No girls allowed (Jaeyong)

12. Mine

"Any problems little F?" asked Yuta glancing up at him.

Jae was so sweaty, that he felt like drowning. He ignored Yuta and Lauren's strange glances moving to the wall, where he sat and pressed himself to Taeyong grabbing his arm and lying his head on the boy's shoulder.

He felt how Taeyong's boy tensed, but with the corner of his eyes he noticed a smile forming on the other's lips.

"What's this about?" asked Yuta.

"Let him," Taeyong has never moved an inch and Jae felt he's stomach is twisting again, Taeil was right.

"I really don't know what you like about him," Yuta shook his head. "He looks like a little pig and all the f-sounds are so ridiculous."

But Taeyong kept quiet and so did Jae, who cuddled even closer and felt a happiness overcoming him.

"You guys are so weird today, that I rather help this traitor friend," Yuta glanced at Ten. "Come," he took Lauren's hand and forced her from the floor.

They walked to the painting crew when Jae felt relief, and fear. Will Taeyong tell him to go now, when Yuta can't hear them?

The silence got awkward and Jae grabbed Taeyong's arm tighter.

"It was a mistake," whispered Taeyong while Jae felt the sweat drops rolling down his spine.

"No," he shook his head.

"I'm sorry it was pretty stupid," Taeyong spoke again and Jae's only reaction was to shake his head into the other's shoulder.

"We can stay friends-friends," Taeyong glanced at him.

"No," Jae shook his head again.

"No?" Taeyong laughed loud. "What do you expect us to be?"

"You... mine," Jae felt his cheeks are burning when he hid his face into the other's hoodie.

Taeyong laughed even louder.

His hand landed on Jae's knee and he caressed it lovingly.

"I guess I'm yours since the beginning," Taeyong muttered it quietly causing Jae to explode.

The boy smiled to himself and cuddled even closer into his crush.

They stayed quiet and Jea felt he can be like this forever.

"What are you doing this evening?" Taeyong's eyes made him uncomfortable, they carried fire.

"I must stay home I caused too much tfouble lately," Jae got purple.

"Tomorrow?" Taeyong stopped at the school's front door.

"Maybe," Jae felt he's scard.

"Here's my address, if you want you can take Bunny or Mr. Fairy," Taeyong smiled putting a small piece of paper into the boy's hand.

"Jae, what are you doing, I'm waitng for you!"

Jae nearly dropped the paper hearing his mom's voice.

"And who is this?" his mom stared at Taeyong.

"My ffiend," Jae avoided her face.

"Come!" his mom was impatient and Jae waved to Taeyong before he followed her down the stairs to the car park.

"I have seen this boy somewhere," she turned around and Jae walked quicker.

When they reached the car he took the passenger seat and fastened the seatbelt.

His mom reversed from the school's car park and Jae looked through the radio stations, and happened to stop on the song 'Alive'.

The night in the club became so vivid, the dancing in the dark, the kiss. Jae swallowed.

"Wait, isn't he this criminal rapper who is doing social hours in your school?" his mom eyed him up and Jae felt his smile is fading.

"Who?" he asked.

"Don't play dumb. I was one of the parents, who voted against letting him into the school, but the record company paid so much, that the headmaster bent... and are you enjoying this music!" his mom turned the radio off. "You should be embarrassed. Grandma played violin in the city orchestra, your father works for an international company. You're not some street kid to listen to this!" she shouted and Jae felt he wants to open the door and jump out, although the car was moving. "I forbid you to talk to him!" she groaned. "Are you listening to me?"

Jae glanced towards the window.

"Is it this kid's bad influence! You're coming home late, not answering my calls. You think that you're all grown up suddenly! Who would help you in life, your friends or we, your parents? You can't do anything, only sing, and you can't even sing because you can't pronounce properly! If dad won't find you a paid job in his company where do you think you will end up? On the street! Where will your friends be then? We won't live forever..."

And she continued the whole ride home and each word went deep under his skin leaving a bleeding wound, that will take years to heal.

It was quiet in the house, there was only the sound of the TV downstairs hearable in Jae's room, when he laid on the bed feeling he's too weak to get up again. He hated his parents and himself.

Cries at night,

my mom is sober but her real face is still here

slam the front door...

How was it possible, that he remembered each word of Taeyong's new songs, even if he had heard them once.

Suddenly Jae got up, he walked to the keyboard and found the right chords, he played them connecting the instrument with the music program on his laptop. He worked for a long time, till a nice playback sounded in the headphones, then, he took the little microphone, and the laptop, and moved to the bathroom closing the door behind him. The acoustics was better here and Jae felt it's the bast place, if he wanted to made in unnoticed.

His heart hammered, when he started the music and sang to the microphone. He recorded the chorus a lot of times, till his eyes became so tired, that they were stinging from looking onto the screen, but he was happy with the result.

Thank you so much for all the support and the lovely comments. Each one makes me so happy and keeps me writing and working hard. 'Fighting' ;)

Next week I'm going on vocation for two weeks but I will try to keep the schedule of the updates. Also if you want a earlier chapter just leave some feedback :)

So what do you think about Jaeyong becoming more than friends? In the next chapter you will be invited with Jae to Taeyong's house :) Are you excited?

Also, who's your favourite NCT member? Is it possible to have one? :D Mine are Taeil and Winwin, so as you see I can't decide.

Have a great weekend.

Much <3