count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ twenty two ⌟

johnny stiffened from his place, covering a hand over his neck after seeing where his friend is looking at. ❝w-what is what?❞

the shorter male took hold of the older's wrist and pulled his hand away, widening his eyes as he was knowledgeable enough to recognize what that is. ❝johnny, is that a hickey—❞

❝make up!❞ the biker tried cutting him off. ❝o-or, mosquito bites!❞

but that didn't stop taeyong from interrogating the taller one. ❝you skipped monday just to get laid?❞

❝excuse me, but i helped someone.❞ johnny said, taking a step back.

gasping, the shorter male was taking aback by the thoughts he had in mind. ❝by offering your body!?❞

the two of them were outside, having students roaming around and stopping just to look at them after taeyong's outburst. countless of misunderstandings can be made at what he had just shouted, making johnny bury his face on the palm of his hand with his index finger and thumb pinching the bridge of his nose.

for taeyong, this was worst than volunteering to help get one's ex back. his friend actually had to give his body just to help someone, what kind of help is that?

❝i didn't offer my body, okay?❞ he then went to calm the younger down, holding his hand. the biker didn't pay attention to the eyes that were darted to them, taeyong already did his job to shoo the people away by glaring at them.

sure, he didn't give his body. probably just offered his lips for a heated make out session but you don't hear that from him.

closing his eyes, taeyong might have went too far. whatever the older's reason was for not being around, he's not a parent that has to know about it. all he has to be assured is that his friend is safe and nothing bad had happened to him. johnny is still walking, speaking, and even just being himself so that's already enough for him. he may be a bestfriend but that doesn't mean he gets to control his life, know what he does every second of the day, and have the older follow what he says. they are grown ups for god's sake, they can do whatever they want.

❝i'm sorry.❞ after minutes of the both of them staying silent, taeyong had finally opened his mouth and spoke. ❝i didn't mean to pressure you into telling me.❞

johnny was about to say something, probably apologize too for making him worry, but the words he had in mind vanished to thin air when he saw the shorter male raising his head up to look at him, having his eyes welling up with tears.

❝i-it's just that, i w-wanted to tell you everything that h-had happened so far,❞ hearing sniffles from him, the biker immediately raising his hand up and wiped the tears that are streaming down from his eyes using his thumb. ❝but y-you weren't around s-so i didn't know what t-to do.❞

❝taeyong,❞ the taller male had then softened his voice, moving close to him and sticking their foreheads as he had his free hand slide down and take the younger's, massaging his palms. ❝don't cry, calm down. i'm not mad nor am i blaming you for anything. you were just worried and i understand. i am also sorry for not being there with you.❞ he first paused for a couple of seconds and let himself hear the shorter's breathing composing down. ❝that's right, breathe in and breathe out.❞

fortunately for the said male, he handled his emotions quickly before it starts to scatter to places. taeyong got to stop crying and calm his heartbeat down, preventing himself from having another episode that could cause for the biker to panic once again.