youth ; jaeyong

two ; truth

" wake up, pretty boy. "

i groaned, my head lolling to the side as my eyelids fluttered open.

i was met with the lilac-white headed man who had dragged me from underneath my bed.

he seemed to always have a gleam in his eye, shimmering like he was always amused.

" jaehyun, where was your dad when we took you? "

" he's not my dad. i don't know where he was. "

he came closer to me, almost right in my face and i resisted the urge to panic.

" are you lying to me? "

" no, i'm not lying. if i knew where he was, I would've told you. anything to get away from him. "

his eyebrows furrowed and for a split second, he was beautiful. face carved to perfection. but then i remembered that this man doesn't have a heart.

" why? what has he done to you? "

" none of your business. "

his face narrowed to one of anger. he was daring me to disrespect him again.

" if i remember correctly, you're not exactly in a position to be giving me attitude. now what did he do to you? "

" i'm sure you noticed the bruises littering my skin. if that's not a dead giveaway then i don't know what is. "

his face bunched up, becoming more angry by the second. my eyes widened in fear as he pulled my sleeve up, examining the purple and healing bruises adorning my forearm.

" he hurt you? "

" yeah. it's nothing new. "

my heart sped up as he gently grabbed my forearm, bringing it up to his face. like an angel's touch, his lips brushed lightly against the bruises before the door swung open and he dropped my arm.

he glared at whoever had just come in, the man who had dragged me to the car.

" what do you want, chittaphon!? "

the black haired male rolled his eyes in annoyance.

" how many times have i told you to stop calling me by my real name. you know i hate it. doyoung is being whiny, make him stop. "

" that's seriously what you came in here for!? I'm trying to do something! "

chittaphon sassily put his hand on his hip, raising his eyebrow.

" yeah, trying to seduce the poor kid. now come downstairs and make doyoung shut up about not having anymore chips in the house. "

my cheeks turned pink at his statement.

" taeyong, i'm going to count to three if you don't- "

" i'm coming! geez, chill out. "

so the lilac-white haired boy had a name.