Baekhyun birthday countdown: D-4
City Light: 4/6
This one is made purely out of word vomit because I was angry that everyone in the house didn't want to give me the peace I wanted so I could write a better one-shot. Soooo sorry if this sucks! 😩
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Losing my trust, it must've frozen my heart. I didn't know how to love and I'm not interested to love either. After several heart breaks, I don't know if I could still handle one.
When I was young, my parents were always fighting even when they knew that I'm watching them from outside their room. They fight out of the pettiest reason that eventually lead to them separating. I had to be given away because none of them both wanted to keep me. Good thing my grandmother took me with her and raised me.
Even if I was opened to how painful love is, at a very young age, I still tried to give love as I grow. Because my grandmother taught me how to love despite coming from pain. I gave love to almost everyone and everything. It made my life pretty and peaceful and the memory of being given away by my parents because they fell out of love, isn't that painful anymore. I just focused on keeping those who surrounds me with lots of love and made sure they are loved.
Life went on, I was lovable and everyone around me adored me. I have lots of friends and also have a lovely boyfriend. Each and one of them knew the pain where I came from and made a promise that I will never feel the same pain again as we spend time with each other. Giving love means receiving love. If you give, you'll surely receive for melting someone's heart and for being a good person. That's what my grandmother planted into my brain, a lesson I won't forget, for it made my life beautiful.
That is until my grandmother passed away.
It was as if she took all the love with her. All the pretty emotions and pretty feelings, she pulled them away from me as she went down the ground and left me alone in this world, crying.
Now I feel dull, it's like I lost my own color. My heart feels cold and I never smiled again. I didn't believe in love anymore after my grandmother left and the next day I found out that my boyfriend has been cheating on me with one of my friends from our group. They all knew they were fooling around behind my back and no one ever dared to tell me. Every person who once adored me, couldn't look at me the same way. I thought, they didn't want me to feel the same pain back when my parents gave me away. What happened to those words?
Ever since, I swore to never fall in love again. To never give love and never trust someone with my heart.
"I swear he's checking you out."
"The who?"
Harin points a finger towards a certain direction so my own eyes followed and saw Baekhyun staring at me. Once he realized that I'm looking at him too, he wiggled his brows teasingly and secretly blew me a kiss. I sneered at him and rolled my eyes as I looked away.
"What do you expect from a casanova like him? He probably had checked you out once, too."
"EXO Baekhyun? Ha, never." Harin scoffs. "Give him a chance, Y/n. He had his eyes on you for years now, since you started working as a staff."
I spared Harin a familiar look that I don't want to continue with this kind of conversation, knowing where the topic is going.
