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Happy Birthday

One shot Paring: BaekhyunxOC; Au: Celebrity!Au

On the evening of May 6th,

I, including our three other friends, gathered at his secondary unit outside Seoul. We planned this simple surprise party as discreetly as we could. This was almost impossible though, given how we often talked in the GC.

However, I guess it also helped that he is a widely known celebrity who is always busy with his celebrity schedules especially lately. So a very long story short, we were able to miraculously plan it well by creating a separate group chat box which we named bhbp meaning Baekhyun’s birthday party.

We were successfully able to set everything up inside his house before he came at around seven in the evening.

We were all giddy and sweating as we heard him unlock the door. As soon as he got inside his dark living room, and before he could even turn the lights on, all five of us left our hiding places and chorused on greeting him a happy birthday. Which I must note, by the looks of it, caught him off guard, as he almost made a little jump, dropping his keys on the floor.

“Fuck-” He hissed, a hand on his chest with eyes wide at us.

We all laughed at his reaction which was an indication that it was a success.

He was wearing an all-black outfit from his cap down to his shoes. His bare face, was handsome, as usual. In short, he was nothing like the celebrity Baekhyun but the one we have known since our diaper years, Byun Baekhyun.

Before he could even say another word, I stepped forward as I was holding the cake we bought for him. The candles were the only source of light amid the still-dim place.

I watched how his facial expression changed from shock to delight. The corner of his lips rose as he finally seemed to have realized what was happening when he saw the cake. We all sang the happy birthday song as we circled closely around him.

He watched and listened to us sing, looking absolutely happy. His eyes turned into beautiful crescents as he smiled widely, laughing in between the songs as Junho and Chanyeong, our male friends were purposely singing off-tuned to annoy him.

When the singing and the laughing stopped, I was the closest to him, with the cake between us. It was inevitable to meet his eyes in close proximity. I smiled at him and mouthed a silent happy birthday which received a delightful small laugh from him.

“Make a wish,” Junho told him before he could blow out the candle.

“Okay.” He nodded, as he closed his eyes for a few good seconds before blowing out the candles.

After the candles were blown, it was Junho and Mina’s phones that provided light.

“What did you wish for?” Chanyeong asked this time, standing close to Baekhyun and draping an arm over his shoulders.

“Well.” He shoved a hand inside his pants pocket and then trailed his attention on all of us, one after the other. “Nah, I’m not telling you guys.” He replied, a hint of a laugh in his tone.

“C’mon man.” Junho tried to persuade him by jokingly cupping his face with his hands. “You must tell us.”

Baekhyun laughed at what he did just as they met eye to eye. We all ended up laughing as it was just a normal sight among us.

“Fine. Promise me you won’t laugh at my wish.” He finally agreed and waited for all of us to nod before lifting a hand to his temple and scratching it. “I wished that we were all in the friendship thing forever.”

All of us fell silent. Mina and I exchanged looks before we did with the rest of the guys. Baekhyun seemed to have wondered why none of us talked. I guess because what he said moved all of us. He, being the Byun Baekhyun the world knows, seemed to have everything in life and could have wished for anything else, but still wished for our friendship to last forever.

If I was not mistaken, I saw Junho and Chanyeong’s teary eyes as they blinked. Mina also wore the same expression while I just stared back at Baekhyun. He never failed to amaze me with his humility.

“You should have made us promise not to cry instead,” Mina spoke, her mouth in a downward curve while she swiftly wiped the corners of her eyes.

It was Baekhyun’s turn to laugh at our reactions.

“But seriously guys,” He said. “You know how much you keep my sanity intact all these years. I draw a huge part of my strength from you guys.” He took a deep breath. “I can’t thank you enough for sticking by my side all this time.”

I remember all the previous times we all set a time to attend his concerts and how he consistently thanked us every single time.

“Yah.” Junho groaned, sniffling. “Who gave you the right to make us cry today? You were supposed to be the one to shed tears because it’s your birthday and not the other way around.”

“Don’t go crying on me now Kim Junho.” Baekhyun tapped Junho’s arm. “You too man,” he turned to Chanyeong.”

“Who’s crying?” Chanyeong quickly denied it as he straightened his posture. “The wind in your apartment is quite strong, it’s hurting my eyes. I suggest you check the ventilation.”

We all burst into group laughter once more due to Chanyeong’s remark.

“Okay, now. You brought some more food, didn’t you?” Baekhyun asked as he leaned closer to the cake, lifting a hand on it.

“Of course we did,” I answered, as I waited for him to taste the cake because that seemed to be what he was going to do.

“Great.” He added as he used his index finger to poke at the cake and brought it to his mouth but stopped.

We all watched him as he fell quiet. I was staring at him, wondering. Then all of a sudden, bringing me utter surprise, his finger wrapped in icing landed on my cheek.

“What the hell?” I asked, wide-eyed.

Then it happened so fast. One second we were just all standing, the next we were chasing each other in the dark as the others joined in the cake-smudging game that Baekhyun initiated.

I was still holding the remnants of the cake that I couldn’t clearly see because none of us even thought of turning the lights on. All I could hear were the random, boisterous laughs of all five of us trying to get away from each other.

I stood in the corner where I hoped no one would find me as I believed I had enough icing on my face already. I stayed there and listened to the others. I heard Mina scream as someone must have caught her. I heard Junho and Chanyeong’s voices too. I wonder where Baekhyun was.

I looked around, squinting my eyes trying to see when I felt a hand on my wrist. Surprised, I dropped what I was holding on the floor, the cake board creating a slight thud.

Though I couldn’t see anything, I knew who was standing closely next to me now. It was his scent that gave him away. It was Baekhyun.

“Don’t say a word.” I heard him whisper.

“You just did-” I replied using my normal voice but had to stop when I felt his hand cover my mouth.

Almost naturally, I made a step back and my back felt the wall behind me. What was he doing?

There was complete silence between us the next seconds the next few seconds. We listened to Mina cursing at Junho and Chanyeong on the other side of the area. We also heard footsteps everywhere as if they were looking for us.

We stayed there, standing next to each other as he finally uncovered my mouth with his hand. Yet, he was still standing very close to me. Then I remembered what he did to me earlier. I realized I had icing on my hands, so very quietly, I lifted my icing-covered hand and caressed his cheek with it.

I heard him let out a combination of a sigh and a small laugh. Even in the dark, I could perfectly imagine the reaction on his face. I had known him for too long I already memorized most of his expressions.

And then right at the same moment, the other guys finally switched the lights on which made me immediately exchange looks with the person in front of me.

A small gasp, almost a silent one, escaped my mouth when I realized that he was closer to me than I thought. One hand was leaning on the wall, specifically the spot next to my head. He wasn’t wearing any cap now which made his bare face free of access.

We heard several pairs of footsteps approaching our spot. Probably noticing the same thing, he stepped back before I had this crazy idea to apply some more icing on his other cheek using my hand. His eyebrows furrowed at my gesture. His mouth parted, probably to say something but the rest had found us.

“Hey losers,” I quickly greeted them, trying to act cool and un-panicked. “Look who I found,” I added, making sure I sounded as confident as I should.

“Woah!” Junho burst out laughing seeing Baekhyun’s face as he took his phone out and took a photo of him. “This is going straight to the group chat.”

“Park Jihee,” Mina clapped her hand. “You are something.” She gave me a pair of thumbs up.

“You mean, she’s dead,” Chanyeong spoke. “If his fangirls know what she did to his handsome face…”

“Well, it’s not like Baekhyun’s gonna share it publicly.” Mina reasoned out. “Right, Baek?”

“Now that you’ve mentioned it,” Baekhyun spoke and he took his phone from his pocket. “I think I can.”

My mind went full-on speed, thinking about what would likely happen. I already picture my future crumbling before my eyes. So, before he could even do anything with his phone, I snatched it from him and gave it to Junho.

“Why don’t you think about it first Baek, hm?” I turned to him. “Think well before you decide to destroy my life.”

“Destroy your life?” Baekhyun asked in return, stifling a laugh. I just know.

“Yes,” I answered briefly before I held his wrist and dragged him to the kitchen. “This is nothing a wet tissue can solve, right?” I told him as I started to wipe his face with a tissue, making sure to remove the icing on his face.

I was concentrating on what I was doing when I thought something flashed. I turned around and saw the three of them a few feet from us, Junho taking a photo of us.

“In case we need more proof,” Junho said as he quickly hid his phone.

“I swear if you don’t delete that photo Kim Junho.”

“Bye,” Junho uttered as he and the others left.

“You guys better start cleaning up my house,” Baekhyun told them loudly.

“Let Jihee do it!” Someone replied sounding very Junho. “She likes cleaning.”

I rolled my eyes before I turned to Baekhyun to resume wiping the icing on his other cheek.

He was already staring at me with a subtle smile on his lips.

“They want you to clean the mess we all made at my house.” He teased.

“Well, as long as you help out.”

He chuckled at my reply as I moved my hand near his eyebrow to remove the icing. I had a moment to appreciate his skin and was amazed at how good his skin was. He’s a celebrity, after all, I thought.

“You thought I’d do that?” He asked, taking my thoughts off his skin. “You thought I’d post it?”

“Well,” I suddenly became aware of what he meant. “If you did, there’s no way I could defend myself and tell the public that it was you who did it to me first,” I added as I was finally done wiping his face clean.

He let out a small laugh as he turned around. I watched him reach for the wet tissue before he got rid of the icing on my cheek as well. I had to blink my eyes a couple of times, processing what he was doing.

“I can do it,” I told him as I took the wet tissue from him. “Just go and join them first.”

“Okay, don’t start cleaning without me.” He replied, a subtle hint of a smile on his mouth.

He’s crazy. I shook my head as I smiled when he left me alone.

***

We spent the next few hours talking and drinking a bit in the living room. We were loud just, as usual, laughing and talking about just anything. Later on, we gave Baekhyun our gifts which he said wasn’t really necessary but was all smiley when he started opening the presents. Our presents were pretty simple but I could sense genuine joy from him.

I gave him a little plant in a pot from our shop.

“This is cute.” He remarked when he saw it. “Thanks, Park.” He added as he stood and placed it on the corner table.

“I should have gotten Baekhyun a whole tree,” Junho stated as we watched Baekhyun go back to his seat. “Then he would smile as wide as that because of my gift.”

“Yeah,” Mina uttered. “He seems to like Jihee’s gift the most.”

“Of course, he would,” Chanyeong spoke. “Hers is the only present that’s breathing. Ours are all dead.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone as he referred to the stuff they gave him.

“They might be dead but I’ll make sure I’d use them well,” Baekhyun told them as he finally sat in front of me.

“You should,” I answered. “Or they might start harming the poor plant.”

We all laughed once more as we went on talking again for hours. Junho, Chanyeong, and Mina were the ones who drank a lot while Baekhyun and I only drank a bit. I have a lot to do tomorrow and can’t afford to deal with a hangover. Baekhyun on the other hand has a scheduled interview tomorrow so he should be careful.

At twelve past eleven at night, the three were all sleepy and seemed to have had enough. Junho was sitting on the couch, back leaned as his head tilted to his right, eyes slightly closed. Mina was lying next to him with her head on his lap. Chanyeong on the other hand was lying flat on the floor next to the cans of beer and snacks.

“Baekhyun, best boy!” Junho exclaimed in a less energetic tone, his eyes still closed. “Happy birthday man.” He greeted once more as he managed to look at him.

“HUSH!” Mina whined as she blindly located Junho’s mouth with her hand to cover it. “You’re too loud Kim Junho. Ugh.”

Junho bit her hand which earned a groan from Mina before she reached for his ear to pull it.

“YAH.” Junho screamed.

Baekhyun and I laughed at the sight of them arguing like that before they both gave in to sleep the next second.

“You’re aware you’re friends with a bunch of crazy people right?” I reminded Baekhyun as I bent to pick up the cans of beer next to Chanyeong so he could position himself freely on the floor.

“Yeah,” He smirked. “Don’t exclude yourself though.” He added as he helped me pick the leftovers on the floor as well.

“What? I’m not crazy as you all are.” I replied as I placed the can in the garbage bag.

He let out a small laugh.

“That’s hard to believe.” He contradicted. “You remember how in 4th-grade school, you told the girls in your room that I was your boyfriend?”

I instantly froze, feeling embarrassed as I recalled that exact memory.

“Well,” I swallowed, trying to think of an excuse. “That’s because they were annoying me and I found out that they sort of have a crush on you, so I thought it was a good idea to make them jealous.”

“To the point you had to kiss me on the mouth in front of them in the cafeteria, right?”

My cheeks felt hot and almost jumped on my feet when Chanyeong sat up like a zombie who had just awakened and pointed at me.

“You kissed him???” Chanyeong asked, staring at me and Baekhyun for a good couple of seconds before he went back to sleep.

“Oh my god.” I turned around, avoiding him. “He’s scary,” I said as I moved to the kitchen to start tidying the counter.

Just when I thought, Baekhyun had forgotten what he was talking about before Chanyeong’s unexpected act, he also moved to the kitchen and stood at the other side of the counter.

“You know that was my first kiss, don’t you?”

My cheeks weren’t just hot now, they were burning.

“Imagine if I get to be asked about my first kiss and I tell them about what you did?” He was suppressing a smile as he finished.

“Don’t you dare do that Baekhyun!” I warned him with gritted teeth, pointing a fork at him as I found one.

He laughed, his head tilting up.

“Maybe if you return it, I’d think about giving you a pass.” He added with a cocky smile on his mouth.

“If you don’t stop with this nonsense, you’re gonna end up cleaning your house alone,” I told him. “And I thought you were going to help out?”

He let out another small laugh.

“I am helping out.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone before he turned around to take the garbage bag and place the empty plastic cups inside. “See?”

I could not help but smile seeing him doing the most mundane things. This side of him that probably a lot of people have not seen.

***

We finished cleaning up after an hour. It was almost 1 AM when I sat on the other couch. Baekhyun went to his room and when he came back, he had with him extra pillows and blankets. He gave Chanyeong a pillow he could use and a blanket. He also made sure Junho and Mina had blankets.

I watched him in silence. For a moment, I wished a lot of people knew this side of him. Of how he takes care of people around him. Baekhyun is such a great person, gifted with an amazing personality. No wonder he’s loved by many.

I noticed how he took his phone out of his sweatpants. It was just then I noticed that he had changed into a matching, grey, cozy sweater and sweatpants.

He took photos of our friends sleeping and I found it endearing.

“Are those going straight to the group chat too?” I asked him, taking his attention.

“No. I’m keeping them.” He replied, smiling before he lifted his phone again to take a photo of me.

“Ya.” I groaned in protest which earned a laugh from him.

He stared at me for a second before he went back to his room. When he came back once more, he was holding a white hoodie which he handed to me.

“I ran out of blankets. I hope this is okay.”

“Yeah,” I answered as I took it from him and wore it since it was indeed cold.

“First you kissed me when we were in 4th grade, and now you’re wearing my hoodie. I wonder how my fans would react if they knew about this.” He teased while I fixed the sleeves that were extra long for me.

“I’m sure I’m going to lose all the hair in my head,” I said in a matter-of-fact tone. “I’d be lucky if they spare my eyebrows.”

“What? No.” He protested. “Don’t say that. They’re nice people.”

“I hope so,” I replied as I leaned back on the couch, momentarily closing my eyes at how satisfying it felt.

His hoodie was soft and comfortable. It had that familiar smell from his fab conwhich was utterly good and relaxing.

When I opened my eyes again, he was also seated on the other side of the couch, he was massaging his temple. He seemed tired.

“You seem very busy these days,” I said. “Do you get enough rest somehow?”

“Honestly, I don’t.” He answered, letting out a small laugh at his remark. “But it’s fine.”

“Baek,” I called and waited for him to turn to me. “I know you love what you do and it’s tough but you have to make sure to take care of yourself…” I trailed off as I faced him, “I hope you get to say you’re tired when you are.”

He smiled at me.

“Thanks, Jihee.”

“But,” I just had to say. “I just want you to know that you’re great Baek, both at what you do on the screen and the very person that you are without the cameras.”

“Am I?” He tilted his head down, the corners of his mouth raising.

I nodded.

“You are.” I smiled at him. “You’re an amazing person Baekhyun,” I paused to exchange looks with him. “Probably the most amazing person I’ll ever get to know in this lifetime. You’re a great friend to me and the rest of the guys. And despite the thousands who adore you, you have never forgotten to greet us on our birthdays, you send presents even on Christmas for all of us, and you go out of your way to spend time with us when you could have just easily ditched us a long time ago.”

“Ditch you?” He scoffed. “That’s unlikely to ever happen you know that.” He momentarily looked at the others who were still soundly sleeping. “The truth is, sometimes I think about you guys getting tired of me and being the ones to ditch me instead.”

“Not after we heard your wish earlier.” I just had to laugh.

We burst out laughing.

“Thanks,”

“For what?”

“For being here,” H answered. “You have not been around for a couple of meetings since you were busy with your business but it’s great you’re here tonight.”

“It’s your birthday,” I said in a matter-of-fact tone. “I don’t have a choice.” I joked.

“Thanks for the plant by the way.”

“You better take care of it.”

“Yeah, I’m calling it Jihee.”

“Why would you name it after me?”

“Because it’s from you.” He reasoned out. “And yes, I’ll take care of her.”

I felt sleepy but just had to smile at what he said. I closed my eyes as I crossed my arms over my chest finding a comfortable position.

“Good night, Baek.” I mouthed in a sleepy voice with my eyes still closed. “Happy Birthday.”

I heard him smile.

“My birthday’s over.”

I felt my lips forming into a curve before I gave in to sleep.

***

The next morning, I thought I heard Junho’s voice.

“She is so dead.”

Who, me? I was still too sleepy to react verbally. Especially when the position I was in was undeniably comfortable.

“You’re right,” It was Mina. “No one can justify her at this point.”

I sensed a camera flash.

“Again, in case we need more proof,” Junho stated.

What are they on now? I whined in my sleep as I turned around to face the other side. Weird though, just as I adjusted my body, another body was adjusting with my position. It even felt like an arm was draped around my body.

And…I hear someone else’s breathing aside from me which I must note was utterly close I could audibly hear it.

“At this point, they’re both gonna be in trouble.” It was Chanyeong who spoke next.

Both? I thought. Wait, BOTH!? Me and…

My brain lagged for a millisecond before I finally opened my eyes and was welcomed by someone’s chest covered in a grey sweatshirt-

I looked up and saw a pair of brown orbs, already staring at me.

He somehow seemed to have just woken up just like me.

Another camera flash.

“More proof.”

It was Junho’s remark that made my brain fully function. I noticed Baekhyun’s arms holding me close to him. And some camera flashes.

“In case we need more.”

I froze. There was no way I'd choose to meet the three pairs of eyes behind me.

Why on earth was I sleeping comfortably being hugged by my friend, Byun Baekhyun?

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paigedarling0506 · 2 years ago

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Ephemeral: Chapter 05

Village Entrance ❁

*.☽.*

This is insane.

If there was one thing that I had never imagined to happen to me, it would be this. Walking casually with a celebrity.

The first few minutes of the hike were quiet. I was normally shy around people and being with someone as famous as him was a whole new level.

I made sure to avoid any eye contact. I had to be careful that I wouldn't be gawking at him and trip myself along the way because that would be the next level of embarrassment as well.

"How did you know this place?" I heard him ask, breaking the ice.

"My mom used to take me and my sister here when we were younger," I replied without looking at him and concentrating on my steps instead.

"Before you moved to Australia right?"

I nodded, amazed by the thought that he still remembered.

"You remembered?" I couldn't help but ask. "That I'm from Australia, I mean."

"Yeah." He replied briefly. "I remember what I want to remember I guess." He went on, ending his remark with a small smile.

Wow, he certainly knows how to carry conversations like this. I, on the other hand, could only turn away to hide the amusement in my face.

"This place used to be famous, a lot of people went here," I told him, trying to get over his previous remark. "I remembered greeting a lot of hikers along the way. It was what we considered an ultimate healing place..." I trailed off feeling nostalgic and a little bit sad about what the place had become. "It's way too different now."

"Too bad, I wasn't able to see how it was before." He replied.

"Yeah...but how about you?" I asked causing him to glance at me. "I mean, I don't understand what you're doing in this town. And of all places, the old hiking place."

"Well, a friend of mine used to live here." He answered briefly. "Before I got scouted by my agency a few years ago, we used to come up here a lot. But it wasn't so famous anymore when I first got here."

"So does your friend still live here?"

"Not anymore. He moved to the US. He works there now."

"And you still come here because?"

I heard him take a deep breath and I kind of got the feeling that I must be going overboard.

"I hope I am not prying too much." I got worried. "You don't have to answer that question if you don't want to," I told him defensively.

He chuckled, his eyes lingered on mine for a second.

"Can I ask you a favor...Haewon?" He trailed off.

It still feels weird hearing him mention my name.

"If you don't mind, of course."

"What is it?"

"Well, it's uhm..." He made sure to meet my eyes before he hesitantly smiled at me. "Will you please relax around me?" He said.

"Hah, that's not an easy one," I answered briefly.

"Ah, is it too much to ask?"

I sensed how much effort he was exerting to be friendly and make the situation comfortable between us so I smiled at him.

"I'll try my very best," I told him and I got a wide smile plastered on his face as a reply. "I'll try to forget that your popularity is out of this world..." I went on, unable to stop myself from smiling more.

He nodded as he let out a small laugh at what I just said.

"Out of this world? I'm afraid that's a bit of exaggeration..."

"You know it's not." I insisted, feeling a bit comfortable now.

We both chuckled as we made eye contact.

"I still come here because it's peaceful here." He stated, answering my previous question. "Away from the prying eyes of the public. I mean, I love what I do...it's just that you know, you gotta breathe and stay from all the frenzy from time to time. So, I always make sure to find my way up here when I am free. To keep my sanity in check."

"You must be very busy," I commented.

"Busy is a good thing for my profession." He replied.

I just threw him an unsure look since I didn't quite know how to respond to his last statement.

*.☽.*

We continued to hike until we reached the top spot. The sun would be setting soon and the sky was getting ready for it. Pink, orange, and yellow colors filled most parts of the sky turning it into a marvelous canvas.

It was indeed a perfect sunset afternoon.

"It's beautiful up here." I couldn't help but admire the view.

I inhaled the fresh air with my eyes closed, making sure I get the most out of this moment. I concentrated on the sound being offered by my surroundings. The wind, the rustling of the leaves of the trees, and the birds. The kind of solace I only get to experience up here.

I didn't hear any response from him which made me wonder. I opened my eyes and looked in his direction only to find out that he was already looking at me.

I suddenly got so conscious. I knew I needed to say something before my face turns into a strawberry again.

"Do I still have something on my face?" I asked, hesitantly lifting my hand to wipe my face.

He laughed briefly as he shook his head sideways.

"You're right." He nodded. "It's beautiful." He paused, his lips stretching into a small upward curve. "Very beautiful." He added, his eyes on me before he turned his attention to the sky stretched in front of us.

If he were just any ordinary man, I'd think that he was asking me to read between the lines. However, he wasn't. It felt wrong for me to even think about anything.

I watched him as he removed his cap, spread his hands sideways, and took a deep breath with his eyes closed.

"I like this." He muttered. "I wish I could take this home with me."

"It won't fit in your car, you know," I replied smiling.

He must have been surprised by my attempt to be funny. He opened his eyes and immediately turned to me.

"That's a really good way to spoil this moment, you know." He sighed dramatically. "Why do you have to do that?"

He pouted as if trying to look hurt as he exhaled sharply.

I knew he was pretending because it looked fake. I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Now, I got to experience his humor firsthand.

"You're so funny," I said as I continued laughing at him.

He looked so cute even now as his eyebrows furrowed.

"Yeah, I've been told many times." He replied proudly with a wide smile on his face. "I'm glad I was able to make you laugh." He added as he wore his cap again.

I was aware that he had his eyes on me while I tried to stop laughing.

"This makes me want to make you laugh more." He said, his voice just above a whisper.

"What?" I asked, unsure of what I heard.

"Nothing." He replied with a chuckle.

He stretched his hand between us. I didn't take it, I threw him a puzzled look instead.

"Byun Baekhyun." He introduced.

I smiled as I realized what was he trying to do.

"I already know your name." I told him emphasizing the word 'already'.

He didn't answer and just kept his extended hand between us. He waited for me to take it.

"Park Haewon," I said finally taking his offered hand with mine.

"I already know your name." He said trying to copy how I said it earlier, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

We both chuckled as we let go of each other's hands.

"How often do you go up here?"

The question came from him.

"Not regularly," I answered. "Only when I feel like it."

"I came back here two weeks ago." He told me casually. "I thought I'd see you again."

I didn't know why but something tugged behind my chest upon hearing his words. Though I wasn't sure if he was being serious. However, I was amazed by how straightforward he was.

"But you weren't here that time." He added before turning to the beautiful sunset. "So, I thought I'd never see you again..."

He got me speechless and it took every ounce of energy I have to force myself to reply.

"Why?" It was all I could muster.

His eyes found their way to meet mine again but he didn't say anything for a moment.

"Well...that's -" He finally uttered but I decided to cut him mid-sentence.

"Are you going to sue me?!" I blurted out.

"What?" He sounded so shocked, an amused expression painted all over his face.

"Gosh, how could I be so slow? Of course, you wanted to see me because of that-" I stopped when I saw him burst to laugh beside me.

"You're..." He paused as he continued to laugh, his hands on his stomach. "You're funny too."

I wasn't being funny so I don't quite understand why he was laughing this hard.

When he noticed that I looked like a confused statue next to him, he straightened his posture and stopped laughing.

"How could you think that I wanted to see you just to sue you?" He asked trying to stifle a smile.

"Well, given the circumstances last time. You had all the right to sue me. I mean you almost fell because of me and your hand, damn- your hand, I felt so guilty when I saw you playing the piano-"

"I just want to see you." He interrupted. "I just wanted to see you again so I drove all there straight from recording two weeks ago."

"Why would you want to see me again?" I asked absentmindedly.

He shrugged and just smiled at me.

Wow, that was vague. I thought. He just gave me a new subject to overthink.

Though, if I would be honest with him right now, I'd tell him how I went up here the very next day expecting to see him again. But then it would be awkward for me to reveal that information to him right now.

"My teenage cousin likes you very much by the way." I blurted out of nowhere. "Like really really like you."

"Ah really?" He asked smiling so hard, his eyes turned into crescents.

He must have been pleased by what he heard.

"I can see your cousin has very good taste." He added as he straightened his posture and raised his chin.

I couldn't help but laugh at his sudden confidence.

"Yes," I uttered. "You got her jumping and shouting one time when you guested on a show."

He laughed.

"Did you watch too?"

"Huh?"

I was caught off guard.

"Did you watch me too?"

"Well..." I trailed off, hesitant. "That was the first time I saw and recognized who you were, so yes, I watched you too."

He smiled as he tilted his head down.

"So, do you like me?"

I heard him ask and my eyes couldn't help but grow wide while I almost choked at his question.

"I mean, as a singer, you know my songs and stuff. What I do." He explained with a lopsided smile.

"Ah.." I muttered, realizing what he meant. "Well..." I trailed off.

I took my phone out and showed him my playlist.

I saw a big smile spreading on his face when he found out that most of his songs were saved on my playlist.

"Congratulations! You got yourself a new fan mister." I told him using my perfect Australian accent.

"Really?"

I nodded in response.

"Well, in that case..." He trailed off.

He typed something on my phone before something inside his jeans pocket rang which I guessed was his phone. My forehead creased waiting for him to explain what he had just done.

"As my new fan, I'm rewarding you with my precious number."

"What?!" I almost laughed at what he said.

"You're welcome." He said as he handed the phone back to me.

"Are you serious?"

He nodded.

"Dead serious."

"Aren't you scared I might be a criminal? Or a crazy person?" I asked him, unbelievably. "I could sell your number and make money out of it, you know," I told him in a matter-of-factly tone.

"Will you do that?" He suddenly sounded and looked so serious.

"No, of course, I was just joking," I replied immediately, intimated by how he looked at me.

He smiled.

"You're too pretty to be a criminal, you should know that."

I didn't know why I smiled after hearing it from him. It was as if it came out naturally like it was the best thing I should do and I wasn't able to stop it.

"Especially when you smile like that." He added.

"You should stop saying things like that to me or my face will turn into a strawberry any moment from now." I blurted out.

"Well then, I guess you haven't found out what my favorite fruit is yet." He replied grinning, looking a little too happy.

I would be lying if I said I was not beginning to grow fond of his smile.

"Do you usually give out your number this easily?" I asked, desperate to distract myself.

He let out a small laugh as he shook his head.

"So, why did you just give it to me like that?"

"Hm, I wonder why." He shrugged before he proceeded to shove his hands inside his pockets.

*.☽.*

We both witnessed the lights of the houses from the small community turn on and we both admired its beauty.

"I live in one of those houses," I said pointing to it.

"Will I be able to figure out which one?" He asked sounding serious.

"The one with the lights on?" I replied smiling.

He knew I was teasing him so he tilted his head down for a moment probably to hide his amusement.

After a few minutes of small talk, we decided to descend. He also received a phone call which I was guessing would be from his manager asking his whereabouts.

*.☽.*

He was standing and holding the door of the passenger's seat.

"Just the entrance of the village, okay?" I reminded him as I sat in the passenger's seat of his car.

He chuckled before closing the door. I watched him walk and enter the driver's seat.

For a second, I was distracted by how good his car smelled. It has a clean, masculine fragrance which I must note suited him. I would have indulged in it more if not for him occupying the driver's seat.

I must have gone crazy for a moment as I thought that I had never seen a guy this good-looking while fastening his seat belt on.

"And no getting off the car," I blurted out, wanting to conceal my admiration.

"Yes Ma'am," He smirked. "I remembered everything perfectly." He told me with a glance, while he revved the engine on. "I am aware of what I must exactly do if I wanna do this again."

Seriously, what I am doing inside Jihye's Ultimate Idol's car? She would kill me if she knew.

And did he just say he wants to do it again?

*.☽.*

As agreed, he stopped the car when we were about to enter the entrance of the town.

"I just want to tell you that you don't have to worry about this. I won't tell anyone about you." I said out of nowhere since it felt like I had to assure him about the matter. "Not even my cousin who is crazy about you."

"I know." He replied briefly, seemingly a hundred percent convinced. "I appreciate it. Thanks."

"Thanks for helping me too," I said as I unfastened the seatbelt. "I couldn't imagine how sore my legs would be if you weren't there."

"Don't forget to have your bike fixed then."

"My Uncle's the best mechanic in town, don't worry." I boasted.

"Wow thanks for the TMI." He teased before he grinned, "Congratulations!"

I just laughed at his remark before getting out of his car and I walked to the compartment to get my bike.

"Are you sure you don't need any help with your bike? That's heavy." I heard him asking inside the car.

"I'm okay, I'm a strong woman, you know!" I replied a little louder making sure he'd hear me.

He laughed aloud.

"If you're strong, shouldn't you be scared of bugs?" He replied trying to copy my accent.

I momentarily closed my eyes as I chuckled.

"That's not fair! That's a totally different story!" I rebutted as I finally unmounted the bike from the compartment.

He was right, the bike was heavy and my hands hurt after the whole process. I'm thankful he didn't see how awkward I looked during the process.

I tagged my bike along with me as I walked and stopped next to the driver's seat where he had the windows rolled down.

"Have a good night..." I paused for a while debating if I should call him by his first name but he seemed to be waiting for it. "Baekhyun."

"Will I see you again?" He asked frankly and out of nowhere.

"Maybe?" I answered.

"Maybe is enough." He smiled.

"Good night Hae Won." He bid, leaving me with his beautiful smile, before driving away.

I watched his car fade away from my sight.

"Good night Byun Baekhyun." I muttered before I turned around and started to go my own way. *.☽.*

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