The Boy Who Never Die (Chanyeol/Baekhyun)
Title: The Boy Who Never Die
Pairing: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Rating: PG-15
Summary: Baekhyun was a killer that was hired to kill Chanyeol but he was a boy who never dies.
He managed to creep into the room without making any unnecessary sound. He stood by the bedside, looking at the figure sleeping on the bed. He looked at the figure’s face, making sure he was the victim that he was paid to kill.
Park Chanyeol, a normal university student. He wasn’t the son of some big companies, neither was he famous for his brain or any next-gen invention. Paying almost half a billion won to kill a normal guy like him seemed a little too much. Baekhyun couldn’t really understand why that person wanted him died but since he was hired, he is in no position to ask why. He raised his knife and stabbed right in his brain, he then raised his knife again before stabbing straight at his heart.
“Sorry…” he muttered softly before running away without looking back.
Baekhyun was a normal university student with an abnormal part time job. If it wasn’t because he needs the money urgently, he might not even consider about joining the cooperation as a killer like his family members. Now he only needed to wait for another year before he can officially resign from his position.
He was walking along the corridor in the school as usual until he felt a tap on his shoulder.
“Hello!” the stranger greeted him warmly. His eyes widen in disbelief, he was the guy from last night. The guy that he sure he had killed last night. He doesn’t remember reading about his target having a twin or a brother.
“You sure had a lot of strength when you stab-“ Before Chanyeol could even continue his sentence, Baekhyun immediately cover the taller latter's mouth and dragged Chanyeol to the nearest toilet. After making sure the toilet was empty, he then let go of the grip on Chanyeol..
“Why are you still alive?” Chanyeol smiled brightly after hearing his question.
“You don’t know?” Chanyeol pouted slightly at his question.
“What else is there I need to know about you?” He raised his eyebrow. Unless Chanyeol was someone with special power that he needs to make an extra effort to kill him.
“I don't die, I only bleed.” He said it as if it was something normal when it wasn’t.
“I don’t believe you.” Baekhyun pulled out a knife from nowhere and stabbed into Chanyeol’s head before he could even say no. Blood was flowing profusely from the area where Baekhyun stabbed. Chanyeol only winced in pain before he quickly pulled the knife out of his brain.
“It hurts.” Chanyeol bend over to prevent the blood from staining his clothes. Baekhyun just gaped in awe. He cannot believe what he had just witness. Someone actually can still survive even after stabbing in his brain. As if he was a super human or ghost. It would be a nightmare if a zombie apocalypse were to happen. He would be a zombie that doesn’t die.
“Who are you?” Baekhyun took a step back to look at the tall latter in front of him.
“Park Chanyeol.” He then flashes his smile with his toothy grin. It was Baekhyun’s first time dealing with such a situation that his target he tried to kill survived. It made it even worse that he knows his identity.
“Just pretend you don’t know me and I haven’t tried to kill you.” He wanted to walk away quickly but he was pulled back by the target.
“Are you going to leave me like that?” Chanyeol pointed at himself. Despite the fact that he was wearing something over his t-shirt, his t-shirt was still slightly stained with his own blood. Baekhyun couldn't deny he was the one responsible for the mess. He sighed as took off his jacket.
“It might be a little small for you but at least it will cover the blood stain.” He then placed it on the sink before walking out of the toilet.
After that day onwards, it was only then they realize their path has crossed since a long time ago. They were in the same class for most of the subjects. They even lived only a few streets away from each other. Chanyeol started following the killer around like a puppy, perhaps a huge size beagle would be a more appropriate description for him.
“I didn’t know you were so close with him.” Kyungsoo commented. It was rare to see Baekhyun hanging out with someone else.
“We aren’t.”Baekhyun denied. He believed deeply that they are only close in distance and not in friendship.
“You even lend him your jacket.” Baekhyun never lent anyone his clothes so Kyungsoo came up with a conclusion that Chanyeol was someone close to him. Baekhyun sighed thinking about how to explain the whole situation to him.
“It’s a long story.”
“Oh, isn’t he the target you were assigned to?” He remembered seeing his profile on Baekhyun’s desk when he was tidying up his messy room.
“Another long story.” It was the first time Kyungsoo witness Baekhyun being so helpless over something which made him really curious about this guy called Park Chanyeol. Kyungsoo laughed and looked at the tall giant who was sitting at the back making his way over.
“Tell me all about it when you’re free. He’s coming over now.” Kyungsoo packed up and left.
Baekhyun was used to being alone. He couldn’t get used to having another person joining him in his own world. Even Kyungsoo knows when to leave him alone and when to join him in his own little world.
“Baekie~”Baekhyun couldn’t take it anymore and turned around to look at Chanyeol.
“Why are you here again?” Chanyeol has been around him for three days now and Baekhyun felt that it enough. He had returned his jacket, he shouldn’t have any reason to come close to him.
“Because you are the only one I came to know.” He muttered softly not wanting other people to overhear their conversation. Baekhyun sighed. It’s against his principle to tell the victim or victim’s family who paid to kill the victim. The whole reason why Chanyeol still bugged him might be because he wants to know who paid to kill him.
“No matter how you bug me, I won’t tell you who paid me to kill you.” He then stuffed his book in his bag.
“I know. It’s okay. I just want to find a friend to hang out with.” Baekhyun was a little surprised at his answer, which made him feel a little guilty in his heart.
“I’m not the kind of friend you are looking for.” He then slings his bag around his shoulder and looked at the taller male.
“Who knows? You never even tried.” Chanyeol looked at him with those innocent puppy eyes. He wasn’t wrong when he called him a beagle. Baekhyun sighed in defeat to the pair of puppy eyes and agreed to try just this time. To be Chanyeol’s friend.
Because they were friends now, Chanyeol insist that they should walk home together. Baekhyun only agreed to walk home with Chanyeol with one condition which was that their destination would be at Chanyeol’s house. Chanyeol tried to protest because he wanted to walk Baekhyun home but Baekhyun threaten him to agree to it.
“Does anyone know about your secret?” Chanyeol started pondering, making a list of people who knows his condition. There weren’t a lot of chances in his life to get hurt badly. It not like he was a sadist and tries to kill himself every now and then but he did play sick tricks like walking around with knives stuck on his body during Halloween though.
“My family, my roommates, a few robbers and you. I think that’s all. Unless there are people who witness it, I don’t think there’s anyone else.” He recalled.
“A few robbers?”
“I was robbed occasionally when I was young since I was fat and short.” He pouted. A few night going home with blood stained clothes, scaring strangers along the way as a ghost that came back to earth to haunt people.
“You were fat and short?” Baekhyun laughed as he imagined how he looked like if he was short and fat. He won’t be a beagle, he would be a bulldog. It was hard to imagine someone tall and skinny was fat and short once.
“Yeah, about your height, double your size.” Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun and started measuring his height.
“Yah! My height isn’t considered short! It’s average!” Baekhyun gave a heavy punch on Chanyeol’s arm. Chanyeol only laugh it off.
After sending Chanyeol home, Baekhyun made his way back home.
“I remember all your targets don't live more than three days.” Kyungsoo pointed to Chanyeol’s profile that was place on the coffee table. Baekhyun sighed slightly and plopped himself down on the nearest couch. It was true that once Baekhyun accepts a job, his target doesn’t live longer than three days. Chanyeol was the only exception.
“Well… He is a little different.”
“Different in what sense? You knew him before you accepted the job?” Baekhyun shook his head. Logically he should have known him because they share almost the same timetable, but because of his introvert personality he didn’t.
“No. It just that he don’t die.”
“What?!”
Baekhyun told Kyungsoo the whole story of how he tried to kill him but failed and somehow after this ordeal they so they became friends.
“Hmmm… Did the person try contacting you again?” Baekhyun shook his head. Baekhyun was surprised too that the person didn’t called him to ask him when he was going to kill Chanyeol. It has been a week since his request.
“Nope, he didn’t.” He didn’t receive the money so killing Chanyeol wasn’t in his to-do-list at the moment. It was still okay for them to be friends and hang out together.
“Once the two of you become friends, it would be harder for you to kill him when your client gets back to you.” Baekhyun knows. He’s not like other killers where he throws away feelings and emotions. Every time he kills someone, he’ll try to avoid anything that is related to the target. It was because he didn’t want to know how much his target’s disappearance has impacted people around him.
“I’ll reject the job when that time comes.” There was no way he can kill him without knowing a way to kill him while he was in his special condition and not because he didn’t want to lose a friend.
He managed to escape from Chanyeol because of the difference in a few subject. He was enjoying the rare silence he has away from the low hoarse voice. He was sitting in the music room, playing random song using the piano and singing to it.
“You know, with that voice of yours, you can consider being a singer rather than a professional killer.” The door flew opened once he finished singing the song.
“Chanyeol?” Baekhyun turned around to look at Chanyeol who was standing by the door.
“But you need to work on your piano skills.” He then closed the door behind him and walked towards brunette.
“How do you know I’m here?” He was surprised at his sudden appearance. He remembered he didn’t tell Chanyeol about his whereabouts after school today.
“Well… I’m here for guitar practice.” He then placed the guitar in front of him which he saw him carrying around this morning.
“Oh…” Chanyeol didn’t even ask and sat down beside Baekhyun on the bench in front of the piano.
“How about you sing and I’ll play the song that you were singing just now?” He started stretching his arms and fingers a little.
“You know how to play piano too?” Chanyeol nodded and grinned proudly.
“If you teach me, I’ll consider not killing you.”
“Deal!” Chanyeol agreed enthusiastically.
The rain started to pour when his last lesson ended. Baekhyun looked out the window and sighed and the rain doesn’t seem like it will be stopping anything time soon. Thunders were roaring throughout the sky, he might need to wait for a few hours if he doesn’t want get caught in the rain. Chanyeol made his way to his seat and tapped lightly on his shoulder.
“It’s raining.” Baekhyun sighed and started packing his bag.
“Don’t worry. I got an umbrella that we can share.” Chanyeol then waved the umbrella in his hands.
After reaching the school gate, Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun and pulled him closer to his body. He then held the umbrella between them. It was the first time Baekhyun felt rather small around Chanyeol. In the past even if he stood beside Chanyeol, he never felt this small around him. Unknowingly they reached Chanyeol’s apartment.
“You can take my umbrella with you. Just return it to me tomorrow.” It was on then Baekhyun realized Chanyeol was wet.
“You are wet.” Looking at how wet Chanyeol was, Baekhyun felt guilty.
“Don’t worry about me, my house is just above. Bye!” He waved.
It was a rather quiet morning without the huge beagle following Baekhyun around. Baekhyun kind of felt empty. Perhaps it was because he was too used to the huge beagle following him around while blabbering stuff that he never listened to. It was only when he made his way to his locker he saw him walking around with a red nose just like a reindeer. Before he can even come close to him, Chanyeol pushed him an arm’s length away.
“I caught a cold so don’t come close to me.” Chanyeol explained.
“You can catch a cold? For someone who doesn’t die from stabbing in his heart or brain can actually catch a cold?” Baekhyun muttered loud enough for only Chanyeol to hear. Chanyeol nodded seriously.
“Didn’t you bath immediately when you get home? Or you’re that kind that catches a cold easily?”Chanyeol shook his head.
“I forgot to bring my keys so I waited for an hour before my roommate gets home.” Baekhyun frowned a little. If he had stayed for a little while more to make sure Chanyeol get home, he might not have catch a cold.
“Wait but doesn’t that mean you will die of illnesses?” If he can catch a cold, he might be able to die due to illness.
“I don’t think so. There’s no one in my family actually died because of an illness. I’ll be fine after a day.” Chanyeol reassured. Baekhyun frowned slightly but soon regained his usual expression.
“Bend down a little.” Chanyeol obedient lowered himself. Baekhyun took off his own blue scarf and wrapped around him.
“This should keep you warm for the day.” It was the first time Chanyeol smelt the faint mint scent on the shorter male’s body.
Chanyeol managed to convince Baekhyun to have lunch together. They sat down around the table in the canteen, he then put started unpacking the lunch boxes he prepared.
“You’re too skinny for your height. So I decided to cook for you.” Baekhyun gaped in awe. He never expected Chanyeol to be this good at cooking.
“You know how to cook, you know how to play different instrument. You should be quite popular among the ladies, why are you still alone?” He then took another bite on the chicken wing.
“Because I already have someone in my heart.” He declared proudly.
“Really? Then why are you still with me for almost 24/7? You should use your time on that special someone.”
“I am, because that person is you.” Baekhyun almost choked on the food that was in his mouth. He started coughing.
“What?”
“Baekhyun-ah… I love you. I fell in love with you the moment I got my eyes on you.” Chanyeol was anticipating Baekhyun’s reaction. Be it a rejection or acceptance he was ready for it.
“Are you a masochist?” It was a replied that he has not expected to hear.
“Huh?”
“You fell in love after I stabbed you?”
Nothing much had changed between them after Chanyeol’s confession. It was the best outcome that Chanyeol could have after getting rejected. Although occasionally he would mock at him for being a masochist, he liked how they are now. He was glad that Baekhyun didn’t change around him neither did he avoid him, he was still him.
“Stop staring at me.” Baekhyun whispered softly. Chanyeol has been staring at him since the start of the lesson and it was getting the lecturer’s attention.
“I like you, Baekhyun-ah.” Chanyeol whispered back. Baekhyun almost flare up when he heard him confessing again. Chanyeol wasn’t listening to what he was saying.
“But it doesn’t give you the right to not pay attention in class. Pay attention if not I’m not going home with you today.” Baekhyhun threatened. With that Chanyeol immediately turned his eyes to the screen but his mind was still on Baekhyun.
It was rare for Baekhyun to be sick, since he’s a professional killer. Keeping fit and healthy was a norm to him. Kyungsoo stood by the bed and looked at Baekhyun lying lifelessly in bed. He took his temperature again. He frowned slightly at the result. He was still running high temperature even after seeing the doctor and taking his medicine.
“Are you going to be fine alone?” He stood by the bed to see Baekhyun snuggling tiredly in his pillows. Kyungsoo wanted to stay at home to take care of Baekhyun but he has an important mission later in the day. He felt uneasy to leave him alone in the house while he’s still running a high fever.
“I’ll survive.” Baekhyun assured before snuggling his whole body under the cover. Kyungsoo sighed and left.
He could vaguely remember someone was there taking care of him for the whole day yesterday. He slowly sat up on his bed. Something wet dropped on his lap, it was a towel. It was only then he realized he wasn’t the only one in the room. Chanyeol was sitting on the floor, resting his head on his bedside.
“Chanyeol?” Chanyeol shifted slightly after hearing Baekhyun calling his name. He rubbed his eyes and look at Baekhyun. He then sat down on his bed.
“You’re awake. Come, drink some water.” He passed him a glass of water before he reached out his hands, one to touch Baekhyun’s forehead, the other to touch his own.
“Your fever has gone down. That’s great.” He sighed in relieved.
“Why are you here?”
“Kyungsoo called me yesterday morning. He said he had to be somewhere and couldn’t be at home to take care of you. He’s worried that your fever might go up while he’s gone so he called me to come over to look after you for him.” He yawned after finishing his sentence.
“You want to eat something? You haven’t been eating much since yesterday.” Before Chanyeol could even get up to make something for Baekhyun, the shorter male grabbed his wrist and leaned his forehead gently against the giraffe’s shoulder.
“Thank you, Chanyeol.” He muttered.
Baekhyun doesn’t know if it was out of love or out of guilt that he finally agreed to sleepover at Chanyeol house.
“Take out your money or I’ll hurt you.” A robber jumped out from nowhere and stood in front of them blocking them. Baekhyun fist tightened and wanted to give the robber a little punishment for picking up the wrong group. Before he can even move closer, Chanyeol stood in front of him.
“I don’t have money, take my life instead.” Chanyeol grabbed the robber’s knife and stabbed at his own tummy. The robber immediately pulled his stained knife back and looked shockingly at Chanyeol. He started moaning in pain while pressing a hand over the wound. There was blood flowing from his wound. Baekhyun on the other hand quickly covered his mouth to hide away his smile.
“You… You…” He grunted painfully before collapsing on the ground while Baekhyun on the other hand tried very hard to hold back his laughter.
“What the hell?” The robber didn’t want to hurt anyone, he wanted to just threaten people to earn some quick bucks, watching how the situation turns for the worse and he immediately ran away.
“He’s gone, stop acting.” Chanyeol looked around before standing back up again.
“He’s gone? Well, Let’s go home!”
Baekhyun didn’t have a good view of his apartment the last time he came to his house to kill him. It wasn’t what Baekhyun was expecting. It wasn’t messy or dirty, neither was it too clean and neat. The moment he stepped in, it felt warm. Like home.
“My roommates are not around today so we can do movie or show marathon tonight.”
The two of them decided to watch The Walking Dead series on the television. Both of them were munching on the popcorn as they watch the last episode of The Walking Dead series on the television.
“Do you think you can cut my meat out and I don’t die due to loss of blood?” Chanyeol commented as he watched Rick bites and ripped a part of the man’s neck off from his body.
“Probably won’t. That time I stabbed you in your head but you didn’t die.” He replied calmly.
Then silence engulfed them again until there were another scene with human bones on the ground as the protagonist ran for their life.
“Do you think my meat will taste nice?” Chanyeol raised his hand out to let Baekhyun feel his muscles. Baekhyun pinched and squeeze a little. It was quite stiff, it might be due to the fact Chanyeol started to work out a little more recently.
“Doubt so.”
“You want to try? I’ll go get the knife.” Chanyeol wanted to get up from the couch to grab the knife in the kitchen. Baekhyun grabbed his arms before he could even leave the couch.
“What if it kills you?” Baekhyun’s tone became serious.
“Isn't that what you want?” It was true, it was what Baekhyun wanted at first but not anymore.
“It’s not what I want. It is what I need to do.” He corrected.
“So can I assume that you don’t want me to die?” Chanyeol looked hopefully at Baekhyun.
“Yes, I don’t want you to die.”
“I won’t, I promise.” He hugged Baekhyun tightly.
“What are you guys doing!” The group of students immediately ran off when they heard Chanyeol shouting at them. Without a second thought, Chanyeol jumped down from the third floor. He winced in pain as he landed on the ground. Baekhyun immediately ran towards him to check on him.
“Are you crazy?” Despite being in pain, Chanyeol managed to smile at Baekhyun.
“I just want to protect you…”
“I know that you don’t die but you still can break your leg. You want to be crippled for life?” Chanyeol just laughed.
“I won’t, don’t worry.” He replied weakly.
Even though Chanyeol asserted that he will be fine after a good night sleep but Baekhyun still insisted dragging him to his family doctor to do a checkup. After all, he did hurt his leg after jumping down from the third floor.
“How is he?” Baekhyun asked nervously. Joonmyun rotated Chanyeol’s legs roughly to see him flinching in pain.
“It hurts hyung.” Chanyeol pouted. Joonmyun then put down his leg.
“You know it hurts and yet you still do it. You’ll be fine tomorrow. Do you want me to prescribe some painkillers and sleeping pills for you for tonight?” Chanyeol nodded thinking that with his leg hurting like this, it would be hard for him to fall asleep.
“But he jumped from the third floor! Did he break any bone?”
“No. He’s fine.”
“Are you sure? You didn’t even do an X-ray scan on him.” Joonmyun rolled his eyes.
“With that kind of blood flowing in him, he won’t die. Even if he does get into a car accident, he’ll be fine.” Before Baekhyun could ask again, Chanyeol grabbed his arm and shook his head as a signal for Baekhyun to stop bugging his family doctor with anymore question.
“Don’t worry, I’ll feel all better tomorrow.” Baekhyun sighed.
It was another stay over weekend at Chanyeol’s house.
“You are not worried?” Chanyeol stopped munching on the Layers in his hands.
“What should I be worried for? Falling in love with you? Well I already fell too deep, it’s too late to worry now.” Before Chanyeol could even wrap his arms around Baekhyun, he had already moved away from his position. Having Chanyeol to touch him with the hands that he used to grab his chips was the last thing on his list.
“What I meant was, aren’t you worried that I might kill you again?” Chanyeol shook his head almost immediately.
“If you want to kill me, you would have killed me a long time ago…” Baekhyun raised one of his eyebrows which made Chanyeol rethink his statement. Baekhyun did tried to kill him once but failed because of his special condition. Baekhyun might try to kill him again.
“Oh wait, you did. Well, in that case I just make you fall in love with me then you won’t try to kill me.” He replied confidently. Baekhyun don’t know if Chanyeol was plainly stupid or overly optimistic.
He opened his email to only receive a notice from his client, Mr Kim. It was about canceling his request of killing Chanyeol. At that moment he felt relieved. He shut his notebook and lay down beside Chanyeol on the bed.
“The client decided not to kill you.”
“Really? That’s great!” Baekhyun didn’t look happy.
“Are you sure you are okay? What if he hired someone else to kill you?” Baekhyun was worried. If he can hire him, it means he can hire other people too.
“I won’t die, don’t worry.” He squeezed his hands a little to reassure him.
“But what if-”
“Tell you something I never told you.”
“?”
“I’ll die it just that I only die of old age.”
“Really? How do you know?” He immediately sat up on the bed and looked at Chanyeol.
“My grandpa, great grandpa, great great grandpa all died of old age. About 100 years old. So if you ever decided to be mine, you won’t need to worry that you will die alone.” Chanyeol confidently announced.
“What if I lived longer than 100 years old?” Although it was a hysterical question, Baekhyun looked serious when he asked him.
“You’re right… Wait… Does it mean you are willing to be with me?” His face brightens up almost immediately when his brain finished processing his previous sentence. It was the only time that Chanyeol’s brain process information faster than usual.
“That's not the main point here.” Baekhyun tried to deny and looked away..
“Then what do you meant by if you lived longer than 100 years old?” Baekhyun flushed in red. Chanyeol was right, he did want to be with Chanyeol but he didn’t want to acknowledge it. He pulled the blanket over his head and turned his back against Chanyeol.
“I don’t want to talk about it” Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun.
“I love you, Baekhyun-ah.” He whispered so gently in his ears.
Even though the client canceled his request, Baekhyun was still a little worried. What if the person finds someone with magic? It might sounded too fantasy but if someone like Chanyeol exist, someone who knows magic might exist too. He couldn’t take the risk. He asked for their hacker, Kim Jongdae, for help to search for the true identity of the client.
“He’s quite careful, but there’s nothing I can’t do.” He threw the file on the table in front of Baekhyun.
“Thanks.” Baekhyun gratefully took the file that was on the table.
“You’ll be shock to know who is Mr Kim.” Jongdae added.
Baekhyun was absolutely stunned when he opened file and saw Chanyeol’s information. It then dawn on him. His room was too dark for Chanyeol to be able to recognize him. He might have known him before he attempted to kill him. But why did he do that?
He went to Chanyeol’s apartment as usual to spend a night there but he couldn’t help but to keep thinking about it. Why was he Mr Kim? Why did he request him to kill himself? It doesn’t make sense. Chanyeol noticed his changed after meeting a friend at a café. It just that Chanyeol chose not to voice out anything.
“Something wrong, you seem lost in your thought the whole day?” Chanyeol finally asked and hugged him from behind.
“Is it you, Chanyeol?”
“Is it what?” Baekhyun turned around to look at Chanyeol.
“Are you the one that hire me to kill you?” Chanyeol pursed his lips, didn’t know how to answer Baekhyun.
“Don’t lie to me Chanyeol, you promise that you won’t ever lie to me.”
“Yes. It’s me.”
“Why did you hire me to kill you?”
“If I told you I admired you since a long time ago, would you believe it? The whole reason why I hire you was to find a reason to get close to you. Will you believe me?”
“What if I really kill you?”
“That means I’m not worthy enough for you.”
“Chanyeol...”
“Baekhyun-ah, I love you. I fell in love with you since a long time ago.”
“Pabo. Pabo.”
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Take it as Chanyeol's birthday fic. I know I never wrote one for Baekhyun because I always have this habit of procrastination and severe case of writer's block.
Hope you enjoy!
Pairing: Chanyeol/Baekhyun
Rating: PG-15
Summary: Baekhyun was a killer that was hired to kill Chanyeol but he was a boy who never dies.
He managed to creep into the room without making any unnecessary sound. He stood by the bedside, looking at the figure sleeping on the bed. He looked at the figure’s face, making sure he was the victim that he was paid to kill.
Park Chanyeol, a normal university student. He wasn’t the son of some big companies, neither was he famous for his brain or any next-gen invention. Paying almost half a billion won to kill a normal guy like him seemed a little too much. Baekhyun couldn’t really understand why that person wanted him died but since he was hired, he is in no position to ask why. He raised his knife and stabbed right in his brain, he then raised his knife again before stabbing straight at his heart.
“Sorry…” he muttered softly before running away without looking back.
Baekhyun was a normal university student with an abnormal part time job. If it wasn’t because he needs the money urgently, he might not even consider about joining the cooperation as a killer like his family members. Now he only needed to wait for another year before he can officially resign from his position.
He was walking along the corridor in the school as usual until he felt a tap on his shoulder.
“Hello!” the stranger greeted him warmly. His eyes widen in disbelief, he was the guy from last night. The guy that he sure he had killed last night. He doesn’t remember reading about his target having a twin or a brother.
“You sure had a lot of strength when you stab-“ Before Chanyeol could even continue his sentence, Baekhyun immediately cover the taller latter's mouth and dragged Chanyeol to the nearest toilet. After making sure the toilet was empty, he then let go of the grip on Chanyeol..
“Why are you still alive?” Chanyeol smiled brightly after hearing his question.
“You don’t know?” Chanyeol pouted slightly at his question.
“What else is there I need to know about you?” He raised his eyebrow. Unless Chanyeol was someone with special power that he needs to make an extra effort to kill him.
“I don't die, I only bleed.” He said it as if it was something normal when it wasn’t.
“I don’t believe you.” Baekhyun pulled out a knife from nowhere and stabbed into Chanyeol’s head before he could even say no. Blood was flowing profusely from the area where Baekhyun stabbed. Chanyeol only winced in pain before he quickly pulled the knife out of his brain.
“It hurts.” Chanyeol bend over to prevent the blood from staining his clothes. Baekhyun just gaped in awe. He cannot believe what he had just witness. Someone actually can still survive even after stabbing in his brain. As if he was a super human or ghost. It would be a nightmare if a zombie apocalypse were to happen. He would be a zombie that doesn’t die.
“Who are you?” Baekhyun took a step back to look at the tall latter in front of him.
“Park Chanyeol.” He then flashes his smile with his toothy grin. It was Baekhyun’s first time dealing with such a situation that his target he tried to kill survived. It made it even worse that he knows his identity.
“Just pretend you don’t know me and I haven’t tried to kill you.” He wanted to walk away quickly but he was pulled back by the target.
“Are you going to leave me like that?” Chanyeol pointed at himself. Despite the fact that he was wearing something over his t-shirt, his t-shirt was still slightly stained with his own blood. Baekhyun couldn't deny he was the one responsible for the mess. He sighed as took off his jacket.
“It might be a little small for you but at least it will cover the blood stain.” He then placed it on the sink before walking out of the toilet.
After that day onwards, it was only then they realize their path has crossed since a long time ago. They were in the same class for most of the subjects. They even lived only a few streets away from each other. Chanyeol started following the killer around like a puppy, perhaps a huge size beagle would be a more appropriate description for him.
“I didn’t know you were so close with him.” Kyungsoo commented. It was rare to see Baekhyun hanging out with someone else.
“We aren’t.”Baekhyun denied. He believed deeply that they are only close in distance and not in friendship.
“You even lend him your jacket.” Baekhyun never lent anyone his clothes so Kyungsoo came up with a conclusion that Chanyeol was someone close to him. Baekhyun sighed thinking about how to explain the whole situation to him.
“It’s a long story.”
“Oh, isn’t he the target you were assigned to?” He remembered seeing his profile on Baekhyun’s desk when he was tidying up his messy room.
“Another long story.” It was the first time Kyungsoo witness Baekhyun being so helpless over something which made him really curious about this guy called Park Chanyeol. Kyungsoo laughed and looked at the tall giant who was sitting at the back making his way over.
“Tell me all about it when you’re free. He’s coming over now.” Kyungsoo packed up and left.
Baekhyun was used to being alone. He couldn’t get used to having another person joining him in his own world. Even Kyungsoo knows when to leave him alone and when to join him in his own little world.
“Baekie~”Baekhyun couldn’t take it anymore and turned around to look at Chanyeol.
“Why are you here again?” Chanyeol has been around him for three days now and Baekhyun felt that it enough. He had returned his jacket, he shouldn’t have any reason to come close to him.
“Because you are the only one I came to know.” He muttered softly not wanting other people to overhear their conversation. Baekhyun sighed. It’s against his principle to tell the victim or victim’s family who paid to kill the victim. The whole reason why Chanyeol still bugged him might be because he wants to know who paid to kill him.
“No matter how you bug me, I won’t tell you who paid me to kill you.” He then stuffed his book in his bag.
“I know. It’s okay. I just want to find a friend to hang out with.” Baekhyun was a little surprised at his answer, which made him feel a little guilty in his heart.
“I’m not the kind of friend you are looking for.” He then slings his bag around his shoulder and looked at the taller male.
“Who knows? You never even tried.” Chanyeol looked at him with those innocent puppy eyes. He wasn’t wrong when he called him a beagle. Baekhyun sighed in defeat to the pair of puppy eyes and agreed to try just this time. To be Chanyeol’s friend.
Because they were friends now, Chanyeol insist that they should walk home together. Baekhyun only agreed to walk home with Chanyeol with one condition which was that their destination would be at Chanyeol’s house. Chanyeol tried to protest because he wanted to walk Baekhyun home but Baekhyun threaten him to agree to it.
“Does anyone know about your secret?” Chanyeol started pondering, making a list of people who knows his condition. There weren’t a lot of chances in his life to get hurt badly. It not like he was a sadist and tries to kill himself every now and then but he did play sick tricks like walking around with knives stuck on his body during Halloween though.
“My family, my roommates, a few robbers and you. I think that’s all. Unless there are people who witness it, I don’t think there’s anyone else.” He recalled.
“A few robbers?”
“I was robbed occasionally when I was young since I was fat and short.” He pouted. A few night going home with blood stained clothes, scaring strangers along the way as a ghost that came back to earth to haunt people.
“You were fat and short?” Baekhyun laughed as he imagined how he looked like if he was short and fat. He won’t be a beagle, he would be a bulldog. It was hard to imagine someone tall and skinny was fat and short once.
“Yeah, about your height, double your size.” Chanyeol looked at Baekhyun and started measuring his height.
“Yah! My height isn’t considered short! It’s average!” Baekhyun gave a heavy punch on Chanyeol’s arm. Chanyeol only laugh it off.
After sending Chanyeol home, Baekhyun made his way back home.
“I remember all your targets don't live more than three days.” Kyungsoo pointed to Chanyeol’s profile that was place on the coffee table. Baekhyun sighed slightly and plopped himself down on the nearest couch. It was true that once Baekhyun accepts a job, his target doesn’t live longer than three days. Chanyeol was the only exception.
“Well… He is a little different.”
“Different in what sense? You knew him before you accepted the job?” Baekhyun shook his head. Logically he should have known him because they share almost the same timetable, but because of his introvert personality he didn’t.
“No. It just that he don’t die.”
“What?!”
Baekhyun told Kyungsoo the whole story of how he tried to kill him but failed and somehow after this ordeal they so they became friends.
“Hmmm… Did the person try contacting you again?” Baekhyun shook his head. Baekhyun was surprised too that the person didn’t called him to ask him when he was going to kill Chanyeol. It has been a week since his request.
“Nope, he didn’t.” He didn’t receive the money so killing Chanyeol wasn’t in his to-do-list at the moment. It was still okay for them to be friends and hang out together.
“Once the two of you become friends, it would be harder for you to kill him when your client gets back to you.” Baekhyun knows. He’s not like other killers where he throws away feelings and emotions. Every time he kills someone, he’ll try to avoid anything that is related to the target. It was because he didn’t want to know how much his target’s disappearance has impacted people around him.
“I’ll reject the job when that time comes.” There was no way he can kill him without knowing a way to kill him while he was in his special condition and not because he didn’t want to lose a friend.
He managed to escape from Chanyeol because of the difference in a few subject. He was enjoying the rare silence he has away from the low hoarse voice. He was sitting in the music room, playing random song using the piano and singing to it.
“You know, with that voice of yours, you can consider being a singer rather than a professional killer.” The door flew opened once he finished singing the song.
“Chanyeol?” Baekhyun turned around to look at Chanyeol who was standing by the door.
“But you need to work on your piano skills.” He then closed the door behind him and walked towards brunette.
“How do you know I’m here?” He was surprised at his sudden appearance. He remembered he didn’t tell Chanyeol about his whereabouts after school today.
“Well… I’m here for guitar practice.” He then placed the guitar in front of him which he saw him carrying around this morning.
“Oh…” Chanyeol didn’t even ask and sat down beside Baekhyun on the bench in front of the piano.
“How about you sing and I’ll play the song that you were singing just now?” He started stretching his arms and fingers a little.
“You know how to play piano too?” Chanyeol nodded and grinned proudly.
“If you teach me, I’ll consider not killing you.”
“Deal!” Chanyeol agreed enthusiastically.
The rain started to pour when his last lesson ended. Baekhyun looked out the window and sighed and the rain doesn’t seem like it will be stopping anything time soon. Thunders were roaring throughout the sky, he might need to wait for a few hours if he doesn’t want get caught in the rain. Chanyeol made his way to his seat and tapped lightly on his shoulder.
“It’s raining.” Baekhyun sighed and started packing his bag.
“Don’t worry. I got an umbrella that we can share.” Chanyeol then waved the umbrella in his hands.
After reaching the school gate, Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun and pulled him closer to his body. He then held the umbrella between them. It was the first time Baekhyun felt rather small around Chanyeol. In the past even if he stood beside Chanyeol, he never felt this small around him. Unknowingly they reached Chanyeol’s apartment.
“You can take my umbrella with you. Just return it to me tomorrow.” It was on then Baekhyun realized Chanyeol was wet.
“You are wet.” Looking at how wet Chanyeol was, Baekhyun felt guilty.
“Don’t worry about me, my house is just above. Bye!” He waved.
It was a rather quiet morning without the huge beagle following Baekhyun around. Baekhyun kind of felt empty. Perhaps it was because he was too used to the huge beagle following him around while blabbering stuff that he never listened to. It was only when he made his way to his locker he saw him walking around with a red nose just like a reindeer. Before he can even come close to him, Chanyeol pushed him an arm’s length away.
“I caught a cold so don’t come close to me.” Chanyeol explained.
“You can catch a cold? For someone who doesn’t die from stabbing in his heart or brain can actually catch a cold?” Baekhyun muttered loud enough for only Chanyeol to hear. Chanyeol nodded seriously.
“Didn’t you bath immediately when you get home? Or you’re that kind that catches a cold easily?”Chanyeol shook his head.
“I forgot to bring my keys so I waited for an hour before my roommate gets home.” Baekhyun frowned a little. If he had stayed for a little while more to make sure Chanyeol get home, he might not have catch a cold.
“Wait but doesn’t that mean you will die of illnesses?” If he can catch a cold, he might be able to die due to illness.
“I don’t think so. There’s no one in my family actually died because of an illness. I’ll be fine after a day.” Chanyeol reassured. Baekhyun frowned slightly but soon regained his usual expression.
“Bend down a little.” Chanyeol obedient lowered himself. Baekhyun took off his own blue scarf and wrapped around him.
“This should keep you warm for the day.” It was the first time Chanyeol smelt the faint mint scent on the shorter male’s body.
Chanyeol managed to convince Baekhyun to have lunch together. They sat down around the table in the canteen, he then put started unpacking the lunch boxes he prepared.
“You’re too skinny for your height. So I decided to cook for you.” Baekhyun gaped in awe. He never expected Chanyeol to be this good at cooking.
“You know how to cook, you know how to play different instrument. You should be quite popular among the ladies, why are you still alone?” He then took another bite on the chicken wing.
“Because I already have someone in my heart.” He declared proudly.
“Really? Then why are you still with me for almost 24/7? You should use your time on that special someone.”
“I am, because that person is you.” Baekhyun almost choked on the food that was in his mouth. He started coughing.
“What?”
“Baekhyun-ah… I love you. I fell in love with you the moment I got my eyes on you.” Chanyeol was anticipating Baekhyun’s reaction. Be it a rejection or acceptance he was ready for it.
“Are you a masochist?” It was a replied that he has not expected to hear.
“Huh?”
“You fell in love after I stabbed you?”
Nothing much had changed between them after Chanyeol’s confession. It was the best outcome that Chanyeol could have after getting rejected. Although occasionally he would mock at him for being a masochist, he liked how they are now. He was glad that Baekhyun didn’t change around him neither did he avoid him, he was still him.
“Stop staring at me.” Baekhyun whispered softly. Chanyeol has been staring at him since the start of the lesson and it was getting the lecturer’s attention.
“I like you, Baekhyun-ah.” Chanyeol whispered back. Baekhyun almost flare up when he heard him confessing again. Chanyeol wasn’t listening to what he was saying.
“But it doesn’t give you the right to not pay attention in class. Pay attention if not I’m not going home with you today.” Baekhyhun threatened. With that Chanyeol immediately turned his eyes to the screen but his mind was still on Baekhyun.
It was rare for Baekhyun to be sick, since he’s a professional killer. Keeping fit and healthy was a norm to him. Kyungsoo stood by the bed and looked at Baekhyun lying lifelessly in bed. He took his temperature again. He frowned slightly at the result. He was still running high temperature even after seeing the doctor and taking his medicine.
“Are you going to be fine alone?” He stood by the bed to see Baekhyun snuggling tiredly in his pillows. Kyungsoo wanted to stay at home to take care of Baekhyun but he has an important mission later in the day. He felt uneasy to leave him alone in the house while he’s still running a high fever.
“I’ll survive.” Baekhyun assured before snuggling his whole body under the cover. Kyungsoo sighed and left.
He could vaguely remember someone was there taking care of him for the whole day yesterday. He slowly sat up on his bed. Something wet dropped on his lap, it was a towel. It was only then he realized he wasn’t the only one in the room. Chanyeol was sitting on the floor, resting his head on his bedside.
“Chanyeol?” Chanyeol shifted slightly after hearing Baekhyun calling his name. He rubbed his eyes and look at Baekhyun. He then sat down on his bed.
“You’re awake. Come, drink some water.” He passed him a glass of water before he reached out his hands, one to touch Baekhyun’s forehead, the other to touch his own.
“Your fever has gone down. That’s great.” He sighed in relieved.
“Why are you here?”
“Kyungsoo called me yesterday morning. He said he had to be somewhere and couldn’t be at home to take care of you. He’s worried that your fever might go up while he’s gone so he called me to come over to look after you for him.” He yawned after finishing his sentence.
“You want to eat something? You haven’t been eating much since yesterday.” Before Chanyeol could even get up to make something for Baekhyun, the shorter male grabbed his wrist and leaned his forehead gently against the giraffe’s shoulder.
“Thank you, Chanyeol.” He muttered.
Baekhyun doesn’t know if it was out of love or out of guilt that he finally agreed to sleepover at Chanyeol house.
“Take out your money or I’ll hurt you.” A robber jumped out from nowhere and stood in front of them blocking them. Baekhyun fist tightened and wanted to give the robber a little punishment for picking up the wrong group. Before he can even move closer, Chanyeol stood in front of him.
“I don’t have money, take my life instead.” Chanyeol grabbed the robber’s knife and stabbed at his own tummy. The robber immediately pulled his stained knife back and looked shockingly at Chanyeol. He started moaning in pain while pressing a hand over the wound. There was blood flowing from his wound. Baekhyun on the other hand quickly covered his mouth to hide away his smile.
“You… You…” He grunted painfully before collapsing on the ground while Baekhyun on the other hand tried very hard to hold back his laughter.
“What the hell?” The robber didn’t want to hurt anyone, he wanted to just threaten people to earn some quick bucks, watching how the situation turns for the worse and he immediately ran away.
“He’s gone, stop acting.” Chanyeol looked around before standing back up again.
“He’s gone? Well, Let’s go home!”
Baekhyun didn’t have a good view of his apartment the last time he came to his house to kill him. It wasn’t what Baekhyun was expecting. It wasn’t messy or dirty, neither was it too clean and neat. The moment he stepped in, it felt warm. Like home.
“My roommates are not around today so we can do movie or show marathon tonight.”
The two of them decided to watch The Walking Dead series on the television. Both of them were munching on the popcorn as they watch the last episode of The Walking Dead series on the television.
“Do you think you can cut my meat out and I don’t die due to loss of blood?” Chanyeol commented as he watched Rick bites and ripped a part of the man’s neck off from his body.
“Probably won’t. That time I stabbed you in your head but you didn’t die.” He replied calmly.
Then silence engulfed them again until there were another scene with human bones on the ground as the protagonist ran for their life.
“Do you think my meat will taste nice?” Chanyeol raised his hand out to let Baekhyun feel his muscles. Baekhyun pinched and squeeze a little. It was quite stiff, it might be due to the fact Chanyeol started to work out a little more recently.
“Doubt so.”
“You want to try? I’ll go get the knife.” Chanyeol wanted to get up from the couch to grab the knife in the kitchen. Baekhyun grabbed his arms before he could even leave the couch.
“What if it kills you?” Baekhyun’s tone became serious.
“Isn't that what you want?” It was true, it was what Baekhyun wanted at first but not anymore.
“It’s not what I want. It is what I need to do.” He corrected.
“So can I assume that you don’t want me to die?” Chanyeol looked hopefully at Baekhyun.
“Yes, I don’t want you to die.”
“I won’t, I promise.” He hugged Baekhyun tightly.
“What are you guys doing!” The group of students immediately ran off when they heard Chanyeol shouting at them. Without a second thought, Chanyeol jumped down from the third floor. He winced in pain as he landed on the ground. Baekhyun immediately ran towards him to check on him.
“Are you crazy?” Despite being in pain, Chanyeol managed to smile at Baekhyun.
“I just want to protect you…”
“I know that you don’t die but you still can break your leg. You want to be crippled for life?” Chanyeol just laughed.
“I won’t, don’t worry.” He replied weakly.
Even though Chanyeol asserted that he will be fine after a good night sleep but Baekhyun still insisted dragging him to his family doctor to do a checkup. After all, he did hurt his leg after jumping down from the third floor.
“How is he?” Baekhyun asked nervously. Joonmyun rotated Chanyeol’s legs roughly to see him flinching in pain.
“It hurts hyung.” Chanyeol pouted. Joonmyun then put down his leg.
“You know it hurts and yet you still do it. You’ll be fine tomorrow. Do you want me to prescribe some painkillers and sleeping pills for you for tonight?” Chanyeol nodded thinking that with his leg hurting like this, it would be hard for him to fall asleep.
“But he jumped from the third floor! Did he break any bone?”
“No. He’s fine.”
“Are you sure? You didn’t even do an X-ray scan on him.” Joonmyun rolled his eyes.
“With that kind of blood flowing in him, he won’t die. Even if he does get into a car accident, he’ll be fine.” Before Baekhyun could ask again, Chanyeol grabbed his arm and shook his head as a signal for Baekhyun to stop bugging his family doctor with anymore question.
“Don’t worry, I’ll feel all better tomorrow.” Baekhyun sighed.
It was another stay over weekend at Chanyeol’s house.
“You are not worried?” Chanyeol stopped munching on the Layers in his hands.
“What should I be worried for? Falling in love with you? Well I already fell too deep, it’s too late to worry now.” Before Chanyeol could even wrap his arms around Baekhyun, he had already moved away from his position. Having Chanyeol to touch him with the hands that he used to grab his chips was the last thing on his list.
“What I meant was, aren’t you worried that I might kill you again?” Chanyeol shook his head almost immediately.
“If you want to kill me, you would have killed me a long time ago…” Baekhyun raised one of his eyebrows which made Chanyeol rethink his statement. Baekhyun did tried to kill him once but failed because of his special condition. Baekhyun might try to kill him again.
“Oh wait, you did. Well, in that case I just make you fall in love with me then you won’t try to kill me.” He replied confidently. Baekhyun don’t know if Chanyeol was plainly stupid or overly optimistic.
He opened his email to only receive a notice from his client, Mr Kim. It was about canceling his request of killing Chanyeol. At that moment he felt relieved. He shut his notebook and lay down beside Chanyeol on the bed.
“The client decided not to kill you.”
“Really? That’s great!” Baekhyun didn’t look happy.
“Are you sure you are okay? What if he hired someone else to kill you?” Baekhyun was worried. If he can hire him, it means he can hire other people too.
“I won’t die, don’t worry.” He squeezed his hands a little to reassure him.
“But what if-”
“Tell you something I never told you.”
“?”
“I’ll die it just that I only die of old age.”
“Really? How do you know?” He immediately sat up on the bed and looked at Chanyeol.
“My grandpa, great grandpa, great great grandpa all died of old age. About 100 years old. So if you ever decided to be mine, you won’t need to worry that you will die alone.” Chanyeol confidently announced.
“What if I lived longer than 100 years old?” Although it was a hysterical question, Baekhyun looked serious when he asked him.
“You’re right… Wait… Does it mean you are willing to be with me?” His face brightens up almost immediately when his brain finished processing his previous sentence. It was the only time that Chanyeol’s brain process information faster than usual.
“That's not the main point here.” Baekhyun tried to deny and looked away..
“Then what do you meant by if you lived longer than 100 years old?” Baekhyun flushed in red. Chanyeol was right, he did want to be with Chanyeol but he didn’t want to acknowledge it. He pulled the blanket over his head and turned his back against Chanyeol.
“I don’t want to talk about it” Chanyeol wrapped his arms around Baekhyun.
“I love you, Baekhyun-ah.” He whispered so gently in his ears.
Even though the client canceled his request, Baekhyun was still a little worried. What if the person finds someone with magic? It might sounded too fantasy but if someone like Chanyeol exist, someone who knows magic might exist too. He couldn’t take the risk. He asked for their hacker, Kim Jongdae, for help to search for the true identity of the client.
“He’s quite careful, but there’s nothing I can’t do.” He threw the file on the table in front of Baekhyun.
“Thanks.” Baekhyun gratefully took the file that was on the table.
“You’ll be shock to know who is Mr Kim.” Jongdae added.
Baekhyun was absolutely stunned when he opened file and saw Chanyeol’s information. It then dawn on him. His room was too dark for Chanyeol to be able to recognize him. He might have known him before he attempted to kill him. But why did he do that?
He went to Chanyeol’s apartment as usual to spend a night there but he couldn’t help but to keep thinking about it. Why was he Mr Kim? Why did he request him to kill himself? It doesn’t make sense. Chanyeol noticed his changed after meeting a friend at a café. It just that Chanyeol chose not to voice out anything.
“Something wrong, you seem lost in your thought the whole day?” Chanyeol finally asked and hugged him from behind.
“Is it you, Chanyeol?”
“Is it what?” Baekhyun turned around to look at Chanyeol.
“Are you the one that hire me to kill you?” Chanyeol pursed his lips, didn’t know how to answer Baekhyun.
“Don’t lie to me Chanyeol, you promise that you won’t ever lie to me.”
“Yes. It’s me.”
“Why did you hire me to kill you?”
“If I told you I admired you since a long time ago, would you believe it? The whole reason why I hire you was to find a reason to get close to you. Will you believe me?”
“What if I really kill you?”
“That means I’m not worthy enough for you.”
“Chanyeol...”
“Baekhyun-ah, I love you. I fell in love with you since a long time ago.”
“Pabo. Pabo.”
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Take it as Chanyeol's birthday fic. I know I never wrote one for Baekhyun because I always have this habit of procrastination and severe case of writer's block.
Hope you enjoy!