Broken | Jaeyong

chapter 1

Taeyong was finally here. In a large room filled with seats that elevated with each level all looking upon a small empty space at the front of the room, nothing but a large whiteboard filling it. Seated in the very middle was Taeyong, he had just arrived at his very first university lecture in criminology.

All his life he had dreamt of becoming a detective like his parents. Even his aunts and uncles were involved in the art of criminology one way or another. His aunt was a police officer and his uncle was a lawyer. Fighting injustice and darkness was in his blood.

"Alright, class." The professor boomed as he entered the packed classroom. Placing his belongings to the side and proceeding to walk over to the whiteboard, writing something on it. In messy, all caps writing, the word criminology was presented for all to see on the board. "Welcome to your first of many criminology lectures. I am your professor, you may call me Mr Moon, Mister, Sir, professor or professor Moon."

Taeyong was almost stomping his feet with giddy as the lecture began. Saying that he was excited was an understatement, he was exhilarated. It was happening, and before he would know it, he'd be a fully qualified detective with his spotless degree. He just couldn't wait. It felt like his life was finally beginning. With a giant grin imbedded in his cheeks, he quickly wrote down notes as professor Moon introduced the unit.

Suddenly a loud bang echoed through the vast space, interrupting the professor midsentence. Every head in the room twisted their gazes to fall on the door. Some guy had entered the room. Nonchalantly, he made his way up the stairs of seats and found a cosy place right beside Taeyong. Taeyong swears to god if this boy interrupts his learning he'll make him regret it.

Professor Moon waited silently for the late-comer to make himself comfortable before speaking, "Since you are quite late and have already managed to interrupt the lecture. Mind introducing yourself to the class?"

Taeyong waited expectantly for the stranger to answer the question. This guy was so uncourteous and disrespectful it angered Taeyong, and this boofhead just had to go ahead and settle down right next to Taeyong. He huffed annoyed as he rolled his eyes and diverted his attention back to his notes.

After a while of staring at Mr Moon unimpressed, the boy finally responded, "Jaehyun."

"Well Jaehyun, if you don't mind I'd like to continue my lecture."

Jaehyun nodded as he leant back in his seat, zoning out the professor's words and taking in his surroundings. He was in a room full of nerds, great. Twirling his pen in one hand and tapping the desk with his other, he continued to observe the group of girls in front of him. Smirking tremendously when he heard them praising his looks. He was about to tap one of them on the shoulder when a growl emitted from beside him.

"Can you stop that?" The cute boy frowned annoyed. Jaehyun didn't realise he had sat himself down right next to a cutie. He had the best spot in the building. The cute boy stared at him with obvious building anger as he kissed his teeth with frustration. "It's annoying and I'm trying to listen."

Jaehyun lifted his back from the chair and leant over the desk so his head rested on his prompted palm. He leaned closer to the boy, smirking widely when he moved away a little, taken slightly aback. "Only if you tell me your name."

"No."

"Why not? I'll stop." Jaehyun spoke as he moved closer, their sides now in full contact. "And while you're at it, can you give me your number as well."

"No." The disgust on the boy's face only egged Jaehyun on more. He was going to be a hard one to catch, but he always loved a challenge.

"Awww, c'mon." Jaehyun mocked a whine. "You look like you know what you're doing. I think I could use a tutor."

"This is only the first lecture."

"And I'm already failing."

"There's nothing to fail at the moment." Taeyong sighed. He was already over it. He moved his chair over and tried to focus on the lecture. He couldn't get behind.

Jaehyun began to move his chair back beside the cute boy when the other snapped.

"Fuck off." Taeyong growled at Jaehyun with a deadly glare.

Jaehyun exhaled loudly with a wide smirk plaguing his attractive features. He turned back to his untouched page and sighed, "I'm going to get you, baby boy."

Taeyong huffed, hearing the words made him annoyed but also strangely warm. "You won't touch me."

"We'll see how long you last." Jaehyun spoke as he spared him a glance. Taeyong shook his head and rolled his eyes. It was so cute to Jaehyun. He wanted to stand up and sit the boy on his lap right then and there. He wanted him, he knew he couldn't have him, but he wanted him. His father would kill him, but oh, how much he wanted him. The semester, the semester should be okay. So much can happen in a semester and he was going to make it happen. This cute boy was going to be his.

"I wouldn't count your blessings, Jaehyun." Taeyong told him with the faintest of smiles lightly approaching his lips. It may have been subtle but Jaehyun caught every little twitch of the boy's pretty pink lips.

His father won't find out. It will only be one semester, then he will ditch the boy like all the others.

Only one semester.

It will be fine.