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Chapter Twelve: El Gato De La Noche

A/N: 3 days in a row? Yes. More chapters ready to go? Yes. Gonna post them too? No. Suffer.
Chapter contains: mean words as always, and... *sigh*.... just.... a lot of crying.
(NOT PROOF READ. I'm lazy and tired.)

Heeseung shudders when Jake's fingers skim over his bare skin.

"Hurt?" Jake asks, his voice extremely soft.

"Y-Yeah... just a little bit."

"Stop lying, I know it hurts like hell. It's dark." Jake mumbles, making eye contact with him in the bathroom mirror. Jake was standing behind shirtless Heeseung, examining the injury created the day before.

"Fuck, Jake. You know I'm not..." Heeseung's words trail off and he lowers his head, suddenly self conscious under the youngers gaze.

"...Good at admitting your weakness?" Jake asks with a soft smile. Heeseung scoffs and resists the urge to cover himself with his shirt again.

"Yeah."

"It's okay to say it hurts, Heeseung. I'm not going to think you're a weakling because you say this giant bruise hurts."

Heeseung shrugs and Jake watches his back muscles flex slightly with the movement.

"What are you staring at?"

"T-The bruise, what else?" Jake's eyebrows furrow as he looks at Heeseung in the mirror again. Heeseung shifts and faces Jake, looking down at him. Jake looks down to avoid his eyes, just to be met with his bare front, so he looks to the side instead.

"Jake..."

"What?"

"Are we... okay?" Heeseung asks. The question takes Jake by surprise and he looks up at him.

"You and I... we're good right?"

"Why wouldn't we be?" Jake asks.

"We've just... been a bit awkward since I confessed. You know... I never wanted that. I don't want to lose us. The way we used to be." Heeseung's lip trembles and that's when Jake realizes the olders eyes are wet.

"Hey, why are you crying?" Jake panics, placing his hands on Heeseung's cheeks, watching him with wide eyes.

"I'm not crying." Heeseung laughs softly and leans forward, hiding his face against Jake's shoulder. Their arms wrap around each other and Jake ignores the fact that his hands are on Heeseung's bare skin.

Jake is quiet, listening to Heeseung breathing deeply, body shaking slightly under his hands.