HIS TOUCH || JAEYONG

Chapter 4 hands

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After the events in the restroom, Taeyong couldn't concentrate on anything. He kept rewinding the scene over and over again in his mind. What had he meant with that 'yet'? No one could touch him and that included Jaehyun too. He was also bothered by the fact that how he had felt when the other had stood so close to him. Some part of him had wanted to lean on his touch but he'd never admit it and the other part had been scared to death at the same time. His brain was going to explode if he couldn't clear his confusion.

The more he thought about it, the more angrier he got. He was mad at himself but more at the other for making him confused. He needed to set a line between him and Jaehyun that should not be crossed. But the particular guy was nowhere to be seen. It had been a few days already. It was Friday and if Jaehyun didn't show up today he was going to go where ever the other would be. And he knew exactly how to get the information about his whereabouts.

He tapped with his pencil a shoulder which belonged to a person seated in front of him. He didn't know if it was Jungwoo or Lucas but either way both of them turned around.

"Do you know where I could find Jaehyun? I heard you're friends with him." He kept his voice low that no one would pay attention to them. The both of them looked at him like he was crazy when he asked something like that.

"How do you know him?" Other one of them spoke after staring enough.

"Did he do something we need to lecture him about? He's a bit wild sometimes." The other one with lower voice asked.

"No, it's just...I need to talk to him about something, that's all." Taeyong tried not to sound awkward. He noticed the two sharing a quick glance before answering him.

"I'm sure he's at the dorms right now and he'll be back in school next week."

"Is he sick?" Taeyong didn't really get it why else he wouldn't come to school.

"Not really...he's just having a hangover after he drank too much last night."

"Oh right..." Taeyong glanced on his side where he saw his sleeping friend. How could he sleep in a place like this? The table wasn't the cleanest place to lean a head on. "I need to talk to him today. Where is his room?"

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"Open the door! I need to talk to you!" Taeyong had been knocking for some time already but his efforts seemed worthless.

"Go away! I told you already I'm not going to school! Let me sleep!" He heard Jaehyun's hoarse voice yelling at him. Jaehyun thought he was someone else. Why was he so much against school?

Taeyong tried if the door was even locked. It wasn't. He could've tried that earlier but he didn't want to be rude and just barge in. But he was not a patient person. He sighed and pushed the door open to find a messy room with two beds on either sides of the room. He noticed a bare back laying on the other one. It was probably Jaehyun.

Taeyong looked at the sleeping boy in curiosity. As he quietly got closer he could see that he was hugging his pillow in his sleep. He looked so peaceful like that. Without the ugly smirk on his lips his facial features were much more softer and friendlier.

He then remembered the reason why he came here in the first place and kicked the bed with his shoe.

"Wake up! You can't sleep in the middle of the day!" When he didn't get a reaction out of him, he got more pissed off. He hit Jaehyun's bare side with his shoe firmly but being careful not to hurt the other. That woke him up finally.

"Ow fuck! What the hell was that for?!" Jaehyun sounded angry. He sat up with a sudden movement causing Taeyong to take a few steps backwards.

"Oh it's you. Hi sweetie. What are you doing here?" Jaehyun's bad mood was gone right away when their eyes met. He smiled at the blond boy in a way that wasn't a smirk. Taeyong only stared at him as he got up and took a random shirt from the floor to wear it and yawned sleepily.  "Missed me already?"

"I just came to tell you that..." Taeyong couldn't get words out of his mouth. What did he want to say? He hadn't prepared anything to say. He just came there to sort out the mess in his head but it wasn't working.

"Yeah?" Jaehyun leaned closer to him and Taeyong started to avoid his gaze. This is bad. Why couldn't he leave? Why couldn't he get the thing over with? When he took a step back again he tripped over something and fell...almost. He would've fallen if a hand around his wrist hadn't prevented it.

"Let go." Taeyong's voice came out unwavering unlike he had expected. He lifted his gaze up to see the taller staring at him up and down. He tried shaking the hand free from the grasp but the fingers tightened more around it. He gave up after some time but then he felt the fingers moving from his wrist to his palm and then the fingers being laced with his own. The movement made him gasp. He looked down in curiosity. So that was what it was like to hold hands with someone. It was weird...but nice.

He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't notice when Jaehyun had gotten closer to him. "I know you like it so why do you pretend you don't?" Taeyong didn't dare to look up. He most certainly did not like touching but why wasn't he leaving the room already?

"I-I don't." Taeyong yanked his hand again and now he got it free. He left the room quickly before something else would happen. He breathed in deeply to steady his breathing and leaned against the wall when he got to the corridor. What had just happened? His hand flew on his chest and he could feel how fast his heart was racing.