Legal Politics [Chanbaek/Saejun/BL]

10.

변백현

where,

변백현

Where are you going...

Baekhyun gently grabbed Chanyeol's wrist as he was about to go out and asked without raising his head.

변백현

Where are you going? It's late.

박찬열

I'll go to the hotel and sleep.

변백현

...are you really going?

Unlike his right hand, which was just holding on for fear of hurting, his left hand was gripping it so hard that his nails dug into the delicate skin and drew blood.

박찬열

..yes

변백현

don't go.

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Here, stay. I'll go out.

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It was my fault.

박찬열

No need.

Chanyeol easily pulled Baekhyun's wrist away from his grasp.

변백현

under..

The house became eerily quiet as the front door closed.

I blinked my sore, tired eyes and the lens popped out.

Only then did Baekhyun realize that tears were covering his entire face.

Baekhyun chewed his lip for a moment, rolled his eyes and held back tears. Then, he suddenly looked at his reflection in the full-length mirror next to the closet.

Anyone who looked at him would have thought he was tired, and his once-new, crisp shirt was now wrinkled and creased here and there, and the sleeves were rolled up, making them look rough.

I couldn't sleep at home without Park Chanyeol.

It felt like the headache that had stopped was eating away at my head again.

I felt like giving up on defending myself.

It was a feeling I felt for the first time.

All-nighters studying, a handful of mistakes on the CSAT, perfect grades. My stress-ridden senior year of high school, and the days when I desperately tried to become a lawyer.

Everything felt useless.

Park Chanyeol, who broke her vow to never get married and came in between the cracks, showering her with love, turned his back first.

If I hadn't become a lawyer, I wouldn't have met Chanyeol, I wouldn't have gotten married, and I wouldn't have lived this life.

I also thought of the piles of paperwork in the office, and the piles of artificial tears and headache pill wrappers in one corner.

And I was left with a more shabby self than those shells.

I knew I was wrong.

You shouldn't have known that.

It wasn't about unequal pride or anything like that.

It would be more correct to say a guest.

Yes, it was a guest. A guest based on the certainty that Park Chanyeol wouldn't turn his back on me.

In this world, there is nothing 100%.

It was my belief.

Even in trials, the result is never 100%.

It was foolish.