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jaeyong

I feel proud for not
making it markhyuck :)

in which Jaehyun meets a boy named Taeyong

Jaehyun wasn't the biggest fan of parties. He only went there when his friends forced him to, and that was pretty much all the time. They would clutch onto his arm, show him those large eyes they know he's weak for, and then drag him to the house of a stranger that none of know. As soon as they would enter, the disgusting smell of alcohol and drugs would fill their noses, and everyone - but Jaehyun- would blend in with the crowd, grabbing ahold of some of the intoxicants, shoving them down their throats to relieve themselves from whatever misery they were facing.

So here Jaehyun was, in the middle of a room filled with people high on some drug that he's pretty sure is dangerous - but then again which drug isn't - and everyone dancing to some music he hasn't ever heard in his life. His eyes wander through the crowd, unable to stay on someone for too long because of the inappropriate things they were doing. Although Jaehyun would watch music videos which contained half naked girls grinding on guys, who were actually talking about how the girls are just their side hoes, Jaehyun didn't like things like that. But all of his friends did. They enjoyed watching porn, he didn't. They liked listening to grime and mumble rap, but he didn't. Jaehyun was more of an Ariana Grande fan, but he could never tell anyone about that, since they would call him a gay boy, which he was, but apparently liking a girl artist made you one, and Jaehyun still doesn't understand how.

After letting out a sigh, and scrunching his nose up when he took another deep breath and inhaled the stink in the room, Jaehyun shuffled through the group of people, and tried to find the exit. He didn't know where his friends were, and he was honestly looking for a place to smoke. Not any illegal drugs, but just simple cigarettes. Jaehyun licked his dry lips as he saw a small area available in the corner. His eyes snapped to the group who were playing cards in a party, and then to the boy who was crouched beneath the table. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy with confusion.

He had his pastel pink hair tucked under a beanie, and he sported some red sunglasses. Jaehyun laughed at how hilarious the boy looked, and then glanced around the room, deciding that it might be best for him to sit with the pink haired boy. As Jaehyun made his way towards him, the boy looked up and immediately tensed, tightening his grip on the finished cigarette in his hand and clearing his throat. Jaehyun wasn't really expecting the boy to stretch a hand out when he sat besides him, but he wasn't complaining. The boy was adorable.

"I'm Taeyong." He said, shaking Jaehyun's hand and then nodding as Jaehyun introduced himself. The two sat in silence as the music in the background seemingly increased in volume, making their eardrums vibrate rapidly. "So, you don't seem quite fond of this party."

"Yeah." Jaehyun chuckled, running a hand through his sweaty hair, grimacing as he felt his hair stick to his head. He turned to Taeyong, who was completely normal, not sweating or even flinching as he inhaled the terrible stench around them. "Are you a party person?"

Taeyong pursed his lips before nodding again, lowering his gaze from the group of guys mixing drinks and passing them around, on the floor, which had some sort of purple- oh wait no, it was a beige coloured carpet, which was now stained a dark purple, and Jaehyun kept wondering how the people who own the house don't get bothered by the mess. Silence washed over them again, and Jaehyun couldn't stop thinking about how awkward it was. He didn't have any cigarettes on him at the moment, but he couldn't ask a random stranger if he could have one. Technically, they weren't strangers anymore, since they now knew each others names, but it was still the same.