
He snaps at the mad man "C..Chanyeol?"
. "What the hell are you doing? What do you think youre doing?" . "I.. What's wrong?" . "WHATS WRONG? YOU ASK WHATS WRONG?" Chanyeol furious at how the smaller respond to him. He doesn't care if it's his boyfriend's workplace. It's not like anyone is present besides his man. . "Chanyeol, calm down." . "Calm down? You're kidding me right? What's the use of having phone when you're not gonna answers it for 8 fucking hours?"
. "Y-you call?" . "You're unbelievable!" Chanyeol marches closer as he place his own back palm to his boyfriend's forehead. .
"You're not even notice you're sweating? Your face is pale like you're gonna collapse anytime!" He flash to the cup the smaller grip at. .
"Ha! Coffee?? Byun baekhyun, you're-" He sighs loudly as fingers messing his hair.
Baekhyun bites his lips as he feels sorry. "Chanyeol ah.. " .