#poly!chanbaekau

[smuttyfairy]

Broken Down Chlorophyll

Prologue to Frozen Water Vapor Genre: Angst

Summary: It was butterfly kisses and everlasting vows. Now it’s awkward good nights and halfhearted hugs. Minds will change, and others will not. It was bound to happen, Kris should have known. As much as he wanted you to himself, he finds you slipping from his fingers, into another’s arms. ( Kris x Reader, Chanyeol x Reader) Warnings: Implied Cheating, Toxic Behavior, Verbal Abuse Word Count: 3340

Written by: Admin Jaefairy A/N:  This is another personal story from my ChanJaebaek AU. I changed the s/o to Kris, and fiddled a bit with the story.  You guys always ask for more angst, so here you go babes. <3

You said that it was to save on the bills, but Kris knew something wasn’t right as soon as you came home. You walked into the small bedroom with your hood up, flicking the light switch off. You always wore hoodies, and Kris knew it was a comfort mechanism. From the tightly worn bandanas, to every hoodie in your closet. You had to cover your body. He remembered, when he first asked you to move in, the hesitation in your voice. You protested for a few days before Kris came to your home and packed your small amount of belongings into his car, along with you, back to his home. You broke your lease, and he gave you a roof, free of charge. Kris never wanted to fix you, that wasn’t his job. He wanted you to be somewhere familiar, with someone that loved you. For the few years you two knew each other, Kris understood your anxiety. He understood you tried to cope with it, since therapy was too expensive. You knew this was a bad idea, you could feel sooner or later that the walls of your foundation would crumble into nothing, leaving what was left of you and Kris in broken pieces. Nonetheless, he reassured you he would be there for you. You wouldn’t do this alone. He thought it would help you open up, and for a while It did. You would come home from work or classes, take off your hoodie and your jeans and walk around. You wouldn’t lay in a bed lifeless and lull into a long sleep. You would crawl into Kris’s lap while he was listening to a random album on the stereo. Your arms would wrap around his neck and you would tell your lover about anything. He’d listen, mumble something awkward and snuggle into your neck. It felt so surreal and foreign. You felt safe, that you weren’t doing anything wrong. It was nice, being so close, so loved for so long. Once a new semester started, and the leaves turned colors, things between you two seem to change. Kris picked up more hours producing for his friend Tao, and you decided to leave your job to pursue school full time for a few semesters. Staying up in the bed you shared, you would wait. It wasn’t as if Kris ignored you, oh no. He’d text you at least once an hour, the sinking feeling that would grow in your chest dissolved with each text. You knew it was a bad habit, you knew your self hate and low self esteem could ruin things if you weren’t careful. So you were careful. If you got jealous or scared, you’d bottle it up. Hiding your fears behind a heart emoji. Those night were the hardest, when you were alone in your thoughts and the bad ones kept you company when Kris couldn’t. Then you found yourself meeting someone new. Not as in a new boyfriend, but just someone new. Someone different. Baekhyun, your best friend, had a roommate named Chanyeol. You would talk to him in the hallway before physics some days. He was funny, awkward and clumsy. You both were very much alike. Messy hair, hoodies. Same taste in music, same taste in film. It was like having a twin. Baekhyun noticed how well you both complimented each other when he found out you two exchanged movies every other week. It was something to watch on Kris’s late nights, and you found a few new favorites. Suddenly Chanyeol was joining you two on hangouts, inviting you over to their apartment, and your duo became a trio. Those long nights, waiting for a text from Kris or distracting yourself from negative voices in your head become easier to bear. Some nights you’d vent to Chanyeol. You’d just type 5 pages full of texts over everything that was spilling. The way Kris would lose his patience with you, how you couldn’t figure out what major to pick, how you kept a razor in your backpack. Just in case. He would listen, and text you back everything that he was bottling up. It felt reassuring, you weren’t alone. Chanyeol would keep you company on those nights staying up was torture, you’d stay up waiting for Kris until you realized you didn’t need to. That night, it was Kris’s turn to wait for you. He got off early and decided to surprise him, but you were late. You didn’t come home til 9pm, which was weird since your school day ended about 4pm. “Is everything okay? We don’t need to worry about the electricity bill.” Kris gave a reassuring smile in the dark, trying to mask his concern. You flipped the switch to the bedroom back on, pulling your hood down. Your hair slipped out, bandana falling to the ground. “Everything’s okay.” You said before taking your hoodie off and dropping it on the floor. Walking out of the room, you took off your shirt and headed to the bathroom. The sound of the shower was heard softly. Kris leaned back, letting his head hit the wall gently. You two weren’t perfect, you had fights and arguments but they always came back from them. He could tell that tonight was going to end in a fight. As Kris got up, he heard a loud buzz. He looked around the room, stopping at your hoodie. He lifted it up, catching your phone as it slipped out the front pocket. He saw that you had 15 unread messages. The lock screen was a picture of the two of you. Kris was holding you from behind, his face next to yours. Your hair was let free, falling in front of your face. You had wide smiles. Happy ones. After three attempts at your password (anniversary, Kris’s birthday, and then finally the date you met) he was open to the home screen. You were in your black hoodie, an exaggerated frown on his face. On one side was your friend Baekhyun, hugging you. Kris had met him a few times, and knew his voice from the hour long phone calls you two would have four to five times a week. On the other side was an unfamiliar guy. He was taller than Kris and had a mop of brown hair. His wavy hair stuck out slightly, but it didn’t hide his wide ears. His lips were on your cheek, his arms wrapped around your upper body. Kris felt jealousy grow in his stomach. You never talked much about your friends, was it because you were hiding something? He tapped the yellow message button and opened the inbox. There were 9 unread messages from Baekhyun and 6 from someone named Chanyeol. *[ Byun Baek ] 4:20pm: Where did you and Chan go? I saw him pulling you away. I thought we were gonna hang out? *[ Byun Baek ] 4:40pm: Y/n, yo you guys need to come back. *[ Byun Baek ] 5:30pm: Tao and Luhan saw you guys ;) I’m soooo telling Kris. *[ Byun Baek ] 7:05pm: Where are you? We’ve been looking for you. :((( Y/nnnnnnnn <3 Call me, pls. We can talk about this. *[ Byun Baek ] 8:23pm: You haven’t been happy lately, I know Chanyeol wasn’t trying to make things worse for you. Please call me or him, I just need to know you’re okay. *[ Byun Baek ] 8:40pm: Chanyeol told me he found you. : ( I love you Y/n <3 I’ll stop by in the morning and we can talk. You didn’t do anything bad, okay? In his chest he felt something twist and break. He didn’t want to check Chanyeol’s messages, but Kris knew when he was angry, he was weak. He scrolled up, going from the first thing you said that day. [Park Chanyeol] 2:45pm: Aft class we’re meeting up w/ Baek, right? [Park Chanyeol] 2:50 pm: I can see you ignoring me.  > U <  Yah, you like pissing me off. [L/n F/n] 2:51pm: When you use that face, ofc <3 & Yeah. Baek and I were gonna gonna chill at the park. You’re invited (sorta). c: [Park Chanyeol] 2:51pm: Sorta? I’m always invited. I’m Baek’s best friend. [Park Chanyeol] 2:52pm: You’re just the shortie that gets lost in the crowd. [L/n F/n] 2:55pm: LOOK, YOU TALL TREE. We’re going to the right place, I’m gonna leave you with your family in the forest. >w> [Park Chanyeol] 2:56pm: No you won’t, you’d miss me. <3 [L/n F/n] 2:58pm: Will I? <3 [Park Chanyeol] 3:00pm: of course you will, dork. [L/n F/n] 3:01pm: Class is starting, pay attention and stop looking at me >//w//> [Park Chanyeol] 3:04pm: If I don’t? [L/n F/n] 3:04pm: I’ll get Kris to beat you up. :< You’re being mean. [Park Chanyeol] 3:05pm: I’m not afraid of him. [Park Chanyeol] 3:16pm: Hey, can I talk to you about something before we meet up with Baekhyun? [L/n F/n] 3:30pm: Yeah o.o you okay? :c [Park Chanyeol] 3:34pm: Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you! We don’t talk alone much anymore. [L/n F/n] 3:40pm: Maybe because we have more classes together this semester. o: you don’t have to find me in the hall to talk. Besides we text everyday so :P [L/n F/n] 3:55pm: I’m heading out earlier, meet me outside the cafeteria in 10? [Park Chanyeol] 3:55pm: I’ll be right behind you o: Kris heard the shower turn off and scrolled to the unread messages, a breath of relief as he heard you brushing his teeth. *[Park Chanyeol] 5:43pm: Y/n where are you? *[Park Chanyeol] 5:45pm: Hey, please come back. Please. I didn’t think that would happen. *[Park Chanyeol] 5:47pm: I thought you would have rejected me, I just needed to get it off my chest. *[Park Chanyeol] 6:00 pm: Me and Baek are looking for you. Y/n come back to campus. *[Park Chanyeol] 6:15pm: You can’t run away from me, okay? I won’t let you bottle up everything. You can do that with Kris, talk to me. *[Park Chanyeol] 6:45pm: Everytime he would dismiss you and disregard your feelings, I knew you were upset. I didn’t let you walk away without a smile on your face. I love you. *[Park Chanyeol] 7:00pm: Y/n, I know he loves you, and you love him. If you choose him, that’s fine. Just…I want you to be okay. Please come back. Please be safe. *[Park Chanyeol] 8:30pm: I see you. All Kris could do was throw the phone on the bed. He had to breathe. He had to count. If he was gonna talk to you about this, he had to be calm. He knew that he was quick to anger. Anytime he snapped during a fight, you would leave and come back a few hours later. He was always forgiving and always willing to say sorry. Kris wasn’t a complete asshole, but he could be stubborn sometimes. He didn’t notice, but once the fights got worse, you started wearing hoodies around the house with sweatpants. When you were cuddled on the couch with him, you would go to bed early some nights. Kris felt like it was nearing the end. You found someone that made you feel like Kris did at one point. The door opened slowly, you were wearing a baggy hoodie with shorts. Your head was covered with a towel. Kris turned around, anger still boiling in his chest. Your dull eyes met Kris’s. Your eyes were bloodshot and puffy. He took everything in. Kris gazed at your neck. If he didn’t see the texts, he would have thought an animal mauled your neck. The dark red bruises littered one side of your neck. You tied up your hoodie, the stare in Kris’s eyes was enough. “We need to talk.” You murmured, your teeth digging into your bottom lip. “..You don’t have to tell me anything. I saw the texts.” You looked up at him in disbelief. “Kris, we said we wouldn’t-” “Why haven’t you brought up Chanyeol? Who is he?” “He’s a friend..” Kris turned around, an irritated sigh escaping his mouth. “Is he? He seems pretty friendly with you. Why does he know about our problems? Is he your shoulder you cry on?” “He’s gonna be my new boyfriend if you don’t calm down.” You glared at the back of his head. The stress of today came back boiling up. You wanted to calmly talk about it, but there was no calm with Kris. “He’s already your new boyfriend, look at your fucking neck! Good thing I was on your mind when you wanted to cheat on me.” The sarcasm in his voice stung, and you shoved him out of the way of the bed. You picked up your phone and went to the closet. As soon as Kris saw the pile of clothes, his heart stopped. This might as well have been the end. “Baby...baby stop please.” He begged, holding your upper arm. “ Don’t talk to me..” You pulled him off, “Y/n!!” Kris grabbed you from behind. You shook in his arms, tears dropping onto Kris’s skin. “ You, baby… What happened..? You used to be so open with me…what happened?” He turned you around, pulling the hoodie down. Kris noticed how sore your lips were, and his heart began to boil again. He kissed you, holding you as tightly as he could. You kissed back for a short moment. “I don’t know..It’s not you. I get standoffish and feel like I’m bothering people after awhile so I pull myself inward.. every time I tried to tell you you’d get angry.. It makes it hard to talk to you. ” You looked up at Kris, holding his cheek. You kissed him deeply, leading him to your bed. Kris’s bed. He kissed your lips with fervor and you gently held your arms around Kris’s neck. Leaning back, Kris crawled on top. He lifted your hoodie off and accepted Kris’s lips on his neck. He kissed and licked the hickeys, as if to mock Chanyeol. You sighed, your fingers grasping the cloth of Kris’s shirt. Once Kris reached your breast, you stopped him. There was no feeling for you. You felt cold and tired. “Kris, I want to take a break.” The words hit Kris’s chest like a sharp paring knife, as if it was carving a hole in his heart. He stood up, running a hand through his fingers. You slipped your hoodie back on and texted Baekhyun. [L/n F/n] 11:22pm: Can I crash at you and Chan’s? I told Kris I need a break. [Byun Baek] 11:23pm: Shit. my ship is sailing and I get to have you stay at my place? Leggo. :D [L/n F/n] 11:23pm: Come asap. Kris’s mad. [Byun Baek] 11:24pm: Okay, Chanyeol is on his way. [L/n F/n] 11:24pm: I texted YOU. Not CHANYEOL. [Byun Baek] 11:24pm: I know, but I was so thirsty. I felt like some tea. <3 Talk to you soon, new roomie :D As you were texting your friend, Kris was trying to convince him to stay. He said he would get counseling, you said it wouldn’t help long. You would say it’s not the end, and Kris would say it might as well be.  You packed a duffle bag and placed it at the front door, Kris begging you to stay. “Where are you going to stay?” Kris asked, pulling the bag out of your hand. “I’m staying with Baek and his roommate.” You pulled it back, glaring at him. He didn’t dare touch it again. “Who’s his roommate?” “Kris, if you keep this up..” “Y/n, who is his roommate?” You turned around. Your cheeks were stained with tears. A sudden knock deferred his answer, and you walked to the door. You looked at Kris and bit down on your lip. “Kris, I’m not gonna make a decision anytime soon. I’m not leaving you, but I need some time to figure out myself. I’ve always been this way and I need to fix myself. You assumed me moving in would be a good idea and no matter how much I protested you didn’t listen. I knew this was going to happen.” Your voice choked at the last word. As much as you wanted to console your ex, you knew it was best to let him be. Anything he did while he was angry would add salt to the wound. You opened the door, Chanyeol stood there in a purple hoodie and black shorts. He took your bag, and looked beyond you for a moment. He made eye contact with Kris. An awkward tense air spread through the room like wildfire. The two made straight for each other. “You motherfucker, if you touch-” Kris moved closer to the door, his voice a lower octave and dripping with rage. Chanyeol stepped closer, accepting Kris’s challenge and cutting him off. “If you were a good boyfri-” You yelled, startling the other two. You pointed to Kris. “You. I’ll call you in a few days, I promise. Just give me some time. ” You then turned to Chanyeol, a smirk growing on the taller face. He couldn’t resist the pout on your face when you were angry. “You go to the car, I’ll be there in a minute. Wipe that smirk off your face too.”   Chanyeol nodded, a long finger trailing your neck. He looked at Kris one last time, mouthing out “I did that.” You hit his arm and pointed towards the exit. “Out, Park Chanyeol.” “Oh man, I’m gonna get it tonight.” “I wish Baekhyun came instead..” “I love you too, Y/n.” He laughed, waving at Kris with a wide grin.   You slammed the door in his face and walked over to Kris. The air between you felt larger than it was. “He’s charming.” Kris said sarcastically. “Like you can do better.” You laughed lightly, trying to lighten the mood. “I can do better than you.” He snapped, looking away from you. He didn’t need to see the tears that welled up in your eyes to know he fucked up. “I’m breaking up with you, Kris. I’ll get the rest of my stuff later.” With that you left the apartment, walked down the hallway, and took the stairs. If Kris ran after you it would be faster taking the stairs. He ran out the apartment building and into Chanyeol’s silver Mazda. When you slipped on your seat belt, Chanyeol wasn’t joke and giggles. He could tell the mood in your aura. He rubbed your thigh and drove towards the apartment. As you got closer to the apartment, you opened your mouth. “Hey Chan?” “Hm?” He drummed his fingers on the wheel as the light turned red. “If you ever want to be a homewrecker again, give me a heads up.” You chuckled softly. “How can I wreck my own relationship?” He gave a mischievous smirk, and it melted you. You didn’t want to admit it, but Chanyeol had a way of making you smile like no one else did. “Who said I was gonna date you?” You smirked, watching the cars pass by as Chanyeol drove through the now green light. “Your neck.” “….Did I ever tell you how cute I think Baekhyun is?” “Hey, I call dibs on Baekhyun.” “You’re gonna have to share.” “We can arrange that.” He grinned at you, turning onto his street. “What?” You bursted out laughing. “What? I thought it was a good idea..” He rubbed your thigh, smiling warmly at you. Your cheeks got warm and you found yourself turning away, hiding your face. The sudden exchange made your heart flutter, and relieved some tension. As Chanyeol drove into the parking garage of the college apartments, you felt at ease in his presence. You were ready to end this chapter, and start a new one.