jaeyong ✧ skindeep

Thirty

Jaehyun reached his hands to the crutches resting against his bed post. After turning his body towards the edge the bed, he moved the object under his arms and used them to walk out of the room. He made it to the border of the stairs, looking up in frustration and sharply sighing,"Shit."

The brunette slowly let himself lower to the floor, sitting at the brim of the first stair. He grabbed both of the crutches and threw them down the stairs, then pushed himself against the floor and slid down the series of steps.

Taeyong, who had been washing the dishes at the time, ran towards the noise. Upon seeing Jaehyun at the bottom of the stairs and his crutches halfway across the room, his expression loosened,"Jaehyun, you could have just called me if you wanted something."

Jaehyun dragged himself over to the couch,"I wanted to see you." He pulled himself onto the couch, looking at Taeyong then hitting the area next to him, signaling the latter to sit next to him.

Taeyong's cheeks slightly heated up before he shuffled towards the couch, hesitantly sitting next to Jaehyun. The younger moved his arm over Taeyong's shoulder, pulling him closer till their bodies were in full contact. Jaehyun's slender fingers twiddled with Taeyong's jet-black hair while the latter's body posture timidly tightened.

Jaehyun's hand lowered to Taeyong's nape then his right shoulder. His hand pressed against the hem of Taeyong's white shirt, pushing the cloth slightly and exposing his tanned skin. Jaehyun moved his head down, his soft lips pressing against Taeyong's shoulder.

Taeyong's body shuddered at the touch, his hand reaching towards were Jaehyun's was and pulling the cloth back over his exposed skin.

The brunette unsteadily questioned,"Did I do something wrong?"

"No, I just-," Taeyong covered the bloom on his face with his left hand, his voice beginning to grow tight. He turned his back slightly towards Jaehyun, pulling his phone out of his side pocket, instantly noticing the rapid messages coming from the group chat.

Johnny: hyuck's the gayest wym

Donghyuck: if you think im
the gayest you should look
at jaehyun and ten

Donghyuck: they do a sport
that requires them to
bounce their balls 🤢

Doyoung: dONGHYCUK

Donghyuck: who is donghycuk 🏌

Jaehyun peeked over Taeyong's shoulder, his eyes focusing on the messages before the screen turned black,"Yeah, I don't know if they'll be able to help you."

He placed his phone down beside his right leg, his eyes traveling over to Jaehyun's face but quickly shooting his look an opposite way. He pulled his legs against his chest, hiding his face behind the edge of his knees,"Why'd you have to get hurt?"

Confused, Jaehyun stared at Taeyong,"What do you mean?"

"It's- It's nothing."

Taeyong got up from beside Jaehyun, grabbing his set phone from the cushion and rushing to the bathroom. He locked the door, sliding down against the smooth surface and holding his phone between his chest and folded legs. Embarrassing as it may be for someone this deep in a relationship, Taeyong went to wikiHow, tapping the search bar and typing in 'how to know if you're in love with someone'.

After scrolling through the whole list, he let his head hit the back of the door,"Well, shit."

Taeyong put his head down against his knees, his thoughts running amok along his body growing a feeling of exhaustion. He expected that having a relationship with somebody meant you were already in love with them. It was embarrassing to him to feel like he had only now started loving Jaehyun the same way, or maybe he just realized what that heart-fluttering feeling really was for the first time; after all this time.

Taeyong stood up, looking faintly at his reflection for a second before leaving the bathroom. The first thing his eyes landing on was Jaehyun sitting on the floor against the kitchen island, the rest of the tub of ice cream in one hand and a spoon grasped in the other.

He looked up at Taeyong, holding the loaded utensil before his mouth,"I really hate being immobile."

Taeyong cracked a smile, his teeth biting down on his lower lip before slightly saddening. He sat down on the floor beside Jaehyun, his nails piercing into his thigh flesh,"Jaehyun?'

Jaehyun curiously diverted his attention to Taeyong,"Yes?"

The raven sharply swallowed, hesitantly starting,"How did you know when you, um, fell in love with me?"

He wanted to curl his body up amd cry in embarrassment, only finding comfort once the soothing tone of Jaehyun's voice began.

"I guess, I mean I've always sort of liked you. I guess it might have been the moment where I felt as if I wanted to protect you from all the bad things in this world. Or, the realization I got of how happy I was and how my heart would heavily pulsate when our eyes met. I guess it was a lot if things that made me realize," he paused his sentence before softly chuckling and turning his gaze to Taeyong,"You have no idea how many hours I spent wanting to hold you hand."

Tears unknowingly began to well up in Taeyong's eyes, the male only realizing when he ran his hand under his eye.

Once again, it may have been because of his irregularity to hearing such things.

It might have clicked to Jaehyun as he rested his hand against Taeyong's right cheek and pulled the latter against his chest.  By now, Taeyong's eyes had dried, his body blanketed by the comfort that was Jaehyun's grasp around him.

Jaehyun's hand rested on the side of Taeyong's head, his fingers carding into his jet-black hair,"I'd like if you got used to hearing me say that type of stuff around you. It'll be difficult if you cry every time you hear me say anything good about you. It'll result in a lot of tears spilling and, I don't like watching you cry."

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my dumbass realized yesterday
that i gave myself a damn plot line where jaehyun can't fucking do anything like he fucking immobile
so here be a dry jaeyong doing relationship tingz chapter 👁