》02: stars and roses

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"If my painting had a name, it'd be called as a feeling that starts flaming in you when I steal the slightest thought of yours."

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Tiny brunet found a comfortable place on his best friend's bed, laying down like it was his own. He played with his only teddy bear, smiling softly. His mind was kinda far away (probably in a garden of red roses instead of white ones he liked the most, with the faceless person by his side), but he would never admit what he actually thought about.

He has never been this affected with a gift by any admirer. He was used to it. Attention was what he received on a daily basis; any kind of attention. He was loved by his friends and pretty popular for having many students crushing on him or just needing him.

But the recent gift was special. And he was unable to reason out why.

"Baekhyun."

At a little louder call of his name, he got pulled back to reality. He was called several times, but previous attempts obviously were a failure.

"Did you come to my room to play with my teddy bear or to talk to me?" His best friend kicked his leg, making him wail like a whale in response. Baekhyun rubbed his poor leg as he pouted a little.

Oh, did I just find myself getting lost in my thoughts?

"Why do you even have a teddy bear when you hate plushies in the first place?" He curiously asked, missing a slight blush that colored younger's face.

"Jongin gave it to me on my birthday." He replied simply, "it's not okay to throw the gift away."

"Huh? Kyungsoo? Is that you?" Baekhyin blinked a couple of times quickly, hoping that action will help his mind clear a little. If Kyungsoo didn't like the gift, he would never have it on a place to look at it every day, especially not on his bed.
"You never put the painting I gave you on the wall or something! You just make it collect layers of dust in an old box." Baekhyun almost started screaming. He couldn't believe he called that short guy in front of himself his best friend for years!

"Baekhyun, you know I--"

"Fine, I know you are always extremely honest and that you think I'm not that talented painter... But..." Baekhyun lowered his gaze and let out a heavy sigh. Eventually, he punched the teddy and threw it on the floor. "I did it all from bottom of my heart and Jongin didn't even know you hate plushies!"

"Oh, gosh, Baekhyun, are you on your period or something?" Kyungsoo rolled his eyes. Baekhyun is bitching again. And Kyungsoo believes it'll get worse since his new roommate is Luhan. He mentally pitied himself already.

"Jongin and I weren't that close back then. Don't blame him."

Baekhyun was still silent. He just acted like he was hurt, it was obvious. But, admit it or not, he was hurt.

He is becoming softer, it's weird.

Usually, things like those wouldn't even be close to bothering him. He wouldn't show he was bothered.

"Your paintings don't match my room here, I'm sorry," Younger added.

"But you never... Nevermind..." You never take care of the colors of your room. Baekhyun stopped. He sighed as his eyes followed Kyungsoo standing up and picking up the teddy bear from the floor. He lowered it gently on his bed again, after shifting his pillow which was a perfect place for the teddy.

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