Jaeyong One Shots

You're My Pet

Summary: Taeyong is an idol looking to escape his life of stress, and always having to be perfect in the public eye. While running away he makes it as far as Jaehyuns apartment due to the heavy rain. Jaehyun spots the young man outside his apartment building, who reminded him of his childhood pet dog. Lightly inspired by the Japanese drama Kimi wa petto.

Word count: 7300

mature content(?)

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Taeyong crept lightly then quietly drew the door shut behind him. He walked down the hallway to the elevator, riding it down to the ground level.

He nervously chewed the inside of his bottom lip, watching the floor numbers gradually change. He then readjusted the backpack slung across his shoulder, then focused on his tired reflection in the closed doors of the elevator.

He looked like he had not slept in a few days, which was accurate. He couldn't recall the last time he got a proper good nights rest. Once the elevator arrived, he stepped off and went straight to the buildings main entrance.

He stood on the side walk outside and looked up at the dorm building. A weary sigh escaped his lips. This was his home for the last four years.

Taeyong had debuted as an idol three years ago and was placed as the groups leader. They have been successful but lately he has been feeling the pressure of living up to expectations. He feared most of disappointing his fans and members and wanted to run away from the stressful life.

As he stared, a single droplet of water fell to his cheek only to slide down to the lineation of his jaw. Taeyong looked around to see it had started to drizzle and so he pulled the hoodie of his jacket over his head and started to walk.

He had no idea where he was going, he just needed to get away for a while before he went crazy. Taeyong held his head down to avoid staring directly at the passersby in case they could recognize him.

Surrounded by the sounds of cars driving to their various destinations and people walking by him, he had never felt so insignificant. It was nearly comforting to be able to walk the streets of Seoul at night like he was a normal person.

As he continued to walk, he glanced across the street to see a food stall selling assorted Korean food. His mouth upturned into a small smile and his face beamed with excitement. After the road was clear, he crossed and went towards the stall.

"Good night," the vendor acknowledged once Taeyong walked up to the stall, as they turned the skewered fish snacks in the fryer. Taeyong greeted the elder back, his vision focused on the wide array of greasy foods he could never usually consume.

While he waited for his order to be ready, he was joined at the stall by two teenage girls still in their school uniforms. They stood on the farther end of the stall. He abruptly turned his head to avoid them from catching glimpse of his face but was not quick enough.

One of the girls began whispering, "isn't he-" Taeyong heard her say. He avoided staring at their direction, hoping the vendor would hurry so that he could go. "Who?" the other said and they started walking closer to him, "TY track?" she questioned. Other persons walking by heard the name and stared in his direction.

Suddenly, Taeyong began to feel his palms sweat and somehow he could hear his heartbeat pound loudly from his chest. Panic swarmed his entire being and he took off, running down the sidewalk. Avoiding the swarm of curious people forming around them.