Pieces | Heejake | Enhypen

chapter thirty five

Since it's been a long time, I'd suggest reading the previous two or three chapters—or the whole story if you want to. Now enjoy! 

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He must've found a way out already. 

"..." 

"Also, there's something else I want to show you." 

Heeseung pursed his lips, uncertainty evident in his actions and words. He hesitantly searched for something on his cell phone. Afterward, he slowly extended his hand, his phone resting on his fingers. 

Jake looked up at the older as he reached for the device, trepidation evident in his every movement. An uneasy feeling began gnawing at him. 

When he pressed play, the screen lit up with moving images. His eyes widened, and his chest tightened. Jake didn't notice, but he stopped breathing momentarily. 

In Jake's mind the ground beneath his feet seemed to collapse. Heeseung's phone slipped out of his grip, slowly flying away from him. He felt utterly weightless as he floated in the darkness. As he fell deeper into the void, he saw Heeseung's silhouette standing on the edge of an unbroken piece of land, looking down at him with pure disgust. 

Jake gasped, breathless. He took uneven, large, and shaky breaths. His chest heaved as he panted heavily, his palms slick with sweat. Frantically, he raised his hand, ready to throw the device and send it crashing to the hard floor. 

But his arm stopped mid-air. 

"It's alright—throw it," Heeseung reassured him gently. 

Tears pooled in Jake's eyes. He raised his arm higher to gain momentum, but what he couldn't muster was courage. 

Sensing that Jake wouldn't be able to hurl it, Heeseung stepped closer. Moving between his arm, he slowly brought their hands down together. 

Jake was at a loss for words, too shocked to respond. When Heeseung enveloped him in a gentle but firm hug, Jake let his chin fall onto his shoulder, helplessly. 

The only secret he had kept from Heeseung and the world was now out. 

What if Sunghoon had sent the video to their friends as well? Sunoo, Ni-ki, Jungwon, Jay—no one would look at him the same way ever again. 

But none of that hurt as much as the pain he felt now. This hug was what hurt the most. 

Why did Heeseung want to hug him now? Why would he still want him?  doesn't he find him disgusting, pathetic in fact?

That video—all thoughts swarmed inside Jake's head because of that video. 

The tape showed a disturbing scene of Jake lying face down on a bed, his body completely naked except for a duvet covering the lower half of his figure. 

The clip started with Jake's lifeless body in view. As the person recording walked around the bed, Jake's pale face came into sight. His lips were chapped, and long strands of hair covered his eyes. 

His milky-white skin bore clear traces of the deed he engaged in moments before the video was recorded. 

The person recording took a seat beside Jake, sensually drawing circles on his back. Their slender fingers traveled to Jake's hair, yanking it roughly, enough to reveal a full view of his face. 

"Did you have a good time, Jaeyun?" 

The video cut off with a voice that was unmistakable. 

"I-I can explain," Jake stuttered near Heeseung's ear, his voice filled with desperation and barely above a whisper.