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A/N: Whoo!!! This was a lot to write! over 5000 words!!!! ngl i did kinda rush and i had no idea how to end it so i hope it came out well!!! i had a lot of fun writing this and i hope yall have just as much fun reading it!!! its 2 in the morn so im gonna go to bed but i really wanted to post this before so yeah. ENJOY!! THANK YOU AND PLEASE COMMENT HOW YOU FELT ABOUT IT!! i love your feedback!!! alrigh alright, you can read it now haha.I woke up and tried not to feel too disappointed when Baekhyun wasn’t there.He was always gone the next day.I couldn’t remember when our relationship had turned so casual. But here I was, naked, with only the purple markings on my skin as proof he was ever present. I thought that I would feel empty or disheartened by the fact that he never stayed, but I was used to it by now. It was familiar. It was routine.I went about my day and tried my hardest not to think about Baekhyun. Yet I found myself wondering how he got those cuts on his face, what he was doing currently, and if he would stop by my house again tonight. ~*~I got home later than usual with take out in one hand. My body ached and all I wanted to do was lay down and catch up on some drama that didn’t center on my own, but as soon as I opened the door, I saw Baekhyun sprawled across my couch.I froze and narrowed my eyes. “What are you doing here?” I asked him coldly.He sighed, as if this were a conversation he were tired of having. “If you didn’t want me here, you would have changed your locks, Love.”My nose scrunched up in disgust, “I’m not your love.”“Could have fooled me,” he said, sitting upright and tilting his head towards me. “With the way you were screaming my name last night.”“Fuck you,” I retorted, heading over to the kitchen to put down my food.“That’s exactly what you did, Love,” He called from his position on the couch.My hands curled into fists and I had to count to ten before returning to the living room, plopping beside him with my Styrofoam box in hand.I couldn’t resist stealing a glance at my ex. He was a breath away and his eyes were basically heating up my face how intensely he was watching me. I was right about him ogling; his deep brown eyes wandered across my features as if I held the world, and his lips were pulled up in a warm smile. I couldn’t help but to compare the man beside me with the one I had met nearly three years ago. He had more piercings now, they reflected off the lights overhead menacingly. He wore way more black than he did back in the day and his eyes had grown a lot colder, more solid and hard. There was an angry red scratch under his right eye; his jaw and the corner of his left eye were bruised slightly as well.Despite his newfound edge, he was just as beautiful.My heart began to beat a tad faster and I quickly returned my attention to my food.“Why are you here?” I asked again, changing the topic so my heart would calm the hell down.“I missed you,” he said, not missing a beat. His voice was gentle and I heard the sincerity.Nope. Time to change the topic again. “You really shouldn’t have beaten that guy up last night.”His eyes grew wide as he stiffened. “You heard?”My eyebrows furrowed and I took another bite of my food. “Heard? Baekhyun, I was there. You yanked the poor guy right off of me.”“Oh,” he said, relief evident in his body as he sunk back to his original posture. “I already apologized for that.”“I know. But that doesn’t change the fact it should have never happened.”He leaned back on the couch so I couldn’t see anything but his legs now. “That’s just what’s going to happen any time a guy that’s not me touches you at my bar, Baby.”I felt his index finger lightly trace up and down my hip and I tried not to fidget under his touch.Or worse, melt into it.“I might have gotten into deep shit after you left,” he whispered so lowly I almost didn’t catch it over the television.I nodded, “I figured. You look like shit.” “Sehun was flirting with the leader of the local gang’s girlfriend and he didn’t like that too much. Especially after he caught the two of them fucking in the bathroom….”“And so, of course, you had to rescue Sehun.”I felt him nod; his finger fell lower to trail the rim of my pants. “The leader promised that wasn’t the end.”I instantly lost my appetite. I tossed the box onto the table in front of me and stood up. I walked towards the kitchen, trying to get away from the man who seemed to only attract trouble.“This is exactly why….” I couldn’t even finish my sentence I was so pissed. I then remembered why I had left Baekhyun. Why I had to give up on a two-year relationship. Why I had to leave the love of my life.It was silent for a minute, Baekhyun watched me pace, waiting for me to finish my sentence.Once he realized I had no intention of talking he spoke up, “exactly why what?”I stopped my pacing and turned to stare incredulously at him. He still rested nonchalantly on the couch, as if he hadn’t just told me some big gangster wanted his head on a platter.“Why I ended it with you,” I stated loud and clear.His eyes met mine and they were hard again—dark with anger.“You knew what you were walking into the day you agreed to go out with me,” he replied, voice just as venomous as my own, though a lot calmer.I laughed bitterly. “I didn’t know how often I’d be licking your wounds, Baekhyun. I didn’t know I’d worry about you to the point that I would lose sleep, fearing you wouldn’t come home! I didn’t know you would pick your boys over me constantly! I didn’t know that I’d be falling for a man who didn’t give a fuck about how I felt! I just think its funny how you fight for your friends without hesitation, but you didn’t put in any effort for our relationship!”“Why do you think I’m here!?” He yelled. He stood up and stormed right up to me, his body centimeters away from mine. “I never wanted us to end. You were the one who decided you hated me!”I swallowed a hot comeback. His eyes were beginning to brim red and were glossy.He chuckled darkly, leaning away, “but I know you still love me. Cause, guess what? You are still licking my wounds, Baby.”And there was the Baekhyun I had learned to tolerate.“Get out,” I growled. He remained before me, having no intention of moving anytime soon. So I decided to help him out. I shoved him hard and then again, causing him to lose balance and tumble onto the couch. “Get out of my house! Get out of my life!”I hovered over him with the intent to hit him again, but he snatched my wrists and yanked me down so that I was lying across the couch. I wiggled my body in an attempt to slip out his grip, but he was strong. He pinned my wrists against the armrest and bent over me.Once I realized I wasn’t going to be able to break his hold, I went limp, giving up.He began laughing. I felt his breathe against my face as his shoulders bounced with his chuckles.He sighed like people do after having a nice laugh and shook his head. “Are you done?”“No.” My voice cracked.I felt his free hand rest on my cheek, his thumb rubbing away the warm salty liquid rolling down my temple.“Come on,” he cooed. “Look at me.”I hesitatingly did what he asked and regretted it instantly.His black hair was tousled and messy, falling over his eyes. His face was flushed and his smile was wide with delight, though it was slowly fading.“I think I owe you an apology,” he murmured.“You think?”He bit his lip and scanned my small living room, a place that was once ours. He at least had enough balls to look remorseful.“I remember the night that you left,” he whispered. He sounded broken and his nose was turning a brilliant pink. “I remember the weeks that followed. When you wouldn’t answer any of my calls.”He was straddling me, his legs on either side of my thighs and he leaned in so that our faces were centimeters apart. “Your smell still enveloped the apartment. It drove me crazy, because you were not here. I found myself calling you whenever I entered, but then I’d remember you left me. My heart broke every single time.”I wanted to look away, but his eyes were like glass magnets. About two months after I left, I was forced to talk to him after he had cornered me at my job. He told me that I could have the place and that all his stuff was already out. I always wondered why, but now I knew.“I know that I took you for granted,” he continued. “But I’m trying—you’ve got to believe me—I’m trying so hard to make it up to you, because I do love you. I never stopped. Not for a second.”I clenched my jaw to keep my emotions at bay. Why did he have to be like this? Why did he have to make me feel things that I had spent the last six months burying deep down within me, pretending they were never there to begin with?He pulled back a bit after his confession and finally scanned my body, taking in our position. I noticed his pupils dilate and lust was quickly taking over him.“One thing the two of us were always good at,” he began in a low voice that didn’t go unnoticed to me. “Was fighting.”It was as if our bodies were in sync. Or that I was very susceptible to his feelings, because as soon as the lust laced his voice, I felt myself began to react to him.I just really wanted him.“You always start it,” I said, my voice just above a whisper. I didn’t trust myself at that moment and knew he would notice my desire as quickly as I did his.It didn’t matter though, because as soon as our gazes locked, he knew.I watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed from his gulp and I shivered slightly.“How?” He asked. He bent down again and the tips of his hair tickled my chest. I tilted my head back unconsciously.“With your actions.” I explained, still trying to control my voice. “You always give me something to fight about.”“So…” He began, his tone seductive. His lips ghosted over my neck as his nose traced a vein. “Why don’t we start fighting for something that actually matters? Why don’t we start fighting for us?”I sighed, but it came out as a moan as he began sucking on my sensitive skin.I couldn’t even answer him. I was a mess underneath him, weak and ready to give him anything he wanted, but he was suddenly off of me.I sat up and stared in shock as I watched him collect his keys and phone from the table.“Just think about it, okay?” He asked. He leaned down to leave a chaste kiss on my lips then bent over the table once more to take a huge bite of my discarded food.“Where are you going?” I asked, hating the fear in my voice.He glanced back at me as he was walking towards the door, still chewing. “I know how you are. You need time to think about what I just told you. You have my number.”He paused once he opened the door. “Better yet, you know where I’ll be. Come find me. I’ll wait for you.”That last part meant more than I was willing to believe. He left right after, leaving me stunned on the couch.What was wrong with that man? I took a quick shower, using that time to ponder over what just happened. Baekhyun apologized for the way he had treated me in the last months we were together. Honestly, we were fine until he moved in. I always felt I rushed our relationship, but Hwasa always told me that it was not my fault. I was not the problem. She was right.But, if Baekhyun had changed, a second chance was on the table….I thought about the night before. How possessive Baekhyun got when he saw another man with me and how when he was in trouble, I was the first person he went to.All the same, my heart still beat achingly whenever I remembered all the shit he put me through.I didn’t think I would be able to go through that once again.One thing was painfully obvious: I was still insanely in love with Byun Baekhyun. I asked Hwasa to come over and when she did, I told her about the last twenty-four hours.She was not pleased, if the dark expression on her face was any indicator.“That’s not a good idea,” Hwasa said after I told her I was going back to the bar. I was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at my closet. Hwasa was pacing in front of me.“I know,” I cried, hiding my face in my hands.Hwasa glared at me, “then why are we having this conversation?! He says he’s trying, but like at what? Getting you back just so he can treat you like shit again? So he can ignore you and do the complete opposite of what you ask? He’s not going to change!”I sighed sharply. “That’s what my mind keeps telling me, Hwasa. But my heart is begging me to give him another chance.”“When is another enough?” Hwasa asked, stopping dead in her tracks. Her face was drawn down with pity. “I love you, Girl. I don’t want to see him hurt you again.”She plopped down beside me and wrapped her arms around me tightly, bringing me closer so that my head rested on her chest. When she talked again, her voice was as sharp as an icicle. “You two have sex and all of a sudden he wants you again.”I bit my lip. I didn’t want to tell her this, but knew I had to. “Well…. Last night wasn’t the first time Baekhyun and I have hooked up since the break up….”Her reaction came late, but once she realized what I meant she sat up straight, “what?”“I love him.” It was a lame excuse, but it was the truth. “I know it is stupid of me, but I couldn’t help it.”She took a long breath and let it out just as excruciatingly slow. “You love him,” she clarified. I nodded. She did as well, again, slowly. “And you believe he loves you too.”“He said it himself,” I shrugged.She lifted her eyebrows as if to say ‘I guess’ but got off the bed and started shifting through my clothes in my closet. “Let’s get your ready then. You’re going to be the hottest bitch there.”I grinned and ran behind her to give her a tight hug. “Thank you! I love you!”She leaned into my touch, “I love you too.” ~*~I got to the Exordium Bar a little past eleven. I gathered looks as soon as I stepped over the threshold and I didn’t blame them.I knew I looked good.Hwasa beat my face and curled my hair and I was wearing my tightest, shortest black dress in my arsenal.I scanned the area and didn’t see Baekhyun anywhere, though I did catch a few of his cronies at their typical place around the pool tables.I headed over to the bar and ordered four shots, downing them one after the other.Fingers practically clawed their way onto my hips and I gasped. A man behind me groaned and I stiffened—that wasn’t Baekhyun.“You look amazing.” I recognized Lay’s soft yet sultry voice. He pressed his chest against my back and his nose was in my hair. “Baekhyun’s a fool for letting you go.”“That he is. It’s nice to see you too Lay,” I said lowly, catching the bartender’s eye and holding up two fingers. He nodded and I pried Lay’s fingers off my body, slightly pushing him towards the stool beside me. He got the picture.He chuckled as he sat, facing me. He leaned his left arm on the counter, resting his head on his hand. His eyes appeared onyx from the dim lighting and, I swear, his bottom lip was always caught between his teeth. It would be alluring if he weren’t so damn daunting.The bartender handed me the small glass cups and I slid one to Lay, which he caught lazily with the hand that wasn’t supporting his head.He nodded at me and we both threw back the burning liquid. He banged his chest a few times and hollered before turning back to me.“So…” he began, focus locked on my exposed legs. “What are you doing here all alone? Little Miss Red trapped in the wolves’ den?”I lifted an eyebrow. “I’m meeting someone.”“That someone wouldn’t be me now would it?” He asked. He crept closer to me, getting bold. His fingers skimmed across my thigh before slithering down to cup my calf.I was now playing a dangerous game. I was well aware of the fact Baekhyun wasn’t quite fond of his friend Lay after that one night he tried to steal me from him. I also remembered how overtly possessive Baekhyun had become since the break up. As much as Lay’s touch made me want to run, I was hoping Baekhyun would see.I was wondering if he would choose me over them for once.So I mimicked Lay’s signature lip bite and pretended to ponder. I leaned forward a bit, so that my cleavage was right in front of him and I felt his hand tighten slightly on my leg.I put my index and middle finger under his chin, pulling his face up so that he was looking at my eyes and not my breasts, “it could be.”His smile grew slowly. A lopsided wolfy grin that made me somewhat excited.Lay was very handsome.“But, I just remembered, it’s not.” I hit his forehead and he nearly fell off the stool. I slid off mine and rolled my eyes as I ditched him at the bar. “Dog.”He howled behind me and laughed manically. God, he was so fucking drunk! I peeked at him from over my shoulder and he was watching me intensely, licking his lips as his eyes sparkled like a black abyss. I shivered as pictures of wild animals on the prowl came to mind, all of them resembled Lay before me.I nearly ran out of there.There was really only one place I could think Baekhyun would be. So I made my way down the narrow hall, brushing past people on the way.I paused in front of the door to the room Baekhyun and his goons hung out in. The secret knock changed every four months and it had been awhile since I had to come here so I decided to take my own approach.I banged on the door until someone finally opened it.Lucky for me, Minseok answered the door, thank god.Out of all his friends, Minseok was the calmest of the bunch. Now that’s not saying much, but if anyone would let me in, it would be him.He cocked a beautifully arched eyebrow when he saw me. He obviously knew about the break up, he was probably wondering why the hell I was there.“Hey,” I huffed, fixing my dress and blowing some hair out of my face.“Hey….” His eyes narrowed.“Is Baekhyun in there?” I asked after a short staring contest.“Why would that be any concern of yours?” His tone had grown sharp; I guess he wasn’t too pleased with me.I blinked at him. “He wanted to see me. What other reason would I be here, Minseok?”He checked the room behind him before sighing and pulling the door wider, “come in.”I tried to suppress my smug smile but I did brush my shoulder roughly against his.The room was exactly how it always was: smoky, smelly, and red.There were girls dressed very provocatively whining their bodies slowly in front of the guys that were present, hypnotizing them like a snack charmer with their hips. Kai, Jongdae, and Kyungsoo were on my far left, the dancers practically on their laps. I checked the rest of the room and finally spotted Baekhyun. He was on the complete opposite side, in the darkest corner, alone.His expression was blank, but he appeared to be…sad. Disappointed. Maybe he thought I decided not to come. I tried not to laugh as I slowly made my way over to him, my heart already picking speed just from being in the same room as him.He felt my approach and turned to me and he did a total one eighty.The dullness in his eyes vanished as they came to life, sparkling—but not in the same way Lay’s had. His lips that had been turned down in a slight pout stretched, revealing his perfect pearly teeth. He whispered my name, yet I could still register the relief and joy, he said my name so tenderly.“You came,” he said, still slightly surprised.I grinned and sat down beside him. We were silent for a moment; I avoided him, deciding to watch the dancers. Still, I could feel him fidget nervously.Finally he cleared his throat and I turned towards him.“I…I’m glad you’re here.” He stuttered! Flashbacks of our first conversation came to mind and I was thankful I wasn’t regretting my decision yet.“Me too,” I admitted. I took in the room again. “This place hasn’t changed any.”“Nope. You will find that as much as things change, some stay the same.” He wasn’t talking about the room.When he spoke again, it was a lot softer, “I know I’ve apologized already, but I am sorry for all the shit I put you through.”Tears pricked my eyes, but I forced them not to pool.“I understand that I have to put in a lot of work to prove to you just how sorry I am. But I will make it up to you. I promise.”There was nothing but honestly exuding off of him.“If you are willing to put in the work, Baekhyun, so am I. I forgive you.”His smile was brilliant and blinding.He pulled me close, his slender fingers knotting into my hair as he leaned in to kiss me.His lips brushed mine barely when the door was broken down. It all happened so fast.One moment, Baekhyun and I were practically entangled, and the next he was being torn away from me, dragged out faster than I could process.The girls that were dancing were now screaming and us females were the only ones left in the room.As soon as I was aware of that, I sprang to my feet, racing out into the hallway.“I told you we would get you!” I heard a deep menacing voice coming from the main part of the building. My feet started moving on their own accord.The first thing I noticed was Sehun in a headlock.He was in the middle of the dance floor; the man who had him in his grip was buff and a little shorter than the giant. He was bald and was wearing sunglasses even though it was dark both outside and in the bar.“You really thought you could fuck my girl and I would just let it go!?” The guy who was holding Sehun bellowed, shaking Sehun slightly. Sehun’s face was turning red, but until then he didn’t look too terrified.I searched the rest of the room. All the bystanders that hadn’t left already were coward around the perimeter, getting as far and as small as they could to avoid participating.Every one of Baekhyun’s friends were being held. I could only guess those guys were the gangsters Baekhyun told me about earlier. He did say the leader told him last night wasn’t the end.He wasn’t lying.I caught Baekhyun directly across from me. Some guy was holding his arms behind his back and he looked furious. He noticed me as soon as I did him and his fury doubled.He screamed my name. “Run!”All hell broke lose after that. Baekhyun fought against the guy behind him and was able to loosen an arm, which he used to punch the guy in the face. His actions seemed to provoke the others, and the rest began fighting with their captives.Commotion. Hectic frenzy. Someone tried to grab me and I instantly shoved the thin heel of my stiletto into their foot. He screamed but left me alone and I hurdled into the middle of the frenzy trying to find Baekhyun.Then came the gun shots.Three consecutive shots rang throughout the room. It was probably in an attempt to draw attention, but it had the opposite effect as everyone started screaming and running towards the exit. I had crouched down, but I was in the middle of the room and was being shoved and stepped on.A hand wrapped around my arm and hauled me up, causing me to scream as loud as I could, only for it to get swallowed up with the rest.There were more shots fired and I feared for everyone’s lives.“Hush, Baby, it’s me,” Baekhyun said, holding me tightly against himself.I could feel an impending panic attack approach. I checked his face to make sure he was okay. His nose bled slightly, but until then he looked in one piece. I remembered the gun and surveyed the area to see if I could find it, but Baekhyun dragged me out, going down the hall instead of the front door.I was confused at first, but the hall was completely deserted and there was a back door exit.He shoved it open with his shoulder and we both nearly fell onto the cold cement as we tumbled out the exit.He let me go as soon as the cold air hit us and I put my hands on my knees, focusing on my breathing. That was all that could be heard—our hard breathes as we attempted to catch them.I wiped the tears off my cheeks and when I pulled away there was red stuff on my hand. I blinked at it for a moment, uncomprehending, and then I shifted to Baekhyun.He was wearing a black button up; it was torn a bit and hung slightly off his shoulders. I took a closer look and… yeah, there was blood on his collarbone.Baekhyun got shot.His adrenaline had to be keeping the pain away, but he must have felt it hit his shoulder.“Baekhyun?” I called anxiously.He turned to me questioningly and I could tell he was trying to hide the pain.A fist flew between us, connecting with Baekhyun’s cheek.I screamed again as he fell to the floor. One of the gang’s members caught up to us. I watched in horror as Baekhyun sprang back to his feet and jumped the man, the two began vigorously attacking one another. The sounds of flesh against flesh made me want to gag.I was frozen in place, completely helpless. Luckily, Baekhyun was tough and mad as all get out. He seemed to be taking all his anger out on the guy who ambushed him, and despite everything I felt myself getting a little turned on.I was always a sucker for badass Baek.He grabbed his attacker’s head and yanked it down, lifting his leg up and kneeing him hard on the nose. The guy fell back onto the floor and stayed there.It was silent as Baekhyun limped towards me.“Is he dead?” I asked, shaking uncontrollably.Baekhyun shook his head and waved a hand dismissively.“I….” He whispered my name. “I’ve been shot.”“I know,” I said, fretting over him a bit.“I…need to…” He dropped before me and I yelped. I bent down and checked his pulse, he was still breathing. He must have passed out from the pain, lose of blood, and/or fighting.“Please,” I whispered, tears flowing down my cheeks like a river. “Please don’t leave me, Baekhyun. I just got you back.”I could here police sirens coming from the front of the building. I sniffed and wiped my nose with my arm then wobbled back onto my feet.I spun and went around the building, leaving Baekhyun and the dude that fought him in the back. ~*~If there were any time for Hwasa to say ‘I told you so’ now would be it.I was currently at the hospital, waiting while Baekhyun got worked on. He got shot in the shoulder and his nose, some ribs, and some fingers were broken. He also sprained his ankle.Luckily, he got it the worst out of his friends. Although Sehun did get shot as well. Right in the ass.“Serves him right,” I muttered when I found out about it. “Maybe next time it’ll be his dick.”I called Hwasa as soon as Baekhyun went under, and she was here in twenty minutes with some sweet snacks and a change of clothes.We had been here for about an hour, waiting.“I knew he was dangerous,” she finally started, her tone letting me know I was in for a lecture. “But wow, getting shot was not something I was expecting.”I remained silent. I was exhausted and terrified and nervous. The doctors came out and I was instantly on my feet.“Is he alright?” I asked.The doctor nodded. “He should be coming to soon. You can go in now.”I rushed in before he was even finished.There were tubes in his arms, but he seemed all right. At least he didn’t have one of those oxygen masks on. I pulled a chair up and sat right next to him, sliding my hand in his.I watched him sleep. They had cleaned his face, and besides the slight bruising of his nose, he looked rather angelic. I had almost forgot how beautiful Baekhyun truly was, without all the extras.He began to stir and I held my breath as his hand tightened around mine and he called for me.“I’m right here,” I whispered, stroking his hand with my thumb.He blinked a few times before peeking up at me. “It’s bright in here.”His voice was scruffy and hoarse from sleep.I nodded in agreement.“Where am I?”“The hospital.”“That makes sense. I got shot.”“You did, you idiot.”“Serves me right, huh?” He asked, soundly slightly bitter.I shook my head. “Sehun got shot in the ass. I think that was way more deserved.”He started laughing but winced from the pain. “I feel like shit.”“You look like it too.”He sighed and rearranged our hands so that our fingers were interlaced. “I’m glad I woke up to you sitting beside me. I was afraid when I called your name you wouldn’t be here to answer.”“I already told you I forgive you, Baekhyun. Of course I would be here.”“Did…. Did you get hurt at all?” He sounded scared. I shook my head.“My feet have a couple blisters, but until then I’m solid.”We talked for as long as we could. I only pulled away once to tell Hwasa she could go home. We talked and talked and talked until a nurse told me I had to go, and even then Baekhyun fought against all the tubes in an attempt to make me stay.I picked him up from the hospital later the next day and as we sat in my car, the air was tense.“So…” Baekhyun began. He was talking threw his nose and it made him sound funny, I tried not to laugh. “Where to now?”I sighed and started the car, “let’s go home.” I lead my limping man onto the couch; he plopped down with a sigh. When I tried to straighten up, he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap.“Baekhyun!” I giggled as he wrapped his arms around my waist.“I don’t want you to leave me,” he admitted. He said it teasingly, but it was also sort of sheepish.I grinned. “I wont.”It was as if we couldn’t fight it any longer. We were so rudely interrupted the night before, and with all the adrenaline and fear of the unknown gone, all that was left were our feelings for each other.I caressed his bruised face fondly, and he leaned in and kissed me passionately.“I love you,” he said repeatedly, every time our lips separated. “I love you. I love you. I love you.”I’m sure we would have done more, but Baekhyun was still healing, so we settled for this. Still, this was enough, and I preferred it.After our heated make out session, I ordered take out and we cuddled on the couch and watched old films. I made a point to avoid any mobster ones.It felt like old times, when we had just started dating. Everything was tentative and new. Baekhyun was careful with me, asking if it was okay to hold my hand or put his arm around me, even though we just got down kissing.He fell asleep in the middle of one of the movies and I couldn’t resist staring at him. He was mine again and I had a feeling things were going to work out this time. ~*~The Exordium bar ended up getting burnt down later that night and the gang that attacked him were all arrested for assault and attempted murder.Baekhyun moved back in two months after we officially got back together and he still hung out with his friends, but was never out too late, and if he did he would always let me know.We didn’t fight nearly as much now, and he gives me all the attention I need.Things are going great with all of us, even Hwasa is starting to warm up to Baekhyun.Lay though… well, Baekhyun still watches him closely.