Hello! Happy 6 year anniversary fellow EXO-Ls! Our boys have been having so much success, I am such a proud mom! Let's keep it going on strong! We are one! We are EXO! Fighting! -Tara
(Y/N) POV
I look at my phone again, the DMs flooding in faster than the comments.
You look like a wrong answer that someone tried to erase but couldn't get the job done.
I shut my phone off, throwing it on the bed. I bring my knees to my chest, low sobs escaping my mouth. The worst possible feeling is being sad when you're alone. There's no one stopping you from doing stupid things.
I look through my bathroom door, seeing the razor sitting in the shower. Whispers go through my head saying to do it. They scream at me, trying to control me.
I run out of my room, trying to get away from the noise. I sit on the couch, wiping at my eyes to stop crying, but I can't. So I lay down, feeling cold and alone.
time skip brought to you by Kai's 130 degree jaw line
I hear the door open and close downstairs, and hear someone walk up the steps. Somehow, I got up into my bed, although I don't know how. It's dark now outside, and I look out the window at the night skyline.
Chanyeol enters the room and he gets under the covers with me, wrapping me in his arms and placing a kiss on the top of my head. I am turned away from him, because I don't know how I look.
"Hey, (y/n), are you awake?" he asks quietly.
"Yeah," I answer simply, my voice cracking.
"Turn around, I've missed you..." he whispers. I turn towards him, our faces glowing in the light pouring from the window.
His expression grows grim, "are you alright?"
"Yes," I say, avoiding his gaze.
"No you aren't, what happened?" he presses.
I can't hold in my tears anymore, and I press my face into his warm chest, not able to say anything.
"What happened, (y/n)?" he asks gently, rubbing my back.
I shake my head, tears still falling down my face. He looks around and spots my phone on the edge of the bed.
"Maybe seeing how many likes you got would make you feel better."
He opens my phone and it lands on the DM page. His eyebrows furrow and he sits up on the bed scrolling through the messages. He goes to the comments section and I hide my face in the pillow, trying to forget what people said.
He stands, his eyes widening at the comments.
"Is this why you're sad?" he asks.
I purse my lips, trying to get a hold of myself.
He looks back down at the phone, his eyes getting angry, his breath getting heavier. All of a sudden, he throws the phone at the wall, shattering it to pieces. My crying stops instantly as the room goes silent.
"None of these people mean anything! They are complete monsters and low life's, you cant listen to them!" he yells.
"But there are so many! They-"
"No! The only thing that matters is what I say, and I say you are the only perfect thing in this world! You don't have to listen to what they say because it is complete bullshit!"
I lower my head and he calms down a bit, lowering his voice, "this is all my fault. I was the one who made you get social media in the first place, even though I knew the downfalls."
"Chanyeol, this is not your fault! You're right, they're all just jealous and have nothing better to do! I am just so weak and have such low self-esteem that if I see anything negative it brings me straight to the bottom..."
He closes his eyes, taking in a deep breath, "you don't know how much it hurts to see you sad."
There is a moments of awkward silence, until he gets back under the covers with me, snuggling in closer.
"I love you so much..." he whispers.
"I love you too, I just feel like I can never handle anything..." I say.
He pauses, "(y/n), I tell you every day that you are beautiful and that I love you, but I am aware that sometimes that doesn't help. There will come a point where you will say 'I'm tired of running. I'm tired of trying to compete for what the world wants me to be.' And when you do that, you will find true strength. But, you have to do it for yourself."
"Chanyeol that is so beautiful and true..." I tell him.
He sighs into my hair, snuggling me tired.
"By the way, I'm sorry for breaking your phone."
I chuckle a bit, "it's okay"
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?
