AN: Hello! Yeah, sorry for the really late update, I didn't realize that I had to take Summer School to be more advanced and graduate more early than I expected. So...you know, pretty busy. Anyways here is the update, I hope you guys like it! <3 Very angsty, but I'll make up for it, the next chapter ^_^

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With a deep sigh, Chanyeol finally found his way to Kyungsoo's house. He stood at his doorstep, pausing to card his hands through his hair, wiping his dry tears away, so he can make himself look pleasant in front of Kyungsoo's boyfriend. Chanyeol thinks back of his childhood and teenage years with Kyungsoo. The thoughts and times lingering through his mind, while allowing himself to a small airy chuckle leave his mouth when he absolutely recollects Kyungsoo's repeated swore of never getting a boyfriend. He had many crushes, but never a boyfriend. This will be interesting.

As he was about to lift his hand to knock, Chanyeol was knocked out of his breath and left with wide eyes, when the door opened to reveal a sexy man with sun-kissed skin that made out his handsome features very well. All in all, he was fucking hot. Holy shit, Kyungsoo.

"May I help you?" The man speaks with a low husky voice questioning why a very tall human being is standing right outside his door at 1:00 in the morning.

"D-did Kyungsoo not tell y-you?" Chanyeol questions, inwardly cursing at himself for stuttering in front of Kyungsoo's possible boyfriend.  

"Tell me what?" The man says folding his arms across his chest, wondering how Kyungsoo knew this man.

"That I was coming." Chanyeol says more firmly, not wanting to seem weak. But, after a while, he promptly changed his facial expression and tone of voice, when he catches a glimpse of the olive-skinned boy's obvious expression of anger. He looks like he's going to throw a punch at any second just because Chanyeol mentioned Kyungsoo. What the fuck, did Kyungsoo forget?

"You know maybe if you call him, you would understand the situation more clearly, because honestly I don't like your attitude." Chanyeol says, crossing his arms against his chest too.

"How about no, and stop asking for Kyungsoo, he's taken. And frankly, I don't give a fuck about what you think about my attitude!" The man says, pinning Chanyeol with a death glare.

"Listen you littl-"

"Whoa, whoa, what's happening here?" Kyungsoo questions, running as fast as he can downstairs to where he can hear a loud conversation with his boyfriend and someone else outside his home. Kyungsoo full with curiosity advances his way to the door to see it wide open, where he spots Chanyeol's immediate familiar large ears with sleepy eyes, but isn't sure if he's looking right, because at the moment, it looks like Chanyeol is gripping at his boyfriend's collar, to which Kyungsoo shakes his head and rubs his eyes to confirm the scene unfolding in front of him. His eyes still open to Chanyeol, and Kyungsoo is confused as to why his giant of a friend is here, then he goes back to their last conversation they both had, and he immediately fists his hair in frustration, when he commemorates Chanyeol's voice saying he wanted to come over.

"Chanyeol? Shoot! Sorry Chan, I forgot!"

"Yeah, I know," Chanyeol pauses to glare at Kyungsoo's boyfriend, and pushes him away from his tight grip around his collar, "this asshole of a boyfriend you call was thinking that I wanted something with you."

"You know this guy?" Kyungsoo's boyfriend questions, with furrowed eyebrows, his hand pointing at Chanyeol's direction.

"Unfortunately, yes, we've been best friends since high school, but I may have forgotten to mention him..."

He nods in realization and relieved of his worries of Kyungsoo's possible cheating on him. He turns around to see that the giant, in front of him, is still expecting something from him.

"What?!"

"What do you mean what, you have to apologize for mistaking me and Kyungsoo from cheating!"

"What if I don't want to."

"Okay, okay, settle down boys, let's just introduce ourselves first," he pauses for a hum, "no need to fight at this hour of the night." Kyungsoo pitches into the conversation when he knows Chanyeol is at his breaking point of smashing his boyfriend's face. Kyungsoo prefers not.  

He gestures his hand to point at Chanyeol. "This is my best friend since I could remember, Park Chanyeol." Chanyeol nods confidently with a smirk directed at Kyungsoo's boyfriend who has on a deep frown.

"Who may I add can be a pain in the ass." Chanyeol pauses his confident nodding, coming into the realization of Kyungsoo's change of words, "Yah!"

Kyungsoo changes his course to his boyfriend with a loving expression etched all over his face. "Chanyeol, this is my boyfriend, Kim Jongin."

Chanyeol scoffs, "Yeah...met him." Chanyeol looks back to see that Kyungsoo's eyes are still fixated on his boyfriend. He waves his hand in irritation when he feels invisible. "Guys, I'm still here."

Kyungsoo snaps out of his gaze and looks back at Chanyeol with wide eyes. "Right, sorry. So yeah...um what happened with the whole of you wanting to come over and everything?"

Chanyeol grabs the side of his nape embarrassed, "Can I speak to you in private?"

Kyungsoo nods, "Sure." As Kyungsoo walks ahead showing Chanyeol the way to their bedroom, Jongin decides to tag along. Chanyeol can feel a presence behind him and briefly swings his back to see Jongin's judging eyes stare back at him.

"Really?!"

Chanyeol looks back at Kyungsoo who turns his back when hearing Chanyeol's continuous bickering with Jongin. "I said in private Kyungsoo, so could you tell your boyfriend to stop following us."

"Well, why are you guys going alone? Whatever you have to say to Kyungsoo you can just as easily tell it to me." Jongin says, with his arms crossed against his chest.

Chanyeol takes a deep breath, "Fine!"

As Chanyeol accepts Jongin's annoying insisting with a roll of his eyes, he begins walking behind Kyungsoo's retreating back, when out of nowhere Jongin savagely swings his firm shoulder blades into Chanyeol's body. Fuck that hurt! Chanyeol naturally rubs his hand up and down his shoulder, so the pain could stop. Jongin acting as if nothing just happened when he innocently hurries ahead to wrap his hand around Kyungsoo's hand.

"Fucking asshole," Chanyeol murmurs.

Jongin looks back with a smirk and words out with his mouth, "Kyungsoo is mine!" Chanyeol only rolls his eyes in annoyance. Fuck, how many times do I have to mention that I don't like Kyungsoo like that?

As they make it to the bedroom, Kyungsoo gestures for Chanyeol to sit on top of his bed. Chanyeol obliges kindly not caring to look back at Jongin's obvious intense stare at him.

"Well what's wrong?" Kyungsoo asks squeezing Chanyeol's shoulders.

Chanyeol looks back with a sad smile. "Kyungsoo, why is my life so fucked up?" Kyungsoo flashes a pity face. "Ever since I fucking got the photography job and met - who I thought was going to be the love of my life, turns out bullshit, because when I turned my back, he was cheating on me. He lets out a bitter laugh, the vibration and tone resonating evilly and sad. "And now, I finally thought I was actually given another chance with an amazing boy and turns out he fucking cheated on me too."

Chanyeol sighs, his eyes concentrated on the red maroon carpet his feet were planted on, "Why can't I be happy? What have I ever done to receive this?"

Kyungsoo honestly can say that he's never seen Chanyeol this distressed and miserable. He doesn't know what to say to make his happy virus of a friend feel better. Chanyeol's always happy and it was usually Chanyeol to help cheer on Kyungsoo when he was going through tough times in his life.

"Well, we're here if you need anything." Jongin decides to pitch in, "Uh...I'm no-"

"We're here, right Jongin?" Kyungsoo grits his teeth.

Jongin obliges annoyingly with a hum.

Chanyeol nods bitterly, "Fine. Maybe I should just try to be more firm and hard. I'm tired of feeling screwed over, well now I'm the one that should be more careless. Chanyeol stands up to Kyungsoo's surprise, "Why don't I fucking start now?"

Kyungsoo outstretches his hand to get ahold of Chanyeol's arms, "Dude, don't fucking think rash! And where the hell are you gonna go at 3:00 in the morning? Why don't you just settle in? I mean you just got here."

Chanyeol responds by furiously shaking his head, "No this ends now! I'm seriously up to the point where I don't give a shit!"

Before anyone knew it Chanyeol left without another word and without another glance back. In the process, leaving a very worried and confused Kyungsoo, while on the other hand including a pissed-off Jongin. "Why the hell did he come over just to leave? He ruined our moment!"

Kyungsoo is left in his thoughts. Who is this "amazing boy" that Chanyeol mentioned? He really didn't know, but with his countless years of experience with his best friend, he's never seen Chanyeol so frustrated with a relationship like this. Most of the time Chanyeol always had a control of these kind of situations with his past lovers and girlfriends. Speaking about boyfriends, what the fuck happened to Luhan? Chanyeol swore that he would stop searching for other people when he found Luhan, Luhan was his everything, Luhan was his joy. It's all really confusing to Kyungsoo trying to fit all the missing puzzle pieces.

"Kyungsoo are you even listening to me?" Jongin says, his lips jutted out in a pout, noticing that Kyungsoo is staring out into space and not hearing what he was saying.

Jongin waves his hands in front of his boyfriend's face. "Hello...Earth to Kyungsoo..."

Kyungsoo can faintly hear his boyfriend calling him somewhere in the distance. But his overwhelming state is overtaking him for thinking about Chanyeol and his situation that he didn't provide much help with, in the moment of his friend's need. Eventually, he snaps back to normal when Jongin initiates small kisses all around his face.

"I'm going to continue doing this if you don't answer me back." Jongin chuckles knowing that Kyungsoo will get the message and wake up from his dream-like state.

Kyungsoo does indeed get the message and immediately smiles. His eyes forming small crescents when Jongin aims at the most ticklish parts. He hums in confirmation. "Jongin that tickles."

"And that's why I love you." Jongin finishes off with a small peck to his lips.

Kyungsoo vaguely gets reminded about Chanyeol and fixes his longing gaze at the floor. Jongin notices and tries to comfort his small penguin. "Babe, don't worry he'll come. He's fine. He's a big boy now, he can take care of himself. Plus the only person I want to take care of in the moment is you, and only you." (AN: Kaisoo flashback? Comment below yes or no)

*~*

Chanyeol doesn't know when or how he's appeared right back at Baekhyun's doorstep. He knows this is wrong, practically standing outside with balled up fists, ready to throw a punch at any minute to anyone who may come in his way. But, his raging state of anger and depression thinks otherwise when he has completely blinded himself from the reality and the possible consequences coming forth.

What Baekhyun did was unforgivable and will forever stay engraved in Chanyeol's mind and heart. But right now his present state of mixed feelings has concealed him from all the good memories. One thing is for sure...he needs to see Baekhyun.

*~*

Baekhyun doesn't want to recall anything. He doesn't want to recall how he lost everything that was so dear to his heart. Yet he did. He lost his first love; Oh Sehun. The one who told him their love would last forever. And now, the one person who can make him smile, hate; sad, and happy Park Chanyeol.

Although, now that he thinks about his fucked up life, he realizes the one to blame for this whole mess is Xi Luhan; fucking Sehun's number one model in the industry. Truth be told, he was secretly happy for Sehun becoming so successful in the modeling industry, but didn't know Luhan would once again enter his life and take the most precious things he could ever have.

You may not know this left-out information about Baekhyun, but back in his high school years he used to be very close friends with Xi Luhan. But, Luhan was different back then, he was more on the quiet side and barely stood out from the crowd. Well, there came a day where Luhan confessed to Baekhyun of his feelings of being left out half of the time. He was tired of having Baekhyun's friends revolve around solely around him instead of Luhan always looking at the distance, as if he was invisible to the world and his best friend.

Ever since Baekhyun became popular by his attending of the School Talent Show and showcasing his jaw-dropping high notes, he wasn't the same, he didn't pay much attention to Luhan like before. Luhan sometimes regrets pushing him to sing, so that he can show the world that nerds were capable of everything they put their minds to. He never realized that he would lose a close friend.

Baekhyun at that time also was different. He honestly didn't care about Luhan, sure they were once close friends, but Luhan wasn't at his level, even though the kid had a fucking millionaire dad working in the fashion business, who didn't have the chance to witness and realize his son's drastic taste in fashion, for the sole reason of never being home.

There came a day where Luhan invited Baekhyun over by the phone, but Baekhyun was attending a party at the moment and because of the abused influence of alcohol, he rudely rejected Luhan saying that he was sick.

The sad thing about the whole situation was that Baekhyun felt nothing. He felt no regret in saying those mean words. He was actually smiling because of his words, he's been wanting to get those words out of his chest for a while now, and finally that he did, he's relieved from all his worries of possibly becoming a loser once again. He's relieved of Luhan the loser himself.

Baekhyun didn't know that the next day his reputation and life would change completely. It was completely unbelievable and impossible.

Luhan?

He remembers distinctly the next day of school. Luhan coming through the doors and looking like a million bucks. He actually fixed his hair, his dead brown hair that would usually avert eyes to stop looking at the hideous color instantly revived to a luscious blonde with dark highlights along the roots. Absolutely stunning. Not to mention the perfect amount of makeup he had on. His eyeliner adding a sexy appeal to his whole outfit - expensive puma clothes that consisted of a grey hoodie on the bottom with a dark blue jacket thrown over it, and not to mention his black skinny jeans with ripped holes down his knees, exposing creamy skin. It just wasn't Luhan, Baekhyun thought, it was a completely different person.

And oh my god, is that a piercing?! Baekhyun couldn't believe it.

Baekhyun was happy inside for his friend. So, he decided to congratulate him personally.

"Luhan, man, you look amazing! I'm so proud of you."

"Oh please, Baekhyun, what was it again, Luhan the loser?" Luhan frowns rolling his eyes, pushing Baekhyun out of the way with his strong shoulders.

"Yah! What the fuck, Lu?!"

And that was the beginning and end of Baekhyun's reign. Luhan had it all from then on including his rightful throne and hoes. But, with every continuous compliment thrown at him at any given time and gifts piled high onto his desk every morning, Luhan slowly developed into a monster. Just like himself or possibly worser.

There came a day when Irene; Luhan's childhood crush and currently the most popular girl in school left the whole world in shock when she rejected Luhan's suggestion of fucking. Luhan was so mad, he swore at her and said cruel things to her face to which Irene just shrugged and chuckled.

Luhan was completely fired up his face red with anger. Not until, his face lit up when he saw a girl in the corner and whispered something inside her ear to which the girl moaned. Baekhyun not so sure of what he said or did, but anything was and is possible with Luhan.

Truth be told, that was the last time, Baekhyun saw of Luhan, because of his recent move back to China where his dad seemed to have found a better chance in fashion.

Baekhyun regrets his past decisions in life. He regrets leaving Luhan's side when he needed him the most. He regrets losing one of the best friendships he could ever have.

The story could have definitely changed.

However, now that Luhan reentered his life to take what was rightfully his and cherished with all his heart. He wished deeply inside of him that he never met Xi Luhan in the first place.

Xi Luhan was the epitome of his destruction.

As Baekhyun contemplates all of his reasons of misery and suffering pain, he can hear the doorbell ringing outside his house. He's curious and mad at the same time - who the fuck is it, at this time?!

He grunts in frustration wanting the person to leave immediately, however the person decides otherwise by ringing the doorbell consistently equal with harsh knocks.

"Aish, get out! Just fucking leave me alone!" Baekhyun screams, the constant doorbell and the knocks making him crazy.

Baekhyun is not in the mood to talk, at this point, he just wants to be alone - possibly for an eternity, yeah that sounds good, and honestly speaking, he's terrified right now - if it wasn't for Chanyeol's constant suggestion of horror movies maybe Baekhyun would be more calm at the moment. But, come on give the man a break, it's 2:00 a.m.

But, he swears to god if he doesn't go downstairs to open the damn door, said person will possibly stay there for who knows how long. As a slight pause of the continuous doorbell ringing comes to a halt - a confirmation of the unwelcome person's departure, Baekhyun happily snuggles into his bed, when miserably his brief happiness comes to a fast stop when the doorbell begins resonating the same sound over and over again.

"Aish!" Baekhyun yells, fisting his hair, standing up with a deep frown from his comfortable position in bed to go downstairs and open the damn door. Fuck, this person doesn't want to mess with him now - he's not willing to show any mercy.

As he reaches his front door, his ears astonishingly perk up to sobbing noises outside his home.

"Who's there?" Baekhyun announces, with much hesitance.

The person outside stays quiet and waits for Baekhyun to open the door.

"No, I'm serious! Who is out there?!"

Silence.

The person outside refused to utter a single word and it was making Baekhyun crazy and mad. Baekhyun can only hear his airy breathes in the room, too scared to make a noise from the absolute intense silence surrounding him, since the sobbing noises were long dissolved. His arms shaking with fear. Baekhyun questions and questions if he should open the door or not.

As he comes to a decision, his hands reach for the doorknob - momentarily pausing when the person outside reveals its true identity. The person's voice ringing similar to a voice he's heard countless times. The same husky and low voice that brings him never ending cold chills down his spine.

Why the fuck is he here? Isn't he the one that left? Baekhyun starts to question Chanyeol's reason in coming at this late hour when he was the one who left him. Chanyeol left him when he needed him the most. How is he supposed to trust him? He can't lie that he doesn't miss his familiar smell and care, but he's done with the drama. And frankly, done with Chanyeol.

"Baekhyun, open this fucking door now, or I swear to god, I will break it down!" Chanyeol screams, making Baekhyun even more anxious.

"What the f-fuck, Chanyeol? What's gotten into you - shut up or you'll wake up the fucking neighbors." Baekhyun whisper yells, aiming as loud to the door as he can, Chanyeol clearly not getting the message when he starts knocking on the door harder.

"Open the damn door, Baekhyun-ah!"

Baekhyun can't take anymore of this, so he reaches one last time for the doorknob to just stop mid-way once again, because of hearing someone yelling at Chanyeol outside his house.

"Hey, kid! It's 2:30 a.m, why in tarnations are you yelling at this person's house they clearly don't want to open. Now, come on, I've been getting a lot of complaints from the neighbors."

"Where? Am I under arrest officer?"

"Yes! Now, come on!"

Baekhyun's heart palpitates nervously each time the officer speaks. If he doesn't help Chanyeol the guilt would kill him, even though he doesn't deserve it. He has to do something.

"Fuck, Chanyeol you owe me big." Baekhyun mutters under his breath before opening the door terrifyingly already seeing Chanyeol's retreating back, the officer pulling him away with handcuffs. Without hesitation he calls out to the officer.

"Officer!"

The officer looks at Baekhyun's direction, waving at him for something. The officer eyes Chanyeol next to him who surprisingly just keeps his head down.

Baekhyun makes his way to them seeing as the officer is not yet convinced.

"Officer, he's my boyfriend, I probably didn't hear his knocks, I was pretty tired. I'm sorry this won't happen again."

Baekhyun gets nervous under the officer's beady stare glaring at both boys who declare to be boyfriends. No, he's not buying it, if only Chanyeol helped a little.

"Come on Babe." Baekhyun calls, but Chanyeol doesn't budge.

If Baekhyun wants to help Chanyeol out of this damn mess. He needs to take matter into his own hands. So, he makes his way over to Chanyeol, Chanyeol feeling someone's presence approach him close knowing that it's Baekhyun coming to his rescue like a fucking damsel in distress. Baekhyun quickly does the action of wrapping his hands around Chanyeol's neck, to which Chanyeol naturally brings his hands up to push Baekhyun away.

Baekhyun quickly knowing his intentions whispers quietly to his ear. "Chanyeol, stop it! I'm trying to help." He could feel Chanyeol's big hands around his waist pushing him away, but Baekhyun more determined than ever stays put and whispers his last words hoping they can take effect on Chanyeol, "Baby, please. I miss you, and I will never forgive myself, I'm sorry."

He could feel Chanyeol loosen up after a while returning the hug with just as much force. "I miss you too."

The officer clearly sees the couple's radiating love. It's actually heart-warming. So he decides on letting them off with a warning to which Baekhyun and Chanyeol are really grateful for. The officer bids them a farewell with a smile and with a "good luck on your beautiful relationship."

Baekhyun ushers Chanyeol into his house with a sad smile knowing what's about to come next. He didn't buy Chanyeol's act for a second, but it was enough to save Baekhyun from his guilt, and Chanyeol from getting arrested.  It's as if Chanyeol read his mind, when he turns around to face Baekhyun with a deep frown. "Don't think we're made up after what I said." Chanyeol states, his arms crossed against his chest.

"Oh come on, Chanyeol you think I'm that naive, I've known you for quite some time now. Enough for me to understand that what you said out there was complete bullshit after what you did to me, puh-lease, you just wanted to save your own ass." Baekhyun scoffs, who was just as mad at Chanyeol and his ungrateful attitude.

"After what I did to you?! Are you fucking shitting me right now?!" Chanyeol yells, angry of Baekhyun accusing him of doing something to him when clearly Baekhyun was the one who cheated in front of his face. This is outrageous!

"Yes!"

"You know what, I am so sick of you and I just want to-"

"Want to what? Huh? Hit me! Well, do it Chanyeol, who the fuck is stopping you?! Show me what a man you are! Go on!"

Chanyeol is definitely ready to hit Baekhyun to hit him with all his might. But, he knows that he can't. But, how can he control it, he's basically savoring at the idea of giving Baekhyun a piece of his mind for once. His hands are balled up in fists about to throw the first punch. He looks at Baekhyun who emanates the same amount of anger towards him with his intense stare. What he doesn't think Chanyeol isn't capable of such violence? Just that thought roaming in his mind makes Chanyeol's blood boil. As he lifts up his hand and aims towards Baekhyun's face, he can see Baekhyun letting out a small tear from his right eye, falling to his cheeks.

Chanyeol realizes that he can't do it. He can't. Baekhyun still holds a strong part in his heart, Baekhyun still holds love in him. He doesn't know if he would forgive himself. Baekhyun clearly receives the message when witnessing Chanyeol's high aim to his face and closes his eyes hard, ready for Chanyeol's supposed strong punch to his face. This whole scene and mixed feelings breaks both boys' hearts to the point where both their eyes are brimming with tear and stinging hate.

Baekhyun's eyes were squinting his eyes shut with much force, full of fear, and thinking through his head if Chanyeol is capable of hitting him, and if he is, he's more than ready to accept the hurt and hate. He stands straight and with much more confidence waiting for the final blow.

After a while, Baekhyun tenses his whole body, shaking and breathing hard. Baekhyun is about to speak out when he gets startled by Chanyeol's sudden strong place of hands on top of his shoulders to which Baekhyun raises a confused eyebrow with closed eyes. Chanyeol then goes up to touch Baekhyun's cheek, placing his thumbs gently on his cheeks and caressing them. Baekhyun doesn't understand Chanyeol's purpose for this change of attitude. So he opens his eyes.

"What are you-"

Baekhyun's eyes widen when he notices that their faces have come closer to one another. Chanyeol's stare at his lips leaving him blushing, and concludes to look another way to which Chanyeol turns back slowly with a sad smile.

"Look at me! Please..."

Baekhyun doesn't know how much he'll last. Chanyeol's stare is a little bit too much to handle at the moment.

"Chanyeol, please don't do this to me. Not now, I really don't need this!" Baekhyun slaps his hands away along with his whole body. "Just leave me alone!"

Chanyeol doesn't care if Baekhyun manages to throw him to the moon, because he would still manage to make it down to Baekhyun. Always. He grabs Baekhyun's hand to Baekhyun's dismay. "Fuck, Chanyeol just leave me al-"

Baekhyun's eyes grew wider than ever when Chanyeol pressed his lips against his to shut him up. Baekhyun can already feel Chanyeol's tongue slide against his top lip asking for permission. Baekhyun denies it and tries to push Chanyeol away. But with fail when Chanyeol just keep kissing his most weakest spots. It's not fair in Baekhyun's opinion.

Chanyeol carrying on and neglecting Baekhyun's repeated punches to his arms by going down to his neck and swiftly finding his sweet spot, Baekhyun biting his lips to muffle a moan that he certainly doesn't want it to come out. It would just boost Chanyeol's urge for more and he doesn't want that .

"C-Chanyeol!"

"Come on, Baekhyun I know you miss me!"

"Need I fucking remind you douchebag that you left me. Remember?"

"I may have, but I still have something for you. WE have something. Don't deny that we didn't have something, and that our feelings for each other were just in the moment or just that there was nothing never to begin with. Don't!" Chanyeol goes closer to take a gentle hold of Baekhyun's shaking hands. "Baekhyun, I know you still feel something for me, please, say you do, nevertheless if you stand with your decision, I'll respect it, but I need to know now. I need to know if I should leave forever or stay by your side and protect you for as long as I live."

Baekhyun's longing gaze stays at the floor, his mind wandering through space not sure how to respond correctly to Chanyeol's statement. His hands uncontrollably beginning to shake and his heart beats increasing immensely with each beats, the beats so accelerated and fiercely, that he couldn't even hear his own quivering breaths from above, everything is still so confusing and surreal. He sounds sincere in his opinion, but he isn't sure if he's ready to commit to a real relationship with Chanyeol. He doesn't want to feel regret or hate anymore. He just wants to be happy. But, life isn't so forgiving, and it just comes back to bite you, when you least expect it.

"Please Baekhyun don't leave me like this, I need an answer - an explanation anything! Ple-"

"It's too much pressure!" Baekhyun shakes his head fresh tears kissing his cheeks. It's too much pressure!" Baekhyun kneels down, his hands fisting his hair in stress. Chanyeol nods in tears looking away from the heart-breaking scene. "I'll just go, I never s-should have c-come." He looks back one more time and sees Baekhyun still crying on the floor, his crystal tears decorating the floor. "Goodbye, Baekhyun-ah..."

*~*

Luhan can't stop overthinking all the shit he has let himself get put through. The matter concerning his beloved Chanyeol who along the way of his cruel intentions has been forgotten little by little, like a distant memory in the past long forgotten by the months. Adding more fire to the matter by adding another obstacle, his lover; Oh Sehun. Oh Sehun the one who should've belonged to Luhan in the first place, but fate is cruel, and laid the cards all on Baekhyun, once again. In all honesty, Luhan wanted Sehun for himself for  revenge, he wanted to payback Baekhyun from all the suffering he made him pass through his high school years. But, as time passed and he got to know Sehun more and more, all of the hate and revenge, dissolved into the air when Luhan realized that Sehun changed him into a more responsible and nicer person and he couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend, well...lover.

If only he could change the past and fix his whole attitude, maybe life or fate would be more merciful and send Sehun his way, but don't get him wrong, he found Chanyeol for a reason, and he couldn't have been more grateful, but people change, and it took quite some time in getting used to not being with each other. Sometimes Luhan holds back on his words and regrets ever hearing Chanyeol's promises and feeling his electrifying kisses linger on his lips and body. However, there is one thing he can in fact say is true; Baekhyun was a horrible friend, which lead Luhan go down the road of his own miserable destruction. It's not fair. Life can be so cruel, he doesn't believe that bullshit people say, "if one door closes one door opens," cut the crap, just say it fucking straight, there's never a happy ending, for no one, especially not for him.

Speaking about Baekhyun, he doesn't know where he is, since Sehun doesn't keep him updated, but he hopes he's rotting somewhere, the bitch doesn't deserve Sehun, just as he doesn't deserve Chanyeol. He hopes in the future Chanyeol will find someone who loves him back and cares for him when he never was.

So many memories, so many thoughts, and so many regrets. He reluctantly lets himself reminiscence through his past school years with the worst person possible who he thought was his best friend for life. Baekhyun. Who he distinctly remembers their shared heart-warming oath to stay best friends for all eternity, who knew everything would all go down the drain when Luhan pushed Baekhyun, his shy best friend of a nerd, also like himself, to perform at the school showcase, just so that Baekhyun's true colors could been shown. Baekhyun was talented and Luhan wanted the people to see him with someone who upholded great potential, he wanted to change how people looked at them. Regardless of Baekhyun's complaining and whining, he obeyed Luhan's words, and performed as if there was no tomorrow. The next day in school, countless people started talking to Baekhyun, excluding Luhan of course, and Baekhyun grew to love the attention from his peers. He became an unrecognizable Baekhyun, not at all his buddy for life.

Although Baekhyun still talked to him here and there, but it was ever so rare, he could see his face of disgust when Luhan would appear when Baekhyun was against the lockers with a huge group talking about something that Luhan had no idea of. There came a day where Baekhyun stated that he felt bad for him, because of the reason how he chose to dress himself. Luhan was curious as to why Baekhyun cares how he looks, when he never did before.

But, in Luhan's opinion he believed he dressed decent, or so he thought when one day he invited Baekhyun after school over to his house by phone, which consisted of much begging to which Baekhyun rudely rejected saying that he was terribly sick and couldn't make it, although Luhan can audibly hear people in the background.

"W-Wait, Baekhyun-ah..."

Baekhyun sounded drunk more than sick in Luhan's opinion, his words were slurred and sleepy.

"I'm sorry Lu, that you still need someone to be there for you like the fucking loser you are, don't ever call me or talk to me again, got it?!"

"Baekhyun-ah!"

The line went dead.

Luhan's heart broke into a million pieces. How could Baekhyun, his best friend, say such cruel things to him? Back then, if Luhan asked something to Baekhyun, he would be there in seconds. Luhan misses his best friend, but he knew it in himself and his mind that it was time to let go what was once their before. He vowed to himself that he would never get treated like that again. Ever.

He arrived to his room and hesitantly pressed the button that would open the black doors to his walk-in closet, in which he took a small breath and glanced briefly at it. His eyes taking in every detail of the clothes. All his clothes were so simple with just one color, or too many pattern of styles that didn't contrast well with anything. His clothes contained no life whatsoever.

A small grimace began to form in the corner of his lips. He began to see what everyone was talking about, "Yeah no all of this, his hands made a huge circle emphasizing on all his grotesque clothes, has to go." He pauses for a big grimace, "Fuck, is that a stain? What the fuck, why have I been so blind?"

Luhan the son of a millionaire dad who owned the famous industries of modeling and fashion, had no fashion sense whatsoever passed onto him. Unbelievable. Yet, his dad would never notice since he's never home half of the time.

He immediately shook off all thoughts and went to work to upgrade his whole wardrobe, he decided to take a long trip to a designer clothes store all thanks to his dad's allowance. While he was in his trip, truth be told, he didn't know what the fuck to do - where to look at, what to buy, how to look like? Luckily, a worker from the store saw Luhan, so helplessly lost looking like a deer in headlights and decided to help. He cautiously walked up to the boy and asked, "Hello you seem lost, can I help you out in anything?"

Luhan got startled. "Um...yeah?"

The boy smiled. "Let me guess - you're a high school student...um, who not many people know and you actually got the courage... to upgrade your wardrobe?

Luhan was left with his jaw open. What the fuck?  

"Uh..."

"Oh no don't get me wrong, I went through the same thing and plus we get many clients like that, and we would like to happily help."

"Oh." Luhan says, understanding where the boy was getting at. "So can you help me?"

The boy nods. "Of course, by the way, my name is Zhang Yixing, but you can call me Lay."

Luhan nods with a smile. "Nice to meet you Lay, my name is Luhan."

Lay returns the smile. "Now what should we do about you?" Lay walks in front of Luhan observing his looks and what could possibly transform him into an international playboy. After a while, it's as if a lightbulb went off in Lay's mind when he had the perfect get-up Luhan could use. He grabbed Luhan's hands lightly, "Come with me Luhan." Luhan politely obliges walking to the fitting rooms where Lay told him to stay for the remainder of the time, while he goes to search for the get-up.

After the boy was finished with his search, he handed the clothes to Luhan one by one.

They were the perfect size for Luhan even though he didn't mention his specific size to the boy. It was the perfect palette of color never before worn by Luhan, it would contrast well with his skin and body. Luhan does have abs, you know?

After Luhan was done with the long-awaited transformation...shit...he couldn't even recognize himself, he was fucking hot. He kept looking at the mirror as if he was looking at a complete stranger.

"I-I'm done," he voices out shyly, opening the door.

Lay smiles in seeing Luhan's transformation was a total success thanks to him.

"See, what did I tell you," Lay says, grabbing Luhan's dainty fingers in his hands for a quick twirl. "You look stunning!"

"I-I can't believe this is me," Luhan hesitantly says, not believing at all that the person looking straight back at him was in fact himself.

"Honey, that's just the clothes, now what do you say we go upgrade everything about you?" Lay suggests, to which Luhan nods happily. He quickly pays at the register all of the clothes and thanks Lay for his advice and in advance from all the surprises Lay will still reveal. Thank god, Luhan had saved up his money, he just can't wait for his total transformation to be from a complete nerd to a complete playboy.

It's time to show the world that Xi Luhan can become someone in life.

He came to school feeling and looking like a million bucks, his mood was so uplifted and confident for once, when people started murmuring amongst their friends who was the new boy. Wow, his transformation made him look so different, that people thought he was new? Luhan was in cloud nine and felt proud of himself.

But, his mood downhearted, when his so-called best friend, Byun Baekhyun, came up to him to congratulate him for his new wardrobe. Luhan was outraged and couldn't believe how selfish Baekhyun could be, acting as if nothing happened between them. So, in full reaction towards his congratulations, Luhan said a couple things and left with a hard bump of shoulders. He didn't feel at all regret when hearing Baekhyun's hissing of pain in the distance. His vision completely turned red. And that's the only color he saw on that day forward, when Baekhyun came into view.

TRANSFORMATION

BEFORE

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AFTER

 Luhan can't exactly complain. He really loved the attention, it was something he could regularly get used to. He loved seeing girls' and boys' yearning gazes every time he passed the hallways. He loved waking up every morning to unanimous text messages that would usually say,

"Oppa, we missed you at school!"

"Please be my boyfriend." (◕‿◕✿)

"I hope you like the gift on top of your desk, oppa."

And so many more...that he prefers personally to keep in private.

Once he got to school he would hear cat calls and wolf whistles addressed at him by a bunch of people - mostly the males who over time developed an attraction to the blonde beauty that would pass them everyday in the halls. Although Luhan didn't particularly take in account that they were males and had the hots for him, he appreciated the attention and only the attention.

His attention was always praised as well. The boys who used to make fun of him were left in bitter shock and amazement at the amount of gifts and presents Luhan always had on top of his desk, the amount was so great that sometimes they would accidentally fall on the ground. All of this, lead a lot of them in desperately asking for Luhan's advice in how to pick up girls. "Hey Luhan, help us out man, we want bitches and hoes too...what's your secret?"

Luhan would respond with a smirk. "I guess you just have to be as perfect as me. That's all it takes to achieve all the women."

"Yeah, we know, but we mean-"

"Uh-uh boys, I'm going to be late for my next meeting, now get out of my way."

He rolls his eyes shooing them away and walks for his next one night stand victim. He spots the perfect one to sleep with tonight. Irene. She's gorgeous and Luhan always had a thing for her back then when he was a nobody. There's no way she'll reject him, what with all his popularity skyrocketing.

With a smirk and straight posture Luhan makes his way confidently to Irene who was sorting some things out in her locker to make it look more organized. Since that was Irene's usual doing. He wanted to make things more interesting when he turned her shoulders around and shoved Irene against her own locker.

"Lu-Luhan? What are you doing people are staring." Irene pushes against Luhan's broad shoulders with all her might, but failing when Luhan doesn't budge one bit.

"Irene I want you for me tonight. What do you say?"

Irene gasps. "Are you serious? I get to be Luhan's toy today," she says, her voice and smile seeming sarcastic. She scoffs, "As if, look Luhan just because you're all that now doesn't necessarily mean I'm going to act like one of your hoes."

Luhan was shocked at Irene's response how could she possibly reject him. Luhan wasn't used to this. She continued, "Luhan just look what you've become, I liked the old Luhan better than this monster you've become."

"How dare you say that to me? You fucking bitch! Fine! I don't need your ugly ass I can get some with better ass and way better shaped lips than your so-called ones."

She chuckles in amusement. "Sure, Luhan keep telling yourself that."

The whole crowd of people were shocked that Irene one of the hottest girl in school could reject the most popular boy in school.

"What?! What are you all looking at?!"

Fuck Irene, his damn reputation is on the line, he needs to find somebody fast. He smirks when he spots someone decent from the corner, he begins to walk up to her. "Hey sexy, what do you say we go somewhere, he skillfully snakes his hand from behind to grab a decent amount of ass that makes the girl release a small moan, "I know you want to."

She nods.

Luhan took her to her car and drove off to his mansion. Luhan desperate to fuck didn't care what the girl wanted and what she didn't. All he cared about was getting some ass. During the two were fucking, Luhan heard a ring coming from his phone on top of his desk. He got up to check it to receive a message from his shitty father that they were leaving first thing tomorrow to China for a chance in becoming more successful, and to pack up immediately, since his dad couldn't stand people with no punctual manners. Luhan didn't understand why his dad insisted on becoming more famous, when he already is, but then again he can't argue with his father. Luhan read through it over and over again, but getting nowhere, because his fucking one night stand couldn't keep her mouth shut. She kept whining and moaning, which was making Luhan very annoyed with her high-pitch voice, and asked her to fucking leave his house, before he called his father. The girl pouted, and got up to collect all of her belongings, and hurriedly got out of Luhan's sight, never again bothering him.

After the girl was completely out of his sight, Luhan knew that, that night was the last he was ever going to see of Baekhyun, and although he didn't like to admit it aloud, only keeping the feelings and thoughts inside his brain, was the thought of actually missing the fucker.

The years passed by and, Luhan still had a famous reputation for his beauty and well, there came a day where Luhan began feeling attraction to the same sex. His crush developed more and more, while staring cautiously at his direction during his infamous soccer games that anyone and everyone would come to. Luhan couldn't help, but pass his tongue on his lips when he spotted his sexy sweaty body and shaggy hair falling perfectly down his forehead. He couldn't admit it at first that he was feeling something towards the all-star athlete. But, he couldn't resist picturing dirty thoughts about the soccer captain; Park Jimin.

One day he decided to make Jimin his once and for all. When he cautiously began following Jimin's retreating back to the lockers room where he saw Jimin talking to another boy who supposedly was called Jungkook. They looked very flirty in his opinion and well, you know Luhan, he always had to have things in his way or else all hell would break loose. Literally.

As Jimin bid farewell to the boy with a hug. Luhan waited a mere one minute to make sure no one was in the school except him and Jimin. As Jimin was finishing browsing through his social media, his sweaty glorious back resting against the lockers, he began taking off his musky jersey shirt and shorts, so that he could take a nice long cold shower to cool off properly from the game.

He tied his towel around his waist and made his way to the showers, not until he felt hands grabbing his waist from behind and pulling him to an empty classroom away from the hot showers. Jimin was frankly startled and scared, he couldn't stop writhing and stop his heart beat from increasing more with every step. He tried his best to break free of the stranger's tight grip on him, but failed when he fell on the classroom's cold floors.

"What the fuck man?!" Jimin hissing from the harsh impact of being pushed into the room resulting in a very sore butt. He looked up to see his "kidnapper," it was the one and only Luhan; beauty boy of the school who evidently in Jimin's eyes was the most beautiful boy he's ever laid eyes on, heck, who wouldn't say the same about the beauty, and whose lips currently were driving him crazy seeing as Luhan was biting back a smirk.

"W-Who are you?" Jimin tried to sound as confused as possible. He's been waiting for this moment.

Luhan gasps. "You don't know me? That's very surprising, babe, because I know everything about you."

"What?"

"Oh cut the crap Jimin you don't think I don't see your lingering gazes at my ass." He chuckles lightly, "I've seen you a couple of times and don't deny it."

Jimin smirks. "Oh well, you caught me Luhan, what is it that you want that, may I add you had to roughly push me to the ground for?"

Luhan mirrors Jimin's sexy smirk. "Oh come on, Jimin you already know what I want." He emphasizes on his lips with a sensual lip bite from the corner of his bottom lips.

Jimin begins to walk towards Luhan eyeing him up and down. "So, you're gay?"

Luhan scoffs, "Aren't you?"

Jimin shakes his head. "No." He sees how Luhan's expression dulls into a boring one. "But..." Jimin pauses to take a possessive hold of Luhan's belt holes in front of his skinny jeans. "I can always make an exception."

"Now that's what I like to hear." Luhan whispers sultrily into Jimin's ears. Luhan's tone of voice and hot breath against Jimin's earlobe sending immediate chills down his spine.

Jimin chuckles, "But wait, why me, Luhan? You could have anyone in this school, at your hands, begging you for more. Why me?"

"Who wouldn't want a piece of you? You're so sexy." Luhan whispers stealing a quick peck of Jimin's lips.

"Oh really?" Jimin questions laughing and grabbing the side of Luhan's hair, yanking it down forcefully, Luhan's adam's apple being exposed perfectly to Jimin.

Jimin quickly got to work with his lips, pressing a long wet kiss onto Luhan's teasing adam's apple. During the process, Luhan letting out moans in the moment of deep pleasure instantly filling his insides with want.

"Did you like that?" Jimin asks Luhan smirking when Luhan simply nods. "Well, there's more where that came from."

Luhan wasn't aware why he was moaning so much when he was the dominant one in the relationship. It would turn into another story when he was with a girl, he would instantly make them moan his name for more or faster. Jimin is a boy and he might have just found his true position when he's with males. But, maybe not, this is his first time after all.

He notices something that could make things more interesting during Jimin's needy hot kisses along his neck. Jimin's towel. Just one pull of the towel and his bare skin will be revealed just for Luhan.

And that's exactly what he did...

Jimin's body couldn't have been more perfect it was everything that Luhan imagined to which he thanks his wet dreams for being so accurate in the image. His abs were perfectly displayed in front of him strictly for his own eyes to eye up and down.

"Like what you see?" Jimin says, licking his lips, and satisfied at the way Luhan is basically eye-fucking him. Best feeling ever to feel like this for once.

And you all know where the story goes, right folks?

Luhan has had all his fun, is it really time to stop? He doesn't want to stop, not yet, at least, for the sake of his and Sehun's relationship, he wishes they could someday grow old with each other, but that seems unlikely to happen considering the mess of the situation and the many obstacles blocking their chance of ever becoming happy. Although Sehun says he Luhan will always be protected by him, and loved till the end, Luhan can believe his sweet and caring words, but in reality, Luhan and Sehun have to take into account that they are the ones cheating on their former boyfriends. I guess they're just scared to be found out, and that all their love and passion would all be over in seconds, and Luhan can't stop fearing that day yet to come. All the lessons he's learned and experienced, will always come to his mind as a reminder, a reminder to strive to do your best, and always have tough strength to take down all the haters, who still hold a tight grudge against him. And that strength will forever be Oh Sehun.

To be Continued

-BST

-Another quick note, I don't know if you guys want to, but I was wondering for better visualizing the story, could I make mini trailers for the chapters? Is that a good idea? Please comment, it would really help.