#then i want to visit toben and maybe go for a walk at the park with him

[loeyslover]

so called city of love

       your mouth moved as the muscles clenched whilst chewing the freshly baked dough bread you had just purchased. your eyes wandered and couldn’t help but look outside into the view the large, glass window from the bakery gave you. the view of the eiffel tower, standing tall and proud with beaming, bright lights, attracting tourists and couples from all around the world. to be fair, the first time you had seen the eiffel tower, you couldn’t help but fall more in love with the landmark, you always looked back at the pictures you took, but in your mind you knew that the digital photographs made no justice to the beauty it transpired up close.  

      now as you looked at the landmark you thought of what everything once was. when you had first visited, you were accompanied by your then husband, chanyeol. never would you have thought that after coming back from that trip, your lives would never be the same. what was once a merriful household had become a cold and brittle place, no longer the same comforting warmth welcoming you when you came home. the once sincere and careful man you called your husband no longer loving you, at least that’s what you thought. fight after fight erupted when you were home together, disagreements as small as who was doing laundry that given day turning into full blown fights within a matter of minutes.

      eventually, the fights got to be too much, you used to count the days in between a week when you would fight, and you came to the realization that no matter how much you loved this man, you had to let go. a divorce was settled, assets were split, and the relationship that was once the reason you lived came to an end. last you’d heard of chanyeol, he was still a literature professor, not even the rough divorce could put an end to doing what he loved the most. 

      he still did what made you fall in love, literacy shaping him into the perfect man for you. the way he expressed his feelings, the words he chose to use, the thoughts that ran through his mind for hours, were the principiants of why you fell for him. you loved his mind, the way it worked and thought, his ability to process complex situations and feelings, yet come up with a simple solution. the man was perfect, but things weren’t meant to be.

      you had to learn the hard way that you didn’t fall out of love with chanyeol, there was something else hidden deep that you couldn’t quite figure out, but you figured it out in the late nights when all there was around you was the cold shrill of your lonely apartment, and all you wanted was to be held in place by his warm arms, to feel the thumping of his heartbeat pressed against your back as you slept. 

      your life became cold and acquired a miserable routine, living in seoul turned out to be suffocating and exhausting, memories of your past life lingering around the busy city, he was everywhere you turned. the bakery where you had countless dates, the park where you took toben out for his daily walk, the restaurant where he proposed and vowed to be yours till his last breath, he consumed every place. you eventually quit your job and decided to transfer to another city, another country. paris, france to be exact, became your new home, somewhere that allowed you to stop thinking about your ex husband for just a small moment.

      you liked to think he missed you during those lonely nights too, that he felt the same pain you did when you didn’t find him waiting for you anymore. you thought maybe he finally figured out that he still loved you, but like yourself, his ego held him back from going to you.

      you snapped out of your haze as the bell positioned a top the door of the bakery rang, signalling a new customer’s entry. out of instinct, you tilted your head from the window’s view to the entrance of the small shop, however, you didn’t expect to meet your ex husband’s eyes.

      chanyeol’s eyes widened as he made eye contact with you, he definitely didn’t expect to find the woman who was once his in paris out of all places. your mouth opened and stayed agape in shock, watching the love of your life slowly make his way towards your table. what was he doing here? did he follow you? it’d been 7 months since the divorce, if he was following you, why not approach you sooner?

      before you knew it, he stood in front of you, looking as handsome as ever. “didn’t know you were much of a paris girl,” he said, lips twitching into a small smile. “chanyeol, you can’t just come up to me and say that, we’re divorced, remember?” you say, your own lips offering him a small smile, lightly amused at his feverish attempt to flirt. he pushed the chair next to you back and sat down, crossing his long legs over one another.

      “alright, didn’t know you were much of a paris ex wife,” he said, clearly proud of his say. “what are you doing here?” you asked, not entertaining his last quote. “if you don’t remember, i’m a literature professor, i brought my students to meet an author who just released a collection of self help books,” he stated. “of course you did, you always go above and beyond for your job,” you said, suddenly feeling like you were talking to your lover again and not your ex husband. 

      chanyeol let out a light chuckle at your comment and asked, “and what are you doing here? last i heard from your friends you were still shooting photos in seoul,” your mind launched itself into cartwheels at the thought of him asking your friends what you were up to. he had never liked your friends, said they were too much of a boulder in your relationship, so the fact that he put his ego aside and asked them what was going on with you warmed your heart. 

      “i needed a change of scenery,” you responded, “just a new place to start over,” his head moved up and down in a nodding motion and you definitely didn’t expect the words that were gonna leave his mouth next. “what went wrong with us? what did we do wrong?” he choked up, eyes slowly filling up with tears. “i wonder the same thing, chanyeol. i can’t help it, i’m not used to existing without you,” you answered, your own eyes welling up.

      “you know, i can’t move out of our apartment because there’s too many spaces that remind me of you, so many memories we made there, i’ll stay there forever if i have to, because that’s how long i’m gonna love you,” he confessed, his eyes twinkling with tears, but a small glimpse of love. “you know that’s the opposite of why i left seoul? i ran out of there because everything reminded me of you, it’s like you were everywhere i turned, i couldn’t escape the feeling of missing you, i was a coward and thought leaving was the better option rather than feeling the emptiness of not having you,” you responded, wary of his reactions.

      “i sit alone at night and wonder if i made the right choice by letting you go, i did it to make you happy and give you another chance at love with someone who wasn’t a mess like me, but you took a part of my heart when you left,” he said, his voice quavering, the tone choked up. “and i left a part of my heart with you when i left,” you said, “i can’t sleep at night knowing i’m not in your arms, knowing i’m not yours anymore,”

      “that’s the thing, though, you’ll always be mine and i’ll always be yours, no matter who we end up with or where we are, we’ll always have a part of each other in our hearts,” he responded, his warm hands wrapping around your cold ones in a way to comfort you, hold you for the meantime. “what if i don’t just wanna carry a piece of you anymore? what if i wanna carry you as a whole, have you again?” you asked, your hands tightening around his. his lips parted in shock, eyes wide with hope and love as he said, “well then, what are you waiting for? we’re in the so called city of love.”

angst special for my lover’s birthday!! i’ve had this in my drafts for a few months now. i chose the gif and wrote a small part, but never finished it, until last night, i got reaaally inspired and wanted to have it out as soon as possible for yeol’s birthday. hope you guys like it! <3

[theygotmewhipped]

Skin - 6. Visitors

Word Count: 2 954

“Yumi, I have a question.” I was in the middle of doing some of my homework when Chanyeol knocked on the door of my room and let himself in.

“Yes, you can come in.” I turned on the chair and gave him a fed up look.

“Sorry, so can I ask?” He had that look that says, I want something from you that you probably won’t like but I really hope you will comply. I wonder what it’s gonna be this time. It’s been like three weeks since he moved in and he’s already made me do more things than I had done in a lifetime. From occasional walks with Toben to making me run for reason other than preserving my life to stepping in a gym for the first time ever and exercising outside of PE classes to climbing an artificial wall to visiting kids in the hospital to forcing me to go shopping with him and Baekhyun… Basically making me sweat my ass off either due to too much physical movement or stressing me out, most likely both. And those are just a few things of the list. From time to time he still asks for cuddles and shit making me shudder every time. After he finally moves out I’m gonna need at least a week in the spa.

“So what is it?” I readied myself for something ridiculous like his idea to go to the amusement park he had few days ago…We ended up going anyway, because he wouldn’t stop nagging. So I had to survive my personal hell and make my way through crowds of people without getting touched somehow. Proved to be impossible and I almost died but I tried my best.

“Would it be a problem if some of my friends came over for a weekend?” He innocently smiled at me.

“Which weekend?” I asked suspiciously narrowing my eyes. It’s Friday. If he says this weekend I’m gonna throw him out of the window.

“Uhm, this…weekend.” He almost whispered.

“Are you kidding me?! It’s literally tomorrow.” I yelped. That idiot definitely knew sooner.

“So~ is there a problem?” he asked as if nothing was wrong.

“Duh?” I exclaimed.

“Cause I have kinda already told them they could come over.” I knew it. I knew it. I fucking knew it.

“Aaargh, Chanyeol, are you for real?” I was frustrated. At this point, I’m convinced he’s doing it on purpose. Pushing my limits to see how much more he can get away with.

“Sorryyyy… But it’s not like I have to ask you, right? I could have just let them in without you knowing cos I live here just like you do.” He said with a conspiring smile. You shithead, who lives here longer, you or me? Not that it gives me more rights but still… “Maybe you’ll make some friends among them.” He tried to make the idea more interesting to me.

“Dude, I don’t even want to be friends with you. Why should I make friends with your friends?” I said coldly. If they are anything like Baekhyun, I’m hanging myself.

“Ouch, that hurt.” He put his hand over his chest.

“Whatever, if they are coming over let’s clean up a bit at least so they don’t think we live in a barn.” I stood up. Chanyeol’s face brightened up with victory. I rolled my eyes and went out of my room with Chanyeol behind me.

“Just so you know, I consider us friends so there is no escaping it anymore. You have place in my life forever and beyond.” He put his arm around my shoulders which I immediately pushed away. However, I couldn’t stop a small snort from escaping which caused Chanyeol to smirk at me. This is going to be a loooong weekend.

Why is it that with Chanyeol living here majority of my days I’m woken by loud noises? What the hell did he break this time? I stared at the ceiling, coming up with ways to kill him and get rid of the body.

“Idiots, I told you to get the fuck out of the kitchen!” Someone raised their voice.

“Huh?” I looked at the door. That definitely wasn’t Chanyeol and even if it was him who would he be yelling at? Don’t tell me they are already here. It’s not even noon yet. I let out an exasperated sigh and got up. I changed into something socially acceptable and left the room. As soon as I set foot in the living room six pairs of eyes landed on me. Didn’t he say SOME of his friends?

“Hey, Yumi!” Baekhyun waved at me with a grin on his face.

“Uh, you again?” I scoffed. Baekhyun’s grin fell as others chuckled at him. “Where’s Chanyeol?” I asked looking around for him.

“Having a shower. He’ll be out in a bit.” Baekhyun answered. I grumbled a little and went check up on the kitchen because of the earlier.

“What the fuck? How many more of you is here?” Two guys where moving around the kitchen cooking something. Then I noticed colorful shards on the counter. “Aww. That was my favorite mug.” I whined. Which idiot dared to break it?!

“Sorry, about that. Junmyeon can be really clumsy sometimes.” A tall boy gave me an apologizing look. “I’m Jongin, by the way.” He stick out his hand. I stared at it for a bit then carefully reached out and gave it a brief shake.

“Yumi.” Another ridiculously tall guy that has look like innocent baby. Is this some kind of new fashion or something?

“And this is Kyungsoo.” Jongin introduced a smaller guy wearing my purple apron completely focused on cooking.

“Nice to meet you, Yumi.” He lifted his hand in greeting still focused on the food.

“Oh, Yumi, you’re up?” Chanyeol entered the kitchen wearing only boxers rubbing his hair with a towel. Does that even surprise you, midget? I looked at the two stand-byers then at Chanyeol.

“Can we talk somewhere less crowded?” I fakely smiled.

“Sure.” We went through the living room to his room.

“Chanyeol, can’t you put some clothes on? You have a lady living with you.” One of the guys on the couch scolded Chanyeol.

“She’s seen me naked anyway, Junmyeon, so why bother.” I face-palmed myself. You idiot.

“What?!” All six of them were shocked. Chanyeol just stared at them with big eyes in confusion.

“I mean I know she kissed you but I didn’t think you would jump on it so quickly. You of all people.” Baekhyun shrugged. “Why didn’t you tell me anyway?”

“What are you talking about?” “It’s not what it sounds like.” Chanyeol and I said at the same time.

“So you didn’t have sex?” One of them bluntly asked.

“Yixing!” The guy named Junmyeon smacked him across the neck.

“What?” Yixing mouthed to him. Everyone watched us with an anticipation. Chanyeol’s ears and face started to burn red.

“Of course not, what the hell, guys?” I frowned at them and despite knowing it would hurt I pushed frozen Chanyeol into his room to escape. “Good grief. Why didn’t you tell me there would be so many of them? It’s like I walked into the wrong restroom all over again.” I closed the door behind us.

“You were on the men’s toilettes?” Is this really the first thing you say after freezing over sex being mentioned?

“Yes, but that’s not important right now. Why are they already here?” I confronted him in a low voice.

“Well, it’s Saturday so they’re here.” He said as if it was obvious.

“No shit. But why so soon?” I snapped at him.

“We agreed to have lunch together and Soo offered to cook so they showed up at once.” My eyes slowly fell from his face as he spoke. That’s not a bad view, actually. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before but this time they are close and staring back at me. “Are you mad at me?”

“Not at all.” I mumbled while staring at his chest in front of me.

“Yumi, are you okay?” He peeked into my face.

“Eh? Yeah, hundred percent.” I shook my head trying to hide my embarrassment. “I’m gonna go take a shower so take care of your guests ‘cause I don’t want another of my things broken.” I reached for the doorknob. “And for Christ’s sake put some goddamned T-shirt on.” I walked out in a hurry.

“Where you making out again or what took you so long?” Baekhyun mocked me as I walked by. The picture of Chanyeol’s ripped body crept up into my mind. Oh, God, no! I just gave Baekhyun a dirty look and closed myself in the bathroom.

I was getting ready for the shower when I spotted a huge spider crawling on the wall right in front of my face. I instinctively let out a scream and backed away from it. Right after, the door burst open and nine guys were staring at me squeezed together to see through the door frame.

“Aaa…” I screamed again and covered my bare chest with hands. Luckily, I was still wearing panties at least.

“What happened?” Chanyeol was at the front concerned about my well-being while his eyes wondered everywhere except me. Meanwhile Baekhyun, Yixing and two others whose names I still don’t know were staring at my chest and the others politely tried to keep their eyes on my face.

“There’s a fucking spider! So please, kill it.” I whined and nodded with my head to the wall, ignoring all the eyes.

“Spider?! Minseok, please save me!” Baekhyun was being dramatic and threw himself on a smaller guy next to him. Chanyeol then took off his slipper, stepped over the door and killed that disgusting thing.

“Isn’t something burning in here?” Junmyeon asked. We all sniffed the air to smell faint burning aroma.

“Shit, the stew!” Kyungsoo ran away and Jongin followed him. The rest of them stayed at the door, still staring at me.

“What are you still doing here?! Get out!” I shouted at them. Jesus, I will sue them for harassment.

“Uhm, what about the door?” Chanyeol scratched his neck.

“Just pick it up and put it against the wall. We’ll call someone to come and fix it on Monday.” I said in a resignation. “Now get out and make sure no one comes inside.” Chanyeol left and I let out a sigh. There just isn’t a day in this household that goes by without a hitch.

 We were watching Ready Player One while eating Kyungsoo’s slightly burnt creation, hurled around the room since all of us couldn’t fit in the kitchen and when I wanted to stay there and eat alone I got a backlash from all of them, especially Chanyeol because “he’s already used to eating with me and doesn’t want me to feel separated and lonely”. So I ended up sitting on the floor between Chanyeol’s and Jongin’s legs, eating from a coffee table.

“Oh, I almost forgot.” Baek exclaimed. “Yumi, I want a rematch.” He smirked at me.

“Ha?” I looked at him puzzled accidentally sprinkling the sauce on myself.

“I know you were the one that’s beaten me the other day. Chanyeol told me.” He said all-knowingly.

“What the hell?!” I punched Chanyeol’s calf feeling betrayed.

“Ou.” He bent over and rubbed his leg.

“Why, you idiot?!” I looked into his face which was now next to mine.

“I felt bad about lying to him.” He mewled with sad expression.

“Argh, you are such a moron. What are you? Five?” I snarled.

“Well, mentally he’s probably not older than three.” The one Chanyeol later introduced as Sehun answered. Chanyeol just watched me with puppy eyes. I let out a resigned sigh.

“Wait a second,” I slowly turned at Baekhyun after a sudden realization. “If he told you, then you must know we haven’t actually kissed.” I knitted my brows.

“Yep.” Baekhyun happily nodded.

“Then why the hell would you think we slept together?!” This boy, seriously.

“Well, a lot could have happened since then.” He just shrugged.

“Yeah, right.” I rolled my eyes.

“You do have a soft spot for Chanyeol, though.” Jongin stated knowingly, adding wood to the fire.

“Nope.” I promptly replied.

“Right, Jongin? I think so, too. I mean Yeolie always talks about how they do this and that together even though Yumi always resists at first.” Junmyeon agreed with him.

“What the…” Does he tell them every single thing that happens in his life?

“She’s like angsty Baekhyun. Instead of wriggling a tail at him like Baek does she scowls but lets him off the hook and does what he wants nevertheless.” Yixing compared me with Baek.

“Hey!” Baekhyun and I frowned at him.

“See what I mean?” They all started to chat amongst them about the topic that was obviously me. The only one who was uncharacteristically silent the whole time was Chanyeol. I turned to look at him wondering what’s up. He was just staring off into the space with a shy smile his ears and face playing in pinkish color.

“Hey, idiot.” I nudged his leg. “Are you okay? Do you have a fever or food poisoning? Was the stew too spicy or something?” He transferred his attention to me and his smile grew wider and bolder.

“I’m just happy.”

“Huh?” I rose an eyebrow at him.

“Don’t worry about it.” He lifted his arm and held it above my head but then he retreated with a look of realization. Was he about to pet me? Why did he stop then? I’m not complaining but this isn’t like him. Maybe he finally learned that I’m not to be touched. We were looking each other in the eyes, ignoring others talking. After he laid down his arm, the happy spark in his eyes changed. Even though he was still smiling something seemed to be bothering him and his eyes were dreary. Looking at him my chest started to feel heavy.

No, stop. It’s not your fault he’s like this. I turned away from him and stood up starting to clean up the dishes.

“I’ll help you.” Minseok offered and took some of the glasses helping me carry it to the kitchen.

“Just put it down there. I’ll load the dishwasher myself.” Instead of doing what I told him, Minseok opened the dishwasher and started to put the dishes in there.

“Stop, you are a guest.” I put a plate inside and tried to discourage Minseok.

“You know, Chanyeol’s a good guy.” He ignored me and talked about something else. “He may act childish and dumb at times but he’s actually clever and easily picks up on things.” Why is he telling me this? “He can be a bit naïve but that’s because he’s pure at heart.” I just watched Minseok as he did all the work and talked about Chanyeol. “You should give him a chance and I don’t mean it necessarily in a romantic way. I noticed you are keeping your distance from all of us if I must say. Never letting your guard down.” He closed the dishwasher. I just stared at him in awe. He’s known me for what, three hours maybe? “Do you want to spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder, building walls around walls just to feel safe?” I couldn’t say anything to him. I just stood there frozen after he opened up a curtain and peeked in to my life.

And now he just casually walks out of the kitchen like nothing happened. Who the fuck are you, Minseok? My anxiety walking and talking or something? What does he know about me anyway? He just scratched the surface. Anyone with observation skills could do that…well, anyone with observation skills of Sherlock Holmes… He’s probably just trying to get his friend laid. I took a deep breath, disregarding Minseok’s speech and headed for my room to take a nap.

“Yo, Yumi, we’re going bowling.” Jongdae called out to me while they were getting ready to go out.

“Cool, have fun, bye.” I said in monotone and opened the door to my room.

“You’re coming with us.” Chanyeol swept away my farewells.

“Nah, thanks. See you later.” I waved at them. Maybe never.

“That wasn’t a question.” Baekhyun chuckled.

“We need you cuz we’re odd number.” Sehun informed me. I turned around at them.

“Then just make three teams of three.” Hardcore math, obviously.

“But then we would have to make a tournament and we don’t want to.” Jongdae opposed me. I rolled my eyes.

“Then call someone else to go with you. I want my afternoon nap.” I doubt they can possibly have a problem finding one more person, there is already nine of them for crying out loud. That’s more people than I actually talk to.

“C’mon, Yumi, come with us.” Chanyeol tried to convince me.

“Yeah, it’ll be fun.” Minseok added. I looked at him and he gave me a meaningful glare reminding me of our conversation. Or better said his monologue.

“I’ll buy a whole cake that you like so much from that confectionary in the park.” Chanyeol bargained with me. I looked him in the eyes interested in the offer.

“A whole cake?” I asked curious.

“Yes.” He confirmed while grinning at me with sparkling eyes. I let out a resigned sigh knowing I let myself be dragged into his plans once again.

“Fine, but I want my cake.” I said firmly.

“The soft spot.” Jongin whispered to Kyungsoo and he smirked. I glared at them. I don’t have a soft spot for anyone and sure as hell not Chanyeol.

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[intergalacticpcy]

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