count on me┃jaeyong

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❝o-ouch!❞ the man whined when he felt his cheeks being pinched.

that alarmed taeyong, causing him to cover his mouth with a gasp and take a step back, looking so surprised. ❝so, it's not a dream?❞

however, you can still see the differences. like how this man right here had a much more softer appeal, but also how his voice is twice deeper than the certain angel whose name he just said out of misunderstanding. not to mention, this man is wearing spectacles, which he could have a bad eyesight. also, how damn tall is he? it frightened him at how insanely similar they are but at the same time, you can tell the drastic difference.

"sir lee!"

blinking his eyes, taeyong started shaking his head aggressively. what is he doing with a stranger? of course there would be people looking a lot like him. there's a saying about that, but he didn't want to think deeper in to that. this is just going to pass, and he's going to pretend that this didn't happen at all. ❝i'm sorry, i better keep going—❞

❝wait!❞ taking his arm, the shorter male was being spun around to face him. right at this moment, taeyong can't believe that time stopped when he not got a closer look at this man right here.

they are different.

rubbing a hand on his nape, the man looked away with lips puckered and a light blush visible on his cheeks. ❝m-my phone, if you don't mind.❞

snapping out from his thoughts once more, taeyong then passed him the device he owned. ❝here, i apologize.❞

"doctor jung!" widening his eyes, they even have the same surname? the world has got to be fucking him up.

with a smile, the man took a polite bow. as much as he wanted to stay and have a conversation with someone so beautiful, he had to go because of his tight schedule. ❝thank you, i better go.❞ damn, he can't even gather the guts to ask the fazed male as to what his name is and just run to where his secretary is waving at.

and at the same time, the student approached taeyong who's staring at the ground with a hand clutched to his chest. no, he wasn't having a panic attack, neither was he having another breaking down episode, but his heart just can't stop beating after that encounter. and because the student was fond of teasing him, she had to do it.

❝i see, doctor jung yoonoh has caught your attention?❞ she tapped her chin with a mocking pondering expression. ❝i wonder if all we are going to do in nyc is participate for the student program?❞

❝jung yoonoh?❞ he felt like he had heard that name before, but again, he didn't want to think much about it as he knew that was just a one time thing, and they won't be meeting each other again, there's just no way. ❝how do you even know him?❞

exaggerating the throw of  her hands up in the air, she then said, ❝welcome to new york city!❞ when actually, that's her parent's personal doctor. it was just a coincidence that they got to meet here at the airport.

but having to bump her teacher? she doesn't think that a coincidence at all.

probably.. destiny?

clicking his tongue, taeyong went to find his phone inside his pocket, only to realize something that caused him to scream. ❝my phone is still with him!❞

so much for it being a one time thing.

⚊ e n d ⚊

to be young and in love in new your city— guys, how did i do?

i hope the ending wasn't rushed for you, because this is exactly how i planned it to be. i just hope i didn't disappoint anyone in making this book. a lot may have stopped midway because of the late updates, and some might have stopped after i k-worded jaehyun, but for those who stayed till the end, thank you so much.

when i said that i really had no idea where this book is going, i meant it. nevertheless, i am so grateful for you guys in staying and for being so patient with me.