Pairing: Baekhyun x reader x Jongin
Genre: Fluff and angst
Baekhyun nods, a little pout coming to his lips, but his eyes are still bright. “I’ll be here. I’ve waited for so long to say that, now I’m not letting anything take it away. I love you. When you decide, I’ll-” He stops then, pausing to scan your face. Gently, he cracks a soft smile, while pulling your hands away from your face and brushes a strand of hair away. “Would it be cheesy to say I’ll always be there for you? Because I will.”
You slowly move down the stairs, fingers tapping the wood of the railing softly as you peer down. It’s quite dark already, sun having set a little earlier, now leaving the room in the blue sheen of the night that is about to come. The house feels too hot, though you know it’s most likely your body fending off the diseases in your wound. You roll your shoulder with a silent hiss, stepping down the last of the steps. You don’t want to wake anyone if they’ve decided to go to sleep, and the fallen silence seems to indicate just that. Without thinking, you glance over your shoulder once, licking your bottom lip. Baekhyun said he was going to take a shower, but knowing him, he’s probably on the roof, getting some air.
Baekhyun has always been bad with conflict, even when you were all still children, and something would happen to make either one upset. He would kick and scream mindlessly, before closing up, even ignoring you when you went to go apologize. He did get better with time, you presume, but the tendency to close up still remains. You take a deep breath, and look around the living room. Sehun’s door is cracked open slightly, but there’s the sound of steady breathing coming from inside the darkness, peacefully filling the void that lingers here now.
You and Jongin made up from fighting, but there still seems to be something floating in the air, unspoken, but thick and dark. There’s something there that makes you want to gag, clinging to the back of your throat when you swallow. Maybe it’s guilt, you don’t really recognize this emotion. It makes you feel gross though, and full, like you’ve touched something you shouldn’t have touched, and now you are paying for it.