빨간.

- you are the florist of your first loves's wedding.

You took in the scent of the flowers you're holding, carefully getting it ready for the wedding. You walked down the aisle, your fingertips grazing the flowers beautifully placed by the sides as you did so. You gripped the clipboard you're holding once you reached the altar, a bitter sweet smile forming on your shaking lips.

You closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath. Your heart jumped at the sudden contact of a hand on your shoulder, you turned to him, "the wedding's starting in a few hours." Chanyeol said, soft eyes looking at yours.

You nodded, turning your head to see few attendees starting to get inside the venue. You walked through, giving them a small smile of acknowledgement. You went around, checking on the staffs if everything is going well.

A few moments passed, the groom has arrived. "Baekhyun." You whispered, straightening the dress you're wearing, it flowed very easily, very gracefully on your body.

You thought you looked beautiful, but of course, not as beautiful as his bride.

You stood there at the side, observing everyone until she arrived. She walked down the aisle, a beautiful bouquet of flowers in her hands. It made you chuckle, very proud of your work.

You swallowed down the lump in your throat, forcing yourself to smile. Your eyes flew from her to him. The feeling of your heart aching seems to be so strong, so uncomfortable when you saw how he looked at her. Did you look at me that way, too?

You stood there, a smile on your lips as they kissed, sealing the promise. Your eyes stung, unreleased tears hurting your eyes. You felt Chanyeol hold you, keeping you up.

"I'm fine, Yeol. Really."

He reluctantly kept his hands off you, eyeing you in concern. You smiled at him, turning your head to watch the attendees greet the newly wed couple, taking pictures. You nodded your head at Chanyeol when he told you he was just going to check something.

You stared at a spot, your mind not really paying attention anymore. You were suprised when you felt someone engulf you in a hug, "Mrs. Byun." You said, glee obvious in your tone.

"I missed you, sweetheart." She said, caressing your hair. "I haven't seen you for so long, daughter. The flowers are beautiful. Thank you."

Your heart swelled, you missed her too. She was like your second mother when you and Baekhyun were still together. She treated you so well and been very sad yet understanding when you two decided to break up. You nodded your head, offering her a sweet smile, "thank you, auntie."

"I told you to call me 'mom', right?" She giggled.

You were about to say something when she diverted her attention to someone else, your eyes widened when she started calling Baekhyun, her hand inviting him. You saw his smile falter when he caught your eyes, you swallowed down the hurt when he hesitated before walking towards your direction, forcing a smile on his lips.

"Come say hi to your old friend, Baekhyun." She tsked, "were you about to ignore her?"

"Mom-"

"Go on, talk. I'm going to check on the staffs."

Your anxious eyes followed her retreating back, your hands itching to grab her and pull her with you so you wouldn't have to talk to her son alone. You swallowed, immediately looking down the floor, avoiding his soft stare.

"The flowers are beautiful." He started, searching your eyes, "thank you."

You nodded shyly, "thank you, B." You immediately panicked, you didn't just call him by the nickname you created for him, did you?

You cleared your throat, "congratulations on the wedding. She's beautiful."

"She is." He agreed.

You smiled, appreciating how much he loves and cares for her, with how much time he spent in preparing their wedding.

He still is the same man you loved, so many years ago. Your first love, your first kiss, your first heartbreak. The man you thought you were to marry and start a family with.

If this happened months ago, you would've felt every part of your heart sting from so much pain. But now? It does still hurt, and you may still be in the process of healing, but you're happy. Happy for him, happy for his beautiful bride. Happy for yourself.

He left you to greet the other guests around, but not without engulfing you in a big hug, telling you that you will be happy someday.

Deep inside, you knew that's quite impossible, with how the best man you have ever met just got married. But maybe, you will be. You will be happy, and you will be loved, why? Because you deserve it. You know you do.

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- you were a fool but he loves like no other.

A frown etched across your face as the party commenced. Everyone has a genuine smile on their faces, can you blame them? This is probably one of those few parties that celebrities can enjoy without cameras shoved down their throats.

You smiled as everyone let out a loud laughter because of what ever your co-worker's been talking about which you didn't pay that much attention to after your mind drifted somewhere else.

Baekhyun. Why isn't he here? He's normally the life of the party, everyone absolutely loved him.

You haven't heard from him for a month. Which is quite strange because he's your bestfriend and everyone knows that he never goes anywhere without him shouting your name on the top of his lungs.

You politely excused yourself and tried searching for him. You squeezed yourself through so much people, yet tried to stay hidden so you wouldn't have to excuse yourself out of a conversation again. You needed to see him right now.

The night is coming to its end and there were no signs of him anywhere. You quickly searched for his band mates instead, only getting an anxious "no" telling you that they haven't heard of him for a while as well, to the point of actually getting worried.

So you drove, as fast as you can. You quickly searched for his apartment key hidden somewhere in the pouch you bring everyday with you. You said you would only use it for emergencies. This is an emergency, right?

You silently opened his door, "Baek?" You called out as calm as you can, silently wishing that he's here and safe.

You had a good look of his apartment, fondly shaking your head, and made a remainder of cleaning is place tomorrow. You walked straight to his room, you decided to knock softly at first no matter how much you've been itching to see him.

You let out a sigh of relief, because there he is. "Baek..." you walked closer, heart beating faster as his naked back welcomed you, "I was so worried."

You sat at the edge of his bed, reaching out to him. Your hand settled on his hair, thumb softly caressing his forehead. "Love?" You quickly let out a small hum when you heard his hoarse voice call out to you, immediately shifting closer to his body. "You're here?"

He carefully shifted himself to face you, your heart shattering with how he looked. He looks so tired. He looked like he had been crying, he lost weight too. Your eyes watered as you lied down beside him, quickly wrapping your arm around his waist, and pulled him close to you. You planted your head on his chest, "I'm here." You heard him sigh against your hair, making you tighten your hold on him, "where were you? Everyone's worried." You felt him play with your hair instead of answering you, "B..."

"I missed you so much." He muttered right above the shell of your ear making you shiver, you felt his chest shake when he lightly chuckled because of your muffled, 'missed you too.' "Let's just stay like this and sleep, please? M'tired."

You left the comfort of his bed and the warmth of his embrace the moment you opened your eyes, not before pressing a kiss on his forehead, though. You knew you needed to clean his flat and cook for him. He looks awfully skinny and you hated it.

You lightly shook his weak body, calling him with the sweetest names you could think of as of the moment, you woke him up as careful as you can. You wanted to do nothing but protect him after hearing his sobs last night.

You love him so much and seeing him so broken hurts you more than anyone could ever imagine.

"My B, you need to eat, hm?" He finally showed signs of waking up, lightly shifting on the bed, "come, love. Let's go."

"Can I... can I get a lie in?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

"No, Baek. You look like you haven't eaten enough for weeks."

He sighed, removing the duvet wrapped around his legs. He nodded his head, eyes meeting yours, "okay."

Silence embraced the room as he ate, as you watched him do so with your chin resting on your palm. You took this time to scan his figure. Your heart broke into pieces as you took notice of how pale he looks, how prominent the dark half circles below his dead eyes are. What happened? You asked yourself, what did you do wrong? No, what did you do right? Where were you when he needed someone the most?

You're blaming yourself for this. You shouldn't have brushed off his calls, you should've thought about the man that owns your heart no matter how busy you are. You shouldn't have made him feel as if your career was more important than him because it wasn't, never is, never will be. There will be nothing more important than your Baekhyun and you know that.

"Darling?"

You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard his soft voice calling out to you, "I'm sorry, what is it?"

"You zoned out, were you supposed to go somewhere? I'm sorry if I'm bother-"

"No... no, I'm not. And no, you're not bothering me." You sighed, "I'll run your bath, okay? Eat."

You watched as he stripped into nothing, a slight blush on his cheeks making you smile in adoration of him. He immediately stepped into the bathtub, an attempt to hide his body from you, as if you haven't seen it million of times since you were children.

"Are you going to join me?"

"Do you want me to?"

He nodded his head, a small smile visible on his lips. You hummed and joined him as he wished. You sat down in front of him, legs folded you the side so you could reach him.

You brushed his hair with you left hand, the right one cupped his cheek and beckoned him closer to you. Your heart melted when he leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as he held your hand that caressed his cheek. "What happened, B?" You whispered, "what happened to us?"

"I don't know..." he sobbed, "I don't know, love." You took him in an embrace, his soaked skin touching yours, "we'll make it work, right?"

He pulled away and caressed your skin like no other, foreheads touching, hearts mending, "we will, B. We will."

- you are in an open relationship with Baekhyun.

//E(I)//E(II)//

You got a call. You didn't know if you should be happy for having a new schedule, somewhat a new distraction, an escape from the repititive heartaches you experience every minute or so, or maybe, you should be upset because you're absolutely exhausted after all the work and stress because of your relationship with Baekhyun.

Oh, an orgasm is absolutely what you need right now. It's quite funny because you should have been getting some out of this open relationship but you knew you wouldn't open your legs for anyone that isn't your boyfriend. Unfortunately, your boyfriend's been busy opening the legs of women that isn't you.

You shook his hand firmly, a genuine smile on your lips, exhaustion still prominent but it'll do, you guessed. "It's a pleasure meeting you."

"I see you've been acquainted." Your manager, Jun, laughed as he enters the room, "you and Kai will be having a photoshoot. That's the first step."

You nodded your head, your eyes focused on your new co-worker. Definitely an eye candy. Kim Kai, the model every high-end brands would kill to have. All you know about him right now is that, and how determined he is to explore the acting industry. You've heard that he'd been training for a while and they have chosen you to be his first leading lady for an instant win. They guessed that since everyone loved you, they'll love him, too.

You never had a problem with any of your co-workers, or your leading men, just to be specific. You knew how to work the camera and how to exclude such chemistry with a man you just met. You knew you were the best choice.

"Guess we're stuck together." You mumbled, trying to lighten up the mood. They left you with the words, 'get comfortable with each other, you'll need it' so here you are, sitting right across of him in an expensive restaurant.

"Yeah. Such a pity." He teased, a playful smile playing on his lips. You just know, you were going to like him.

He insisted upon driving you home, earning quite the whispers and glances on your way to his car. You didn't mind. No matter what the truth is, they'll twist everything however they want it. You were spent anyway, you couldn't care less to anything right now.

The drive home was a silent, though, it wasn't the type of silence strangers have. You wouldn't call him a stranger after this day, he was an absolute angel and you were pretty sure you can call him your friend.

"We're here."

You hummed and gathered your things, shifting on the small space of his car. Once you've settled your eyes on him, you opened your mouth to thank him, only closing it back again when you realized he wasn't paying attention to you. Your heart rate picked up seeing how he's intently staring somewhere outside the confines of his expensive car.

"Isn't that your boyfriend?"

You swallowed hard, panic clouding your mind, "Kai... I... thanks for-"

"Are you seeing that?"

You hesitantly turned your head, following his line of sight. There he is. Your eyes stung, heart throbbing with pain as you processed the sight of his hands planted on a girl's hip, kissing her with so much passion outside of your own house. A bigger hole pierced through your heart, looking away immediately as you cannot look at the love of you life give all of him with a kiss. A kiss that isn't for you.

"I... yeah... uhm..." you blinked rapidly as you hurriedly shifted on your seat, trying to block your boyfriend and his other girl from Kai's sight with your body, "I should... go..."

He tore his eyes off them, furrowing his eyebrows at your strange actions, "what are you doing? He's literally cheating on you."

You shook your head, immediately regretting it, cursing yourself as the tears you've been trying so hard to hold back slipped, rolling so carelessly on your flushed cheeks, "no..." you chuckled bitterly, "no, he's not."

"Huh?"

"Look, Kai. I really need to go. I'm just so... tired..." you wiped off the tears with the back of your hand, "please, don't talk about this to anyone..."

"But..."

"Please? I can't do this right now..."

He let out a small sigh, his orbs held so much confusion and pity. You hated it. You never wanted to be looked at with pityness, but you guess you really are pathetic. "Well, it is your business... but can we talk about this? We're going to work together for a good amount of time. You know I can't just..."

You nodded your head, wanting to end this conversation already. You really are tired. You felt like you're going to pass out if this continues on any further, "I will."

Your glassy eyes met his happy, satisfied ones. Your body ached, you felt like you were going to get a really bad fever that'll kill you. Finally, you thought.

"Hey, love." He welcomed you home, immediately wrapping his arms around your waist. You felt your soul leave your body when he placed a small kiss on your lips, can't help but remember how he was kissing the other girl a while ago.

How is this so easy to him? When did going back to you right after he finished fucking other women became so normal to him? You can't help but blame yourself. You should blame yourself. This is your fault. You are the stupid one in the relationship.

"Saw pictures of you with that model earlier." He started, his eyes bore into yours, "was it good? Were you satisfied?"

"What?"

"He fucked you, didn't he?"

You gasped a single breath because that hurt. That fucking hurt. You felt like crying again. You were so fucking tired, so tired of working, so tired of crying, so tired of dealing with him.

All this and you can't find the courage in you to just let him go. You can't and as the time passes by, you hated yourself more and more.

You were so hurt, so mad, and all you wanted to do was to hurt him back. You wanted to make him feel what you felt almost half of the relationship, the hatred clouded your mind, overshadowed your love, but how could you if you weren't so sure if he cared, if he loved as much as you do.

"Yeah. T'was mind-blowing."

The next following days were a blur, meetings and discussions, on and on about how they'll introduce Kai and the plans about the up-coming movie. It was getting boring, yes, but at least you wouldn't have to spend more awkward time at home.

"I think it's best if you two attend the gala together."

Your eyebrow immediately shot up with that, "what about my..." you faltered, "my boyfriend?"

You can feel Kai's eyes burning holes through the side of your head, still very confused of what happened three days ago. He couldn't seem to find the best time to question you about it with how packed both your schedules are. You knew you were happy about it, dealing with people telling you how foolish your relationship with Baekhyun is definitely getting tiring.

"Yeah, I think that'll create a scandal, we don't want that." One of the staffs agreed with you, making you relax on your seat a little. You're sure you are currently agitated with him right now but you wouldn't want to create another fight to stress you and him out again.

Your mind flew to the night you stayed at home alone, to the nights he neglected you, to the nights to sobbed yourself to sleep. You were so miserable and you're still thinking of what he would feel right now? Would he care, though? You were pretty sure he won't be leaving with you that night, what would be the point of having him as a date if you would still end up driving home by yourself?

You cleared your throat, "but... yeah I guess having Kai as my date would be a great idea," you trailed, "after the movie announcement, it would make sense why, and... I don't think Baekhyun would mind."

"That's settled, then."

"What... what do you mean we're not going together?"

Your heart rate picked up as you paced through the house, getting what you needed for tonight's event before going to your stylist's place. You never actually had the time to talk to Baekhyun about the sudden change of plans because he knew, you knew, it was automatic. You're his plus one, and he's yours. It only changed this time.

"They needed me to go with Kai."

"What?"

"For work."

You sighed when he didn't respond after that, picking up your bag, ready to leave.

"But... but I wanted to spend time with you tonight..."