healer with a broken heart || jaeyong

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song of the chapter:
stupid~ tate mcrae

taeyong has never really felt jealous, he's never had to. he has always been the smartest, the best at everything he's ever done. he had everyone he's ever wanted and even those he didn't. taeyong has never recalled a single moment of actual envy.

until this exact moment, of course. he stood quietly, at the top of the stairs as nurses and doctors crowd hana and jaehyun with their glimmering baby boy to the hospital for the first time.

taeyong felt his blood boil and tears threaten to fall into his cheeks. jihoon looked adorable, strapped tightly against jaehyun's chest in a baby carrier. he had inherited hana's beautiful hazel eyes, and jaehyun's deep dimples. they were perfect, the perfect little family. 

"taeyong! come down!" hana waves him down, his feet shuffling forward but wanting nothing more than to run away as far as possible.

he makes it to the bottom rather quickly, hana's irritating smile beaming at him. taeyong couldn't deny it, jihoon was the cutest baby to graze the hospital, especially upclose.

"hey babe, how was surgery?" jaehyun smiles, softly peaking at taeyong's lips, leaving him completely frozen.

"what the hell are you doing?" taeyong questions through his teeth.

"was the surgery that long? or did you forget we were going to dinner? jihoon cried for you all day, he didn't take a single nap so he's kind of grumpy." jaehyun laughs, unhooking jihoon from the carrier and putting him in taeyong arms.

taeyong grabbed him, gently but hesitantly. jihoon stared back at him cutely, nuzzling into him immediately. he was very, very confused.

"why would he miss me? this is my first time ever seeing him?" taeyong furrowed his eyebrows.

"you're in a joking mood. why wouldn't he miss you, you're his other parent." jaehyun laughs, looking through his diaper bag for jihoon's bottle.

"what do you mean? this is your baby with hana, you guys just came in like five minutes ago." taeyong questions, his vision blurring as he looked around.

"taeyong, i haven't spoken to hana since
our divorce and she miscarried if you don't remember. or did you forget that we adopted our son? maybe we should skip dinner and go home. i think you need some rest. you're probably sleep walking, you do that a lot." jaehyun chuckles, taking jihoon back from taeyong.

taeyong jolts awake, with a sheen of sweat covering his body. god, that was awful. there was nothing he hated more than the god damn vivid dreams he never seized to have. he thought about the dream for a couple of minutes, interpreting every detail he could remember.

taeyong always had a tendency of making the wrong decision, always drinking an extra shot of tequila, or walking instead of taking a taxi home. but nevertheless, he always made it to his end goal.

but this isn't a dream job or an introduction to anatomy course where he just end up winning if he worked hard enough. it's jung jaehyun, the epitome of taeyong's worst and best decision.

a baby, taeyong thought.

jaehyun was having a fucking baby. he couldn't wrap his mind around it. he himself felt far too young, far too unexperienced but he couldn't help but see the glimmer in jaehyun's eyes when he heard he was having a baby. maybe he wasn't an unprepared and maybe this was how things were supposed to end up.