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Chap 20: Drunk

Jaehyun's POV:

"Hey, wake up.." I poke the boy's cheek. He just groaned and turned to face the car window.
Why is he not waking up?
Did he drink way too much?

He had his feet up on the car seat, his hands hugging his legs and his head resting on the door of the car.

Shit, I forgot his seat belt.

I slowly parked the car on the side of the road, afraid that if it stops too suddenly, he'll get lunged forward end ends up falling.

Unbuckling my seatbelt, I leaned closer to his seat to grab the seatbelt from behind him. Slowly lifting his legs up from the seat, I placed them on the floor, causing him to groan.

His chest was still exposed from his unbuttoned shirt, my mind contemplated whether I should button it up or if I should just let it be.

Being the good guy I am, I started buttoning up his shirt. My right arm got tired and was getting numb from the weird position so I got up from my seat and moved infront of his seat. Kneeling on the floor, I continued buttoning up his shirt.

"AH-CHOO" My loudass sneeze interrupted.

He jolted up from his sleep and stared at me, wide-eyed.

Fuck.

"W-wha-?"

"I-it's not what it looks like-"

I let go of his shirt and got up in a rush. My head banged the inside of the car and I stumbled, falling forward. Stopping myself from falling onto him, I straightened my arms and let my weight fall on them. We were only inches away and I felt my heart beat faster. He was looking up at me with a confused look.

"Sorry. Ow.." I winced in pain.

"Are you okay..?"

I grab the back of my head and nod.
Hurts like a bitch but it's fine.

He giggled and grabbed my face, squishing my cheeks around.

"You're so squishy, squishy. So pretty.." He let go of my face and stared out the window. Did his mood change already?

He pushed me backwards and tried to get up from his seat, his seatbelt still securing him tightly. Tugging on it, he started groaning. When he realised what he was doing wasn't working, he started sobbing and looked at me teary-eyed.

"I'm sorry, please don't kill me." He put his hands up infront of him, as if he was trying to defend himself from me.

"Why would I do that?"

"Didn't you kidnap me..?" He squinted his eyes, observing my face.

He gasped and heaved a sigh of relief.

"You're not that man?! Hoo-rayy!"
He leaned forward to hug my waist while I was still crouching over him.

"What man?"

"That one. The scaaaary one. Shhh, he might hear you." He put his finger to his lips as he looked around. His bangs fell onto his face as he raised up his eyebrows.

"Oh you mean that weird old man?"

"Yeah, he gave me drinks which were so ewww." He scrunched up his nose to show his disgust, earning a chuckle from me.
He can't get any cuter than this.

"He gave you drinks?"

"Yeah, a blue one and gross water." He fake-gagged as he leaned back in his seat.

"Why did you accept them? He's a fucking pervert who tried to get you to fulfil his nasty urges."

"N-nasty urges..?"

"Yeah, do you not remember what he did to you a while back?" I shifted back to my seat, that other position got too uncomfortable for my back.

"What did he do?"
He's gonna cry again.

"He brought you upstairs and.. I heard all the noises you both were making." I replied, just to tease him.

"H-huh?" He stared hard at the road infront of him, trying to remember and hold back his tears.

"It's okay, (be quiet), don't cry."
He started sniffling and wiping away his newly-formed tears.

Shit, he's fucking beautiful even while crying.

"I was just joking, he didn't do anything to you. Well, he was about to molest you, but being the nice guy I am, I decided to help you."

He faced me, wearing a shocked look on his face, which soon turned into anger. He started weakly hitting my arm for scaring him.

"Okay, why exactly am I being abused? Didn't I help you? Where the fuck is my thanks?"

"You fucking asshole, do you know how scared I was?" He started crying again, this time happy tears flowed out.

"Sorry."

"But, who are you, anyways? You look so familiar." He questioned me as he leaned his head on the window while looking at me.

"Oh, you saw me on the dance floor just now. I guess, I didn't tell you my name, huh?"

"Nope, squishy didn't tell me his name." He pouted.

"I'm Jaehyun."

"Oh, Jaehyuuuun. Jaehyun, squishy. Squishy, Jaehyun." He introduced me to myself. "I'm Taeyong, and I like squishy." He smiled innocently at me.

"Do you want me to drop you to your house, Taeyong?" I asked, smiling widely at his words.

His smile disappeared and he shook his head.

"I don't want to be alone." He brought his head to the side of the seat closer to me. "I want to spend time with squishy." He turned to meet my eyes.

I swear, at that moment, my heart might have skipped a beat.

"Alright, then get up, we've reached my place ages ago."

"Okay."

"Also, button up your shirt. I tried doing them up just now but you woke up halfway."

Nodding his head, he fumbled with the buttons as he tried to button up his shirt. I watched him struggle for a while before sighing.

"Here, I'll do them for you." I motioned for him to come closer to which he would have diligently obliged if it weren't for his seatbelt pulling him back.

"Get this off me, please." He tugged on the seatbelt one last time before I leaned closer to him to push the button beside him.

His face lit up once he got back his freedom from the seat. He moved closer to me and leaned his chest forward in my direction, silently demanding me to button his shirt up, and giving me a full view of what was underneath.

I observed him as I fulfilled his wish. He had his eyes fixated on nothing in particular as he waiting patiently for me to finish. He broke his gaze at the door to hold eyecontact with me, his innocent expression taking my breath away.

"Alright, done." He nuzzled his head onto my chest as he wrapped his arms around me, softly snoring in just a few minutes.

I think I might have just died.

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