When Jaehyun starts to live the adult life he discoverers that Taeyong's mistakes are breaking his heart and trust. Despite all the hardships he must learn to fight for himself and his dreams or else he will lose his boyfriend and his music career.
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Jae walked back in a slow motion and reached his place moments later. Sicheng looked at him questioningly and Jae gave him a warm smile. Yuta came back moments later and sat next to Sicheng. He placed his hand around the boy as if nothing had happened and Jae felt hate. He glanced at the stage and saw Mark who was performing suffering through it and tossing embarrassed glances towards Taeyong.
Jae only wished the award will end quicker. Taeyong got two more statues and was the last artist to perform this evening, he chose a medley of his songs but 'Track 12' wasn't between them and Jae felt a wince of pain, he clapped loud when Taeyong finished and once Taeyong glanced his way.
They were backstage at the after show party and girls came to him a lot asking for a dance or offering a drink or their number but Jae refused. Doyoung decided to go early and Jae texted Lauren and asked if she needed help. She said she's fine. While Taeil was sitting in a lonely corner with his manager and talked quietly. Yuta was seducing Sicheng next to the bar and Jae was more than sick from looking at him. He decided to go when someone grabbed his hand and he turned around to face deep dark eyes.
"Sorry that you haven't got any awards," whispered Taeyong.
"Congfats on the 5," muttered Jae.
"Jae, don't be mad," Taeyong looked at him lovingly.
"I'm not," said Jae.
"That's good," Taeyong moved closer and pressed his lips to Jae's causing the boy to boil over.
"Not at the pafty," whispered Jae.
"Billy got me a limo, I've never had sex in a car," Taeyong raised his brows and squeezed Jae's hand tighter.
"Afe you dfunk?" asked Jae.
"Yes, Jae drunk," Taeyong pulled him closer and kissed him again.
"Boys can you move it somewhere else, I don't want pictures," they heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Mr. Jacksonville and Jae got all red.
"Trying to convince Jae to do it," Taeyong smiled mischievously.
"Not intefested in it," muttered a very red Jae.
"I don't think so," Taeyong pulled him behind him and Jae was fighting only a little while his stomach turned. Was he mad or ok, actually so weak again.
They walked out of the stadium and the fresh air made Jae shiver, he didn't even got his jacket but they moved quickly to the black limo and jumped inside while Jae started to tremble and sneezed loud.
"Don't catch a clod," Taeyong smiled.
"I won't," Jae glanced through the window at the lit up stadium.
"Babe are we going to my flat?" asked Taeyong who leaned closer and grabbed Jae's chin in his hands.
"Dfop me off at univefsity," said Jae.
"When will you stop to play mad!" Taeyong raised his voice.
"I don't play," whispered Jae whose cheeks got red.
"You do, I see the fire in your eyes, you can't fool me, you need me as much as I need you," Taeyong kissed him hard.
Jae tried to oppose, to open the door because the limo was still standing in the same spot, to run but he couldn't. The fire was there again and he he answered the hungry kiss.
Small snowflakes covered the huge windows in Taeyong's flat and Jae breathed in sharply, he was so messed up but so fulfilled, his head was full of their images, the moments on the backseat of the limo, where they did it as hard and passionate as all the previous times lately. The fluffy blanket barely covered parts of their bodies but they were still a little dressed Jae in his boxer shorts and Taeyong in his underwear and unbuttoned shirt laying on the couch in the living room and enjoying the being together.
Jae moved his fingers along Taeyong's chest he loved everything about his boyfriend. He glanced at the coffee table where the five golden statues stood in a straight line and he smiled. His fan heart was proud even if he was a little sad he hasn't received a single award, he had worked equally hard.
Taeyong turned around in his arms and moved above him so their noses and lips touched.
"I have something for you," said Taeyong sitting up and grabbing an envelope from under the coffee table.
"What's this?" Jae took it and opened it slowly.
He knew by Taeyong's smile that it was something important for him and Jae took a pretty card out and saw his boyfriends handwriting. It was an invitation for a surprise birthday trip for Jae for a week in February.
"You can think about it," said Taeyong glancing at him.
"Whefe afe we going?" asked Jae.
"Don't you see the word surprise," Taeyong shook his head.
"Oh ok," Jae giggled.
He closed the card and placed it back in the envelope.
"Good I like the tfavel mate," he said and grabbed Taeyong's hand.
"Really, you want to go with me?" Taeyong moved closer to him and his hair started tickling Jae's face.
"Yes," Jae nodded.
"Great," Taeyong smiled and kissed Jae the same hot way as before. Lately the missed each other so much all the sweet and delicate things were way not enough.
"One more thing, Mr. Jaehyun would you go to the Midterm Ball with me?" asked Taeyong inches above his lips and Jae felt all hot inside.
"Yes," he muttered caressing the boy's cheek with his fingers.
"Today's my lucky day you're saing yes to everything," muttered Taeyong.
"Only today," whispered Jae but Taeyong shushed him with another kiss.
The envelope landed on the carpet immediately when they started to make out roughly undressing under the blanket.
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