SAEMI'S POV

It has been three days since I had my own studio in SME. I don't know how everything happened so fast. But I'm quite thankful to my brother who secretly worked out everything for me to be a producer in SME. 

I mean, SM Entertainment... that's just a big name.

"Unnie!"

I almost dropped the cup of coffee in my hand when I heard my name being called. My eyes searched for who called me and landed on one particular eyes that's beaming at me.

"Yeri-ssi..."

"You didn't tell me you already working here!" She shrieked in excitement and pulled me to sit on an empty chair. I was still stunned by how energetic she is and her mere presence with me.

"Y-yeah. I just started 3 days ago..." I chuckled.

"I'm assuming that you already bumped into Baekhyun sunbae?" My brows raised before shaking my head. 

It is true. I haven't seen Baekhyun even if I already stayed here for quite some time. It's not like I badly want to see him but it kinda made me disappointed. I had a lot of expectations once I came here to work. 

That I would at least be acquainted with him or accidentally bump into him.

 Yet I was slapped back to reality that he wouldn't show himself to me anymore. Besides, our agreement is all settled now. 

He doesn't have any reason to come back.

"How come?" Her face showed an evident confusion making me puzzled as well. But I shrugged it off. 

"We're not like we used to before, Yeri-ssi," I plastered a soft smile. Her expression didn't change, it even added more curiosity to her. 

"Then why do I always see him peeking at your studio?" I was taken aback. "I mean, it's in the same hallway we walk to on our way to our practice room and I always catch him standing by your studio's door."

"That's impossible," She chuckled at my reaction. My lips parted in astonishment. 

"Oh, but it is, Unnie." Yeri crossed her arms as she leans back on the chair, watching me get bewildered.

"Maybe he needed something from me, that's why he was at my-" Upon realizing what I just said, I stopped midway. The girl in front of me is having fun looking at me as I try to make sense of what she said.

Even though I want to think that Baekhyun does have intentions on seeing me again, my mind is contradicting. Maybe he doesn't really want or need anything from me. 

But Yeri said he always does that. 

Ugh! I give up. I don't want to think about it anymore.

I stood up and left Yeri behind with her face still plastering the same expression. 

***

The sky has already darkened when I walked out of the building, my mind fully occupied by the song I have been working on. 

Should I add a beat or leave it in acoustic?

Would it sound better if I add other natural sounds around?

Should I just make it raw or—

"Eun Saemi."

I wasn't able to move quickly when I heard a man's voice call me. I slowly turned around and saw him. 

Baekhyun...

His hands are in the pocket of his jacket, eyes staring at me. His voice sounded so fresh and alarming causing my hands to sweat a little. His presence only makes me feel uneasy that my heart started beating faster than normal.

"Can we talk?" I blankly looked at him. I didn't want to show him that I was affected. 

He didn't move. His eyes still lingered on me.

"What's there to talk about?"

"Something related to your dad." That completely got me off-guard.

"What about him?" He didn't say anything further and motioned me to come with him. 

We ended up going back inside the building as I follow him from behind for it not to be suspicious for the people to know that we're actually heading to the same location he is planning to go. 

Baekhyun got in the elevator and there were some other clients inside. I was pushed at the very back while he's in front. Almost everyone had already got out until we reach the top floor. It was an open space with only the air conditions and power of the building is placed. 

He continued walking and I followed. Every step I take makes me more anxious of what we would talk about. 

He finally stopped at the end of the floor, viewing the streets, buildings and the lights around the infrastructure.

"What are your plans to our family?" His eyes darkened as he looks at me intensely.

"What are you talking about?" His question spiraled a lot of confusions and questions in my mind. 

Baekhyun chuckled sarcastically. "Do you think I wouldn't know?"

"Know what?" I am getting more and more uncomfortable at his look. I am afraid that if I even say something that could trigger him, he would push me off the building. I took a step away from the end.

"Your dad is giving threats to my dad. Now what's next? Is this what you planned? Did you worked this out with your father?" It was as if I bit my tongue at the words he said. 

I went silent. I don't know what to feel and what to say. 

"Say something!" He raised his voice causing me to jolt in shock as I look up at him. For a second, I thought his expression changed to a worried expression but he covered it up again with a glare.

"I don't know what you're talking about. And what are you saying that I worked this out with him?" I looked at him in disbelief.

"Whatever your family is going through right now, I have no business with that at all." My hands crossed as I look at him with a stern face. Baekhyun's still glaring at me. 

"Then what's this—"

"Look. I kept my agreement with you. You didn't even hear me complain about what suddenly happened with you and all this time, I just hinged everything to make sense of it." My lips couldn't stop from telling these things to him. But I don't regret it. 

His eyes soften. I saw guilt in his face. 

Why are you guilty, Baekhyun? Did you do all of this in purpose just to mess up my mind again?

 "I am sorry if my father's been threatening your dad. I will try to do whatever I can to stop him." 

I turned my back and walked away as I feel my eyes getting drenched with tears. 

I hope I could just go back to when I didn't feel anything for him. When my heart didn't accept any concern about him just like how my feelings are eating me whole again. 

***

BAEKHYUN'S POV

I didn't mean anything I said to her. The last thing I want to do is to suspect her of anything with her father but I wasn't able to keep it. There's a part of me that thought of that because it would actually make sense since I left her without any notice, thinking that it might actually be her revenge at some point.

But I was wrong.

My father was wrong.

"Come to think of it..." I looked at him as he looks at a direction. He called for me to be in his office to talk. I was sitting on the couch in front of his desk. 

"Maybe it was collaboration with her daughter." My brows furrowed. 

"What?"

"Did you do anything to her?" My lips parted. Where is this heading to?

"No! Why—" And then I remembered. 

I left Saemi. I didn't say anything and just left like that. 

Was that enough to result for her to do something like this? 

I brushed it off. No, she can't do that.

"Why the sudden halt, Byun Baekhyun?"

"Nothing, Appa."

He shook his head in disappointment, his lips pursed into a thin line. 

"You know, sometimes there are things that women don't tell us but is actually marked at the back of their minds to pile up the debts we need to pay to them."

"Why are you telling me this?" My eyes squinted.

"Maybe this has something to do with his daughter."

How can I be so stupid?

She would not even think of something in that way.

I looked at her figure already getting small when I stepped forward and started running towards her. Before she could even press the button of the elevator, I made her face me.

I pulled her closer and crashed my lips on hers. 

Gosh, I missed you.