if winter was a person | jaeyong.

the tenth.

<past>

Everything was going fine for him. He was everything, he was the prettiest boy, the cutest, the skinniest, the smartest, and the richest. He had it all and he thought it would carry him all the way to his senior year. He was famous among the school, and was friends with everyone.

It all came crashing down when he came around. With that cold face, petite body and beautiful voice. Not to mention he was also smart and soon took over his role. They all started to notice him more and leave him in the dirt.

Apparently people wanted cold and 'emo' more than cute and nice.

He thought to himself. It was all fine, as long he doesn't touch Johnny. But no, he was so close with Johnny, they look like they're boyfriends already. He was devastated, he wanted to kill this boy.

He wanted to delete Taeyong off this map. But he couldn't touch him, because he feared that maybe Johnny would hate him. Forever.

So he just decided to 'go for the jugular' slowly and discreetly.

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<10:01pm>
<present>

Jaehyun stopped the bike as they reached into a very simple house. The walls were being climbed by vine and flowers, there were pots of plants and flowers in front and even some saplings. Taeyong hopped off and took a look around as he was never familiar in this part of the city. His gaze suddenly change to the loud sound of the red gate opening. A lady appeared with a pink apron and a smile on her face.

"Mom! Is it ok if my classmate stays with us tonight?" Jaehyun spoke while he smiles, his signature dimple popping out.

"Sure, sure" Jaehyun's mother tilted a little to take a peek of this classmate, and she immediately smiled like an idiot to her son.

"Is he the boy that you have been talking about?" She whispered and giggled after. Jaehyun's ear turned red and denied.

"I hope you boys are hungry, come on" She went back inside and they both followed inside.

Taeyong wasn't familiar to this kind of set up of a house, he was used to marble floors, white columns and chandeliers, not wooden floors or a cramp living space. Jaehyun walked him to his room. Jaehyun quickly took up some items that were scattered around, he was embarrassed how he looked messy.

"There's some shirts on the upper closet and some boxer shorts on the lower cabinet, just call me—" Jaehyun was immediately frozen when he saw Taeyong opening the closet and took out a shirt, it was a Rage Against The Machines shirt that Jaehyun cherished. The older then bent over to open the cabinet, his butt was up in the air and Jaehyun was turning red.

"U-Um"

Taeyong stood up straight eyed the red-eared boy, his face absent of emotion. Jaehyun scratched his ears before stuttering and bumping into to other stuff as he got the message that Taeyong had to change.

Jaehyun fanned himself after he closed his door. The image of Taeyong's cute little butt still burned in his eyes, he wanted to wrap his arms around that waist and hug him.

In the meantime, he went to help his mother in the kitchen. He washed his hands and began to cut some vegetables. He hummed as the knife sliced through the crunchy green vegetable, he felt quite happy that he had Taeyong with him tonight.

His mind slowly drifted to a thought of maybe he was indeed falling in love with Taeyong.

"So is that the boy you have been talking about?" His mother crept up behind him.

Jaehyun got surprised and the sharp tool pierced onto his flesh. Blood gushing out of his finger as he yelled out of pain. His mother shouted as well, she was in the verge of fainting and yet she panics. His father soon came and shouted by the amount of blood staining Jaehyun's perfectly used-to-be-clean white shirt.

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Taeyong slid his head through the hole of the shirt but halted and let the shirt fall into place on its own. He heard faint shouts piling up with one another. He paid no mind to it and just searched through the room and found some paper and pencils lying on the study desk, he looked at the window and saw the starry night.

The moon glowing gently as the stars twinkled above him, he fell in love with its beauty. Taeyong looked down and saw a pot of filled with only one red poppy near the window. The gears in his brain sort of shifted and involuntarily constructed a piece to draw.

He sat down near the study desk and took up a pencil. He started to sketch peacefully and let his hand drag the pencil across the paper, turning a vision into real life.

He was a bit rusty as he wasn't really good, and he didn't really continued his drawing lessons.

The door opened and Taeyong immediately stopped his actions and shifted his eyes to the person who opened the door. Jaehyun stood there with a tray of food, his white shirt stained with red splatters and his finger wrapped with a bandaid.

"I told them you weren't comfortable eating with mixed company, so I brought you this tray. And no, no blood went onto the food, just on my shirt" Jaehyun smiled, his dimple deepening.

Taeyong took the tray from the tired male and placed it on the study desk. He went on to grab the cup of water and took a sip. While sipping, he turned his head and saw Jaehyun's naked torso. Muscles defined his shape, his arousing figure made Taeyong choke on his drink unexpectedly.

Jaehyun turned around suddenly and ran to the choking boy, the cup fallen on floor was paid no mind. He kneeled down in front of Taeyong and handed him the shirt that he was about to wear as a napkin.

Taeyong took the shirt immediately and covered his runny nose and coughing mouth. After he calmed down, he still saw Jaehyun looking at him with a worried look and suddenly he felt his heart raced. This warm feeling of Jaehyun's caring eyes and hands gripping on his thighs made his feel something familiar, and not to mention those abs and muscles which added to the heated feeling.

Jaehyun stood up and headed to his closet to fetch some clothes. He wore the shirt, which hugged his sculpted chest a little, and went back to the older, who apparently started to pick on the food. Once he arrived he saw a piece of paper on the desk. It had a beautiful drawing of a moon and the stars and a flower. It felt familiar, and so he looked on his window and he found it, but there was a silhouette of a guy standing on the drawing. He was curious but got lazy.

"I didn't know you could draw" he sat down on the corner of his bed.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me"

"Then let's start now,"

Taeyong slowly chewed as he looked at Jaehyun's dimpled face.

"Why don't we get to know each other, Taeyongie" that nickname made his heart pound loudly, but his face didn't show any sudden emotion.

Taeyong just nodded and loosened up a bit.

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