youth ; jaeyong

three ; amuse

" are you sure you want to stay here? "

i rolled my eyes at the question, the hundredth time he had asked.

" tae, I'm sure, okay? i have nothing going for me back home except for yuta. my mom left and doesn't give a shit about me, neither does my stepdad. i'm better off here. "

taeyong furrowed his eyebrows, looking down and fiddling with his frail fingers.

" please don't ever say nobody cares about you, jaehyun. because ever since i met you, years ago, you've become important to me and i don't i could live with myself if i heard you say another bad thing about yourself. "

for the first time in a long time, i felt the corners of my lips trying to rise up, trying to form a smile across my face.

i had forgotten what it felt like to smile. to feel my hidden dimples crease in my cheeks and express that I was feeling happiness.

taeyong's jaw slightly fell ajar, eyes glazing over with admiration.

" could you be any more flawless? "

i could sense my cheeks heating up, color rising to the surface and my ears turn a shade of tomato red.

it amazed me how he had the audacity to compliment someone else when he was just as good, if not better.

his jaw was so carefully structured, bones jutting across his face to create a masterpiece. his eyes had a slight twinkle in them, making them look like wide black doe eyes, but they were actually a dark brown.

his lilac-white colored hair fell gently over his forehead only to be swept to the side.

his skin was a caramel soft beige color whilst mine in comparison was a milky pale white.

when his arms were exposed, you could see the dark veins running down under the protection of his skin, making him even more beautiful.

he was simply jaw dropping to look at. as soon as he walked into a room, all eyes would be on him. even if you didn't want to look at him, your instincts will tell you to.

a god.

his exterior is cold-blooded and intimidating, his eyes would be empty, like looking into a hollow space. he showed no emotion besides animosity when the situation called for it. sickly almost. insane.

but that was lee taeyong, leader of the notorious gang NCT.

the taeyong i knew was shy. soft and gentle. caring and kind. all it took was a simple compliment to make him blush, eyes dancing with energy. he would defend anyone he cared about.

i was lucky enough to know the real taeyong, but what saddened me is the fact that the world portrays him as a villain. evil and merciless when he is quite the opposite. the world will never get to see the real taeyong because they are too far up their own asses to see it.

he has been through too much to be viewed in such a way.

it was a shame his parents never got to see the man he is today. not the one in the media. the one who is sitting right beside me, still staring in awe at me, claiming how beautiful i am.