Rotten and Defective //NCT//

六(Dotae)

After the cafe incident, Yuhkei avoided seeing Jungwoo at any costs. Even if that meant spending less time with his friends. It was just to embarrassing too even think about, he didn't even have feelings for the male! He took it in as a hormonal thing and just as....an accident. He needed to get his mind off what happened. He was desperate to get it off his mind, but the thought of getting drunk and doing bad shit crossed his mind and that Idea passed through his head fairly quick. 

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Taeyong POV

My shift had finally come to end. The cafe was starting to die down and most people had left. There were a few people still drinking their coffees or whatever but even they had the brains to know it was closing time. When everyone left, I packed and closed the shop. I was so happy that my shift was finally over and that I could go see Jaehyun. 

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My apartment was pretty close so I didn't need to drive to work or anything. Thank god we were only on the second floor, because that meant I could sprint up the stairs and get there quicker. Once I got to the door, I slipped the keys into the lock and unlocked the door. I dropped my bags on the floor and walked into the kitchen to make a glass of water, Jaehyun, nowhere to be seen. 

I walked around the living room and then up to our bedroom. I checked the bathroom, guest bedroom and I made my way to Jae and I's bedroom. I opened the door and that's when my heart broke in pieces. 

Jaehyun was in bed, kissing another girl. 

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Taeyong felt his heart cracking in pieces. She was in THEIR bed. Taeyong and Jaehyun's bed. "Jung Jaehyun. Get you fucking ass out of this place now. And take that slut with you." Taeyong's voice was deep, cold and hurt. Jaehyun looked up at him and Taeyong could see the smirk on the woman's face. "Taeyong, it's not what it looks like, I promise." Jaehyun looked at Taeyong. His fists were white and his eyes were cold. They were never cold, always warm and welcoming. 

"I said get out. And take the bitch with you. Oh and take your shit from this room. " Taeyong spits out and walks into the bathroom. He falls onto the floor and grabs his phone from his pocket. "Do-Doyoung...could you please come over? Thank you.." Taeyong's voice was weak and cracking. He could hear Jaehyun leaving with the girl, and his tears covered his face. He slowly crawled over to the cupboard and opened it. Inside it, at the back hiding away was a shiny white light. A Blade. He grabbed it out and rolled up his sleeve. 

Slowly the shiny metal cut into his skin as he applied the pressure. 

1 cut. 2 cut. 3 cut. Soon his arm was covered in blood and his face was stained red from crying. Why did Jaehyun do that? Why did he have to cheat on him? Taeyong thought Jaehyun was gay, so why was he with a girl. 

He heard a door close and assumed Doyoung had arrived. He didn't bother to clear away the blood from his arm or around him, Doyoung was his closest friend and knew he would understand. The footsteps go closer to the bathroom and the door opened. 

"TAEYONG!" Doyoung yelled and was horrified by the sight in front of him. Taeyong was sitting against the bathtub, his arm lying loosely, covered in blood. His other hand barely holding the bloodied razor, still shining it's bright white. Taeyong's face was covered red and his eyes were stained from crying. Doyoung rushed over to Taeyong, not caring if he clothes got stained, he needed to care for Taeyong and that was the only thing going through his mind. 

He was going to admit that deep down he knew he had feelings for Taeyong,  but right now, those feelings weren't important right now. Taeyong's safety was. He grabbed a clothe from the cupboard and washed it in water. He dabbed the cuts, like Taeyong could brake any second. "T-taeyong, why did you do this?" Doyoung asked with a weary voice.

"Jaehyun, cheated on me." His voice was cold, hurt. Doyoung could feel the anger building up inside him, when Taeyong rested his head on Doyoungs shoulder. Doyoung carefully lifted up Taeyong, his legs wrapping around his waist and his arms around Doyoungs neck. Doyoung carried him to the guest room, not wanting to upset Taeyong by taking him to his room. He sat down and gently unwrapped Taeyong's arms and legs from around and laying him down on his bed. 

"D-Doyoung, p-please stay with me..." 

Doyoung couldn't help but sigh and layed down on the bed next to Taeyong. He face went red as he felt Taeyongs, arm wrap around his waist and pull him closer. 

Boy, was this going to be horrifying.