It was a quiet afternoon, the wind was calm and so was the dark grey sky. He was hurrying down the street with his head lowered. Occupied with trying to keep a low profile and stay safe until he reached the company, he ran straight into the stranger in front of him. “Oh shit,” he heard the shorter curse under his breath and shot him a displeased frown. Kris knew it was his fault, but it was completely unnecessary for his victim to swear. That was what he thought, until he noticed the crushed laptop buried onto the pavement. 

Kris’ lips parted as he was about to apologize but his voice was broken off abruptly by a heavy shove at his chest. He shot an annoyed glare at the shorter and his apology swiftly shifted into a challenge. “What the hell?” What he received in return was far from what he expected and he stumbled back from another push. “Hey! Watch it, shorty!” His voice rose with rage. Stopping himself, Kris dropped his hands as he reminded himself that he was a public figure. 

As if the fact that someone bumped into him wasn’t irritating him enough already, the true anger rose inside of his body when he saw the white of his laptop against the grey pavement. Broken. 

Months and months of saving money had been put into the device; not to mention the amount of documents and photos were inside of it. All of it lay there on the ground now, crushed and gone. Anger flared inside of him at that, teeth harshly digging into his lower lip. Really, Baekhyun wasn’t at all a violent person, but this really just was the last straw today that made him snap completely, hands roughly pushing against the elder’s chest. Being called a shorty only pushed hum even further, hands clenching into fists and gripping the other’s shirt tightly between his fingers. 

‘Look what you have done now! You just murdered my laptop and all you can do is to insult me?! You better repay me for all of the costs!’ Public figure or not; Baekhyun didn’t care in that moment. Not even if people stopped to stare and not even if he actually wanted to become famous one day, too. All of his work lay there on the cold ground, broken, and that was really all he could think about that moment. 

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realxstkris - bc reblogging asks is ugly - did you mean you wanted to continue this or??? - i just - ok - para -