Bullet With Butterfly Wings

no promises, nabi

Jaehyun watched Hansol hug her, his jaw tightening at the fact that she did not pull away. Why would she? It was Hansol. Jaehyun felt Yena's hand on his waist, the female turning him around so he could look at her.

If it was a year ago, he'd have to admit that he was stupidly in love with her. Her fox eyes and her plump lips that used to drown him in as Jaehyun would find himself clamoring for her love and appreciation. But with her in front of him right now, Jaehyun wasn't so sure anymore.

"Did you miss me?" she asked, a smile on her features. So soft. Just like how Jaehyun remembered her. "I've always wanted to come back for you, Jae."

To haunt me again? To take me back into the palm of your hand? Jaehyun nodded silently, Yena rubbing his cheek. She was the one who left NCT Center so suddenly leaving him in the dust and now that she was back, he did not know what to think.

"You went to Hongkong, didn't you?" he asked and she nodded, her hand back across her chest. He knew her body language. She had something to hide. "Why did you come back?"

"Hongkong wasn't for me," she answered simply.

"And NCT Center is?" he asked, Yena smiling at him.

"You're here, aren't you?"

He had so many things to say. How she didn't even give him an explanation. How she just stood up and left and then there were articles about her with another partner—fan accounts, PR videos, and Jaehyun had watched them wondering what went wrong.

She didn't even reply to his messages when he demanded answers. He deserved answers.

But he didn't need them anymore, Jaehyun glancing over Yena's shoulder to see that Nabi was gone. Most probably with Hansol. He sighed and Yena seemed to have noticed how he was, looking behind her before she spoke.

"Beautiful girl," she murmured and for the first time, Jaehyun noticed a slight tinge of jealousy in her voice. "She does know that we've dated, does she?"

And that was what Yena always did. Mark her territory, keep him around her so he wouldn't stray.

"She does," Jaehyun answered and she smiled.

"Good. I won't have to tell her then," Yena replied, linking her arms with his. "I'm back now, baby. We've got so many things to do."

The first thing Jaehyun noticed about himself was the feeling of dread that spread through him.

But he allowed himself to be dragged away by the one girl that hurt him.

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It was weird. Waking up with no message from Jaehyun. I told myself that it was normal to feel this way and that things weren't going to be the same way it was anymore. I rolled over in my bed, my eyes on the time when it struck 5 am.

Great. I was so used to morning runs with Jaehyun, I no longer went for midnight runs alone. I sat up, a hand running through my long hair before I reached for a scrunchie to tie my hair up. I sat in the dark of my dorm room, telling myself that today would just be another day when my phone buzzed.

Jaehyun: come out

Speak of the devil.

After I read the text message, I went down from the bed and freshened up. I looked at myself in the mirror seeing how my eyes were red. I didn't get much sleep the night before. I hated to admit it but it was taking a toll on me—everything was.