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B Y U N B A E K H Y U N

This is basically not the way i expected about seeing him again.

Not in a suit. Or a mask. And definitely not inside our home.

Chanyeol swallowed as he stared down at me with wide eyes. Even with his mask, i can tell that his cheeks started to turn pink from embarrassment, maybe. He nervously shifted from one foot to another and his eyes kept on darting from me to my back. Like he's afraid someone might notice us.

"I... I didn't know your family's a friend of ours." I said.

Chanyeol swallowed again. Is he nervous?

"I-it's... not that." he choked. He reached for his mask as if making sure it's still there. His eyes gazed at me for a moment and i just looked at him questioningly. His answer didn't make any sense.

Finally, Chanyeol sighed through his mouth and then he closed his eyes and massaged his temples. He then met my eyes and his lips curl into a small smile that somehow made me smile, too. Even with his mask hiding his face, i could tell how gorgeous he is tonight.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked with a laugh.

Chanyeol chuckled. "This is--- Ah. How did you find me?" he asked as he shook his head with amusement.

"I thought you're a guest who's not enjoying my party." I told him. "That would really hurt my feelings, you know?" The server is back and he handed me a glass of juice. I took it and gave him my thanks.

"I'm fine." Chanyeol said but i somehow feel that he's lying.

I frowned at him. "You don't know anyone?" i asked. "Want me to introduce you to--"

"NO!" Chanyeol immediately protested.

I gave him a look.

"I-i mean..." then he shook his head. "Do you want to dance?"

I frowned even deeper. "What?"

Chanyeol gestured to the dance floor. "Do you want to dance?" he asked and offered his other hand to me. He's smiling sheepishly and he suddenly look like a child asking for something.

My frown vanished and i have to laugh. I placed the glass over the buffet and i slowly took his hand in mine. It's cold, rough and calloused. And yet i like it. I like his skin against mine. I like how he's holding my hand so gently like i am made of porcelain.

I like how he feels.

I like him.

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Byun Baekhyun is really beautiful.

I took his slender hand in mine as i took him to the dance floor. His skin feels so soft and it made me run my thumb over the back of his palm. The orchestra is playing a slow song and lovers started to gather around us. We stopped at the center, where we're quite hidden from other people's view.

I slowly put my hand on his waist and even through his suit, i can tell how slender he is. I took one of his hands and put it on my shoulder. Baekhyun giggled when i took his other hand and started swaying through the music. Even his laugh sounds like music.

"You're really pretty." I blurted out.

Fck. Okay. Sht. That was embarrassing.

He's eyes widened for a bit. And then he grinned. "I am wearing a mask." he pointed out but his hand tightened around mine so i squeezed his hand back. I pulled his waist closer and Baekhyun has to lean back so he could look at me full on the face.

I smirked. "Regardless."

Baekhyun giggled again. "Thank you, Mister." he answered politely and a playful smile is playing at the side of his lips.

"So... this is a welcome party." I started. "For you. Why?"

"I'm from China." Baekhyun answered, still smiling. "I came home to finish my studies at EXO-U."

I can't help but to smile wide. "Really? You're staying here for good?"

Baekhyun nodded. "You sound so happy." he laughed. "I wonder why..." then he gave me a very playful look, cocking his head to one side as he smirked.

"I do." I admitted. "You don't know how much that fact made me happy."

"Oh." he nodded.

He studied my face for a while, still with that smirk.

And then his eyes darted to my lips with his smirk disappearing, replaced by a look of pure concern. His hand reached for the bruise Kris made and he gently touched it with his fingers. He ran his thumb over it very slowly, it made me close my eyes for a moment.

"Does it still hurt?" he whispered.

I slowly shook my head, leaning to his touch. "I'm fine now." i mumbled. "I'm glad you were there."

Baekhyun smiled at me warmly. When i thought he's going to pull back, he suddenly touched my face and he ran his thumb over my cheek. He looked at me so seriously although his eyes are sad and confused at the same time. Even his smile is sad.

"Why?" I whispered. "Are you okay, Baekhyun?"

I felt him sigh. "I don't know... why you make me feel like this." he muttered. "I don't know you, Chanyeol. I don't even know your last name. You're a stranger. You could be anyone."

I leaned into his touch. "I know." i whispered back. "I also don't know why i feel this way, Baekhyun."

He stared at me for a moment.

"Chanyeol..." he started. "Do you think i love you?" he suddenly asked.

His smile disappeared and it was replaced by a look of curiosity. He didn't let go of my face. He just held me there and with my other hand, i held his hand that's on my cheek and i placed it against my lips.

I brushed my lips over his fingers and kissed them gently.

"I don't know what you feel." I whispered as i stared back into his beautiful eyes. "But i know how i feel Baekhyun."

Baekhyun watched me with those eyes. Like he's trying to figure out what to do with what i said. When i let go of his hand, placing it back on my shoulder, Baekhyun leaned down and he placed his head over my chest. I just pulled him closer and wrapped my arm around his small frame. I gently kissed his hair and i felt him sigh.

"I never knew falling would be like this." he whispered. "It's terrifying."

My arm traveled to his hair. It's so soft.

"Byun Baekhyun..." I started. "You need to know one thing."

Baekhyun didn't pull back. "What?" he breathed against my suit.

I pulled him closer. I don't want him away.

"Baekhyun... I'm Park Chanyeol."

B Y U N B A E K H Y U N

His words felt like nails scratching my throat. Reality feels like a building falling over me. My heart skipped a beat and my chest feels heavy.

He's a Park.

I stopped and closed my eyes.

I inhaled and Chanyeol's smell filled my brain.

I didn't move for a full minute and with my head over his chest, i could hear his fast heartbeat. I could feel his nervousness. I could feel his doubt. I could feel his hesitance. His fear. His fear for me. His fear of losing me.

I wrapped my arm around his neck.

I shook my head.

"I don't care."

P A R K C H A N Y E O L

His words felt like rain washing all the fear away. His words felt like life itself.

It's only in that moment that i realized i'm holding my breath.

"Baekhyun..."

"I don't care." he repeated and it's firmer this time. He pulled me closer and he's almost hugging me. I held him back and i kissed his hair again. Baekhyun relaxes under my touch. Every time.

I looked up and around us. We're surrounded by people who believes in one side over this stupid family feud. These people would want nothing but to destroy us. People would crave nothing but the fall of one of us.

My family. His family.

They would pull us away from each other.

"I don't want to lose you." I said. "It would kill me." and it's the truth. It's the realest thing right now.

Baekhyun nodded against my chest. "I don't want you gone." he breathed.

I smiled. "Baekhyun..."

He lifted his head just enough so he could look at me. His face is too close.

"Hm?"

I leaned closer. "I love you."

Then i pressed my lips on his.

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