《 an nct college au- jaeyong based.》
"Whatever. All you need to know is that I'm not in love. Don't care for that."
Taeyong didn't care for whatever love was.
"I miss her...No, I miss love."
Jaehyun missed it.
4.1.19
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10:21 PM FRIDAY
Ten and Taeyong swore not to drink that much this time.
They didn't want to repeat the whole mess that happened last Friday. They promised that now, all they would do was have fun along with Doyoung and Kun. Their plan was to just get a little drunk, drunk enough to make Taeyong spill everything he felt about Jaehyun.
On the other side of the room, Yuta and Winwin were there, their bodies melting into one another. Almost every other couple was doing the same. Johnny and Taeil were simply chatting in the corner, catching up on things. Taeil squeaked and applauded at every lame joke Johnny told him. It was a bit unfortunate that Jaehyun couldn't be with them, but if they had experienced what he did last time, they wouldn't come either.
They were all having the time of their lives. The music, the party lights, the sound of everyone screaming, it all made them feel like they were free for once. Doyoung offered to dance with Taeyong, who simply swatted his hand away and laughed. Ten was screaming because Kun wouldn't stop threatening to choke him. Johnny was taking jell-o shots as a crowd, Taeil included, was cheering for him. Yuta and Winwin didn't care about everyone else around them, and kept their lips pressed against each other.
They had nothing to worry about- except for the fact that the paths of these two groups might cross.
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Ten stood up in an attempt to escape Kun's chokehold, and ran off. Kun didn't even bother to chase him. When he was about to go back, something caught his eye. A familiar figure he hasn't seen in a while. A figure he's been avoiding for 2 months now.
It was none other than his ex.
Ten instantly lost balance, and his body slammed against the bathroom door. Before he completely lost control of his body, he tried his best to open the door and lock himself inside.
The moment he entered, he felt his legs give up on him, letting him collapse on the bathroom's cold tiles. He laid there, all alone. Darkness swallowed his body. There was no escape. He felt as if someone was right on top of him, hands around his neck, not giving him even a single second to breathe. He couldn't hear even the blasted music from outside. All that resounded in his ears were his own sobs and the sound of his heart slamming against his chest. His whole body was shivering. It was cold. Too cold. He leaned against his side and wrapped his arms around himself, his tears dripping on the floor.
