Shortest chapter ever.....

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"Baekhyun what are you doing?" I heard Chanyeol ask in a cold tone before prying me off of him.

"I-I" I try to think before I stood there, luckily it was dark or else my face would be shown.

"There was a black out so the lights aren't coming up until tomorrow. And please be more professional and keep your hands to yourself." Chanyeol announced his eyes piercing into mine.

"Yes Mr. Park." I mumbled before blindly following him in the dark.

He entered his room and I wanted to go in as well but stopped at the door as Chanyeol closed it. Reluctantly I turned back to my room and took slow deep breaths.

I flicked on the light switch and indeed the lights didn't turn on. I tried feeling my way around and sat on the bed before wrapping myself in the blanket. I blinked back a bit to get rid of the tears and wiped the streaks that rolled on my face. The tips of my hair was still wet but I didn't have the heart to care about it now.

It was still late at night but I still couldn't sleep the darkness wrapping around me. Sighing I walked to the balcony still wrapped in my blankets and stared at the moon beaming down at me.

So bright and pretty even the stars scattered around shone brightly tonight. How I wished to see it with Chanyeol.

Small pieces of happy memories played in my head with Chanyeol and I couldn't help but grin stupidly at the night sky. Then my smile faltered as negative thoughts rolled in my head.

Does Chanyeol really hate me that much? Maybe all the love I felt before was my illusion. Maybe I'm too childish and too much of a coward. I shouldn't be scared of these things. I'm sorry Chanyeol I didn't try hard enough to return and now you forgot me. I love you still maybe even more than before but I'll be happy as long as you're ok. It's ok I'm fine-when everything feels so painful.

Even though it was cold, I enjoyed the light accompanying me as I leaned my head on the railings feeling the coolness soothe me.

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3rd Person's Pov

Chanyeol sat on his cold leather chair as he looked at the cctv monitoring Baekhyun's room. He watched as the brunette curled himself in the balcony and leaned on the railings as he fell asleep.

The tips of his hair tousled messily and his fingers curled around the thin blanket to keep him warm. Soft droplets of tears hugged the ends of his lashes enhancing his fragile image.

Standing up, he walked out into the balcony and blew a puff a smoke out as it flew away.

"Byun Baekhyun." Chanyeol tried it on his tongue smirking.

"You've returned huh?" Chanyeol mused as he inhaled another puff of smoke.

"Let the fun begin."

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Isn't it nice to trust me? No amnesia and only a revengeful Chanyeol filled with hate who wants to hurt Baekhyunnie. Isn't that wonderful? (Note the Sarcasm) See you in the next decade with fluff! Oh and one of you guys guessed the plot-darn it you and your genius mind. Hehe. 😲😲😲