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honeydroplet · 8 years ago

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Mistake (M)

word count : 12.8+k words (long as fuck sorry ; v ; not!)

genre : angst, smut, horror

summary : Baekhyun, to all of his fans, is a loving, care-free, talented person but what they don’t know is what he is off camera. This the story that would change EXO’s history.

warning(s) : character deaths, cutting, suicide/sudical thoughts (please do not read, if this will affect you…)

“Baekhyun, hurry and get out of this fucking shower!“ Xiumin, one of the dancer of the most currently famous group, EXO, hurried the other who was hogging up a long time in the restroom. “I’ll be out soon, hyung. Just give me a second.” The raven haired boy muttered softly in a tone of respect to not tempt the elder to kick the hinges down off the door. He had been taking so long because he was tending to the fresh cuts wounds on his abused thighs. “Is the douche still there? Come on, Baekhyun! Just fucking get your ass out here! NOW! Before I suffocate you with my fist up your throat.” Baekhyun heard another voice, assuming that by the low-pitched voice that it belonged to the leader of EXO-M, Kris.

These are the types of things that Baekhyun would tell himself for courage to cut himself even though his boyfriend doesn’t appreciate it when he does these devastating actions. He wiped a few dripping tears descending off his cheery-like cheeks, slipping his sharpened blade in his back pockets before exiting out the washroom with a fake bright smile on his face. “Good morning hyungs~” Baekhyun sing to his gnarling band members. Not surprised, Baekhyun knew he wasn’t going to get a welcomed greeting. “Thanks to your slow ass, we’re about one hour late for our practice stage for EXO’Luxion.” The singer’s crystalline teeth closed from its beautiful smile to a disappointed frown. “I used the same amount of time like everyone of you guys. Plus you guys oversleep all the time!” Even though Baekhyun sounded like a stuck-up person, he was actually telling the truth but obviously he wasn’t going to win this battle without a remark from Xiumin and Kris.

“Oh. So you want to be smart now with me?” Kris spit on the shivering vocalist as he was forcefully grabbed by the his bruised wrist. Baekhyun let out a silent hiss out of his bitten lips. “Baekhyun, let me remind you about your position here. You were a mistake on this group. Of course you can sing but besides that, you are just a worthless and pathetic kid. You’re basically just here because you’re fucking parents wanted you here. Don’t you dare think that anyone of us want you in this group. I can only think how you are still even in this group in first place.” Kris’s eyes browsed Baekhyun from the tip of his black hair which was sticking out in every direction to his torned up grey, almost morphing in a moldy mellow color converses. “Oh and another thing,” Now Xiumin, the eldest out of the two, added. “Don’t get too comfortable here. You’ll be out of those doors any day now. I promise you.” Regardless of his dreams of being a singer, he would be gone soon to the military due that he was somehow enlisted to go first. The obedient youngster simply nodded and bowed, to which his hyungs simply ignored his kindly gesture.

Baekhyun walked to the kitchen where about half of everyone was enjoying their breakfast while the rest we’re playing with some weird game but he realised that someone is missing due to the uneven number of members separated. He ignored the good looking food which most likely Kyungsoo made for the members except for him and only allowed himself to have a bowl of regular bland cereal. “Baek~!” Locks of silver shaded hair fallen onto Baekhyun’s shoulder and a familiar set of arms coiled around Baekhyun’s feminine waist and the smile that had once vanished soon returned and remembered who was last person missing. “Good morning Chanyeollie.” Chanyeol laid his face in the boy’s aroma-filled neckline forming a slight smirk across his face. “Morning hyung. Are you still okay from last night?” Chanyeol blew hot air under Baekhyun’s sweet spot which was located behind his ears to make him image the erotic kissing and touching they both made. Even though they didn’t have sex last night, Baekhyun was still blushing at the sexual words that slipped out of the younger’s heart shaped lips. A inaudible moan slipped out of the elder’s lips followed a slow nod. Baekhyun then added a decent amount of milk to his bowl of cereal, letting it soak for a while. “Aren’t you sick of eating that crap you call breakfast, hyung?” Baekhyun given a light shrug off his shoulders and leaned forward to take a spoonful of the flavorless cereal into his mouth. “Tell me why you aren’t eating this good food that Kyungsoo made?” Chanyeol’s raspy voice morphed into a sad child not getting what he wanted on Christmas. “I just don’t want to, Yeol.” The younger adult wouldn’t approve that answer from his boyfriend. “Baek, you know you can tell me anything. What did Kris done this time?” Baekhyun groaned in defeat, knowing that he wasn’t going to make Chanyeol back off easily. He didn’t want to even think about the crooked words Kris nor Xiumin said to him. “I just don’t want to sit with a bunch of bloodthirsty killers who want me dead okay?! Just let me eat my cereal in peace. I don’t want any trouble to start!” Chanyeol slowly let his arms slip from his boyfriend’s waist which left Baekhyun in contact with the sudden coldness once again. “Who the fuck do you think you are to talk to Chanyeol that way?” Kris had just entered the kitchen, pausing the game Kai, Tao, Luhan, Chen, and Lay were also playing. Baekhyun slowly looked up, his face turning pale and his beautiful fingers trembling with fear to see two cold eyes sending daggers into his dilated ones. “Are you okay, Channie?” The tall leader glanced at Baekhyun’s lover who gave a small nod almost unnoticed.

If you didn’t knew already, Yes, it true. Kris, since the day they debuted, was deeply - no not deeply - obsessed with Chanyeol. Then out of nowhere, Baekhyun was added to this group last minute. Well that’s how Kris remembers it. But in actuality, Chanyeol didn’t have any feelings for the leader, that what he said to Baekhyun. But as soon as Baek came through those doors that midnight at the dorms, Chanyeol was a love sick puppy towards the elder. Kris influences (more like frighten) mostly the rest of EXO so he was able to get them to hate Baekhyun too but not as much as him.

“I didn’t m-mean it in a mean-” Before Baekhyun could finish his sentence, the dirty blonde then jerked the bowl of cereal off the counter and chuck the fluids all over Baekhyun’s face. The black haired male wasn’t close enough to react. His eyelashes catched droplets of milk as the cold fluid seeped through his shirt and bits of cereal sticked onto Baekhyun’s milky skin. "What the fuck, Wu? What the hell is your problem?”

“He was asking for it, Chanyeol. I don’t allow anyone to talk to my member, especially you, like that. He should’ve learned better than that.” Chanyeol growled beneath his teeth and took Baekhyun’s still trembling hand, then leaded him to his room to change his cold clothes. “Baek, are you okay?” Chanyeol then placed a finger under the elder’s chin to see his eyes bewildered with fear. Baekhyun’s almost skeletal-like arms quaked vigorously in the air, opened wide for the youngster. “C-channie…I’m cold…” Baekhyun lips quivered in fear and Chanyeol only did what he could do. Comfort him. The giant wrapped his arms, laying his chin on top of the boy’s soaking hair, giving Baekhyun all of his warmth.

“It’s okay, Baek. I’m here for you. Okay?” Baekhyun slowly rubbed his cheek up and down in between Chanyeol’s clothed chest for his answer. Chanyeol then gave him a effortless smile in the air. “Hurry and change before Kris hyung gets pissed off again. You can wear my clothes for now until we get changed.“ Chanyeol got out of Baekhyun’s grip and walked to their shared closet to retrieve a folded pile clothes and laid it on Baekhyun’s bed. Baekhyun inspected loosely onto the oversized jacket and sweater with a pair of black ripped jeans to the side. “Thank you, Yeollie.” Baekhyun bowed politely and lightly touched the texture of the wool sweater. Before Baekhyun could even lifted up the bottom of his wet shirt, Chanyeol was out the door, closing it behind him.

"We are one! Hello we’re EXO!” The audience cheered and clapped as EXO introduced themselves. “So this will be the talk section of your concert.” A guy in his late thirties, who he announced his name earlier was ‘Kim Jong Kook’, spoked into the mic. “We’ll get right to the questions now. First question goes to…Kris Wu. Who is your favorite and least favorite member?” Kris ran his fingers through his tousled hair, biting his lips in thought. “Well…of course I love all these guys equally. They’re my second family after all. But I’m leaning towards Chanyeol as my answer simply because I’ve known him longer and he’s my best friend out of these goofballs.” He then glanced at the giant, who was sitting next to me, and smiled ear to ear at the silver haired rapper. “As for least favorite…umm…” He then twitched his pupils towards my direction and looked at the host. Kris licked his lips while slowly raising his microphone to his lips to speak. “Baekhyun is my choice. He takes forever in the bathroom, he’s always oversleeping, and he’s such a diva.” They all laughed, even Baekhyun. “I’m joking, I’m joking. I love all my dongsaengs and hyungs even Baekhyun.” Baekhyun knew that the words that came out of Kris’ mouth was a huge falsification.

The interview continued and the members played games and everything. Even the lifting game but Kris was his Baekhyun’s lifting partner, and obviously Kris dropped him the minute he touched the leader’s arms ‘on accident’, as to what Kris told to everyone multiple times. “Baekhyun, a fan has a question for you. If you were a girl, which member would you date and why?” The crowd roared with such amusement as a few member started to ‘flirt’ the singer to get his attention. Baekhyun’s eye immediately gazed off into the distance to heard the chant ‘BAEKYEOL’ was audible in the crowd. The vocalist began blushing. “Well…” He looked to Chanyeol, who was also blushing as well. “I’d date Chanyeol…he’s has nice lips, big ears, nice arms that he could hold me with, a firm chest, his funny personality, of course…” Baekhyun caressed the back of Chanyeol’s silver hair locks with every compliment he slipped out his mouth. The list continued on and on while Kris got more and more flustered by every touch Baekhyun given to the giant puppy. “He’s just the definition of perfect. Anyone would be lucky to have him.” Baekhyun finished his reply with a chuckle towards his boyfriend. Kris and few other member faked gaged as the couple embraced one another.

“I love you, Baekhyun hyung~” Chanyeol whispered in Baekhyun’s ears which started to heat up as well as his reddened face.

“So they will be our last song of the concert!” Suho announced to fans who moaned sadly at our departure. “So Chanyeol.” Kris interrupted Suho to ask the boy who was behind his boyfriend, readjusting the kitty headband strapped onto Baekhyun’s head. “Yes, hyung!”

“What song do you think we should end this amazing concert?” All eyes went on Chanyeol, curious to know what the rapper might choose. His hands scrabbled into his silver locks. “Aish! I didn’t study for this hyung~!” He stomped his feet like a little toddler, having a tantrum in front of the giggling members and fans. With a pout glue to his lips, Chanyeol whipped his head towards Baekhyun, who still get out all his laughter. “Baek~!” The stadium echoed Baekhyun’s nickname and crowd went insane - probably the people who believed in Baekyeol. Baekhyun hummed into his microphone while looking up into the dark pupils of Chanyeol’s eyes. “What do you want?” Baekhyun blinked a few times due to the cuteness of his boyfriend’s voice send him into a haze.

“L-Lucky…” The vocalist shuddered as Chanyeol looped an arm over his shoulder nonchalantly. “Okay, hyung. If that’s what hyung want, I want the same thing too! So I pick Lucky!” Kris diverted his eyes towards Baekhyun, giving him a unnoticable glare then redirected his now softened eyes in the direction of Chanyeol and smiled. “Okay. Lucky it is! Let go~!”

The concert was over and the boys were back at the dorm. Towards night time, everyone except Chanyeol and Baekhyun left either to go to bed or play on their phones. Baekhyun glanced the his boyfriend to see that was immersed into into thoughts. The rapper’s head swayed back and forth in a rhythmical way. “Yeollie?” Baekhyun patted Chanyeol’s head as he sat next to him with a box full of strawberry-dipped breadsticks. “Are you okay? You seemed off when we performed ‘Lucky’. Did you like the song?” Chanyeol rolled his eyes. “Isn’t it the song you choose? Anyways, I’m tired, okay?” Baekhyun sighed and cleared his throat to get the reclined rapper’s attention. “Chanyeol, I know something bugging you so confess….” Chanyeol turned to look at Baekhyun, who blood turned cold by his boyfriend’s hostile. “C-Channie…” A glimmering in Baekhyun’s eyes, almost shedding a tear, shot Chanyeol’s heart like a dagger and he was nearly to the point of just kissing those pink stained lips, that quivered vigorously.

A sighed came out of the giant’s mouth and placed his right hand on Baekhyun’s cheek, rubbing the delicate skin with his thumb. “Yah! Don’t cry. You know I hate it when you get all depressed like that.”

“But I only wanted to make you happy…It was our song after all…” Lucky by EXO was the trademark song for Chanyeol and Baekhyun due the youngster worked all year to perfect that song just for Baekhyun, he once said at their one year anniversary.

Chanyeol bit onto his lips, feeling a tad bit of guilt at the end of his throat and spoke to the elder.

“Baek. The only thing that make me happy is you and only you, got it whiny baby?” Softly chuckling, Baekhyun nodded. He already knew this. He just needed to hear it. Let it soothe his miserable life and fill it up with warmth. “I know baby, I’m sorry…” He laid his head on Chanyeol’s broad shoulder. “You don’t need to apologize, hyung.” Chanyeol rubbed the small of Baekhyun’s back with his other hand, still caressing the elder’s blushing cheek in the other.

The night consisted of them feeding each other strawberry-dipped breadsticks and delicate kisses on each other faces, not even watching the film that was projecting on their screen. Once the movie was over, Chanyeol turned the TV off. It was dark, and slightly due that they can still hear the murmurs of the members talking to one another. Baekhyun blinked at Chanyeol who kissed his cheek. “We should get ready for bed…My little Baekhyun needs his beauty sleep.” A cheerful smile sat on hislips, tussling a few of Baekhyun’s hair through his fingers.

“Um…Chanyeol…” Baekhyun then spoke out. The rapper gave his attention his hyung.

“It’s been a year since we…you know…so I was kind of wondering, if you don’t mind…” Chanyeol’s voice seeped a low laugh and he lifted Baekhyun to sit on his lap, making him yelp shortly. “Hyung, do you really want to have sex? I mean I’m not against and all but, Baekhyun, we only did it one time and last you said that, you ended up crying when I was about to unzip your pants.”

“That why I want to do it. I just want to make it up for you.” Baekhyun flinched at Chanyeol’s hot breath touched his own lips. “Plus, I saw the way how you stared at me when we were performing Lucky…” Baekhyunindented his lips with his teeth seductively. “Okay. I’ll believe you but I swear if you try to stop, I’ll never have sex with you again.”

“I promise, Yeollie…” One of the older’s legs swung over Chanyeol’s waistline and he cupped his boyfriend’s cheeks, to which Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun’s waist. “Ready…?” Chanyeol asked in a hushed voice. “R-ready…” Chanyeol didn’t need to hear that twice.

His strong, built arms squeezed Baekhyun’s thin waist as their lips connected in a harsh, desperate manner, causing the older to whimper into the kiss. They were hot, needy, young, and horny. The one on top was fidgety, squirmy, and a bit too loud. Chanyeol pulled his lips away and puffed his cheek. “Stop being loud!”

“I’m sorry. It’s just been long time. I haven’t use to it yet.”

Chanyeol rolled his eyes. “Come with me.” Not giving the elder any time respond, Baekhyun was already dragged by Chanyeol, who was darting towards Chanyeol and Baekhyun’s ‘shared’ room, locking the door behind him. They were eager to get down to business, that’s for sure. Chanyeol slowly walked up to Baekhyun, who was against the door, blocked with nowhere to go. “Get ready, hyung…”

“I’ve been ready for more than a year now.” Baekhyun’s body was then tugged to Chanyeol’s, feeling the rise and fall of the giant’s chest. Chanyeol subsequently leaned his lips, pressing them against Baekhyun’s, hungrily licked the extract of strawberry over his bottom lip. Baekhyun wrapped his arms around Chanyeol’s neck and Chanyeol frowned at how his arms trembled harshly, pulling away and looking intently at Baekhyun’s losted eyes. “Baek.” Chanyeol’s voice clicked Baekhyun’s brain out of space and looked into his. “I’m trying my best to make you feel good but I can’t do that if you’re scared. Okay?”

Baekhyun stared at Chanyeol, nodding as he tightened his grip on Chanyeol to bring the giant down closer making Chanyeol’s smirk grew larger.

Chanyeol gave Baekhyun’s temples a sweet peck before pressing his lips against Baekhyun’s again, satisfied that Baekhyun wasn’t vibrating anymore. He slowly moved his lips across Baekhyun’s, parting them then closing them around Baekhyun’s top lip drawing little moans from the elder. Chanyeol tilted his head more, sucking Baekhyun’s bottom lip into his mouth, licking the pink flesh.

Baekhyun shivered, tightening his grip on Chanyeol’s neck, his knees bending as his thighs compress against Chanyeol’s waist with a inaudible whimper.

Chanyeol used one of his hands to softly caress Baekhyun’s thigh as he nibbled the older’s plump bottom lip, leading him to the bed. Baekhyun’s legs we’re over Chanyeol’s, not breaking their needy kiss. This made Baekhyun shivered again, waist raising and pressing onto Chanyeol’s.

Chanyeol was first taken off guard by the elder’s bold move but later added fiction with the concoction. Baekhyun then gasped, running his fingers through Chanyeol’s silver locks, tugging them, while Chanyeol butterfly kiss Baekhyun’s jaw line. “C-Chanyeol…”

Chanyeol released Baekhyun’s skin, smiling at the darkened flesh and pecking Baekhyun’s lips as his hands went to the bottom of Baekhyun’s oversized grey sweater. Baekhyun’s eyes flashed open and swipedChanyeol’s fingers away from the soft material. “Baekhyun.” Chanyeol coldly growled at the vocalist. “You promised.”

“I know. I’m just cold. Can I please keep it on, Yeol?” Baekhyun lied. Chanyeol knows that Baekhyun cuts but he crossed his heart that he would never touch another blade after that but the older didn’t follow his promise. Baekhyun batted his eyes at Chanyeol, who only gave out a long sigh, followed with a nod. “Okay. But you still have to lift up your sweater.”

Baekhyun hummed while he lifted his back and waist off the bed to help Chanyeol lifted up the annoying material, to exposed Baekhyun well decently built body.

Chanyeol’s eyes trailed everything from his collarbones to his hipbones, throat going dry. “Wah! Hyung you’re quite built.” Baekhyun giggled lightly, tugging Chanyeol’s shirt. Chanyeol immediately got the hint, slipping off the cloth and tossing it in a random direction.

Baekhyun’s eyes widened slightly, soaking in the sight of shirtless Chanyeol.

Chanyeol smirked lightly at how his hyung was hypnotized by his chest, leaning down to kiss Baekhyun lightly. He trailed his kisses from Baekhyun’s lips to the corner of his mouth, across his cheek and down his neck, pausing to nip and lick his collarbones, before kissing down to one of Baekhyun’s pink nipples.

Baekhyun’s back arched when Chanyeol took his bud into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, flicking the tip of his tongue over the top, then sucking.

“Chan…Yeol…”

Chanyeol pulled away from the rosebud when it hardened, kissing it gently before going over to give the other the same treatment and Baekhyun’s eyes squeezed shut, whimpering lightly.

When Chanyeol pulled away, Baekhyun’s lips were parted and dry from his heavy breathing and deep pants he’s been making for the past five minutes.

Chanyeol smiled, cupping Baekhyun’s cheek and pecking his lips making him crack open his eyes. “Chanyeol…”

Chanyeol nuzzled his nose against Baekhyun’s jaw line before his hands went down to Baekhyun’s waistband until he felt a hand grip on his wrist. Chanyeol glanced up to see Baekhyun hitching his breath violently. “Baekhyun, I’ve seen it before. You don’t have to be embarrassed…Okay?” Chanyeol dragged his fingers against Baekhyun’s burning cheeks.

“Okay…” Baekhyun whispered, biting his bottom lip.

Chanyeol’s smile widened slightly, grabbing the waist bands and pulling down Baekhyun’s sweatpants and underwear in one move, tossing them in a random direction.

Baekhyun blushed, teeth digging into his flesh as his hands covered his face in embarrassment, bending one of his legs at the knee and moving it to cover his embarrassingly hard erection. Chanyeol looked up at Baekhyun and chuckled.

Baekhyun avoided eye contact until Chanyeol kissed his jowl lightly,removing his hands to look at the younger shyly.

Chanyeol gently ran a hand down Baekhyun’s chest and grabbed his knee, pushing his leg down and positioning himself between the older’s smooth legs to keep him from closing them again.

“Gosh…You’re so…sexy…” Chanyeol whispered against Baekhyun’s earshell making the singer whimper quietly.

Chanyeol chuckled, rubbing Baekhyun’s thighs lightly before raising a hand up to perplexed boy’s mouth. “Unless you want to fucked raw, I provide you to suck, hyung…” Baekhyun gulped loudly and slowly opened his mouth to let Chanyeol’s slender fingers enter inside. The vocalist’s tongue started coating the three of his boyfriend’s fingers in saliva until Chanyeol yanked the dripping digits out of his mouth, dropping it to between Baekhyun’s legs.

Chanyeol frowned at how Baekhyun’s chest went up and down at a quickening rate, breath coming out shaky.

“Baekhyun—”

“I know,Channie… I know.. I’m just.. worried.”

Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun with furrowed eyebrows. “Worried?”

“About the pain…We haven’t had sex for a year…I’m just…”

Chanyeol stared at Baekhyun intensely before using his free hand to cup Baekhyun’s cheek and kissed him deeply. When he pulled away, Baekhyun’s eyes were wide and confused. Chanyeol only smirked at his lover’s expression.“Baekhyun, stop thinking negative and look at the positives.”

Baekhyun blinked a few times before sighing, his head falling against the pillow.

Chanyeol gave Baekhyun’s Adam’s apple a light kiss before he circled Baekhyun’s muscle ring, kissing down his neck to his collarbone when he felt Baekhyun’s entrance tense up and gently pushed the finger into him.

Baekhyun gasped through his teeth, jaw clenched at the intrusion.

Chanyeol kissed all over Baekhyun’s face and neck as he waited a few seconds before thrusting his finger slowly, freezing when Baekhyun whimpered quietly before thrusting again.

After a few quiet moments, Chanyeol added another finger as slowly and gently as possible, creases forming between his eyebrows when Baekhyun whimpered and tightened the muscles in his face in pain.

Chanyeol kissed the creases between Baekhyun’s eyebrows before kissing down his nose, lips going over to Baekhyun’s ear to whisper sweet nothings. Chanyeol kept a slow pace, afraid of hurting Baekhyun.

When Chanyeol added another finger, Baekhyun let out a quiet cry and arched his back in hopes of getting away from the pain.

Chanyeol’s eyes widened and he immediately stopped his hand. “Baekhyun, I think you’re not rea—”

“No!” Baekhyun immediately interrupted Chanyeol, pushing down against Chanyeol’s fingers when the younger started removing them and hissing loudly.

“Baek…” Chanyeol whispered, free hand on Baekhyun’s cheek and thumb caressing the soft skin underneath Baekhyun’s eye. “Why did you do that?”

“Be-Because, I,” Baekhyun froze to try to push away the pain, “I didn’t.. want you to stop..”

Chanyeol’s eyebrows knitted together at how shaky Baekhyun’s voice was, words cracking in the middle.

Chanyeol groaned, curling and scissoring his fingers to make sure Baekhyun is properly stretched before he slowly removed his digits.

Chanyeol looked down before looking up at Baekhyun’s face then sighing. He slowly rid himself of any left over clothing except for Baekhyun’s sweater, and smiled lightly when Baekhyun’s dazed eyes stared into Chanyeol. His body was spread across the bed as his mouth breathe in and pushed out hot air that lightly touched Chanyeol’s lips.

Chanyeol spat on his hand and slicked up his erection before positioning himself at Baekhyun’s entrance, hands on Baekhyun’s thin waist. “Baekhyun…I’m going in….”

Baekhyun breathed lightly, looking down and eyes widening slightly for a split second at the sight of Chanyeol’s member ready to penetrate him before looking back up into Chanyeol’s lust filled eyes. “Ok…ay…” Baekhyun slowly breathed in and exhale out.

Chanyeol stared at Baekhyun before slowly pushing the head of his member into Baekhyun’s puckering entrance.

Baekhyun gasped sharply, head falling back and lifting himself up onto his elbows.

Chanyeol cringed and bit his bottom lip as he continued slowly pushing into Baekhyun, hips halting for a second when Baekhyun sobbed quietly or whimpered loudly, but continued to roll into him, knowing it’d be better to hurry and get it over with.

By the time he was sheathed inside of Baekhyun, the older was pressed against the mattress with his long sleeves over his eyes, other hand gripping the sheets, trembling bottom lip wedged between his teeth and tears slipping out of his eyes a bit faster than he’d like.

Chanyeol leaned down and cupped Baekhyun’s cheeks. “Baekhyun, look at me.”

Baekhyun slowly removed his sleeves and Chanyeol almost wished he didn’t tell Baekhyun to do that at how his eyebrows were deeply furrowed, eyes glittering with pain and sadness, waterline filled with liquid. “Baekhyun, just relax. That’s all you need to do, and I know it’s hard, but please, just try to relax. And trust me. I’m trying to be as gentle as possible, I promise.”

Baekhyun stared at Chanyeol’s eyes, eyebrows slowly relaxing, hiccups quiet and light.

“I love you.” Chanyeol whispered, pressing his forehead against Baekhyun’s and kissing him lightly.

Baekhyun sniffed deeply. “I-I love you too…”

Chanyeol’s smile widened and he laughed quietly along with Baekhyun, kissing him lightly again. Baekhyun took a few deep breaths before speaking, “Y-You can move.”

Chanyeol’s smile wavered as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in, Baekhyun gasping and eyebrows furrowing slightly again.

“Shh, baby,” Chanyeol whispered, using this thumbs to caress Baekhyun’s skin. “I’m sorry, I wish I could take the pain away.”

Chanyeol tried his best to keep his thrusts slow and gentle; Baekhyun’s tight warmth felt dangerously good around him, but he’ll be shrewd if he lets the pleasure control him and make him hurt Baekhyun.

Baekhyun wrapped his arms around Chanyeol’s neck and pulled him closer, pressing his forehead against Chanyeol’s as he breathed lightly. “Faster.”

“Are you sure? Is the pain gone?” Chanyeol asked worriedly, eyes searching Baekhyun’s face for pain, which he found everywhere.

“Yeah,” Baekhyun lied, “just go faster, please.”

He just wanted the pain to hurry up and disappear, and he was sure Chanyeol thrusting as slow as he was wouldn’t help anything except drag out the pain longer.

Chanyeol stared at Baekhyun before doing as told, hips rolling into Baekhyun as a quicker pace.

Baekhyun whimpered loudly and Chanyeol shushed him. “Quiet.“

Baekhyun’s eyebrows furrowed and he almost cursed out loud, using every single profanity he knew to express the pain.

Chanyeol kissed all over Baekhyun’s face again, lips lingering on Baekhyun’s own.

Chanyeol’s hands roamed over Baekhyun’s clothed back, rubbing the fabric in circles in hopes of calming the older down. Baekhyun leaned forward to connect their lips and Chanyeol immediately responded to the kiss.

"Faster.” Baekhyun whispered against Chanyeol’s lips.

Chanyeol almost stopped thrusting in surprise and uncertainty before silently doing as Baekhyun said, biting his bottom lip as he wasn’t sure if Baekhyun was as alright.

But after several quick thrusts and a few minutes later, Baekhyun had moans slipping past his red, kiss-bruised lips as he squirmed under Chanyeol and the rapper was happy Baekhyun wasn’t feeling anymore pain.

Chanyeol sucked lightly on Baekhyun’s neck as he snapped his waist into Baekhyun, the younger’s moans getting higher in pitch.

Chanyeol pressed a finger against Baekhyun’s lips, eyes staring at Baekhyun’s closed ones, shifting down to where his finger met Baekhyun’s closed lips before going back up. “The others will hear.” He whispered against Baekhyun’s cheek and the older shivered.

“Channie…” Baekhyun breathed, hands in Chanyeol’s silver hair.

Chanyeol removed his finger only to replace it with his lips, tilting his head.

Baekhyun moaned quietly, pulling Chanyeol closer, the waves of pleasure Chanyeol sent crashing down on him almost unbearable.

Chanyeol trailed a hand down to gently stroke Baekhyun’s throbbing member. Baekhyun immediately gasped and moaned into the kiss, back arching painfully, fingers gripping Chanyeol’s hair tightly.

“Yeol..” Baekhyun whimpered against Chanyeol’s lips.

Chanyeol smiled lightly, pumping Baekhyun’s erection in time with his thrusts.

Baekhyun hissed at the burning feeling in his gut that started to form; it was like a hot iron inside his abdomen and he hated it.

Chanyeol noticed this and thrusted in random directions until Baekhyun nearly screamed, facial muscles tightening.

Chanyeol pulled away from Baekhyun and clamped his hand over his mouth to muffle the sounds escaped Baekhyun, hissing when Baekhyun bit down on the skin between his index and middle finger.

Chanyeol’s gut also started to burn and twist, his thrusts quickening slightly.

It wasn’t long after that streams of white, sticky liquid painted their chests as Baekhyun fell into a river of pleasure, eyes rolling into the back of his head and his moan of Chanyeol’s name muffled by the younger’s skin.

The way Baekhyun tightened around Chanyeol and tried to push Chanyeol out every time he pulled out almost completely, resisting against him when he thrusted back in, and the way Baekhyun’s face was flushed red, lips parted, sweat-soaked fringe sticking to his forehead and half closed eyelid, is what sent Chanyeol over the edge, coating Baekhyun’s walls with him.

The room was filled with their pants and the smell of sex as Chanyeol slowly pulled out of Baekhyun, the younger hissing and whining as he suddenly felt empty.

Chanyeol looked down and smirked faintly at how abused and red Baekhyun’s entrance looked, a line of his semen leaking out. Chanyeol’s finger then scraped up the cum, only to place the digits into his mouth. Chanyeol crawled back up Baekhyun’s body and Baekhyun shivered at the taste of Chanyeol when the older kissed him.

Chanyeol pulled away with a stunning smile, that only made Baekhyun absent-minded to his surroundings.

Chanyeol’s hands were roaming around Baekhyun’s body and was getting dangerously close to the bandages. “Babe, aren’t you hot in that sweater? You look like you’re about to have a heat stroke any second now.” Chanyeol grabbed onto the hem’s of Baekhyun sweater. Baekhyun averted his eyes to Chanyeol’s hand which were slowly lifting the sweater up. “No, I’m fine…” Baekhyun lied to lover and lean into Chanyeol’s lips. “Okay.” Chanyeol smiled and played with Baekhyun’s dark locks. While Chanyeol begin to tell Baekhyun how much he loved him, his fingers unfortunately brushed upon the bandages.

“What’s that?” Baekhyun kept quiet.

“Tell me that’s not what I think it is.” Again, no reply. “You promised, Baekhyun.” Chanyeol shouted.

“You fucking promised not to do this shit anymore!”

“Okay, okay please lower your voice…listen to me, Yeol…”

“When did you do it, Baekhyun?” Baekhyun looked at floorboards which made the rapper more furious.

“BAEKHYUN!” Chanyeol’s fist banged on top of mattress. “Answer me. Now.”

“T-this morning….” Chanyeol didn’t want to hear it. “You promised…I took you to therapy. What do you want, Baekhyun? A straight jacket or something? Gosh, you just can’t control yourself, can you?” Baekhyun looked Chanyeol with teary eyes and Chanyeol didn’t seemed to be bother by the crying vocalist. “Give me the necklace…”

“Uhh? Ch-Chanyeol, please…I can do bet-”

“Better my ass! Now give it to me.”

“Chan-” Before Baekhyun could finished his name, Chanyeol forcefully grasped onto Baekhyun’s sweater, lifting him off the bed by two inches. “I swear to god, Baekhyun. I will hurt you if you don’t give me my fucking necklace back.” Baekhyun’s breath was violent, his hands going under his grey sweater to reveal a golden treble clef necklace that Chanyeol gave him on their one year anniversary and given it to Chanyeol. “I’m done with this relationship. I literally still can’t believe how stupid to give you chance after chance to redeem yourself but you only fail like usual…” Chanyeol mumbled. “And you know what?” Chanyeol whipped his head at the shivering singer. “Kris was right. You’re just a mistake.” He then walked away before Baekhyun could have any sort of reaction.

Baekhyun was left alone, dumped and heartbroken. Just like that, Chanyeol abandoned Baekhyun in the darkness and coldness of the singer’s room. His shaking knees lost balance, sending him plummeting to the cold wooden planks. He curled up in a fetal position, his sweater covering his naked body.

“You’re just a mistake…”

The words resonated in Baekhyun’s mind and his sleeves was soon wet with tears of sadness. He had no motivation anymore. He was done with himself, too.

After crying his eyes out, the exhaustion hit him hard and he passed out.

The next morning came rather slow. The sound of roaring thunders and clashing of hard rain pellets was playing outside. The boys didn’t have any schedules that day so they were allowed to sleep in or do whatever they wanted to do. The only ones who did, however, were Baekhyun and Luhan until Baekhyun was sudden awaken from his slumber by a terrifying nightmare he been waking up to ever since Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s break up.

At breakfast, Kai walked towards Chanyeol and pulled him aside. “Chanyeol…I’m not sure why but Baekhyun was crying all night. I couldn’t get any sleep because I was worried. Did something happened?” Usually Chanyeol would defend Baekhyun but he was done kissing his ass. "I dumped him. He’s still cutting and I just can’t be apart of that shit anymore.” Kai blinked several times to get the news straight out. He knew all too well that Chanyeol was the only person that actually cared about Baekhyun, he would never break his heart. “What? Is he okay?” Chanyeol shrugged. The break up didn’t seem to have any effect on him at all which made Kai curious about the rapper.

Little did anyone knew, Chanyeol was waiting for an perfect excuse to break up with Baekhyun. The actual reason he wanted to leave the vocalist was because he and Kris we’re actually dated for more than two years. They even had sex with one another when Baekhyun wasn’t around. He even thought about breaking up with me a few months ago but due to how Baekhyun became more clingy to him, he didn’t had the heart to do it.

It was around five in the afternoon when the black-haired walked out of his room, eyes fixed on his own feet. Chanyeol didn’t seem to care about Baekhyun’s appearance. “Yeol…” Baekhyun reached out and tugged at his ex’s sleeve. “Can I speak with you for a second?” He asked softly, eyes red and puffy.

“What?” Chanyeol said in the least interested tone. “Please take me back, Yeol…I don’t want lose you. Not now! You’re only one I have that loves me. I don’t want you leave me. I know I broke my promise but please. I’ll do better…for us. Just please, Channie…” As much as Baekhyun spilled his heart out to the rapper, Chanyeol could care less for Baekhyun’s apology. “Well, Baekhyun. There a bit of a problem with that. You see, my boyfriend wouldn’t like that…”

Baekhyun’s breath suddenly stopped and stared at Chanyeol, wide eyed. “B…Boyfriend?” Chanyeol nodded and even chuckled a little at the older stuttering before his eyes. “What? You thought I’d be sad for weeks before I was able to move on? Well, new flash, hyung. I’ve moved on so many months ago. I’m sick and tired of having to see you kill yourself every time I look away. I’m sick and tired of having to visit the hospital every week for your ass. I’m sick and tired of seeing you starve yourself to death. I’m sick and tired of you cutting yourself. And just in general, I’m so fucking sick and tired of you!” Baekhyun was at a loss for words, especially the last sentence. Each word pierced his heart like a sharp sword carving through tender flesh.

“Why didn’t tell me, Yeol? We could have work th-”

“No, Baekhyun! There’s just no fixing you! You’re broken! Inside and out! No matter how much treatment I have to pay for you, it was just a fucking waste. You just a useless human being.” Baekhyun shook his head slowly.

“Yeol…I never. Can you please just listen to me? I really need you. I love you so much…without you, I’m no-”

“Kris and I have been going out for two years.” Chanyeol interrupted. Baekhyun’s skin tone was as white as snow once he heard what his love said. “W-what..?”

“You fucking heard me. Now unless you want to look more like a jackass, you should fuck off. I’ve have plans now.” Chanyeol walked off, purposely shoving Baekhyun on his way out with Kris who had big smile on his face. “You got the necklace I gave you?” Baekhyun heard Chanyeol and gasped when he saw Kris holding up the golden necklace Chanyeol once given to him. He felt his eyes starting to watered up how his necklace was around Chanyeol’s new lover. His eyes then widened like saucers as he imaged his only love latching his lips he once touched to Kris in front of him before entering the leader’s room. Baekhyun didn’t knew what came to him but something inside the singer’s body just…snapped. As if everything in his life didn’t matter…now that he’s lost without Chanyeol.

“Baekhyun, me and Kai are gonna play video games. Wanna join?” Baekhyun politely shook his head at Sehun’s request and retreated to his room.

He didn’t bother locking the door since no one would check on him anyway. He got out his step ladder and the rope he bought last year. But first, he had remember if he ever commit doing this, he would leave a message behind for Kai, Sehun, Luhan and mostly Chanyeol. He grabbed his iPhone, placing it on top of the tripod he uses when he records his vocal skills and pressed record.

“Dear Yeollie…”

After coming home from their date, Chanyeol looked around for Baekhyun. He seemed unsettled and worried about how he acted in front of him. “Where’s Baekhyun?” Sehun looked up from the rubix cube that Luhan was solving and shrugged. “In his room.”

“Really?“ Chanyeol cocked a brow at the maknae. "Yeah but he’s probably just sleeping.” Chanyeol was about to step into Baekhyun’s room before Kris stopped him from his objective. “Where do you think you’re going Chan? We’re not finished with this date.” Kris looked at Chanyeol and looked at the door.

“You’re going to his room? Why?”

“I just want to talk to him, babe.” Chanyeol’s hand slowly twisted the knob but once again Kris taken the rapper’s hand in his. “He’ll be in there when we’re finish. I need you, Chanyeol.” Chanyeol chuckled and was whisked away by Kris and entered their now shared room.

After about a few hour, Chanyeol walked to Baekhyun’s door and knocked. “Baekhyun. Open up. Let’s talk.” No reply. He knocked once again, predicting that Baekhyun’s is fast asleep. “I know you’re in there…” He bit his lip after fifteen minutes of no response. “Look, Baekhyun. Let’s just talk…o-okay?” Chanyeol couldn’t wait any longer and barged into the room but wished he hadn’t seen what was before his eyes. His eyes fell onto a small body - Baekhyun’s body - lifted off the ground by five inches, his neck tilted to the right to visible see the noose tied around his neck. Chanyeol’s heart raced then he screamed in horror. The boys quickly ran into the room and they all stared at Baekhyun’s lifeless body, hanging there. “Call the ambulance!!!” Chanyeol shouted as he took Baekhyun down from the rope, then started cardiopulmonary resuscitation. But it was far too late. Baekhyun was past gone. The singer’s spirit sat on the bed and watched in sadness as his ex lover tries revive him. Even though he was dead, he could still feel his heartbeat to see that the boy actually did cared about him and wanted him to live. Baekhyun glanced at his lifeless body and turned on phone that was still attached to the tripod.

Suddenly, the video began playing and they all watched in sudden horror to hear Baekhyun’s voice.

“Dear Yeollie…” He started.

“I always loved you and I always will. I don’t know where I’m going after this and that really scares me but clearly, living isn’t for me. As you already said I’m just a…mistake and I tried my best to push through, I really did…but I just realized that I lost the war…long ago. I can’t take it anymore, Chanyeol. I can’t sit here and slash my wrist anymore. I can’t sit and wonder how much better death would be for me, how less EXO would not suffer with me, and how this world would be better…without me.” Baekhyun sighed in the air. “In all honesty, I’m glad you treated me that way in the afternoon. I’m glad you kissed Kris hyung in front of me. It kind of gave me the push I needed.” Baekhyun’s lips flashed his perfectly white teeth and looked into the camera. “Chanyeol, if you’re watching this, I want to say I’m sorry, Yeollie. I let you down multiple times but you always seem to push me back up. Maybe that was also one of the reason I love you so much.” Softly laughing to himself, he checked wrist watch and averted his eyes back to the screen “Well, I want make things short so–” He stood up and got on the stool, then wrapped the rope that was connected to the closet hook around his neck but also around his neck was a bass clef necklace that Baekhyun was supposed to give for Chanyeol yesterday to match his once given necklace. “Sehun. Luhan….Kai. Thank you so much for holding my hand throughout these years. Yeol, I always loved you…and I always will…please don’t forget me. Please tell all the member of EXO, even though they didn’t love me, I love them with all my heart. Oh– and tell Kris, he was right about me…You know, soon leaving EXO…” He gave a last smile and made sure the rope was tightly secured around his neck and gave last glance to the screen. “Goodbye my love, may you and Kris have a wonderful and healthy relationship.” That was last thing Baekhyun said then stepped off the ladder.

He wasn’t quite dead yet. He prayed for someone to come in right this moment, but no one did. Just the faint sound of Chanyeol, saying ‘I love you’ inside his head. Unfortunately, it was too late. The rope only got tighter and tighter and before he knew it, he took his last breath on Earth. His lifeless body was left hanging, swinging from side to side as the camera kept recording.

“Baekhyun…”Chanyeol was embraced by the crying spirit, causing him to shudder. Soft ‘I will miss you’s and ‘I’m sorry’s were all Baekhyun was able to say before the spirit completely disappeared.

Finally, Baekhyun was free from his misery and going to a better place.

‘Breaking New!

EXO’s main vocalist, Byun Baekhyun just committed suicide yesterday in the boy’s dorm. He was found dead two hours later when staff and member discovered his body. We all want to pray for the family, and friends who are deeply affected by this terrible incident. May you rest in peace, Byun Baekhyun…’

“We want a funeral for Baekhyun. Baekhyun wanted to be buried by that place you and Baekhyun first went together. Those were his requests. Please comply with them.” The distraught Chanyeol could only nod in response to Baekhyun’s sobbing mother on the phone. They were low on money to pay for the service, so the entertainment company promised to cover all of the costs, the ceremony, the coffin, his burial suit, everything. All of Baekhyun’s family’s money went towards his dream of becoming a star. They paid for his trainee fees, as well as vocal and dance lessons. They didn’t knew all that money ended up worthless at the end.

“What time can I expect you to be at the burial?” The elderly woman, let out a pained sigh. “We’ll be at the garden around 10:00 AM. Please make sure that everything is prepared for Baekhyun.” Chanyeol nodded.

“Yes ma’am, I will make sure everything’s good to go for Baek…See you later…Bye umma…” They hung up.

“Was that his mom?” Kris asked while playing with the strands of Chanyeol’s silver hair. Chanyeol simply nodded and laid back onto the bed with his current boyfriend. “The company’s bringing in a shrink tomorrow to talk to us after the service. You sure you’re up for it?” Chanyeol simply closed his eyes and hugged Kris’s waist even tighter. “I can tell them to cancel. We can skip the service if you’re not ready.” The younger shook his head while Kris placed a kiss in the center of it.

“What kind of example would that be setting for our members especially Sehun, Tao and Kai? What would I be saying to Baekhyun’s mom who left her son in my care? I’ve already failed her multiple times.” Kris scoffed and sat up. “We didn’t ask the dumbass to go kill himself, Chanyeol. This is NOT our fault. The sooner you realize that, the better we can move on. Don’t blame yourself for his stupid mistake, remember the video.” The tired rapper groaned into his boyfriend’s chest and crawled out of the bed. “Where are you going, Chanyeol?” Kris received no reply and watched as Chanyeol left the room.

Xuimin, Chen, and Lay were all crowding the living room, arguing, while Sehun and Kai was seated on the sofa, tears pouring from their eyes. “Why the hell are you guys arguing? Someone just died and you guys are going at each other’s throats?” Sehun groaned and walked up to Chanyeol. “Hyung, me and Kai can’t sleep in that room! I refuse to!” Chanyeol rolled his eyes. “Why can’t you sleep in there?”

The young adult’s voice became shaky and high pitched as he explained. “B-because Baekhyun died in there! We c-can’t sleep in that room! We won’t do it!” Chanyeol tightly gripped Sehun’s shoulders and shook him as if to calm him. “Stop screaming. You guys can take my bed in Kris’s room and I’ll sleep in Baekhyun’s room alright? It’s late, and you’ve got your hyung’s service tomorrow. Please, go rest. I’ll get your clothes ready for tomorrow, okay?” Sehun bowed in thanks then ran off to join Kris but Kai was still on the couch, crying out loud.

“Kai…?” No response. Chanyeol settled himself beside his bandmate and hugged him tightly. “How can you be okay about this?! How can this not affect you? He was your boyfriend! He loved you! And you let him die!” Kai screamed under Chanyeol’s now soaked shirt. “It’s your fault! You and Kris made everyone hate him and now he’s dead! Get your fucking hands off of me!!” Kai shoved Chanyeol away from him and stormed off into Kris bedroom before Chanyeol got a chance to respond. Chanyeol understood that people grieve in many different ways, so Kai’s actions were more than understandable. Though that doesn’t mean that his words didn’t hurt. It didn’t mean that they weren’t true either.

Chanyeol had brought most of Kai and Sehun’s belongings into the room his & Kris shared. “Sehun and Kai moved to our room for now please understand.” Kris nodded as he started to strip his shirt. “Yeah, no problem. Just hope they can cover their ears.” Chanyeol tilted his head to the side, confused. “What do you mean with that?” Kris only smirked in response and Chanyeol finally got the idea. “A-are…you’re insane hyung?” Kris laughed carelessly. “Come to bed Chanyeol. You’ve been busy today and I miss you.” An apparent blush colored Chanyeol’s cheeks as he joined his boyfriend in bed. “This is more like it. Just us and no limitations…” He wrapped his arms around Chanyeol’s waist and pecked his lips softly. “I still sorta feel bad Kris. We mostly killed him…” He whispered while staring into his lover’s eyes. “WE did not kill anyone. He killed himself. Simple as that.” Chanyeol nodded and Kris lowered his head to give the sobbing rapper a passionate kiss while Chanyeol rolled on top of him.

Soft moans escaped Chanyeol’s lips as their hot kiss escalated to a sweaty, passionate night of lovemaking. Both of Kris’s hands roamed all over his lovers body freely and he watched while Chanyeol rubbed his hips against the leader’s groin. Chanyeol slipped a few moans Kris would constantly let out loud grunts, and the sound of the headboard banging into the walls wasn’t calming either. The sleepy Kai slowly rubbed away the sleep from his eyes and stared in disgust at his hyungs. From his view, Chanyeol was on top of Kris, half-clothed, and was panting quite heavily. “Hyung? What the hell are you doing? That’s disgusting! Baekhyun just died and you’re already having sex with Kris hyung?” Kris sat up and glared at Baekhyun. “Shut the fuck up, you bitch. You’re just mad because you’re still a fucking virgin. This is our room and if you don’t watch that mouth of yours, I’m gonna kick your ass out and you can go sleep in that idiot’s room.” Kai’s feelings were easily hurt, and he took immediate offense to his hyung’s words. “I’m not a virgin anymore! And Baekhyun was important to EXO!!” He shouted, regretting the words deeply as soon as they left his mouth. Chanyeol tilted his head and stared at Kai. “Who did you lose your virginity to?” Kai had to think quickly on his feet and tousled his blanket over his head. “I-I lied. Sorry.” Kris laughed at Kai’s confession. “That’s what I thought. Now. Go to bed.” He pulled Chanyeol to face him and covered them inside the blanket. “Goodnight babe. I love you.” Kris pressed a soft kiss to Chanyeol’s lips and turned the other way. Chanyeol snuck an arm around Kris’s waist and closed his eyes. For some reason, he didn’t believe Kai. Not one bit.

3:00 AM struck and Chanyeol shot up from a nightmare he was having. In his nightmare, all he saw was Baekhyun kill himself multiple times in different ways possible. He couldn’t sleep and missed Baekhyun terribly, so he slipped from his lover’s grasp, leaned over to grab Kris’ shirt and slipped it on. He made his way over to Baekhyun’s old room and shut the door quietly.

The room was dark, and everything remained as it had been before Baekhyun passed away. Chanyeol let out a shaky breath and walked to Baekhyun’s bed, sat on it, then grabbed the pillow. He hesitantly leaned forward and inhaled the scent. Honey and Vanilla. That was smell of Baekhyun’s favorite conditioner. It was as if Baekhyun was right there with him. While roaming the room, his eyes fell onto the plugged up laptop that was lightly glowing. “Should I?” Chanyeol slowly leaned over, hesitating a few times, until having the courage to grabbed it.

He turned it on and looked at the password. Chanyeol groaned. “BaekhyunBunny?” He said as he toyed it in. Incorrect password. “Fuck…wait could it be…?!” He punched in the keyboard ‘Chanyeol61’ and the first thing that came up was a paused video that had Chanyeol��s face smiling in the screen. “What’s that…?” Chanyeol squinted at the odd video and replayed it back. The video loaded before it began to play.

“Yeollie!” Chanyeol gasped at Baekhyun’s sudden appearance on the screen, his hands waving at the shaking youngster. “Once you’re watching this, this we’ll be our two year anniversary. God, I feel bad giving you all this crap lately but I know you still love me. I love you so much. Please enjoy this video, sweetheart.” Chanyeol’s heart suddenly broke. He watched the video clips of them two smiling, laughing, and being stupid together like usual. He couldn’t take it much longer. The guilt had already began to eat away inside him and so he slammed the laptop shut and threw himself onto the bed, crying into it.

Hours passed and Chanyeol was still crying. This was not going to go away on it’s own. 6’o clock, 3 hours before the service was when Chanyeol finally passed out. He had cried himself out entirely to the point of exhaustion.

“Where the hell is Chanyeol? I don’t know how to put this tie on myself!” Kris was stressing out.

“Do you think he went to a bar last night? He could be anywhere. This service starts in an hour. Chanyeol!?” Kris groaned and threw the tie to the ground. Kai’s observant eyes glanced over at his hyung and he walked towards him after picking the tie up. “Highly doubt, throwing a fit would make your tie.” Kris only scoffed and looked at the young band member. “Shut up, Kai.” Kai looked up at his hyung with an effortless smirk. “I just wanted to help.”

“Well if you wanna help, I suggest you go look for Chanyeol. And hurry up.”

Everyone’s head tilted while Baekhyun’s door opened. All conversations stopped and their eyes followed the door as it creaked. “Chanyeol! Why the fuck are you in there!? Do you have any idea how worried I was?!” Chanyeol simply rubbed his still reddened puffy eyes.

He was already dressed up in the suit Baekhyun liked him in, holding a framed photo of him and Baekhyun. No one moved and this annoyed Chanyeol very much. “Can we go or is everyone just gonna stand there and stare at me all day?”

“Answer my question Chanyeol.” Kris’s voice deepened as he stepped closer.

“Why were you in there.” It didn’t even sound like a question anymore. It seemed more like an accusation.

“I couldn’t sleep and stop talking to me like I’ve committed some horrible crime!”

“Answer my FUCKING question!” Chanyeol flinched in fear, backing away slowly.

“I just told you that I couldn’t sleep!”

“If you loved him so much, you wouldn’t have let him die.”

“Don’t say that!” Kris smirked as he let out a humorless chuckle. “Yeah? And why the fuck not? Clearly you’re more comfortable in his room so how’s about you marry his fucking corpse while you’re at it.” He walked out of the dorm, clearly pissed off.

Chanyeol stood there, holding the photo close to this chest. “Chanyeol, don’t listen to him. He’s just upset…” Luhan walked over to Chanyeol and placed a hand on his shoulder. “He’s probably just feeling the guilt you know?” Chanyeol looked down as a tear fell from his eye. “Chanyeol, don’t do this to yourself. Don’t cry.”

“Let him cry!” Kai interjected with an angry look on his features and everyone, except for Chanyeol, looked at male with bewilderment in their eyes. “They killed Baekhyun after all. They deserve all the hell they can get.” Kai turned on his heel and walked out where the vans were parked.

Luhan and Sehun stayed with Chanyeol and helped him downstairs. Even though today was supposed to be a day of worship for Baekhyun’s life, Chanyeol’s heart yearned in grief and sorrow.

“Would anyone like to say a few words before we bury Baekhyun?” The priest asked. Chanyeol stood and bowed towards everyone. “Hi everyone. If you guys didn’t knew, me and Baekhyun we’re…really close.” Chanyeol paused as he saw Kris puffing his cheeks as he was talking to Lay and Chen, giving a few laughs in conversation. This made Chanyeol furious but he glance at Baekhyun’s heartbroken mother and Baekbeom, Baekhyun’s brother, then gave out a hard sigh. “Baekhyun, I wanted to say that I miss you so much. I love you and I wish I could go back in time and change a lot of my stupid decisions I made, I really do. Wherever you are, I hope you’re at peace now sweetheart and that you’re making everyone up there happy like you always do. I love you forever and…happy two year anniversary to you too…” He sat back down and everyone remained silent. Everyone knew that Chanyeol & Baekhyun had something going on so it didn’t come as any surprise to them. His mother said a few words followed by Baekbeom and the father as well and afterwards the ceremony was over.

“No! Baekhyun no!! Please come back! Please come to mommy!” His mother hugged the tombstone that was above Baekhyun’s buried coffin. Baekbeom tapped on Chanyeol’s shoulder.“Chanyeol, I’m sorry but we need to do some things alone so we won’t be at the banquet. Please understand.” Chanyeol nodded and mumbled. “I’m sorry I failed to care for him like your mother asked me to do…” The father only looked away and carted his wife back into the car.

The banquet was surprisingly quite big. Who knew that Baekhyun was so..loved? If only he knew, things would be different without him. Everyone shared their stories and memories of Baekhyun. There was mixtures of laughter, love and of course sorrow but it was all a blur to Chanyeol, who was still image that beautiful kind-hearted singer in his mind. When they returned to their dorms, the members seemed different. Almost distance towards one another

“Chanyeol, baby…talk to me.” Kris tried to get Chanyeol to say something–anything. “You’re really worrying me. You didn’t eat at the banquet and you haven’t talked since your speech. Are you alright?” Chanyeol didn’t bother to spare his lover a glance. In all actuality, he didn’t even realize that Kris was there. All his thoughts were on Baekhyun. “Why are you acting this way. When we made the plan, you agreed to it. You knew he was suicidal so why did you make me do those things to him?” Chanyeol turned to look at Kris, hurt in his eyes. “S-so you’re saying it’s my fault he died?! I did told you! Several times! Kai thinks it’s my fault and maybe it is. I’m just so confused.” Kris cupped Chanyeol’s cheeks and shook his head. His voice was soft, his tone laced with worry. “No, Chanyeol. I’m just saying that we made a decision and we have to live with the consequences, okay?” He leaned in to peck Chanyeol’s lips. “Let’s go rest. You’ve had a long day.” Chanyeol didn’t move an inch so Kris had to carry him to their bedroom. He had to do everything for Chanyeol. He undressed him, put his pajamas on, and tucked him in bed.

The next few days consisted of Chanyeol not doing much at all, and the other members, except Kai, was trying to get him back on his feet. “You’ve got to eat something Channie. Please just eat one spoonful…” Chanyeol only looked up past his boyfriend’s head to see something glowing at the end of the dorm’s hallway. He blinked rapidly. No way. Was that Baekhyun standing there? His breath was then taken away to see Baekhyun’s spirit, smiling at Chanyeol, waving his hand in the air up high. “Baekhyun!” Chanyeol shouted, then dashed towards the figure. All the members turned their heads and looked to see. There was no sign of Baekhyun. What was Chanyeol doing?

“Babe, he’s gone. Please come eat…” Chanyeol started to hold a conversation with what seemed like thin air to the members but substantially, Chanyeol WAS talking to Baekhyun’s spirit. “I missed you so much, Baekhyun. Where did you go? I’m so glad you’re back.” Chanyeol smiled at the vocalist.

“Chanyeol, you’re hurting the members. You’re supposed to be happier without me. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be, Chanyeol. Things are supposed to be better with me being gone.” Chanyeol’s head shook violently. “How could you ever think that things would be better without you? My life is hell now without you! I hate it here without you. Please come back.”

“I can’t, Yeol. I just came to tell you to just move on. Forget about me…” Chanyeol gripped onto the figure but since it was just Baekhyun’s spirit, his hands fell immediately to his sides. “I could never forget you. Please…just come back to me.”

“I gotta go, Chanyeol…” Baekhyun slowly started to fade away, then soon disappeared before Chanyeol’s eyes. “N-no..no where’d you go!? No! PLEASE COME BACK! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!? WHY!!!” Luhan and Chen had to drag Chanyeol away and took him to the sofa. Chanyeol simply continued to cry hard in Kris’ arms. “Chanyeol! He’s not here! He’s in better place now!” Luhan and few others try to calm down the rapper but as always, Kai didn’t help one bit. Chanyeol cried the night through until he passed out.

Kai had been hiding in Baekhyun’s room, arms wrapped around his knees. “You have to tell him Jongin..” He shook his head. “Chanyeol hyung will hate me forever if he found out that we did it.” Baekhyun gave a soft sigh. “I’m just a corpse to Kris…it’d be easier for him to forget me if he starts off by hating me…” Kai seemed to be the strongest of them all. “I can’t do that to Chanyeol. Not right now…he’s hurting.”

“I was hurting for months. I know he was cheating on me but I loved him too much to even confess and it led to me to death. Don’t let him die, Kai. Tell him that we had sex before he dies on the outside too. He’s already dead inside. I can’t bear to see him die like I did.” Kai had no choice. Even though Kai didn’t want to do it, he loves Baekhyun too much to see him sad. “I’ll tell him after the interviews tomorrow…” Baekhyun smiled and cupped Kai’s face in his fingers. Although, Baekhyun was a spirit, Kai can still feel the vocalist’s finger grazing on his cheeks. “I knew I could count on you. I’ve gotta go now.” He then vanished in front of Kai’s eyes.

The next morning, the boys had their only interview scheduled at a small isolated building. The camera crew had cameras set up from every angle they can possibly think of. Chanyeol was forced to put his best foot forward, but how long would it last, every member questioned

“How is everyone reacting to Baekhyun’s tragic death?” the interviewer asked first. “Well it’s been hard for us all…especially for Chanyeol, Luhan, Sehun and Kai,” Kris started. “They were really…close. The adjustment without Baekhyun has been hard for us all. We miss his beautiful singing. The dorm seems…dead without him.” Suddenly, Kris heard a chuckle inside his head. He looked around to see where it came from. “So was their any reason why Baekhyun commit suicide?”

“Well he didn’t say but he was suffering from depression and had suicidal thoughts. We all tried to help him but he was too deep in it and the thoughts took over his life.” Again, the laugh echoed throughout Kris’s mind. “How did you not notice the signs of him wanting to take his life?”

“Ah, it wasn’t like that. He was very good at hiding it…”

“What a bunch of bullshit!” Kris finally noticed that Baekhyun was sitting right across from him. Kris eyed him up and down.

“Hey! It’s not bullshit, you did hide it for so long! If Chanyeol didn’t realize you cut yourself, you would’ve died long before.” Everyone but Chanyeol stared at Kris, clearly confused. Chanyeol saw Baekhyun as well who then look at him then back at the leader. “You didn’t care about me, Kris!”

“I did care, you bastard!” Kris shot up and shouted. “Chanyeol was the one who made me do those awful things to you! It’s not my fault! I didn’t do anything!” Chanyeol stood and slapped Kris across the face, making everyone gasped at his bold move.

“Fuck you. You seduced me into sleeping with you and made me think that I loved you when I loved him. You don’t care for him. Don’t pin this shit on me! You call him like he’s a thing! You don’t care about him!” Kris laughed and stepped closer to Chanyeol. “I may have given him the rope, but you put it around his neck and kicked the stool away, leaving him to die.” Chanyeol’s eyes widened and had no reply.

“Okay that’s enough questions, please shut the camera off.” The manager asked, standing in front of it to prevent it from taking anymore shots.

Later on during nighttime, Kai visit Baekhyun’s burial site where he was slowly trying to recapture all the memories the vocalist gave to him but never knew that was Chanyeol behind him. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“What do you think?” Kai coldly muttered, his head down not to see eye level with his hyung. “Kai, you’re going to catch a cold. You should go back to the d-”

“Why? So you can let Baekhyun suffer more than you alright gave to him.” Chanyeol pressed his lips in a thin line and looked at the dancer’s head. “Honestly, I couldn’t wrapped my mind why Baekhyun hyung ever liked you. You cheated on him and even saw you two at it but he never confess because he loves you…”

“He saw us?

“He saw everything and hear everything. He was so upset and I had to comfort him and…” Kai paused at his sentence making Chanyeol glare at him.

“Tell me what happened Kim Jongin or I’ll lose my mind. Just tell me.” The crying dancer shook his head and wiped at his face.

“I don’t want you to hate me!”

“JUST FUCKING TELL ME!!!!” Kai jumped up on his feet and screamed. “BAEKHYUN AND I HAD SEX!!!” Chanyeol’s eyebrows furrowed and he shook his head. “No. No that…that not possible. He wouldn’t never cheat on me.”

“Well, he did!! We did it the night he found you kissing Kris hyung! He was angry and I was sad to see him like that so we comforted each other and now he’s gone thanks to you!”

“Kai…How could you?” Kai snapped his head at Chanyeol, his eyes were puffy from crying. “How could I?! How could you?! You fucking snitch! You and Kris killed the only person I love! You mostly did it yourself. Even though you didn’t kill him, you’re a fucking murderer to me. Period!” Unexpectedly, Chanyeol lunged forward and grabbed onto Kai, a hand came up and wrapped around Kai’s neck. He was so upset yet angry that he didn’t even realize how hard he was squeezing. Kai’s legs were swinging, his tiny fingers trying to pry Chanyeol’s off of his neck. He couldn’t breathe. He could see little splotches of black and white spattering in his vision.

“…Ch…any…eol…” Kai tried his best to get Chanyeol’s attention but the rapper was overfilled with anger. His eyes blend into the eerie night and his unoccupied hand grabbed a medium side rock, his sinister eyes not leaving Kai’s blue face. “I never killed Baekhyun….I love him and Baekhyun loves me! Not you!” Then the sound of bones, brutally cracking, filled throughout the dark night. The sound of crying and yelling for the young dancer dimmed out. With every blow, the grass was painted a freshly new crimson red color that also appeared to match Chanyeol’s stained hands. Kai was silent. Dead silent. Only Chanyeol’s harsh breath was audible to hear and dropped the bloodstained stone with a loud thud. His eyes fixed on Kai’s crushed skull then to his trembling red stained hands. “Kai?” No response. “KAI!” Chanyeol screamed and threw Kai to Baekhyun’s tombstone, while trying to gasp for breath. He sobbed while he crawled away from Kai’s motionless body, desperately trying to wrap what he just done. “Kai?! KAI?!” A familiar voice can into Chanyeol’s head. Even though his cries can be heard miles away, Kai couldn’t heard his sorrows. “Please no!” Baekhyun suddenly appeared again. “I’m sorry Baekhyun. I love you.” The spirit groaned at Chanyeol and his eyes turned dark. “You don’t fucking love me!” Baekhyun cursed at the now shocked rapper with rage. “You just feel guilty for pushing me to kill myself! Just forget about me! I hate you Chanyeol! I love Kai and that’s all! I hope the rest of you fucking rot in hell! You thought I was happy with you? I never had courage to confess you that I wanted to be with Kai!” Chanyeol’s tears kept coming until he spotted another spirit next to Baekhyun. “K…Kai?” Chanyeol studder at Kai’s spirit, who didn’t even seem to care about his member. Baekhyun looked at Kai and quickly wrapped his arms around Kai’s waist while the other did the same and twist his head towards Chanyeol.

“See? You are a murderer…Chanyeol…” The sound of crows quarreling, bells ringing, and noisy trains plugged into his sensitive eardrums. His ears started to trickle blood while Baekhyun and Kai laughed. Were they causing these sounds?

The next few days, no one knew where Kai was and sent a search party for him. All the members were worried sick about the young member’s safety. But Chanyeol was living a hellhole. The sounds would go on and on, and his screams would get louder and louder. But not only Chanyeol felt karma kicking his ass.

Kris was at the end of the straw too. Even though Kris acted like he didn’t care about Baekhyun’s death, he couldn’t take the guilt anymore. He decided to go get some fresh air and went out to for a relaxing drive down the idle streets of Seoul. Memories of him torturing Baekhyun filled his mind until he heard the last voice he wanted to heard. “Kris…come on, can you really deal with all that guilt build up inside of you.” Kris’ eyes snapped to his rear view mirror and spotted the ghost of Baekhyun sitting inside the car with a weak yet evil smile on his face. “What? What are you d-doing here?” Kris’ voice was shaken as Baekhyun sighed in the air. “Well I just came here to say…you don’t have live with this wickedness inside you. This could all be over for you now it.” Kris frantically shook his head left and right, tear falling down his face. “I…I don’t want to do this, Baekhyun. Not like this…” Baekhyun rolled his eyes and appeared in the passenger seat in a flash to look at Kris’ frightened face. “Well I’m not going to push in any risky…like you did to me. But you end it and feel guilt again or suffer longer…your choice…” Baekhyun giggled and played with Kris’s blonde hair. Kris’ hand were trembling on the steering wheel, guiding his tires in random directions. His lips opened up but nothing came out the male but took hard gasp of air and breathed it out slowly. “I’m sorry Baekhyun…I’m sorry I made your life hell.” Baekhyun sighed. “Well, my life was living hell even without you…” Kris nodded and looked at the far distance to where sign that said ‘DETOUR’ in bold words. “Tell Chanyeol I love him please?” Baekhyun nodded. “Sure.” Kris closed his eyes, said a short prayer and stepped on the gas petal. The car going to up to one hundred forty miles per a hour. His tears slipped out faster and faster as the cliff was get closer. He wanted to stop but it was too late. His car was plummeting down the edge of the mountain. Images of Chanyeol, Baekhyun and the rest of EXO flashed before Kris’ eyes until the vehicle landed with a fury fire followed by the tragic crash. His body was already died before the gulf of fire burned his corpse, ensured his death. Baekhyun was at the edge of the cliff and watched the car disintegrate while Kris’ body as well burned. “Fucking idiot…” He mumbled, then disappeared.

“Breaking news!! As EXO’s Baekhyun died this year, EXO’s very own Kris Wu Yifan has died in a mysterious car crash. He was later discovered in his car, which was flipped upside down, crushed by the impact. And follow with this, the search party has finally found Kai’s body floating near the pond where Baekhyun was buried. Police have said that Kai’s death was a homicide. As for Kris, police have not yet to see what happened that made his car gone of the cliff. More information will be reveal soon. But for now, we all want to pray for EXO.” Chanyeol stared at his TV in horror. First Baekhyun, then Kai and now Kris. The manager had announced to the reporters that EXO will disband the following day. Chanyeol as definitely cursed. Everyone he knew and loved was dying. And now that Kai’s body was found, Chanyeol was terrified. The picture of him, locked up in prison sent shockwaves to him. He need to get out of here. He need to be away from all this drama before it too late…

Days later, Luhan found that Chanyeol went missing. His clothes, his lyrics, his guitar. Everything was gone. But a note was abandoned on the nightstand and it reads :

“Goodbye EXO…”

Later on that week, SM Entertainment announced that due to the loss of three members and Chanyeol being missing, EXO was officially disbanded. Some fans were horrified by the news but later understand and wanted EXO to just be safe and healthy.

As all the former members of EXO left SM Entertainment, some them went on their separate ways to be happy, but they will never forget their losses…

Chen became a solo artist and still talking to some the former members of EXO.

Tao decided to make a martial arts class for kids. He is currently married to a woman who is around her thirties.

Lay now owned a radio studio where he reviews and interview with famous idols.

No one ever heard of Xuimin after EXO’s departure. He’s presumed to be dead.

Surprisingly, Luhan and Sehun moved into the United States and got married. Their life they both said is ‘better than ever.’ They both see Baekhyun and Kai time to time.

Kris went straight to hell where his soul cooked for eternity.

Suho, like Chen, is also debuted to a solo. He is also married to a young American women and will soon become a father.

Kyungsoo finally got his dream career and became a chef.

Baekhyun and Kai ended up happily together in heaven and also married.

And as for Chanyeol….

Police discovered the skin inside Kai’s fingernails belonged to Chanyeol’s. About two years later, Chanyeol was later found in the Philippines and was sentenced to life in prison for first degree murder for Kai. Months passed by as Chanyeol stared blankly at the wall, the only he thing can do was breathe, eat, and sleep. But somehow something snapped into Chanyeol, as the authorities said to the public, and couldn’t take it being insulated anymore and at the stroke of midnight, Park Chanyeol suffocated himself to death with a plastic bag but left a name written in his own blood on his cell wall, next to the person’s photo.

“Byun Baekhyun…”

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