count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ nineteen ⌟

getting inside the property, the male made sure to thank the security guards. one of them told him that their young sir was looking everywhere for him but he wanted to convince himself that it's just because he has his phone. not to mention how he should hold it carefully as it's the latest brand. dropping it would probably cost him whole semestral tuition in college.

shaking at the possibility of paying that much just for a phone, taeyong pushed the thoughts away and tried finding some reasons he could say to his mother once he gets to see her. reasons that are believable, that can't make her grow suspicious. if she knows that he was sent to the hospital, she'd be worried as hell for sure.

❝hm, maybe she would believe me if i say i went out eating ice cream with johnny? or watching movies—❞ he was put to a halt in his tracks as he saw a familiar figure sitting by the stairs that led to the front door.

squinting his eyes, he hoped his sight wasn't playing with him.

❝jaehyun?❞

bringing his legs close and burying his head down on his knees, the mention of his name caused the male to look up with his puffed eyes and lips swollen while sniffling from his nose. he looked like he had just cried or probably just tired, did he go around the city just to look for his phone?

their eyes then locked gazes despite of being quite distant from each other. it was taeyong who looked away first as he remembered about the device he forgot to return. while the male got up from the stairs and started approaching the shorter who's busy fishing his pocket and searching for the phone.

making a cheerful sound upon finding it, taeyong pulled it out and was about to hand it to the guy. ❝here's your—❞

but he was stopped from doing so he got greeted by a tight embrace that caused him to stumble back.

if it weren't for being held tight then he would have really fell down on the ground. but what made him panic though was the phone he accidentally loosened his grip on because of how taken aback he was by the hug. here goes his semestral tuition being used to buy a new expensive ass phone.

he then started to panic, controlling it as he now knew how to limit himself. ❝jaehyun, your phone! it fell—❞

❝does that even matter right now!?❞

taeyong flinched at how he raised his voice at him, startled when he pulled away from the embrace but kept his hands gripping on his shoulder. with eyes widened, the older could then see the worry in the taller's eyes as they stared at each other.

then he was reminded of what he saw a while ago but managed to prevent himself from having that memory flashing inside his head to stop himself from hurting. forcing a smile, taeyong held himself back from feeling anything and putting meaning to the younger's actions. ❝i-i'm sorry, did i worry you that much with your phone? i was about to give it to you but something happened and i—❞

❝you were gone when i got back to the car and you think i was worried for my stupid damn phone!?❞

again with him raising his voice, making the shorter male to flinch at every word he said out loud. he didn't know when he got this sensitive but being scolded at made him feel his nose itching and his throat clogging with his sobs that are threatening to come out from his mouth. this shouldn't happen, he should hold himself back from crying.

❝i tried using my mother's phone to call you, you didn't answer. i asked your mother, you still didn't answer. i went around the city, thinking that you're just hanging out with johnny, but i couldn't find you anywhere.❞ jaehyun moved away with a scoff. ❝and you still think i'm fucking worried for my phone.❞