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Author(s): baekyuu
Updated: Dec 28, 2016
Published: Dec 21, 2015
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3 twelve

Chapter 3 : Twelve

But the pupil inside keeps here and there

Although I grin from ear to ear
A second hand keeps moving

Giriboy : I'm in Trouble

It had been a few days of eating bread slices, tinned beans and dried fruit and nuts, and going back and forth to
the swimming pool to shower. But to Chanyeol, it was better to be in a company of a mellow half-madman than his
abusive
father: he, for the first time in seventeen years, did not have any new bruises on his skin.

Thats nice. Baekhyun said one morning with his mouth full of apricots. But if you dont stop snoring whenever
you sleep, I will start hitting you around the face.

And usually, Baekhyun wasnt the one to make jokes, even though it sounded like one. But to be safe, Chanyeol
made sure he lied face-down whenever he sleptwas his snoring really that loud?

Chanyeol knew that Baekhyun was definitely a junkiebut he couldnt bring himself to tell him to stop. Or
perhaps, he was never given to chance to even stop him. Chanyeol had never witnessed Baekhyun even taking in
drugs with syringeseven though the next morning therell always be fresh scratches and needle marks on either
his arm, his thighs, or sometimes his knuckles. His eyes would be distant and far away the next morning, and his
body would be cold and clammy. Plus, he never saw Baekhyun even doing junk at all.

Their days were just spent exchanging stories (well, more so on Chanyeols behalf), thieving (Baekhyuns behalf) or
just sitting in silence. Sometimes Chanyeol came with Baekhyun to si through a nearby dumping site and find a
few interesting things or two to take home, or brought their clothes along to the swimming pool to wash in the
showers and dry them up Baekhyuns crumbly house roof. But besides that, Chanyeol just did nothing, really. A
boring life.

Baekhyun asked Chanyeol if he wanted his own room.

Theres plenty of them in this house. Im only using one room right now. Baekhyun simply stated. Chanyeol
shook his head.

No.
Why?
Because Chanyeol paused. err, I like sharing a room with you? Well, I meanif you want me to move to
another room, its really perfectly fine
Nah. I like sharing a room with you too.

Chanyeol went red. Baekhyun had to clear his throat and clarify something.

I meansharing a room as in literally sharing a room, not

Y-Yes, of course I know that, Baekhyun! Chanyeol lied, hiding his cherry-coloured face. Okaymaybe he liked
sleeping next to Baekhyun and watch his sleeping face. Maybe. Just a tiny bit. But thats not something weird to
do, right? Even siblings that share a bed do that sometimes, so why would it be awkward?

Baekhyun flicked his forehead.

Then it occurred to Chanyeol that Baekhyun never once had o ered any sort of drug to him, except that one time
Baekhyun o ered him a joint at the railings of the bridge.

Baekhyun still smoked joints, sometimes. Hed excuse himself out for an hour and a half and hell come back with
his pocket full of them. Though he never smoked anywhere near Chanyeolhed always opt to sit outside on the
pile of bricks and inhaled poison whilst he watched cars pass byunless Chanyeol chose to come and sit near him
and tell him weird corny jokes.

What does it feel like, anyways? Chanyeol asked from the porch to the very much sub-absent Baekhyun a few
yards away. smoking it, I mean.
Mmm?

He looked at Chanyeol with foggy eyes, seeming to stare at him for a few seconds. He inhaled again, slowly blew
out the white, thick smoke before he turned his eyes to the street again.

They make me want to walk on telephone cables.

What?!
Im serious.

Then he laid himself on the grass and just laid there, his eyes closed. Chanyeol thought that he had fallen asleep
before he saw Baekhyuns hand li up again, the joint held between his index and middle finger, taking a slow,
deep drag and letting the drug occupy his lungs for a few seconds. Then he slowly opened his mouth and blew it all
out so ly, like a slow-motion steam engine.

May I try? Chanyeol straightened up from his seat. Baekhyun opened his eyes and looked at him.

Sure. Theres a few under the bed, if youd like one.

Nono, I mean, just one pu , thats all. From yours.

Chanyeol strode in his sneakers through the mass of overgrown grass, sitting down where Baekhyun was lying
down, in a much clearer patch of the tangled garden. Chanyeol took the joint and put it in his mouth, his face
scrunching up as he inhaled it.

Though before he could even inhale a full pu he choked and coughed, plumes of smoke pu ing out from his
mouth as he did so. He gave the joint back to Baekhyun and gagged full-force, making a chorus of disgusted noises
and trying to spit on the grass to get rid of the weird taste. Baekhyun watched him with an entertained expression
and he chuckled so ly, taking in a drag before blowing it all out on Chanyeols face.

Yah! Stop it! Chanyeol squeaked, red-faced from coughing.

Maybe youre not quite fit for that kind of thing just quite yet. Baekhyun said with a hint of amusement in his
voice.

That thing is gross! How do you even smoke it?!

Easily.
Dont you ever get tired of saying the same things? Chanyeol sighed, lying down next to him. He crossed his arms
over his chest and gazed onto the greyish-blue sky, just starting to bloom into a fresh morning December.

They watched the sun rise over them quietly, though it was still rather cold. Baekhyun pu ed the last of his joint
and snu ed it away, before he rolled over on top of Chanyeol, his elbows digging against Chanyeols ribs and his
palms supporting his own chin so he could gaze down at Chanyeols face with an airy set of eyes.

Chanyeol gazed at them back, his breath coming out in silent gaspshe couldnt really hold eye contact with
Baekhyun for so long, and he had to look away elsewhere to break the tension. Baekhyun just smiled.

Your heart is beating really fast, Yeollie. Baekhyun said so ly, flopping his elbows down and pressing an ear to
Chanyeols heart. He closed his eyes peacefully and Chanyeol just watched his face shi into contentedness. I can
hear itits racing madly.

Chanyeol knew that the e ects of marijuana included a fast heartbeat ratebut one drag from Baekhyuns joint
isnt that big of a consumption to even take e ect on his body, right? But Baekhyun was righthis heart was
beating
madly against his mouth, and for no reason otherwise.

I dont know. Maybe I cant breathe properly, because my chest is supporting your whole body weight! Chanyeol
mock-groaned, amused. But it wasnt that, either. He didnt know why else his heart would even start to beat like
thisit was beating faster than that one time his father

...

You look troubled. Baekhyun inched closer to his face.

Im fine
Ive heard the exact same thing over and over again throughout my entire life, and its honestly getting rather
boring.

Baekhyuns hawk eyes seem to steel over Chanyeol, loosening up his throat. Baekhyun was like some sort of drug
like some sort of sweet alcohol. Soon enough, a er another wave of an icy gaze, Chanyeol shuddered and began
to speakjust when a minute ago he lied and refused to.

I just feel well, weird. Chanyeol said quietly. IveIve been in an abusive household for all of my twenty years,
and moving into another lifestyle just before I knew itits I mean, Im not saying that your company is bad;
youre a great person. But But Im Im just not used to these kind of thingsnevermind, you wouldnt
understand

I do.

Chanyeol gazed up at Baekhyuns so , but steely featureshis sharp jawline, his hollow cheekbones and the dark
circles under his eyesyet his lips were so and his skin was mellow and smooth, like a flower petal; but his eyes
were an undecided shade of gentle brown and cruel black: passive-aggressive, scaring people without quite
meaning to with just a so gaze, and always being misunderstood.

Then there was that scar on his neck.

Chanyeol, without thinking, raised his hand to gingerly touch the mark around his neck, and he felt Baekhyuns
body freeze entirely like ice, and Chanyeol quickly retracted his hand backbut Baekhyun grabbed his wrist.

No. Touch it. Baekhyun urged so ly, placing Chanyeols fingers once again on the scar. I want you to feel it.

So Chanyeol did, rather hesitantly. He ran his fingers around the scar that Baekhyuns neck wore like a collar,
feeling every raise and bump, brushing the nape of his neck with his thumb. Baekhyun, as if touched by a warm
entity of magic, let out a low whimper and relaxed his body at once, his head lowering down to rest on his chest
once again, closing his eyes.

I was a bad kid, then. Baekhyun said in a low, dreamy voiceas if he was addressing a crowd rather than just
Chanyeol.

Picking up fights every minute or so, and come home from grade school in batters and bruises. Then ma got
remarried to some monsterI used to bring a lot of trouble at home. Started fighting with my new pacourse I
didnt like him; I loathed him. The way he nicks mas money from her purse--

Then ma died. I started mixing up with the wrong crowdhe used to whip me round the elbows or behind my
knees whenever he felt like it. Course I bit him back. He got really angryhe tied this rope round my neck and
locked
me up in the doghouse quite high up. And when I tried to escape, this bastard removed the ladder and I
just sort of hung there

Chanyeol frowned as he felt his chest dampenthen he realised that Baekhyuns shoulders started to shake. When
Chanyeol sat up and held Baekhyuns face gentlyhe saw an angel cry.

Baekhyuns eyes were positively glossy, like glassas if his beautiful eyes were made of gems instead of flesh. The
tears continued to pour down his hollow cheeks, his teeth gritted in an e ort of trying not to let out weak sobs. His
eyes fixed on Chanyeols chest, his fist starting to slowly curl

Before Chanyeol could even react, Baekhyun burst into series of shrill screams, his fist recoiling with Chanyeols
chestthough Baekhyun was small and his hands looked particularly weak and fragile, one blow of his knuckles
was enough to knock down the broad-shouldered Chanyeol. Chanyeol, too shocked to even call out in pain, fell
backwards onto the grass.

Everything began to happen very fast. The next moment, Baekhyun was angrily kicking bricks with his bare feet,
sending them flying weakly over the grass. He was shouting incomprehensible things as he went to punch the
brick wall over and over again, the cracking sound echoingeither from the wall breaking, or from Baekhyuns
knuckles cracking

Chanyeol recovered pretty quickly, getting up, grabbing Baekhyun around the middle before he could destroy a
whole wall. Baekhyun screamed and thrashed wildly, his legs kicking the air as Chanyeol pulled him awaybut
Baekhyun managed to let go, and Chanyeol could feel a palm strike against his cheek.

He froze.

Chanyeol breathed heavily, touching his assaulted cheek, before looking up Baekhyun.

Baekhyun looked like as if he just committed murder by accident, his face struck in the motion of horror. His glassy
eyes were fixed on Chanyeol.

Baekif it makes you feel better, punch me. Go on, hit me in the face. Chanyeol stood up straight, fixing his shirt.
I wont fight backLook, I wont even be angry. If it really makes you feel better, punch me in the face. Go. Punch
me.

And for a moment, Baekhyun really did raise his bloody knuckles, dripping with crimson, his teeth seething with a
surge of anger that Chanyeol never experienced before. But Baekhyuns face mixed in with guilt again and his arms
flopped back to his sides.

I cant. he whispered so ly.

Both stared at each other for a while; Baekhyuns tears still ran like a broken tap, but his brows were no longer
knotted and his sobs were reduced to silence. His knuckles continued to drip with blood, and the droplets
travelled down the long grasses and mixed in with the cool morning dew. With one last gaze at Chanyeol, he slowly
retreated and sat down on the porch, hands over his knees as if reflecting on what hed just done.

Chanyeol stood in the grass for a long, long time.

Wait here. Chanyeol said quietly, but he knew Baekhyun had heard because his head perked up. He walked over
the tall grass and out of the run-down house and turned to the le , pocketing his hand, subconsciously rubbing his
cheek.
And
when I tried to escape, this bastard removed the ladder and I just sort of hung there

He turned around to the nearest pharmacist. Feeling the money bills Baekhyun had given to him, he purchased a
pack of plasters, a bottle of medical alcohol and cotton pads, the cashier frowning as he produced the money.

Errsorry, I havent really got any other change Chanyeol said as he fidgeted with the bill; it was a rather large
sum, and the cashier goggled at him. Oh, you know what, just keep the change, Ill just buy those

Carrying his purchases in a small plastic bag, he ran home as the clouds started to break in a flurry of rain. Hoping
that Baekhyun hadnt gone anywhere else, he ran through the tall grass and went through the backyard, finding
Baekhyun still sitting on the porch, rocking back and forth.

Baek.

Baekhyun looked up, catching Chanyeols gaze. He nodded and went inside, Chanyeol shutting the door.

Baekhyun sat on the bed, sni ing profusely as he watched the rain outside. Chanyeol sat next to him, Baekhyuns
hand in his, Chanyeol carefully wiping the wound with alcohol and swiping it clean with the cotton pads. The
sound that filled the room was just Baekhyuns sni s and the rain outside, and Chanyeols occasional sharp intake
of breath.

Chan

Chanyeol held his fingers delicately, pressing the cotton pad as gently as possible so that it doesnt sting

Chanyeol.

Chanyeol looked up. Baekhyun snu ed and rubbed his nose, looking gloomily outside the window. Chanyeol
continued to wash his knuckles with alcohol, disinfecting them before he opened the plasters.

If you see Tao again, please dont tell him Ive been crying.

Chanyeol stared at him, though he knew that Baekhyuns mind was somewhere else. He opened his mouth to ask
why he shouldnt, but he could see it clearer than he had intended toTao screaming and flapping his arms about,
asking Baekhyun if he was alright, asking another twenty billion questions simultaneously but also at a canon
order that lasted for two hours.

Though Baekhyun did acts of kindness, he expressed such strong dislike of being treated kindly himselfas if he
was a masochist.

Chanyeol covered each of Baekhyuns knuckles with a plaster, then patting them awkwardly as if to reassure him.
Baekhyun glanced at his newly-plastered knuckles, and Chanyeol heard a small chuckle as Baekhyun looked at
the dinosaur-covered Band-Aids.

Hey, Yeollie.

Chanyeol disposed of the cotton pads on a plastic bag before turning back to him.

Yeah?
Im sorry.

Silence.
Chanyeol
felt a small smile creep into his lips, before he went up to Baekhyun, raised a hand to his forehead, and

Flick.

Dont say sorry. Chanyeol said triumphantly. Baekhyun goggled at him, his eyes fixing on his in a shocked facial
expression, before his grim lips curled into a genuine smile.

Baekhyun snorted, before he reached down the bed to fetch the dried fruits.

A ernoon turned into nightfall.

The rain stopped, and now hardened into flakes of snow. A good few hours ago, Chanyeol and Baekhyun made a
great e ort of carrying the water buckets insidewhich had frozen into chunks of ice, and they had to wait for it to
melt before drinking it (though Baekhyun, of course, just hacked the ice into pieces and drank it aswell, ice). The
snow fell pleasantly until it was a foot tall before it stoppedand now the two faced a problem: they were both
freezing their asses o .

No worries. We have heating inside here. Baekhyun said airily as he ate his raw butter beans. Chanyeol stared at
him incredulously.

Where?
Its right beside me, you twat.

Chanyeol looked around Baekhyun, frowning, but he saw nothing put a pile of blankets. And he knew Baekhyun
had no electricityOkay, solar-powered instrument, maybe. But there was literally nothing, nothing at all--

Oh.

Figured it out yet?

Y-Yeah.
Youre so slow sometimes. Baekhyun snorted, chortling with laughter, gulping down his beans. He leaned his
head against Chanyeol.

See? Youre rather warm. He said so ly, laughing.

Chanyeol appreciated this as a compliment, but he realised how Baekhyun was taking advantage of him when
they went to sleepBaekhyun had his arms and legs wrapped around him like a persistent octopus, snuggling into
his chest like a rabbit.

Yah! Get o ! Chanyeol groaned. Your legs are clammy as hell!

But youre warm. Baekhyun ignored him, wrapping his limbs around him even tighter. Chanyeol let out an
annoyed growl, but cuddled into him anyways, burying his nose in his flu y hair.

...

Yeol.
Yeah. What.
Can you please not press your junk against my stomach, it really is disturbing with the fact that I can feel how big
it is
Stop, stop stop, I dont want to hear it, youre gross! Chanyeol yelped. Well, theres pros and cons of unplanned
manly cuddling, but at least theyre both warm.
Chanyeol
was dreaming again.

Or maybe he was awake: he wasnt sure.

But everything was dark, and all he could see was just silhouettes. Chanyeol could see Baekhyun shedding his
sweater with another set of clothes, but he couldnt see his figurejust a set of blurry shapes moving here and
therebut he knew that it was Baekhyun. Because whoever that figure was strode over his sleeping figure and
pressed their lips close onto Chanyeols ear, their breath tickling his cheek and making him shudder

See you later, golden boy. The voice spoke, and he felt a shy kiss pressing just behind his ear. There was a so
clack of boots, a sound of hinges squeaking twice as the door opened and shutand the room fell cold, because
Chanyeol knew that Baekhyuns presence had le the room.

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dri edStar #1 Jun 8, 2017 3:31:27 Reply All Block

Chapter 4: This story is so dark yet so freaking beautiful, ugh my poor heart..... I just can't....
TT_TT

GiMonbebe #2 Apr 30, 2017 12:41:28 Reply All Block

 Chapter 10: I was a second from being really pissed o thinking that you would romanticize suicide but the
last chapter got me clapping with tears in my eyes... It's a really sad story with a powerful message. Very well
written. Every word got straight through my heart. Dealing with other people's problems is so hard... We want
to let them be thinking that we are doing the best for them but we end up fucking everything up or we do
nothing at all thinking that "well that's not my problem". We really have to take care of our beloved ones well,
look at them and try to help or ask for help if possible... It's important to respect a person's wishes but it's
really important to look them in the eye and say "u need help, even if you think you don't need it. You are
important to me. So please..." if you feel like there is no other choice. We see so much in our daily life and we
just ignore it...
Well, i dont even know what im blabbing about now, i'm in tears haha.... But I feel like saying all this things
going through my head even if they dont make any sense.
Thank you for that powerful message.

PS: english is not my first language so i must have made a lot of mistakes lol please forgive my poor
vocabulary

koseok #3 Apr 7, 2017 12:29:28 Reply All Block

wow look at this masterpiece i only read the description and i already know im pulling an allnighter
to finish this

heungsoonshipper #4 Feb 2, 2017 7:58:33 Reply All Block

Chapter 10: :'( :'(

emperor_carat #5 Jan 9, 2017 21:33:50 Reply All Block

Chapter 10: ... im so speechless... i dont even know how to describe the ending... i wouldn't say it was
beautiful bc well it was harsh more than anything but i would say it was realistic and make me realize how my
thoughtless comments and words can hurt ppl deeply and no matter how happy my friends are i should wake
and save them while i still can.

_mofuuuuuu #6 Jan 8, 2017 12:48:25 Reply All Block

Chapter 10: IVE NEVER CRIED BCUZ OF A FANFIC BEFORE BUT HERE I AM

GODDAMNSEAHOON #7 Dec 31, 2016 13:16:42 Reply All Block

Chapter 2: OKAY I FEEL REALLY BAD I'VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO UPVOTE, WAIT PLEASE REMIND ME. AHH.

GODDAMNSEAHOON #8 Dec 31, 2016 13:13:42 Reply All Block

Chapter 1: I feel like I'm terrible at comments, but I don't want to be just another silent reader, so I just
wanted to tell you that this was funny and adorable and I'm gonna go read the next part now.

deerlover03 #9 Dec 30, 2016 22:18:33 Reply All Block

omg reconstructed how??? holy shit this is /really/ my favorite cb fic ever my favorite fic from lach i cri the
feels are still alive

deerlover03 #10 Dec 30, 2016 22:17:30 Reply All Block

OMYGOD MY FAVORITE FIC IS IN THIS ACC OMYGOD

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Foreword

1 nine

2 zero

3 twelve

4 fi een

5 twenty-two

6 five

7 [TW] zero

8 twenty-five

9 fi een

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