catcher and pitcher (of feelings)

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After the Scouters left, I stood waiting for Jaehyun in front of the office

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After the Scouters left, I stood waiting for Jaehyun in front of the office. He came out looking defeated and pissed, Jaehyun spotting me as he stalked towards me. Slinging an arm over my shoulder, he groaned. I reached up and patted his hand softly, asking him what happened.

"They took my phone. Took my phone and laptop for something I didn't even do," he said and I shrugged.

"That seems fine. It's just your phone and your laptop," I told him and he stared at me. "...Is it not?"

"No?" he said, looking at me like I said something so preposterous. "How am I going to check my social media?"

"Do you have to?" I asked. I then learned that Jaehyun actually was vain—in a very funny way. He did speak to the president of his fan clubs and they were nice enough to always ask him before they posted a photo. "Jaehyun, it's just a week."

"You don't understand, Nabi," he snapped and I blinked, surprised and how hard his voice came out. I lifted a hand in the air, stepping away from him when he reached for me. "Sorry, sorry! Come back. It's just... I didn't do it."

"You didn't?" I asked. I heard from Yuta about Jaehyun's antics and thought he had someone to help. I understood how unfair it was for him if he didn't actually do it. He nodded, his eyebrows knitting into a frown before he grabbed my arm and pulled me back, Jaehyun tightening his arm around my neck. "If you didn't do it, who did?"

"I know who," he murmured under his breath. "But I'll deal with him later. I'm sure he wouldn't want you to know."

He said the last part softly, I had to lean closer to hear him. I decided not to pry, seeing Jung Jaehyun run a tongue over his teeth before he made a face. He was in a foul mood and I could tell. I had to head to the library and Jaehyun, like a child, simply slumped on the extra couch as he waited for me to check out the books I wanted to read.

"Maybe you need to pick up reading," I told him, looking over to see him with a book on his head. He was throwing a silent tantrum, his eyes strained on an empty spot on the floor. That was how we ended up on the couch, Jaehyun's head on my lap as I began to read him poetry.

"Nature's first green is gold," I recited. "Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower, but only so an hour."

Jaehyun's eyes were closed as he listened to me.

"So Eden sank in grief, so dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay."

"What does it mean?" he asked suddenly and I closed the book, looking down at him. "Nature's first green is gold. Eden sank in grief. It's about human losing nature, isn't it?"

"Mhm, maybe. We did some questionable things to our planet," I told him before I thought back to the last line. "Nothing gold can stay. We used to put so much value in gold before, you know? I heard humans used to wear them as necklaces and rings."

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