Please, Don't Leave Me (Jaeyong) [Complete]

11

It had been weeks since the last time Taeyong slept alone.

Every day he seemed to feel better, almost like he was the person he'd been before.

He couldn't quite let go of the guilt he felt for being happy. It wasn't like he was really moving on he tried to rationalize.

Yoonoh wasn't his boyfriend or anything. He was just there to help.

The thing was, whenever Taeyong thought of Yoonoh leaving, he'd get that same black hole panicky feeling that he always got when he thought of years stretching out in front of him without Jaehyun.

He wondered if he would ever really be okay.

Every day he woke to little gifts, notes, things that would hold him over until he could feel the peacefulness of Yoonoh's touch again. He felt like he needed Yoonoh to stay happy.

He thought of the note he'd woken up to that morning, along with a coffee and a new paperback from one of his favorite writers.

Morning Taeyong!
Can't wait to hold you again tonight. Here's a book to read when you're bored on the bus. I think you'll love this author. I did. See you later!

-Yoonoh

It was the first time that Yoonoh had ever mentioned the fact that he used to be human-and not too long ago at that judging by the author he liked.

Taeyong wondered what kind of person Yoonoh had been.

They never really talked about him very much. In fact, he usually steered any conversations they had away from what he was thinking.

Taeyong wondered about that. Was that another rule? Was Yoonoh not allowed to say who he'd been when he was alive? Probably.

All those rules. The not looking one was driving Taeyong crazy. He'd felt Yoonoh's warm muscular chest behind him night after night, heard his honey soft voice, reveled in the pleasant chills that rushed all over his body every time Yoonoh touched him.

Honestly, he tried not to think about it, but his angel kind of turned him on.

If only i can see what he look like.

Taeyong shook his head. Not going to break that rule. He didn't want Yoonoh to leave him.