This drabble is based of the photo above. It gave me massive feels and was going to be posted before Love Me Right came out but I got lazy and yeah. This isn’t great. It’s kinda angsty and well I suck at angst and writing in general but enjoy :)
High school. A place for awkward first
loves and puberty, the awful growing period between being a child and being an
adult, where adults expect more from you but still treat you like a child. A hell hole for anyone who isn’t
popular, ridiculously good at sports, or
confident enough to make a fool of yourself or prank the principal by changing
the mic feedback so when he spoke, his voice was that of a chipmunk (needless
to say, the entire school laughed and they never found the culprit but everyone
knew). Fortunately for you, you were a mixture of both. Not popular but not
necessarily a loner. You were well-known for your photography but that didn’t
mean that everyone wanted to be your friend. You were quite satisfied as you
were. You had enough friends to be happy and you enjoyed your job as the
school’s amateur photographer.
You enjoyed taking photos. Being able to
see the world through a new scope, a new view. When you looked through the lens
you felt like you could see the naked truth, the inner truths of the world, of
people. Your friends always enjoyed looking at your photos, they always
captured the right moments, whether they were the subjects best moments wasn’t
the case. For example; one of your best friends favourites happens to be a
snapshot of the captain of the football team, Joonmyun scolding his teammates
for pranking their coach, by putting hair dye into his shampoo, colouring
his hair a bright pink. However, what
made the photo so “perfect” according to her was the slight smile and
laugh lines on his face as he scolds the boys. She always said you had a gift
for capturing the “real” side of people. That the photos showed the
true feelings of the people, not their fake smiles and niceties.
However, it never occurred to you that the
“real ” side of people could be so eye opening. Every photo you took
of your classmates felt like it told a story, their story. A story no one truly
listens to. The hidden truth. Through your photography you felt like you knew
your classmates better than they knew themselves. But not all stories are as
sweet and endearing as others. As they say, with great power comes great
responsibility. This you discovered the hard way when you discovered the secret
behind the football team’s superstar quarterback, Park Chanyeol.
Park Chanyeol was known for being a happy
virus; always smiling, always cracking jokes and bothering his smaller, more
intimidating wide receiver, Do Kyungsoo. He was the schools major heartthrob
after Kim Jongin, of course, a football player slash underground dance legend.
However, Park Chanyeol wasn’t always so sweet, he also had a cocky side to him
which often caused him a couple of red cheeks when he routinely dumped and
casted aside girl after girl. He was your typical, playboy, heartthrob jock.
You would be delusional to deny that Park Chanyeol was handsome, even though
his ego was so big it was its own solar system. But the moment you captured
Park Chanyeol in his “real” form, everything he created, everything
he did vanished as his true image developed. A image that would change
It was after the semi-finals, Chanyeol had
lead the team to victory and the boys were celebrating in the locker rooms with
groups of avid fans trying to sneak a peek at them all sweaty and naked, ready
to hit the showers. Staying behind to look over your shots of the game, you
looked up at the empty stadium to see a figure standing on the field.
Surprised, you lifted your camera and slowly zoomed in on the figure, only to
discover it was Park Chanyeol.
What is he doing back out here? Shouldn’t
he be celebrating like the rest?
Being born curious, you kept your camera
poised in Chanyeol’s direction, snapping a few pictures, here and there when
you saw the side of his face as his turned his head slightly. The lights from
the stadium cast a shadow over his face, sculpting his sharp jawline and his
impeccable facial features. However, even standing in the direct light couldn’t
hide the dull lifeless look in Chanyeol’s eyes as he stood in the field.
Mesmerized slowly you began to analyse his body, noting his tensed shoulder
blades that bunched together tightly and his clenched fists gripping his pants
so tight his knuckles turned white. Never once had you or any other student
seen Chanyeol angry or frustrated, he was always happy, always strong. But
maybe everything everyone thought they saw was a façade. A mask to hide the
truth that Chanyeol wasn’t ok, he needed help.
After the encounter, you had developed a
new interest in Park Chanyeol, observing him was something that intrigued you
beyond belief and you couldn’t understand why. Things like this have happened
before, when you have discovered that other students aren’t nearly as happy as
they presume to be. However, usually you try and help them and have constantly
felt better afterwards, gaining a new friend and helping someone in need of
love. But this was Park Chanyeol, you couldn’t just go up to him and start
comforting him. He would be too proud to admit to you or his friends, seeing as
he was never alone throughout the entire school day. Which lead to the question
as to why Park Chanyeol, teenage hearthrob, looked so helpless and empty that
night. Why, when he is constantly surrounded by praise and adoration from
others, that he feels something so painful to look so destroyed?
You couldn’t help but feel restless. You
knew there was more you could but how? How was it that you could help out the
most popular boy in school from loneliness when he has never showed something
like to anyone, well at least not knowingly. Until you realised the one way you
could help him was by doing the thing you know best, capture the real moments.
At first, it was hard. What were Park
Chanyeol’s real moments? When he was with his friends? When he was playing
football? When he was surrounded by adoring fans? None of them showed anything
like the real Chanyeol. All they showed where fake smiles and fake promises. It
wasn’t until you stumbled upon Chanyeol alone afterschool, it was raining so
football practice was off but you were utilizing the schools editing software
to put together some of the shots from that night to start your creation, when
you saw him outside on the grass, under a tree. He looked as if he was sleeping
but from the wrinkles in his forehead, you could tell otherwise. Grabbing your
camera from your bag, you slowly zoom into Chanyeol, taking in the background
and the pouring rain, you felt the shutter close rapidly as you captured the
moment of Chanyeol in his real form. You watched as he slowly opened his eyes
as they listlessly stared up at tree and its branches, slowly reaching his hand
out to capturing the falling rain. He looked so peaceful yet in so much pain.
Moments like these were precious, you found
that Chanyeol often stayed behind after practices or even on normal days to
just sit in nature and sleep or stare aimlessly at the surroundings. You were
lucky enough to capture most of the moments. The more moments you captured, the
more you realised that you don’t want these moments to end. You were developing
inappropriate feelings for someone who was well out of your reach. Someone who
needed your help not your selfish desires.
This project went on for more than
necessary and you knew it, but you were scared. Scared of rejection, scared of
the disdain you may receive at taking photos of him without him knowing
(something you realised can be easily taken as creepy or even perverse) or
worse, scared of what will happen afterwards. The connection you developed with
Chanyeol was one sided and only temporary slowly Chanyeol will finally be able
to be his real self all the time without forcing himself to put on a façade. He
will heal and be able to smile a real smile, laugh a real laugh and get angry
when he wants to get angry without fear.
Admittedly, you should have hidden your
creation much better, especially since one of Chanyeol’s teammates, Minseok was
a frequent volunteer for the photography club. You weren’t surprised that he
had easily seen the photo on the screen late afternoon when you were getting
some snacks from the vender and he walked in after practice to check up on the
club. You were scared when you were brought to the club room by Minseok the
next day though as you stood in front of the entire team as they looked upon
the collage that was Chanyeol in his “real” form. Chanyeol wasn’t
there yet but you knew this wasn’t going to be kept a secret from him. His
teammates were like family, and they protected their family.
“I didn’t want to cause a big scene,
but what is this? Why have you got these photos of Chanyeol?” Minseok
asked sternly as he grabbed an A4 printout of your collage. He held the page
between his fingers as you looked down, ashamed you were found out. You knew
that the plan was risky and could be easily misunderstood but you were so
determined to help Chanyeol you couldn’t abandon it.
“I- I- I’m sorry, I was just trying
to-” you started, trying to explain yourself when you were cut off by a
deep voice you began to adore and wished away at this point in time.
“What’s going on here? Why is there a
meeting on today? Why is she here?”
Chanyeol asked, confused as his eyes
narrowed in on you. You could feel his stares on your back and watched as
Baekhyun walked up to Chanyeol, showing him the collage you made. With your
back to him, you couldn’t see his reaction but you imagined it was bad as you
could only imagine what he must think of you. Ashamed and embarrassed you had
enough and could only think of escaping.
“I’m sorry, but I didn’t do this
because I’m a fan. I did it for the sake of art, for the sake of finding out
his true self… I’m sorry. I will delete it all.
I apologise. Please excuse me. ” You quickly explained as you felt
a lump rising in your throat. Feeling the tears slowly surface, you bowed and
ran out of the room, accidently bumping into Chanyeol as your tears quickly
cascaded down your cheeks. Embarrassed and hurt, you ran though the halls till
you reached outside. It wasn’t until you reached the bleachers that you stopped
running and collapsed on the floor as your tears continued to fall. Shoulders
shaking, your felt yourself struggling to breathe.
What have I done? Why did I think that I
could help someone like Chanyeol without conseqeunces? He must hate me. Thinks
I’m a creepy stalker. What a freak. What a disappointment.
Your mind was so loud, filled with negative
thoughts, that you didn’t hear the footsteps behind you as they slowly walked
up behind you until you felt arms slowly wrap around you. Shocked, you turned
around to see only a mop of ashy grey hair, your body stilled as you realised
just who was hugging you. Heart thrahing against your ribcage as Chanyeol
continued to hug you in silence until you heard him mumble softly.
Your eyes widened as your tears slowly fell
from your eyes, nose red and lip quivering. Grabbing his hands, you tried to
tear his hands from your waist but he only held on tighter, gripping your hands
in his as he secured you in his arms, softly repeating the same words over and
“thank you, thank you for
“…I didn- I didn’t do anything”
you replied after a while, tears finally stopped, however, your body shivering
and convulsing from your silent sobs. Chanyeol continued to bury his head in
your shoulder as he talked.
“You noticed me. You noticed me when I
was all alone. You think I didn’t know you were there. You were the only one
who noticed, who cared enough to listen, not to my words but to my silent
pleas.” He spoke, softly and endearingly, something you always imagined as
you captured him this past couple weeks.
Silently, you turned around in his arms and
watched as his eyes looked up at you, with an emotion that had your heart
jumping into your throat. He was looking at you with utter adoration and love. Something you never imagined to see
in his gorgeous eyes, especially when
looking at you. Chanyeol had noticed you all along, watched as you
captured his world perfectly. Chanyeol was watching you as you watched him.
“It wasn’t until I saw the photos did
I realise that everytime I felt your camera on me, did I wished to be seen not
through the lens but through your eyes. Your eyes that embody wonder and joy.
Such beautiful eyes that I wished were always staring back into mine with the
same amount of love and excitement as mine. ”
Chanyeol grabs your hands as you slowly
caresses your hands. Shocked, you slowly gasp in shallow breathes as Chanyeol
continues to confess.
“I love you. I love you and I don’t
even know you. But I feel like I have known you my whole life because neither
one of us can deny the connection we feel for each other. The connection that
bares our true selves to each other. I love you and I want to be with you so
everyday I can look into your eyes and see what true love really looks
Smiling, you watch as he slowly leans in
closely ], eyes fluttering as your feel Chanyeols warm lips surround yours.
Tingles erupt from your skin as you feel his hands caress you back and forth.
Your heads so light, you feel as if you could fly. Slowly, you retreat back and
watch as he slightly smirks and wraps you up in another hug and willing you
embrace him as he picks you off the ground and brings you into his arms.
“I love you Park Chanyeol, not just
the you through the lens but the you who means the world to me. The only person in the world who I see is
you, Chanyeol. I love you."’
Hope you guys liked it. If you want more, I do take requests. I promise to try and answer them as best I can. Support EXO and Love Me Right, let’s see if we continue to prove that EXO is the best. Haha. ^.^
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