count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ twenty ⌟

confess to him?

a weak laugh was what johnny can let out as of that moment. he had his index finger circling around the rim of the glass that's half full of alcohol, drowsy eyes staring at the door where the japanese actor had to leave because of his schedule. he hasn't drank even this only glass that yuta had offered him, not planning to do so as he still had to drive home.

he was now left alone there in the booth, having tons to think about inside his head.

❝confess to him..❞ he voiced out what kept on running inside his head. johnny didn't find it funny at all but he just couldn't help but laugh at how helpless he is.

it's his friend, it's his and taeyong's friend, he should at least support him. at least he knows him, he knows that yuta will never hurt taeyong. in fact, he'd take care of him like no one else can. it's the situation that johnny is doubting. an actor, a famous one, name heard everywhere, falling for taeyong. that's too risky. imagine what would his fans react if they find out that he's going to be in a relationship, with someone as ordinary as taeyong at that. some might be able to accept that but there's always this one group that would put the male's life in danger.

johnny couldn't believe that he'd be saying this but he'd prefer to have taeyong be with jaehyun than risk his life with yuta. there's nothing wrong with the japanese, he's a great man as what everybody thinks he is. what he didn't want to happen is to have the actor choose between taeyong and his career, he didn't want the two to suffer by being together, and he definitely didn't want anything to happen to taeyong.

what should he do?

no idea, he had no idea— taking hold of the empty bottle that the actor had finished, johnny raised it up and was about to motion his arm to throw it but halted a second after. groaning, he slammed the bottle down the table and snatched the half filled glass, drinking it in one gulp.

shutting his eyes tight, the alcohol was burning his throat. he then threw his head back and stared at the ceiling, with his hazy gaze, having neon lights reflecting on it. ❝how the fuck did i get into this mess?❞

if he thinks about it, would this ever happen if he just got to confess first? if the two of them are now happily together, would taeyong be safe with him?

burying his head on the palm of his hands, he started rubbing his face with an annoyed groan. he stayed in that position for a couple of minutes before standing up and almost stumbling but managed to balance his stance. he made his way to the door as he finally decided to leave the place and have him thinking at home.

being here only gives him an urge to finish a whole bottle.

not even moments after, he finally got himself out of the loud place with booming music and drunk people dancing everywhere. he made sure to greet the security guard though, and also give his goodbyes to the bouncer who helped him find where the japanese actor is. jonny looked fine on the outside but he's totally conflicted inside.