[ChunJoe] We Are Not a Joke [Teen Top] DISCONTINUED

Chapter One - Break-up

*Chunji's POV*

It was finally done. Three little words and I'd finally done it. Looking into her eyes, I could see the tears starting to form, and my conscience began to tear away at me a little bit. 

Let's break up. 

"Okay." She'd replied so coolly, as though she didn't care. I'd kind-of hoped she wouldn't. But, now it was obvious to see that she did care, and she was upset. I wanted to comfort her, a crying girl is never a good thing to see, but consoling her right now would make things worse. So, without even a second's hesitation, I walked towards the door and left the cafe. Once I was outside and safely around the corner, I let my own tears fall. It wasn't as though I didn't like her, it was just... Complicated. She didn't do anything wrong, we got along really well the majority of the time, it's just that things were never really going anywhere for the two of us... There was no real connection between us. 

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My phone rang in my pocket, the vibration startled me a little bit, and it took me a second to regain my composure, and stop the tears before answering the call. "Hello? Chunji?" C.A.P's deep voice was unmistakeable. "Yesssss?" I forced myself to sound cheery. No use dragging everyone else down. Especially C.A.P. He was always looking out for me when things went wrong, so it was bad of me to constantly take advantage. I'd hide my break-up. At least, for the time being. It didn't matter. I'd act as though it didn't even happen. "Don't give me that gleeful 'yes', Chunji. You're half an hour late for rehearsals already!" I could feel C.A.P's glare through the phone and I actually found myself laughing slightly. "Coming, Hyung~!" I laughed, hanging up and sliding my phone back into my pocket before hailing the nearest taxi. I arrived at the practice rooms no more than ten minutes later. 

"Chunji... Nice of you to join us." Our choreographer greeted me with a sarcastic tone. I bowed and apologised, before sliding into place with the rest of the guys. "From the top?" I suggested, grinning and attempting to wriggle out of being in trouble. "Alright... 3, 2, 1..." We began our routine, a routine that I knew well, so it was no struggle to slot back in with everyone else. By the end of the lesson, I could tell everything was forgiven. Well, almost. As I was leaving the studio, an all-too familiar voice called me back. "Chunji... Can I have a word?" L.Joe called out, stopping me in my tracks. He walked over to where I was standing and caught hold of my shoulder, pulling me around to face him.

Tha-dump. Tha-dump. 

My heart started to pound. Too close. He's standing too close. Luckily for me, he must've realized it himself, as he quickly took a step back. "Chunji... Is everything okay? You're never late for rehearsals... Especially recently... You've been enjoying this dance, haven't you?" He looked slightly worried, but I wasn't going to fall for his facade. Too many times in the past.

"I'm fine. Just, I wasn't feeling too good this morning. I don't feel 100% now, so I'll be going home now..." I made my break and dashed for the door, but L.Joe caught my shoulder again and sent me whirling across the room, skidding on the polished wooden flooring. "We used to talk about things, y'know." He made no attempt to lower his voice. He looked right into my eyes, and I was forced to lower my gaze. "Yeah, used to." I replied, keeping my voice level. "Things... No. People change, don't they?" I added, steadying my gaze so that I was able to look into his eyes. A sudden burst of adrenaline had given me the confidence to speak. But, I knew it wouldn't last long, and soon I'd be a mess under his gaze. Time to get out. Now. "Like I said, I'm not feeling great. I'll be leaving, then." I brushed past, dodging his gaze once again, and scurried out of the studio like a coward. I am a coward, I thought to myself. 

The rest of the day was spent watching TV in my apartment, ordinary, boring TV. Music shows. Talk shows. The same old programs I watched every single day. Well, when I could get the time off. There was a time that I never had any alone time like this. Because he was always with me. But, like I said myself, people change. 

*Flashback - 6 months ago*

Walking up the stairs to my shared apartment, I let myself in and threw myself onto L.Joe's lap, grinning at him. Only, unlike usual, he didn't return my smile. "Chunji, what are you doing?" He asked, his voice containing not even the slightest trace of humor. Something was wrong. I could sense it. And it was becoming increasingly obvious. "You're in my seat." A strange voice giggled from behind me. A female voice. One I didn't recognise. I turned around to come face-to-face with a pretty looking girl. Her hair was tied into a side-pony, long, straight and shiny. I guess girls with long, straight hair really are mesmerising. But, as pretty as she was, there was still the question of whom she was, and what she was doing in our apartment. It didn't exactly take too long to figure out. You're in my seat. L.Joe's lap was her seat now? It registered in my brain and I leapt to my feet, feeling overwhelmed and somewhat betrayed. 

"I don't have room in my life for a girlfriend, if I were to marry anyone, it'd be Chunji." 

"ChunJoe is definitely real, right Chunji?"

"A lot of fans pair me with Ricky... But I'd rather be with Chunji."

"We'll grow up and raise lots of beautiful children, right Chunji?"

Liar.

"Chunji, right? I'm Mae. I don't mean to intrude... L.Joe invited me over..." The girl, Mae, was slightly flustered. She looked nervous all of a sudden. I guess my face hadn't seemed the most welcoming towards her. But, it wasn't her fault that L.Joe said all of those things... It wasn't her fault that she'd stolen the only person I'd ever loved. She didn't know, of course she didn't. But, it still happened.  "N-No, it's not a problem. L.Joe rarely has friends over, so..." Friends. I could continue using that word. Maybe they were just friends. I could hope. I could wish, at least. "Chunji, this is my girlfriend, Mae. She works in the promotion business. She's a nice girl, I think you two will get along." L.Joe's voice. The voice I'd grown attached to. Too attached. And now he was pulling the plug. "But, before you two become pally, we have some things to talk about..." He lead me into his bedroom and I could sense what was coming already. "You want me to move out?" I asked. He didn't even need to say it. I could tell that's why the two of them were here.

"It's nothing personal, Chunji... Living with you has been really fun. It's just... You know how it is, right? It'd be cramped with the three of us living here together." L.Joe replied.

"Yeah, I totally get it. I don't like the idea of living with a couple, anyway." I smiled.

"It's sorted, then... Will you be ready to leave by this time next week?" L.Joe asked.

"I'm sure it won't be a problem." I replied, diverting my gaze down towards the ground. 

So, I brought myself a new apartment and began living on my own. And from that day onwards, my eyes were diverted towards the ground whenever L.Joe was around. I didn't want him to see how much he'd hurt me. I didn't want my feelings to be so obvious, because, to L.Joe, everything was a joke. I didn't want to ruin everything further. 

*End of flashback*

I didn't know whether L.Joe and Mae were still together. I'd heard nothing more about her since that one day, but I'd bumped into her a few times when I was out shopping and such. But, we never spoke about L.Joe. And I never spoke to L.Joe. Not anymore. Things were better this way. I entered my own relationship a month after finding out about Mae and L.Joe, and any hope I had of myself and him being together shattered for good. So, there I sat, watching television and feeling lonely like always. I hated days like today. I still felt guilty about the break-up, but it really couldn't be helped. And it wasn't as though I was completely heartless. Tears were shed. Just, not around her. I was back to being single Chunji. And, despite it all, I felt somewhat relieved. 

[A.N: Helloooo lovelies~! xD Just reporting in and giving a comment on this chapter... Not much has reaaaally happened... We found out about what happened between Chunji and L.Joe. But, there's still so much to happen~! Most of this chapter was in the past-tense, so... I look forward to progressing the story with everyone... And, if anyone actually bothers to read these author notes, then... Hi~! Picture is sad Chunji. :c L.Joe, you meanie! xP]