4 years ago, 21 year old Baekhyun was at a bar drinking his sorrows away, through vodka, after he found out that his ex-boyfriend, Sehun, cheated on him with a random girl. A slim man with straight, dark hair and tan skin walked over to comfort him. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a tight black t-shirt, and he was wearing eyeliner, which made his dark brown eyes look even darker.

"Are you ok?" the man asked, noticing Baekhyun's bloodshot eyes and tear-stained face.

"I-I-I'm fine." Baekhyun responded between sobs.

"No, you're not. What's troubling you?" Black streaks trailed down Baekhyun's face as he began to cry harder.

"I just found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me with some random girl he picked up. I broke up with him. He said that 'I was't good enough for him' and that 'he was agitated because I was never home.' I was ever home because I was always working and doing photo shoots. He said that 'if this is going to work, then I need to put in more effort.' ..." Baekhyun looked at the ring that was on his finger, engraved in it was      I will always love you. -Sehun. He took it off and threw it across the room. He looked Daehyun in the eyes and thought to himself, it was all a lie! He trailed off before speaking again.

"He claimed that he was 'jealous because I had to model with other males.' It is true that I had to model with other males, but that doesn't mean that it meant anything. It was just a job, and a couple of them I have had to model with before. Although most of them I have only heard about and that was the first time I got to meet them."

Daehyun sat down in the booth by Baekhyun, and cradled him. Baekhyun cried into Daehyun's chest as they rocked bath and forth. Daehyun removed the dark brown hair from out of Baekhyun's eyes. Baekhyun clutched onto Daehyun's shirt, holding him close. Daehyun tried everything he could to calm the shaking body next to him, but no matter how close he held him, he wouldn't stop shaking.

Daehyun's POV

I walked into the bar when somebody caught my eye, although I didn't get a good look at his face.I stood there for about a minute and a half, contemplating whether or not I should go comfort him or not. I decided, subconsciously, to walk over to him when I saw him take his fifth shot of vodka in 15 seconds with no trouble at all. The only thoughts that ran through my head at that moment was how many shots has he already taken and how long has he been here, miserable, like this?

I went over to comfort him and ask if he was ok. I caught a glimpse of his tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes. He sobbed as he claimed he was fine. Black streaks streamed down his face, which was caused from the black eyeliner he was wearing, as he cried.

He told me that his boyfriend cheated on him with a woman that he randomly picked up. Something inside of me clicked, and I instantly wanted to know who would do such a thing to somebody who seemed so innocent. But, I decided to keep quiet about it since he obviously didn't need anymore trouble in his life. He took off the ring that was on his finger and threw it in a random direction.

I sat down next to him and pulled him close to me. I rocked him back and forth as he cried. He grabbed my shirt and pulled himself as close to me as he could. As he cried, I got a decent chance to take in his appearance. I had to admit, even in this state, he truly was beautiful.

He sat up, made eye contact with me, and held it for a few minutes. Realization kicked in and it was then that I realized that I was holding Byun Baekhyun in my arms. Anybody who was anybody knew Baekhyun for his incredible modeling experience. I work as a police officer, but I don't have nearly as much money as he does.

Baekhyun's POV (from when Daehyun holds Baekhyun)

He sits down next to me and pulls me to him until I am laying on him. I study his face and take in his attractive features. I lay my head on his chest and cry harder as I listen to his heartbeat. I grab his shirt and bury my face in his chest. He moved my hair out my face, and his fingers brush against my cheek. Electricity flowed through my veins. After a couple of minutes, I sit up and study his features once more. The way his dark hair swept just over his eyes; his dark brown eyes that were made to look even darker due to his smoky makeup; the way he stared back at me intensely as if he were trying to figure me out just through my eyes. He became slightly pale after a few minutes.

My stomach turned in anticipation and anxiousness as I felt his lips intertwine with mine. Without hesitation, I found myself kissing him back. He ran his fingers through my hair as I climbed onto his lap and put my arms around his neck. His hands explored my neck, my hips and eventually my thighs. My hands traveled from his neck, and then down to his chest, but then my heart sank to my stomach when I felt a pair of hands grab my waist and rip me off of him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I felt my blood boil as I looked at the familiar face that I saw before me.

To Be Continued