Blue
Title: Blue
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Length: one-shot
Genre: AU; general; romance
Rating: PG
A/N: A part of my personal EXO color meme
Summary: 'If he could, he would laugh at himself but it seems that his lips are frozen and not a single sound could escape them even if his life depended on it.'
~*~
Everything behind Baekhyun turns blue, sinking in disgustingly neon blue rays coming from that damned place, which turned his entire life upside down.
That place is gone already for hours. It’s a mirage that probably will hunt him for the rest of his life, if he will be lucky enough not to get caught again.
Snow under the soles of his sneakers crunches and it sounds as if it is moaning because of Baekhyun’s weight crushing it. A merciless scud remind him of his short sleeved shirt and ripped jeans that are not big of a help right now but when he had that one of a kind chance to run he didn’t think and just run as fast as he could away from those who tricked him, those who tried to use him.
If he could, he would laugh at himself but it seems that his lips are frozen and not a single sound could escape them even if his life depended on it.
Another scud hits him, this time more powerful than before and the stumbles in to a side-street in seek for a shelter.
His feet are numb, legs turning blue where the jeans are ripped as well as his bare arms; his teeth chatters and he sinks down the dirty wall on the snow covered ground, pulling his knees against his chest and hiding his face from another gust passing by his not-so-helpful shelter.
He shouldn’t be doing this - he shouldn’t close his eyes and let that disgusting blue that’s still following him to wash over him in giant tidal waves and lull him in a sleep from which he probably wouldn’t wake up, but he feels too weak against the poisonous neon light and let’s his eyes to fall shut as he thinks just for a moment.
~*~
The moment is too short as someone is shaking him violently and trying to speak to him.
“Hey! Do you hear me?” a deep voice asks and Baekhyun raises his head to look at the one who decided to disturb his rest that could have turned out to be his last one.
The speaker is tall - much taller than Baekhyun. His hair is a fire-orange mess that almost makes his head looks like its on fire; his eyes are big and dark - staring straight at Baekhyun.
Baekhyun blinks a few times and the tall fire-head sighs as if he’s relived, letting a big cloud of vapour in the cold air.
He slowly stands up and bulls Baekhyun along. (Turns out he’s even taller than Baekhyun thought at first.) He uncoils a big, deep blue from his neck and twines it around Baekhyun’s neck and shoulders. The fire-haired giant wraps his arm around Baekhyun’s numb shoulders and pulls him close.
A wave of warmth travels trough Baekhyun’s frozen limbs and he shivers.
The giant wraps his other arm around Baekhyun as well and starts to walk slowly, pulling Baekhyun along.
Another blast of wind decides to attack and Baekhyun is ready to receive yet another freezing punishment for being stupid and gullible, but instead he just feels a bit stronger scent of cologne hitting his nose, as he’s now flush against giants’ chest.
He looks up at the giant. His fiery hair flaunting in the wind, his eyes scanning the street for something.
There’s a faint blue light surrounding the giant, but it’s not repulsive to Baekhyun as the bright neon lights were.
He shivers again and the giant looks at him. His lips forms a straight line as he tightens his hold around Baekhyun’s shoulders and starts to walk again, protecting Baekhyun’s shivering frame from each new scud.
~*~
The room Baekhyun regains his senses is warm, despite the tints of blue everywhere - starting from the light blue on the walls and ending up with a navy blue carpet.
There’s a big warm white blanked wrapped around him over the blue scarf the giant twined around him before.
He moves his fingers and toes, still being securely wrapped in the blanket, and sighs in relief that he can feel all of them - mostly, or more like entirely thanks to the fire-head.
As if heard Baekhyun’s movements the giant comes in to the room, holding two big steaming sky blue mugs. He smiles a bit goofy yet incredibly warming smile and sits next to Baekhyun on the couch.
“Here.” He says in his deep voice that quite doesn’t fit his young-looking face and hands one of the mugs to Baekhyun only then realizing that he is still wrapped in the blanket. “Oups.” He laughs and puts the mug down on a black coffee table and unwraps Baekhyun from the blanket and puts it slightly aside - just in case it’s needed again.
He hands the mug to Baekhyun again and other takes it, wrapping his fingers around it and filling his hunger from warmth. He sips a bit of the hot drink (that turns out to be the best hot chocolate he has ever had in his entire life) and almost burns his lips.
“Be careful.” The giant smiles and takes a small sip of his cup. “I’m Chanyeol by the way.” He says with a smile and places the mug on the table to stretch out his hand for a greeting.
Baekhyun really don’t want to let go of the pleasantly hot mug, yet he places in to the table as well and takes the greeting.
“Baekhyun.” He says and his voice comes out hoarse.
“I would say nice meeting you, if I wouldn’t have found you in a snowdrift. But actually… Nice to meet you anyway.” Chanyeol smiles and gently squeezes Baekhyun’s hand.
Chanyeol’s hand is warmer than the mug and now Baekhyun doesn’t want to let go yet he does and grabs the mug automatically, hoping to not loose the warmth from others hand.
“So, Baekhyun…” Chanyeol speaks after taking a sip from his mug “Why were you playing hide-and-seek with hypothermia in heap of snow?” he asks and turns to Baekhyun.
“I was… running away… from… someone.” Baekhyun says and takes a bigger sip, ignoring how it burns a little too much.
“Ouh. So, I suppose, you got away successfully?” Chanyeol asks.
“I don’t know yet.” Baekhyun looks at the deep brown substance in his mug and tries not to remember from where he run away at first place.
“I see.” Chanyeol nods. “I suppose you will know that eventually and then tell me.” He smiles and Baekhyun somehow smiles back even without thinking.
“So…” He says looking around Chanyeol’s living room and taking the last sip from his mug. “You like blue?”
“Yeah. All except neon blue.” Chanyeol smiles and stands up to take both mugs to the kitchen.
Baekhyun smiles and watches ho Chanyeol disappears in to another room, his deep blue sweater out of sight.
Maybe being a gullible fool led to something good after all.
Pairing: Baekhyun/Chanyeol
Length: one-shot
Genre: AU; general; romance
Rating: PG
A/N: A part of my personal EXO color meme
Summary: 'If he could, he would laugh at himself but it seems that his lips are frozen and not a single sound could escape them even if his life depended on it.'
~*~
Everything behind Baekhyun turns blue, sinking in disgustingly neon blue rays coming from that damned place, which turned his entire life upside down.
That place is gone already for hours. It’s a mirage that probably will hunt him for the rest of his life, if he will be lucky enough not to get caught again.
Snow under the soles of his sneakers crunches and it sounds as if it is moaning because of Baekhyun’s weight crushing it. A merciless scud remind him of his short sleeved shirt and ripped jeans that are not big of a help right now but when he had that one of a kind chance to run he didn’t think and just run as fast as he could away from those who tricked him, those who tried to use him.
If he could, he would laugh at himself but it seems that his lips are frozen and not a single sound could escape them even if his life depended on it.
Another scud hits him, this time more powerful than before and the stumbles in to a side-street in seek for a shelter.
His feet are numb, legs turning blue where the jeans are ripped as well as his bare arms; his teeth chatters and he sinks down the dirty wall on the snow covered ground, pulling his knees against his chest and hiding his face from another gust passing by his not-so-helpful shelter.
He shouldn’t be doing this - he shouldn’t close his eyes and let that disgusting blue that’s still following him to wash over him in giant tidal waves and lull him in a sleep from which he probably wouldn’t wake up, but he feels too weak against the poisonous neon light and let’s his eyes to fall shut as he thinks just for a moment.
~*~
The moment is too short as someone is shaking him violently and trying to speak to him.
“Hey! Do you hear me?” a deep voice asks and Baekhyun raises his head to look at the one who decided to disturb his rest that could have turned out to be his last one.
The speaker is tall - much taller than Baekhyun. His hair is a fire-orange mess that almost makes his head looks like its on fire; his eyes are big and dark - staring straight at Baekhyun.
Baekhyun blinks a few times and the tall fire-head sighs as if he’s relived, letting a big cloud of vapour in the cold air.
He slowly stands up and bulls Baekhyun along. (Turns out he’s even taller than Baekhyun thought at first.) He uncoils a big, deep blue from his neck and twines it around Baekhyun’s neck and shoulders. The fire-haired giant wraps his arm around Baekhyun’s numb shoulders and pulls him close.
A wave of warmth travels trough Baekhyun’s frozen limbs and he shivers.
The giant wraps his other arm around Baekhyun as well and starts to walk slowly, pulling Baekhyun along.
Another blast of wind decides to attack and Baekhyun is ready to receive yet another freezing punishment for being stupid and gullible, but instead he just feels a bit stronger scent of cologne hitting his nose, as he’s now flush against giants’ chest.
He looks up at the giant. His fiery hair flaunting in the wind, his eyes scanning the street for something.
There’s a faint blue light surrounding the giant, but it’s not repulsive to Baekhyun as the bright neon lights were.
He shivers again and the giant looks at him. His lips forms a straight line as he tightens his hold around Baekhyun’s shoulders and starts to walk again, protecting Baekhyun’s shivering frame from each new scud.
~*~
The room Baekhyun regains his senses is warm, despite the tints of blue everywhere - starting from the light blue on the walls and ending up with a navy blue carpet.
There’s a big warm white blanked wrapped around him over the blue scarf the giant twined around him before.
He moves his fingers and toes, still being securely wrapped in the blanket, and sighs in relief that he can feel all of them - mostly, or more like entirely thanks to the fire-head.
As if heard Baekhyun’s movements the giant comes in to the room, holding two big steaming sky blue mugs. He smiles a bit goofy yet incredibly warming smile and sits next to Baekhyun on the couch.
“Here.” He says in his deep voice that quite doesn’t fit his young-looking face and hands one of the mugs to Baekhyun only then realizing that he is still wrapped in the blanket. “Oups.” He laughs and puts the mug down on a black coffee table and unwraps Baekhyun from the blanket and puts it slightly aside - just in case it’s needed again.
He hands the mug to Baekhyun again and other takes it, wrapping his fingers around it and filling his hunger from warmth. He sips a bit of the hot drink (that turns out to be the best hot chocolate he has ever had in his entire life) and almost burns his lips.
“Be careful.” The giant smiles and takes a small sip of his cup. “I’m Chanyeol by the way.” He says with a smile and places the mug on the table to stretch out his hand for a greeting.
Baekhyun really don’t want to let go of the pleasantly hot mug, yet he places in to the table as well and takes the greeting.
“Baekhyun.” He says and his voice comes out hoarse.
“I would say nice meeting you, if I wouldn’t have found you in a snowdrift. But actually… Nice to meet you anyway.” Chanyeol smiles and gently squeezes Baekhyun’s hand.
Chanyeol’s hand is warmer than the mug and now Baekhyun doesn’t want to let go yet he does and grabs the mug automatically, hoping to not loose the warmth from others hand.
“So, Baekhyun…” Chanyeol speaks after taking a sip from his mug “Why were you playing hide-and-seek with hypothermia in heap of snow?” he asks and turns to Baekhyun.
“I was… running away… from… someone.” Baekhyun says and takes a bigger sip, ignoring how it burns a little too much.
“Ouh. So, I suppose, you got away successfully?” Chanyeol asks.
“I don’t know yet.” Baekhyun looks at the deep brown substance in his mug and tries not to remember from where he run away at first place.
“I see.” Chanyeol nods. “I suppose you will know that eventually and then tell me.” He smiles and Baekhyun somehow smiles back even without thinking.
“So…” He says looking around Chanyeol’s living room and taking the last sip from his mug. “You like blue?”
“Yeah. All except neon blue.” Chanyeol smiles and stands up to take both mugs to the kitchen.
Baekhyun smiles and watches ho Chanyeol disappears in to another room, his deep blue sweater out of sight.
Maybe being a gullible fool led to something good after all.