count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ thirty three ⌟

"but i miss you." the male's voice, from the line, was soft and he laced with sadness. probably just to guilt trip the  younger, who knows? "hubby, i really do." 

❝taeyong, we just saw each other a while ago.❞ jaehyun clicked his tongue, not because he was irritated with the older insisting for them to see each other, but because of how he was having a hard time understanding another term from the book.

but taeyong took it the wrong way, thinking he was annoyed by him already. "that was when i served you your dinner there! and then you asked me to leave not long after."

❝because i don't want to be disturbed,❞ the younger said, picking up the books that were scattered on the ground and placing it down on the bed to remind himself to read it later.

there was a pause from the line, making jaehyun wonder if the call was ended already. but when he went to check, it still was ongoing. he then tried to call his name out and it was after a minute that taeyong finally replied.

"let's go out."

❝taeyong, no. i still have a lot of work to do,❞ jaehyun said while letting out a stressful sigh. ❝and it's already late, for god's sake.❞

and to think that taeyong wasn't determined enough. he was, and he will do anything just to take the younger out. "but i thought midnight dates were our thing?"

❝it was, but—❞

"what difference does it make if it still is?" frustration can now be heard coming from him. "is it because of my condition?"

massaging his temples, jaehyun held himself back from verbally lashing at him as he knew it wouldn't be too good for his health. ❝it's already late. if you want, we can go out and play for the whole day. we can even skip classes if you want to. hm, wifey?❞

hopefully, that was enough to convince the older not to go out. tomorrow, maybe he can borrow and hour or two from his time and spend it with the male and after that, he can continue on his business at the hospital. for now, he has to find an exact solution to suggest to his personal doctor.

but then, the silence made the taller male worry all of a sudden. ❝taeyong?❞

"j-jaehyun.."

the heavy breaths he was hearing from the call caused him to shot his head up and not wasting his time to grab a jacket and his car keys. he didn't bother cleaning up his room filled with papers and books, and immediately got out of there with a concerned expression. ❝where are you? taeyong, your inhaler!❞

him being worried is completely an understatement. jaehyun's thoughts were being scrambled and he doesn't know which option he should choose for this situation.

"o-outside.. i can't b-breathe.."

❝fuck.❞ he uttered under his breath, remembering to hold himself back from shouting at the older as it would only make things worst. though, he was already cursing thousands of times at how insensitive taeyong was with his health. he knew that he had a condition to be taken care of but still went outside, for what? ❝stay right there, take deep breaths in. i'm coming for you!❞

jaehyun didn't bother ending the call and while running down to the living room, he was mumbling some comforting words to the older male who's breathing is getting heavier as time passes by. he swerved to the front door but then recalled that the shorter male would prefer more at the back door. which means, he could be possibly there. sprinting away to the opposite side, jaehyun started to huff as he reached to the kitchen. his pace didn't slow down and neither did he give himself time to rest from running to the back door.