When My World Falls-JAEYONG

7 | as a friend

"You just met the guy and became his babysitter?"

"Why does everyone think I'm a babysitter when I won't be looking after a kid and even do things like a babysitter would do?"

Johnny rolled his eyes at him, "But technically, you're taking care of someone."

"But you guys just can't consider me as a babysitter!"

"Woah, woah...Why is my bestfriend shouting at my boyfriend?"

Both of them looked beside and saw Ten standing with his hands on his hips, one eyebrow raised and a smirk. Taeyong frowned while Johnny looked really happy to see him. They were feeling two different emotions. What chances do Taeyong even have when both of them are boyfriends? They're a couple. Of course, Ten will tease him like how Johnny does. The boy sat beside his boyfriend while looking suspiciously at the both of them.

"Are you guys...seriously fighting?" the boy asked, "And did you guys forget that you're outside and infront of on-going classes?"

"We're not fighting, but he just doesn't want to admit it that he's babysitting someone who is already in his twenties," Johnny said.

Taeyong pouted, "Ten, do you really think I'm acting like a babysitter?"

Ten shrugged, "I don't know, unless you treat them as a baby, Yong."

Before the boy could even say something back at him, the bell rang from the other building that was near them. The 'babysitter' agenda was brought up because Taeyong asked Johnny to come and stay with him for a while, while he waits for someone. Then Johnny asked about it, since it was a first time for Taeyong to wait for someone, which concluded to them quarrelling.

"I was actually waiting for you to say that but no, unfortunately, I won't treat him as a baby," the boy uttered before standing up from his seat, with his bag on hand, "I actually have to go...See you later, lovebirds!"

Taeyong was getting stares from lower years as he made his way into their building. It was a different department but he still does get some greetings from other students. Ever since he joined the dance club, he's been getting some attention from others. Although, most people knew him because of how attractive he is with his smiles.

The boy hummed a song while he looks for the room he's been finding, but it seemed like he won't be able to catch the guy if he'll look in wrong classrooms. Instead, he walked over to the entrance doors of the department and stood there. Taeyong sighed while he's fidgeting with his fingers and waits for the specific someone to show up.

Unfortunately, he wasn't able to get the guy's number.

It's just been a few minutes before Taeyong saw the guy almost walking out of the building. His lips became a smile as he went and got closer to him. Instead of holding his wrist, he cut off his way to get attention.

"Do you have any classes left today, Jaehyun?" the older asked.

The guy stopped abruptly. He looked back at the boy infront of him, wearing that smile again.

"Did I surprise you? I'm sorry," Taeyong added.

Jaehyun looked at him, blankly, "You didn't," he said monotonous then proceeds to walk pass by him.

The boy frowned and looked at the guy as he was walking away from him. He winced his eyes and groaned at the action He didn't give up and went to catch up with him. The first days aren't always the easiest, so he'll suck up his attitude. He'll lower down his pride and ego for him. He needs to understand the guy anyway. That's what he's here for, and he wants to help him.

Right, Jaehyun has tantrums and doesn't want to be touched. Got it. Noted.

Taeyong nodded at his thought as he walked beside him. Jaehyun didn't mind him and just casually walking like the usual. Although, he found the boy annoying. Too jolly and happy for his liking.

"So, how was class?" Taeyong asked, trying to get him to speak. Jaehyun's mouth shouldn't be only for bad mouthing.

But the guy, expectedly, didn't reply to him. He was avoiding the boy, but of course, Taeyong tried to catch his attention and thought that Jaehyun's just spacing out.

"Jaehyunnie?"

The said male almost rolled his eyes at Taeyong because of the nickname. Jaehyun just grabbed his earphones in his pocket and puts them on. He doesn't want to talk, like every normal day. Taeyong just sighed mentally but kept a small smile on his face.

"You don't really want to talk?" Taeyong asked softly.

Jaehyun remembered when his auntie asked that to him. He, too, refused to speak to her for a few days. It was very hard for him to adjust those days. The only time he was able to talk to her was when she just let Jaehyun feel like he's never lonely. Since then, Jaehyun treated her auntie as someone very important to him.

She never left him, whatever the situation is.

The guy looked at the boy and their eyes met. His soulless ones met with ones that held the universe. He was obviously loved by everyone, unlike him.

"I know we just met...and this happened, but I'm willing to help you, Jaehyun. Being with a friend can help you," the boy uttered, "It's also hard to adjust with this setup and that's normal. You don't have to see me as a friend, or anyone important to you. But if you could let me help you, that would be great."

Jaehyun knew Taeyong was serious about it. Every word he lets out were full of sincerity and even just staring at his eyes, there was no doubt that he stayed true. Before he got too carried away, Jaehyun looked away from the boy.

"I don't want to talk today...I'm sorry," the man softly uttered.

The boy shook his head and smiled warmly, "There's nothing to apologize for, Jaehyun. But do you have any classes left today? If you don't, I can leave and give you some space."

Jaehyun shook his head, responding no to the boy's question.

"Okay. I guess I'll see you tomorrow--Oh, wait," then Taeyong immediately finds and grabs a pen and paper in his backpack, then wrote on it before giving to it Jaehyun, "You can always call me. Okay?"

The man looked at it but before he could even answer him, the boy bids 'bye' to him. Taeyong still has the smile, waving at him, while walking towards the main gate.

Jaehyun could only sigh.