Mine | Jaeyong

Chapter 42

There was running, when Taeyong found out who was chasing him down the street.

If someone else caught this, he would be on television again... fuck it. He thought. It's my life and it's not other peoples, this had nothing to do with them, it's my problem, not theirs.

'Taeyong! Wait!'

It was like one of those movies, those break-up scenes. He suddenly felt sympathy for those fictional characters. He and Jaehyun broke up ages ago though, they just hadn't face-to-face. The last time they were together was... he hated thinking about it to be fair. He hated how that promise could be broken, and now another promise was broken. He was sick of all these people in his life making promises they can't keep, they always left a burden on him.

So he kept running and turned to the underground/subway station, he rushed down the steps and heard another pair of feet rushing down after. 'Just leave me alone!' Taeyong tried to get him to leave, with all effort he could. Except he couldn't run anymore, he only realised he caught a dead end as you had to have a train ticket to get through the barrier, so he just hid, he found a crook in a corner where there was a locked staff door, the light above was broken so it was dark in this small alleyway of a corner.

He muttered for Jaehyun to go away under his breath while he was catching it. 

Why did this have to be so difficult?

'T-Taeyong!' Jaehyun found him, game over, he heard in his head.

Taeyong looked up, he finally looked at Jaehyun for the first time and felt his heart beat twice as fast, he begged himself to not feel anything. He wanted to be numb to it. He regretted this whole thing. 'Please just stay away from me, go!' Taeyong told him, in a fatigued voice, he started to feel sick again, that hangover came in to remind him his liver couldn't hold all of that toxic liquid he ingested.

Jaehyun looked different, more handsome. He still had his pretty brown locks of hair combed to the side of his head, his shiny orbs for eyes and his dark brown irises that Taeyong used to wander off into for a while. He was wearing a cream-coloured knitted sweater when before he'd just wear suits, that suited his darker jeans that had a tight fit and a rip on the knee for fashion purposes. He was beautiful it hurt. It was a painful feeling in Taeyong's chest, maybe it was his heart beating to fast or just heartburn, his cheeks heated up, ready for him to cry but he held it back, he learnt to over the years. Taeyong learned how to confine his emotions (but to an extent). 'I can't.' Jaehyun responded. He was a meter away from Taeyong, but even that was too close and made Taeyong fearful. His Philophobia was tearing through his brain and reminding him of every possible outcome he didn't want to happen.

'You could for five years, why don't you go do it now?' Taeyong spoke bitterly.

A single tear slipped from Jaehyun's eye and ran down his cheek gracefully, taking Taeyong by surprise. 'I'm sorry.' He simply said. 'I'm so sorry...' He had clung to Taeyong, both warmth and anxiousness ran down the receiver of the hug.

Taeyong was still too hurt to believe anything. 'You just left! Without telling me, and the only goodbye I got was a damned piece of paper telling me how better off you would be without me! Do you know how horrible that is?! Ha! You know what I'm better off without you too! Look at me!' Taeyong pushed Jaehyun off of him, and had started to lie a little. He was never better off, and seeing the life Jaehyun lived made him jealous, he lived the life he wanted to live. In a home surrounded by green and a home that brought happiness. Living as an idol was one of the toughest things, but he had worked so hard to get there. He even debuted a year early, he hadn't stopped dance practising and vocal training, he pushed himself that much. The best benefit from it was making music and having a fanbase, people who love you and care about you. Those things he lacked. He was so fixed on his anger he didn't realise he was hitting Jaehyun's chest with his hands. 'Just leave already.' He whispered, he was still managing to contain his emotions. 'Leave before it gets hard, you shouldn't of divorced that girl, you should have had children and had a happy life.'

Jaehyun seemed to be built like a brick wall, he pulled Taeyong into his embrace making Taeyong flinch but gave in, he didn't hug back, he couldn't. He just accepted it. 'I'm sorry. I deserve this.' He said again. 'I was foolish. I did it because Carlos told me it was better that way. He said you would be better off, he was wrong. I can't be with a woman and she struggled to bear with me, she wanted children, I couldn't sleep with her. I didn't. Is that all you want to hear?' He spoke fast, it was hard to keep up with what he was saying.

Taeyong wanted to know more. 'No. That's not the whole story.' He made a sniff. 'Just, let's be friends now. Like way, way back.' He held his hand out to Jaehyun after the hug ended, and Jaehyun shook his hand with a half smile, he seemed to like the skinship more than the idea of friendship. Jaehyun's hand was soft and made Taeyong have a shiver down his back.

Then Jaehyun said it. 'Were we always more than friends. I never remember just being friends, brothers, yes! Not friends. Friends don't sleep in each other's beds and take baths to-'

'Shut up.' Taeyong cut him off, he didn't care if he was being rude or not because he still felt betrayed and didn't want to hear what he had done. Jaehyun made a small nod with his head, knowing he must have touched a boundary he shouldn't have touched or crossed, he rubbed his hands together nervously, thinking of what to say. He was still giving Taeyong eye contact, he was good at that and it always made Taeyong feel weak, Jaehyun's eyes were so pretty that it was hard to look away most of the time except when they weren't filled with anger. When they were filled with anger it was scary and he had to look away. Then Jaehyun was about to apologise to not make the situation awkward. 'I'm sorr-'

Taeyong sighed dramatically. 'Stop apologising! It will turn into a habit...' He mumbled, he then realised he had mumbled and quickly grabbed his mouth and covered it. 'You don't like that but I always do it, see that's proof, it will turn into a habit...' He mumbled again and slapped himself lightly across the cheek. 'Aish...'

Jaehyun chuckled with a blush adorning his face, shivers ran down Taeyong's body.

'Ahh, you're cute~.' More shivers. 'You look really hot on TV, I was starting to think they sucked the cuteness out of you.' Jaehyun had backed Taeyong into a wall, shit, he licked his lips. Taeyong felt defenceless, he tried to push Jaehyun away but his arm got slammed onto the wall beside him and as for his other arm. 'Don't do this Jaehyun, I don't think y-you should like someone like me. I'm such a mess.'

Jaehyun was breathing heavily, moving closer. 'I don't care if you are.'

How was Taeyong supposed to tell him he was scared because he couldn't do this. But Jaehyun wouldn't care, he'd suck the fear out of him, or at least try to. Taeyong closed his eyes and moved his face to the side, away from Jaehyun possibly trying to kiss him, except Taeyong was determined he wasn't going to let him kiss him, he wouldn't let himself fall in the trap of this love. Was it even love? It felt strange. Tae felt that familiar chest press up against his and felt his stomach plummet, Jaehyun was going to take what he could. If he couldn't kiss Taeyong's lips he would kiss what was in front of him, so he had out of nowhere nibbled the top of Taeyong's ear hoping he would get a reaction out of Taeyong from it. Taeyong never thought an ear would be that sensitive... Because he made a squeak and kicked Jaehyun, right between the legs, it was a reflex! He blamed it on that anyway.

He could feel that, the agony of it... Jaehyun let go of Taeyong and was holding his holy area as he dropped to his knee's. That's how you tame a tiger, eh?

Taeyong laughed and stuck his tongue out, he really was being mean. But that was his form of revenge, and he got off on doing this, making Jaehyun feel pain seemed to be amusing because he knew how Jaehyun was weak for him... What has Satan done to me? He wondered. So he felt bad... as he ran back up the stairs to the upper-world. He saw a bus and hopped on just before it was going to make its leave. That was also part of the revenge, neglecting. He had done his part. Hopefully, he won't have to do it again... but it's only fair-play, right?

His revenge wasn't even that bad...

He waited on the bus until it got to the stop where Jisung's house was.