Nerd ✖️ Playboy

•Chapter45•

-Baekhyun's-

It's Saturday and today we are going to visit my family.

Sehun and I are super nervous as we are on the train.

I sat there, staring at the window across from us in total silence.

After 2 hours, we arrived as we stepped out.

We got into a taxi as I told the driver the directions.

"24 ***** drive." I said.

Sehun placed his hand on my knee to calm me down. 

I sighed deeply and slouched.

"Saranghae." I whispered to Sehun.

"Nado." He replied.

After a 15 minute drive, we arrived in front of my parents house.

"G-gamsahabnida." I thanked nervously and payed the driver.

We pulled out our luggage and wheeled our suitcases to the front door.

I took a deep breath and held onto Sehun's arm.

He smiled and me and whispered:

"It's ok." He reassured.

I nodded and rang the doorbell.

I was greeted by the face of my brother.

"Oh! Baekhyun! You're here? I'll get eomma" he smiled, completely ignoring Sehun.

"Eomma! Baekkie's here!" Luhan called.

I walked into the house with Sehun holding my hand.

We sat on the couch, shaking with nervousness and my parens walked into the room.

"Good morning baekhyunee, Sehun." My mother greeted.

"Hi eomma and appa." I said.

"Do you want to go and put your luggage in your room." My father asked.

I nodded my head as Sehun followed, taking our luggage.

We walked up the stairs and turned into my old room. He placed the suitcases beside the bed.

We went back downstairs into the lounge room when we saw some snacks prepared.

There was crackers, lollies, and some fruit.

"So Baekhyun, I think you know why we called you here." My father announced.

I nodded my head.

"Ne appa."

I watched as Luhan sat beside Sehun, and Luhan's limping became visible.

"L-Luhan hyung, are you ok? You're limping." I gasped.

"I'm fine." He assured, placing his hand on Sehun's shoulder for balance.

Once he sat down, my parents started talking again.

"You have to think about this honey. We know you love Sehun. But we love you too. Sehun has damaged your life and scars have covered you. We think you're better off without him." My father explained.