When Jaehyun starts to live the adult life he discoverers that Taeyong's mistakes are breaking his heart and trust. Despite all the hardships he must learn to fight for himself and his dreams or else he will lose his boyfriend and his music career.
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"Oh so nice," Taeyong turned from the steaming pots and pans and walked to him.
He took the cap and tried it on.
"And?" he asked.
"Ok," muttered Jae.
"Thank you," Taeyong smiled.
He made a move as if he would like to hug Jae but moved back.
"So I'm not ready yet," Taeyong walked back to his cooking.
"I'll wait," Jae took a chair, he loved to watch this boy no matter how ordinary the thing he was doing were.
He really wanted to tell him 'I love you' but fought with his tongue that the words didn't slip out.
Twenty minutes later a real feast was on the table and they sat opposite each other and ate in silence. Jae was so happy to be with Taeyong no matter how distant they were.
"Jae," whispered Taeyong. "Do you... do you enjoy the dinner?" he said.
"Yes," Jae smiled. "I love youf cooking."
Taeyong smiled faintly.
He looked pale, a little like Taeil, sad and not that healthy, but not lousy or dirty.
"I'm cleaning the flat twice a day I hope Billy will give me some work soon," muttered Taeyong. "So far I have vocation after the tour."
"That's nice," muttered Jae while chewing.
"Nice, to much free time and a broken heart aren't nice," said Taeyong.
Jae glanced up.
"You bfoke my heaft," said Jae.
"And you broke mine breaking up with me," said Taeyong.
Jae had difficulties to get the next bite down.
"If you came to complain..." he started.
"No, just to spent some time with you I miss you," Taeyong sat with his head low.
Jae hesitated, was it the right time to forgive but he promised himself, New Year.
So they ate in silence and when they finished Taeyong jumped up and started to clean the dishes and Jae hurried to help.
They cleaned in the same silence glancing at each other from time to time, Taeyong still wearing the snapback Jae gave him.
They ordered all dished in the right cupboards and Taeyong started to clean the table and counters, and Jae stopped next to the door and watched him.
"Ok I guess it looks ok," Taeyong put the rug back and scanned the kitchen. "I'll go now I hope the evening wasn't too awful."
"It was ok," muttered Jae.
"You don't love me right?" asked Taeyong suddenly and Jae felt pain inside.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because if you loved me, you couldn't reject me for so long," Taeyong went paler.
Jae's heart sped up.
"Maybe I'm still mad," he said.
"Ok I get it but if you wanted me as much as I want you would..." he stopped.
"Would what?" asked Jae raising his voice.
"Would lay me down on this kitchen table and not stand there and keep your distance," said Taeyong.
Jae was overwhelmed he blinked a lot.
Did Taeyong really came here for it?
Everything was boiling in Jae the lasts thing he wanted was to lose this boy no matter what and he moved closer till his hand laid on Taeyong's cheek.
"I'm still mad," muttered Jae pressing his lips to the boy's lips and a wild feeling overtook him but he could control it by now. But the other grabbed his hair and pulled him closer he kissed all the air out of him.
Jae needed to stop him when Taeyong's hands crawled under his t-shirt and he moved a little away.
"So you don't," Taeyong seemed so hurt.
"I need mofe time," whispered Jae.
He avoided Taeyong's eyes because he could read the true out of them. The way Jae was burning and wishing to grab the boy's clothes and remove them all till there would be only skin between them.
"Jae please," Taeyong begged and Jae grabbed his waist and pulled him into a hug hoping it will be enough and cover his obvious lies.
"I'm glad youf hefe," he said.
Taeyong bit the fabric of his t-shirt on his shoulder and Jae shivered.
Something softened in him and he moved his lips along the boy's neck pulling him through the rooms to a nice couch and sitting on it.
"Lat's say we could go back to this just fof tonight," whispered Jae placing endless kisses on the boy's face.
He took the lead and Taeyong let him too broken to act, and Jae felt heat and sadness. It wasn't like if they made up but it was something. And then he remembered Sicheng and Yuta and the slow kisses they shared and he moved his hands under Taeyong's chin and pulled him closer with his lips.
He felt the other's hands on his waist and the kiss slowed down. They made out carefully taking their time while the snow was falling on the windowsill behind them.
Jae felt relaxed, he felt so great and he hated himself a little for being so stubborn when the first gray morning light fell into the room and he was still on the couch enjoying the position in Taeyong's arms, both fully dressed while he felt soft kisses in his hair, his hand was lifted and each of his fingers kissed one by one causing him to fall into pieces just a little.
He believed he had so much stuff to write songs about Mr. Jaclsonville wanted the first album soon but Jae needed Taeyong to make the songs perfect, his lover was the better songwriter, and Jae shivered. He grabbed Taeyong's warm arm tighter and placed his head on it reaching it with his lips.
Was it so easy to be close and forgive. Was it because he knew Doyoung was right, and they were on drugs, Taeyong was his from the moment they looked into each other's eyes.
"I'd like a song about it," muttered Jae quietly.
Taeyong stayed silent, he just played with his hair and Jae shivered.
Will he get another love song.
The snow was thick when Jae walked Taeyong to the university gate a few hours later. There they hugged slightly and his boyfriend was gone soon, and Jae couldn't help but wish he had acted differently.
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