Author's Note
Sorry for not updating! I started watching EXO Next Door and was binge watching! But now I'm finished so all is well! Enjoy!
<3 Tara
(Y/n)'s POV
Chanyeol doesn't say a word when I finish the story. The moon rises with the silence and shimmers off the lake's surface.
He keeps silent with his arms wrapped around me. And we lay backward, resting my warm body on the soft ground.
"In sorry that this happened to you..." he mumbles in my hair. I can tell that he is still crying because of a few faint sobs in between words. But, I'm crying too. We sit together in the silence, him holding me in the darkness. I haven't been held by anyone in years. But, I know his touch is sincere and kind, I know that he cares.
He takes me home, placing a kiss on my forehead before I leave. I get inside, I can tell it's late. My grandparents are already in bed. I sneak upstairs and collapse on my bed.
In the morning, I wake up early. Before the birds even start to sing. I make my self a cup of (tea/coffee) and take the warm mug in my hands, pulling my sweater closer over my shoulders. I sit on the front porch, the air cold. As the breeze chills the rest of my body, the mug heats up my hands. I take a sip and let the hot liquid slip down my raw throat. My eyes still hurt from crying so much. I put the mug to my cheeks and feel the heat break through my pores.
The birds begin to chirp and the sky lightens. Over time, colors melt together in the sunrise and reds and oranges take over the dark sky. The sun finally peeks over the houses across the street and I hear someone scurry around the house. My grandpa comes on to the porch in his bathrobe, mug of coffee in hand.
"I didn't expect you to be up," he croaks.
"Neither did I. But, the sunset was beautiful so it was worth it." I reply.
"So, how did it go with that guy last night?" He takes a sip of his coffee. I play with the edge of my mug. I stay silent for a while, hoping to figure out what to say.
"He knows..." I finally mutter.
"What?" My grandpa places his mug down.
"Like, he knows." I repeat. He scoots his chair over to mine, placing his hand on mine. I can feel my eyes start to well up with tears.
"Why is that a bad thing. It's good that you finally told someone. You don't have to carry the pain all by yourself, ya know." He plays. I give him a small smile through the tears.
"But, Grandpa, you don't understand. No guy would want to have to deal with this..."
"What are you talking about?" He scoffs.
"This. The whole mess of my life. It's too hard for someone to have to-to...deal with me. I don't want to have to put it on someone...and I know that he doesn't want it either. I am just a burden..." a few tears stream down my cheeks but he wipes them away.
"You want to know what I see? My eyes may not be too good, but I can see a beautiful woman, who fought her whole life to be where she is today. She is thriving on her own, and if someone who stands in her way doesn't see that...then they are just-just blind or dumb or something. I'm not very good at giving wisdom, but if I know one thing it's this. Your flaws are perfect for the heart who is meant to love you. And you are perfect to me too." He squeezes my hand and I look to his smiling face, and I can't help but smile back.
I stay home that day, hoping to rest off my rough night. I am on the couch watching Tv, when my phone beeps. I look to see a message from Chanyeol.
Chanyeol: Where are you, (y/n)
Me: I'm at home, why?
Chanyeol: I went to your work and you weren't there. I want to see you.
Me: you can come if you'd like
He doesn't respond, and I go back to a drama I am currently watching. As I begin to doze off I hear a knock on the door. I get up lazily and make my way to the door. I open it up and see Chanyeol with a smile and a bag. My eyes widen at his presence. I look down and see I am in shorts and a sweatshirt, with no makeup and my hair in a messy ponytail.
"Your grandpa told me you weren't feeling well, so I brought gifts!" He lifts the bag in his hand with a smile. I reluctantly let him in and show him to the kitchen.
Whenever we get in he places a hand on my forehead, "you don't look to good. And you feel warm. I think you're running a fever. I bought different kinds of medicine-" he begins pulling out various bottles "-I didn't really know what was wrong so I got the basics. I should have stay out that late in the cold. This is all my fault. I can be so dumb at times-"
He continues to ramble but I just wrap my arms around him, he stops abruptly.
"Thank you," I tell him. He hugs me back and I am thankful for the warm.
"It's nothing really. I have to take care of my..." he stops.
I pull away and look at his hesitant face.
"It's okay..." I tell him with a little chuckle. He pulls me back into a hug, and I finally understand what my grandpa meant this morning.
YOU ARE READING
Understanding Simple (Chanyeol X Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N) was mistaken as a makeup artist for EXO at one of their concerts. She has caught Chanyeol's attention but with all of the secrets and her dark past, will she be able to love him back?
