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B Y U N   B A E K H Y U N

I ran my hand over my arm as i shiver.

The atmosphere's starting to turn colder now and the wind is quite stronger. Chanyeol and I are both leaning over the railings, watching the dark forest in front of us and sharing bizarre stories about our lives.

I felt an arm wrap around me, pulling me closer. "Come here." Chanyeol breathed. "I'll warm you up."

I grinned as i snuggled nearer, resting my head on his shoulder. I glanced up at him and he's looking down at me with his eyes so kind and a small smile on his lips. I smiled back.

"You can remove your mask now." I whispered.

Chanyeol grinned as he looked around. "Are you sure?" he asked.

I nodded, biting my lip thoughtfully. "I... guess so?" i whispered. "Besides, i want to see your face. Here." then i reached out for my own mask, removing it from my face.

Chanyeol's smile grew wider as he stared at me. Then i touched his face, my fingers hovering on the bow that held his black mask. His eyes are so intense, looking down at me with such love and tenderness.

"Would you mind?" I whispered, raising my brow.

But instead of answering, Chanyeol touched my face. "You're really beautiful, aren't you?" he smirked as he shook his head, as if he can't believe what he's seeing right now.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Won't you remove your mask?" i asked instead.

Chanyeol grinned and he swooped down to give me a peck on the lips. When he tried to pull back, i pulled his face and kissed him one more time. He just feels so good, i can't get enough of him. We started kissing and touching and hugging, just pulling each other close as much as possible. I don't think i wanted to breathe. I don't think i want to stop.

And just when i'm about to pull his mask free, someone cleared his throat.

Chanyeol and I pulled back from each other and we both stared in surprise at the two figures standing by the doorway of the balcony. I grabbed Chanyeol's hand and he squeezed my hand back.

"Father." i said breathlessly.

My Father and Yifan is gazing at us, eyes intense. "Baekhyun..." Father said in a tight voice. "I thought you're engaged." he added and he sure directed the statement to Chanyeol.

Now i am more than glad that i wasn't able to remove his mask.

"I am not." i answered my Father.

Father glared at me. "Byun Baekhyun, we had an agreement."

"We didn't." I hissed, my voice starting to raise. "Father, we didn't have an agreement. You and Mother had that agreement with the Oh Family."

Father is now gritting his teeth but a few guests are glancing at us from the ballroom hall and i know my Father won't afford ruining his image.

"Baekhyun." Yifan started. "Do you want to talk? We can--"

"No." I said as i shook my head. "I'm fine. I'm with someone." then i gestured at Chanyeol and Yifan's eyes darted to him. He squinted his eyes and i can feel Chanyeol tense beside me.

"Who's this?" Yifan asked, pointing a finger at Chanyeol.

I glared at him. "Yifan, don't you dare point a finger at him. That's rude!" i hissed.

"What's rude is making out with someone when you're engaged, Baekhyun!" he shot back.

"I told you i am not engaged with that Oh Sehun!" i shouted at him. "I am not and i will never be engaged with him. I won't marry him!"

Yifan let out an exasperated breath as he stared at me with disapproval.

"Let's go, Baekhyun." Father hissed at me. His frown starts to get deeper and his face angrier. He glanced at Chanyeol again and he looks at him really bad.

I shook my head. "No." i said. "I'm staying here."

"Baekhyun. I am warning you." Father said in an obviously controlled voice. "We wouldn't want to make a scene, do we?" and he tried to smile.

I clenched my jaw. "I am staying here."

"You don't have the right to disobey me. I am your Father!" He hissed. "Now, you let go of that guy's hand and come with us. Do you hear me?"

I shook my head. "I'm not taking orders from you okay? I'm so done with it!"

Yifan stepped forward. "Baekhyun, please." he muttered, eyes begging. "Let's go. Please."

I looked at him. "Yifan... just please leave me alone." i whispered. "I don't want to--"

"You don't have to choose!" Father suddenly said and his eyes are as deadly as i can tell. "You will never have an option, do you understand that? You will do what we tell you. You are nothing but something the company would use! You should have figured that out a long time now!"

I know that. I fcking know that fact.

But hearing it said. I never knew it could hurt like this.

"You are meant for this!" Father continued. "You are meant for our own disposal, you are meant to follow orders! You don't have a choice, Baekhyun, do you hear me?! You don't get to choose from anything! WE WILL CHOOSE FOR YOU!"

I bit my lip and shook my head. I can already feel the tears brimming in my eyes. "No..." I choked but it suddenly came out as a sob.

I felt Chanyeol's arm wrap around me.

"You don't need to talk to him that way." he said to my Father.

"YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, YOU BASTARD!" Father bellowed but as he realized, he tried to fix himself though his eyes are still angry. He tilted his head to one side, trying to see if anyone's watching us.

As he said before. We wouldn't want to make a scene.

Chanyeol pulled me closer. "Baekhyun doesn't deserve this." he said firmly and my Father's eyes are blazing with anger. "He doesn't deserve being forced into something that would destroy him as a person. He is wonderful. But i guess you don't see that." I grabbed his hand, stopping him. I don't want Yifan noticing who's this man beside me.

But i guess i'm too late.

Yifan took another step towards us. "Do i know you?" he hissed.

I pulled Chanyeol behind me. "Yifan--"

"You guess." Chanyeol said and i can sense the teasing in his voice. "Do you know me? Wu Yifan?"

"Stop it--" I hissed so only him could hear.

Yifan's eyes went wide. "Park Chanyeol." he said between gritted teeth.

My Father raised his brows in surprise upon hearing Chanyeol's whole name. He gave Chanyeol a long knowing look before resorting to glaring at us. His jaw clenched and his fingers are into a fist. His look lingered on Chanyeol and i can sense him trying to control his breathing.

"You asshole!" Yifan hissed and he stepped forward again. "How dare you!"

"Yifan don't!" I said when he won't stop walking towards us. "Stop right there!"

Yifan stopped and looked at me. His eyes are a mixture of fury and disbelief. "Baekhyun..." he started, shaking his head. "That's Park Chanyeol! Are you blind?!"

"I know him, Yifan. I know." I said and i tried to keep my voice calm. "I know he shouldn't be here. I know that. But please... just leave him out of this."

"How could i fcking do that?! He is gate crashing!" Yifan shouted and he gave Chanyeol another hateful glance. He stared at him for a moment. "I will kill you, Park." he sneered.

"Yifan!" I shouted at him. "I said leave him--"

"Oh yeah?" Chanyeol hissed and i nudged him with my elbow. "You will kill me, huh?"

"Chanyeol please!" I begged and i turned to push him farther from Yifan. I pinned him between me and the railings and when i looked back, Yifan is still glaring at us.

"I will fcking kill you, Park Chanyeol." He muttered.

But when he took another step towards us, Father stopped him.

"Don't." he said, his voice firm. "Let's go, Yifan."

"What?!" Yifan said in disbelief as he turned to look at Father. "There's a Park in here, uncle! He's a fcking Park! He deserve to die!"

"Do you think i don't know that?!" My Father hissed. "But this party is not a place for a stupid fight! The guests will know and we'll be the topic of rumors!"

Yifan clenched his jaw. He sneered and looked back at us one more time before nodding and stomping out of the balcony and back to the ballroom hall. Father stayed there for a while.

He gazed at us and i can't read the emotion in his eyes.

"Park Chanyeol." he murmured. "I didn't expect this meeting."

Chanyeol nodded. "Neither did i." he answered.

Father raised a brow. "Do you know that i could kill you the moment you stepped out of the gates?" he asked in a voice laced with menace. "I could send an assassin and he could gun you down to bits."

"I know that." Chanyeol said.

"Then what made you stay?" Father asked.

Chanyeol wrapped his arm around my waist protectively. "Baekhyun."

"He's getting married." i heard Father say as he glanced at me. "He's getting married to the heir of the Oh Family. And when that happened, we'll be one of the richest in the whole world."

Chanyeol shook his head. "I won't let that." he said firmly. "I love him."

"Love." Father repeated. "Won't bring you anywhere but down."

"My Mother said..." Chanyeol started, his voice calm. "That someone who can't love, is not human at all."

Father smirked. "But she's dead now, right?" he said. "And you're left with your stepmother and your Dad who knows nothing but steal all our company's ideas."

"That's enough." I finally said and i held Chanyeol's hand, pulling him to the doors. "We're leaving." I said and i gave Father a nod before walking fast into the noisy and crowded hall. Chanyeol is silent as i led him to the large oak doors and into an empty hallway.

The lights are dimmer and the air is cozier. We couldn't hear the loud music of the orchestra but his breathing, so close to mine made me calmer. I stopped and pulled him to a corner where no one could see us. I turned to him and i reached out to touch his face.

"Are you okay?" I whispered. "I'm sorry for what happened."

Chanyeol was breathless and he pulled his mask out of his face, revealing his flushed and gorgeous face that could somehow take my breath away. He dropped the mask to the floor and he suddenly wrap his arms around my waist as he buried his face to the crook of my neck.

"I'm sorry." I murmured, brushing his hair. "I'm so sorry."

Chanyeol just pulled me closer. "Please don't marry him." he breathed against my neck. "Please don't, Baekhyun. I am begging you."

I shook my head. "I won't, okay?" I assured him. "If i'll marry someone, i swear it'll be you."

"I can't lose you." he whispered. "Not like that. Not when i love you this much."

I smiled. "I'm not leaving you." I whispered back.

So it turned out that Chanyeol has his cousin, Jeon Jungkook, with him in the ball. We spent the remaining hours looking for him and we finally caught him drinking and laughing with some girl we don't know.

"I forgot her name." Jungkook said while we're waiting for the valet to get their car. "I think she said but i wasn't listening."

Chanyeol rolled his eyes. "You're such a jerk." he hissed.

Jungkook grinned and he looked at me. "So you're Byun Baekhyun, right?" he said with a big smile. "God, you're really too pretty for a guy, aren't you?"

I smiled at him. "I guess that's a compliment?"

"Of course it is!" Jungkook exclaimed, laughing. "My cousin's head over heels for you, babe." then he gave me a wink.

I laughed as an answer and Chanyeol just glared at his cousin.

When the car arrived, Jungkook went straight to the driver's side after giving me another wave. I pulled Chanyeol's hand and stared at him with worry.

"You take care, okay?" I murmured. "If anything happens, tell me."

Chanyeol smiled. "Nothing will happen." he said. Then he kissed me one more time and i kissed him back. It was tender and gentle and i just feel all the unspoken 'i love you' and 'i'll miss you' in it.

"I love you." he whispered as he let go of my hand.

I clenched my fingers into a fist. "I love you, too."

Then i watched them drive away. My soul will be aching for our next meeting.

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