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P.O.V – Chanyeol

"Oh, Chanyeol dear! Whatever happened to your face?!"

The aforementioned jumped at the sudden high-pitched screech that resounded through the church hall. He was even more shocked when a pair of small prune like hands grabbed his face, yanking his head down to the small woman's level. The said woman wore a look of concern as she inspected the taller's face, but Chanyeol was quick to calm her down.

"Don't worry Mrs. Lee, I just ran into a door frame the other day. You know how clumsy I am, didn't even see it standing there," 

He let out a nervous chuckle, gently pushing the old woman off him. Straightening out, Chanyeol looked down at the now slowly calmng face of Mrs. Lee. Only to be smacked upside the head.

"What have I told you about looking where you're going, I swear Chanyeol, you nearly gave me a heart attack!"

Mrs. Lee fanned herself as she glared up at Chanyeol, although the glare was anything but spiteful.

"I'm sorry for worrying you Mrs. Lee, I will try better next time,"

"You better,"

She muttered, shaking her head disapprovingly. Chanyeol only laughed as he bowed, quickly dismissing himself from anymore of Mrs. Lee's wrath. Opting for speed walking across the sanctuary, reaching the other side in only a few strides. 

Chanyeol took a few glances around the hall, before slipping into the back room of the church. He was desperate to escape the glances and whispers of the townsfolk, you see, Chanyeol wasn't a very good liar. So, when the curious asked him questions about the new purple bruise on his right cheek, it was hard for him to lie to their faces. It was difficult not to stumble over his words, the constant need to shrink away from the spotlight ever evident. It was easier for Chanyeol to just hide away until the service began, rather than explain his newfound contusion.

He shut the door quietly, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Chanyeol slumped against the door, finally away from all the praying eyes. 

"I don't think I ever apologized for that shiner,"

Chanyeol's head snapped up so fast his neck started to throb, his eyes wided with disbelief at the sheepish looking male in front of him. 

"It wasn't your fault and you know it, but you shouldn't be here- "

"What? Are you worried they're going to find me and lynch me? Come on Chanyeol, they'll have to go through you first, and when they are, I can make my sweet escape,"

Chanyeol rolled his eyes at the amused expression the garnet eyed male in front of him sported. The other never seemed to care for rules, even for his own safety. 

"You have to leave- "

"And leave you to have all the fun? Have you ever considered the fact that maybe I want to sing hymns, praise the great lord, and damn the supernatural to hell?"

"Your sarcasm never ceases to amaze me,"

Chanyeol smiled down at the small occult. The older stuffing his hands in his pockets and swaying slightly, as he scrunched his nose in thought.

"You guys do damn us to hell, right?"

Chanyeol let out a hearty laugh, covering his mouth with his hand in a pathetic attempt to muffle his laughs. 

"It's personally my favorite part, after the weekly sacrifice to the almighty lord, and singing about faith, hope, love, all that good stuff,"

Now it was the others turn to laugh, grinning at the thought of Chanyeol amid religious human sacrifices. 

The taller walked up to the giggling occult, wrapping his arms around the smallers waist. Chanyeol set his head atop the mop of raven hair, sighing.

"But seriously Baekhyun, you have to go. I'm not risking anything, especially when it comes to you,"

Chanyeol could already feel the fight building up in the smaller, but Chanyeol wasn't having it today. The younger quickly kissed Baekhyun's forehead, and hightailed out of the back room, not even sparing a second glance back. 

In the process of his great getaway he bumped into someone, muffled "oofs" were exchanged as the pair tumbled to the floor. Upon landing on the floor, Chanyeol looked down to see who had the misfortune to get in his path. He was more embarrassed than surprised when he saw Im Nayeon, sprawled out beneath him. Also known as the girl Mrs. Lee has been forcing onto Chanyeol, even though Chanyeol has stated many times he wasn't looking for romance. Figures that this is what he gets for running away from his boyfriend. 

Chanyeol didn't know who was redder, Nayeon, or himself. He quickly scrambled off her, letting out a mantra of apologies as he helped her up.

"I am so so so sorry! I didn't even see you there- "

"Its fine oppa, I know you didn't mean it,"

She smiled sheepishly, looking up at him with love-struck eyes. All Chanyeol could do was shift uncomfortably from one foot to the other, adverting his eyes to anywhere but Nayeon's besotted gaze.

"I really am sorry, if I could somehow make it up to you- "

"Well, actually, now that you mention it- "

But before she could even finish her sentence, a piercing voice slashed through the air.

"CHANYEOL! I'VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU!"

Chanyeol didn't understand why the world was so against him today, he felt like his luck had plummeted. In an exhausted fashion, Chanyeol whipped around to see a taller looking girl in a Sunday dress bounce up to the pair. Wrapping her claw tipped hands around his bicep, tight and possessive.

"Where'd you go sweetheart? You had me worried,"

The unnamed woman looked up at him, eyes filled with well faked worry. Chanyeol stared at the girl in confusion, until it all clicked together. Well, it all clicked after  the girl's eyes flashed a familiar shade of garnet. 

"I'm sorry honey, I was actually searching for you, but I guess we were just going in circles, weren't we?"

The now female Baekhyun, giggled in a burlesque fashion. Sending a quick side glare to the now, very confused Nayeon.

"I guess we were,"

Nayeon cleared her throat, glancing at the couple in a newfound caution.

"Um...excuse me...but, who are you?" 

The tone was hostile, whether it was unintended or not. It caught female Baekhyun's attention, and she wasted no time to shove Nayeon into her place.

"I'm Byun Sohyun, Chanyeol's girlfriend,"

Sohyun's smile was sinister, clearly meant to be smug and condescending. Clinging onto Chanyeol's arm like a lifeline, something Nayeon could never do.

"Chanyeol is this true? I thought you weren't looking for love- "

"He wasn't, well, not with you anyway. He likes independent, sophisticated, older women. You know, experienced, something you clearly aren't,"

Sohyun dragged her judgmental gaze over Nayeon's form, shaking her head disapprovingly.

"Tsk tsk, if your trying to give off the 'wait until marriage look', that extra bra padding is seriously divulging you in that department," 

Chanyeol felt horrible for wanting to laugh, he really did. It took all his known will-power to stay stoic as his 'girlfriend' tore poor Nayeon to shreds. Nayeon was completely beat red, as a couple of bystanders turned and listened into the slow roast. 

"I mean, seriously, why are you wearing this massive monstrosity on your head? Its hideous, not to mention we're inside, is your hair really that bad?"

At this point Nayeon looked like she was on the verge of crying, grabbing the tips of her massive floppy hat, and dragging it over her face in a sad attempt to try and disappear from the spotlight.

"Did you even look in the mirror before coming here? Or did you just give up on your appearance, because I know I would have given up a long time ago- "

"Okay, I think that's enough Sohyun," 

Chanyeol quickly shut down the possessive occult, feeling guilty as Nayeon folded in on herself. The whole church was staring, whispering to each other and pointing. But before Chanyeol could apologize for his beloveds behavior, she went running out of the chapel, loud sobs echoing in her wake.

"Don't let the door hit your fake ass on your way out!"

Sohyun shouted after her as Nayeon promptly slammed the doors shut, Sohyun having a smug expression set clear on her face.

She looked up, only to be met with a disapproving glare from the taller. Pink dusted Sohyun's cheeks as Chanyeol dragged her away from the crowd that had gathered, instead opting for the sparsely inhabited outer edge of the sanctuary. 

"That was just overkill, a simple 'He's mine, back off' would have worked just fine," 

Sohyun looked down at her high heels, refusing to meet Chanyeol's condemnatory gaze.

"I'm sorry, I just got a little possessive,"

"A little? That was a little?!"

Chanyeol made wild hand gestures towards where it had all gone down, still glaring down at his female partner.

"Now everyone is going to think I'm a hypocrite AND an asshole! Did you even think about what this could do to me? Did you even think it through?! What do you have to say for yourself?"

...

"I'm sorry?"

Chanyeol let out a loud exasperated sigh at the posed question, glaring holes into the coffee brown curls that lay atop his 'girlfriend's' head. 

"Look, now I don't have to worry about girls clawing at you! Isn't that a positive? Plus, that will get that old hag off your back- "

"Mrs. Lee? If anything, she's going to question everything about you and then kill me for sending her niece running away crying!"

"I'm sorry! I guess I didn't think it through?"

"Since when do you ever?!"

Chanyeol let his head lull to the side, resting it against the wall as he huffed out a breath. Finally taking in his boyfriend's female counterpart.

Sohyun had long, coffee brown barrel curls. She was still the same height as Baekhyun plus the height of the heels she was wearing, Sohyun also wore a long Sunday gown that stopped right at the ankles. Skin equally as pale as Baekhyun's, and equally as porcelain. Her face strikingly resembled Baekhyun's as well, but he already looked slightly feminine to begin with. Waist smaller than any humans should be, and overall, drop dead gorgeous. 

"Sohyun,"

The aforementioned glanced up, clearly still red-faced from the previous events.

"I think I can say with full confidence, that you are the only female I have ever been attracted to,"

(A/N: I've been preparing a lot of things for this summer...and no you shouldn't be afraid. I am expanding my 'portfolio', and stretching my writing abilities, so stay tuned)