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going out of his room, taeyong was greeted by a sight of yuta crossing his arms with a brow raised.that sight made him fully awake. ❝good morning my dear friend!❞❝good my ass,❞ yuta raised phone up to let taeyong see the reason why he is like that, ❝this has been spreading since yesterday and you never bothered to tell me?❞
❝your phone is alive?❞ taeyong wanted to slap his face for asking that question.
on the other hand, yuta raised his charger that he found ❝you hid it inside the cupboards.❞
❝i didn't want it to ruin your day.❞ taeyong said, looking down.
❝has the company called you about this?❞ yuta scrolled down his social media and may or may not have saved the pictures. you can't blame him, those looked good and it was from his runaway date with sicheng.
what surprised him is that those girls really did took a pictures of them. it might be blurry but if you are a true fan, you would recognize yuta. scrolling down the comments, he was happy that most of them told them that they don't have enough proof that it's yuta and sicheng.back then he used to like comments that gives fans hints about his sexuality but now he wants to be careful. he needs to be careful now that he has a boyfriend to take care of. honestly, he doesn't care about his career anymore. he can just give up and replace taeil as sicheng's manager if he can.
❝i haven't received a call from the ceo but the staff told me to delete the articles before it reaches to him.❞ taeyong groaned. he remembered staying up all night just to delete, report, and leave comments that could convince the people that it's not yuta.
❝wanna bet he'll be calling you in three—❞ countdown hasn't started yet but a ringtone cut yuta off. it didn't came taeyong's phone but from yuta. the japanese amusingly shook his phone in front of taeyong, not afraid at all that the ceo is calling.
"what the fuck is—"
"before you start nagging at me about the article, let me just greet you one good morning." yuta said. receiving a snort from taeyong.
the man clicked his tongue, "do you think i'm playing here? have you seen the pictures spreading?"
"i have eyes and i face my phone everyday, how can i not know?" taeyong mouthed yuta to use formal words as it is the ceo he is talking to. yuta didn't want to but taeyong was this near to punching him on the face so he had no choice. "i saw it sir.""and are you aware their speculating that it's you and sicheng on that picture?"
❝of course it's us, who the fuck would it be?❞ yuta pulled his phone away from his ears. "i'm sorry but they have no proof it's us, neither do you."
why can't he just let people know about them? he wants to walk around the streets, holding sicheng's hand and going in and out of shops that catches their attention without thinking about the cameras following them.
why can't they be a normal couple?
why do they have to be different?
"next week will be your last week and i want you to return as soon as possible. we need to talk." the call then ended with yuta opening his mouth.
❝talk about rude.❞ yuta threw his phome down the sofa, ❝have you ever thought of quitting?❞
it did cross taeyong's mind but never did he have the guts to do it. ❝are you..❞
yuta smiled, ❝should i?❞
but would it make a difference? he is in a relationship with sicheng, what would happen to sicheng? speaking of sicheng, he guessed that this has reached to him company now.taeyong watched yuta quickly move and grabbed his phone as fast as lightning. dialing sicheng's number and waited for the boy to answer.
❝sicheng?❞ yuta said, more like shouted with a worry voice.
silence.
now yuta is really worried. ❝sicheng did they hurt you? what's wrong—❞
"good morning."
a simple greeting with a hoarse and broken voice. ❝were you crying?❞a giggle was heard from the other line. "i just woke up, i did not cry."
it felt odd. that giggle sounded so fake but yuta didn't want to think about it too much, it was too early to use his brain cells. ❝so..❞
"good morning." sicheng repeated the greeting again.
yuta smiled, ❝good morning.❞a good five seconds passed before sicheng replied with a random, "i love you."
it was very odd but nonetheless, yuta replied ❝i love you too.❞
not wanting to hear the exchange of sweet words, taeyong left the living room and walked straight to the kitchen. he reminded himself to get ready later because he'll go out with taeil and help him find his phone that has a picture that can actually destroy everything.
"how much do you love me?"
❝so much that i will do anything for you.❞ yuta said, still oblivious about why sicheng is asking these things with his voice cracking. he wanted to believe that the boy just woke up but he couldn't remove the thought that sicheng is probably crying. ❝why?❞
the chinese hummed, "nothing. i just want you to know that i love you and i don't want you to leave me."
yuta sighed, how many times have he said this already ❝i won't leave you.❞
he said that, not knowing on the other side someone is already silently crying.
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❝what?!❞
taeil buried his face on both of his hands, ❝they slapped him and i was there. i can't do anything as i was held by a staff.❞
❝how's sicheng now?❞ taeyong may not be that close to sicheng but he was worried. worried for what yuta's reaction if he tells him about sicheng being beat up after talking about the articles that are spreading.
❝bad.❞ taeil frowned, ❝he has been crying, telling me how much it hurts.❞
❝we should break them up before—❞
❝no.❞ taeil stopped taeyong, ❝it is not an option. we should not break them apart. i have never seen sicheng this happy and i don't want a break up to ruin his happiness.❞
❝but he is hurting!❞
taeil slapped the male's hand, pointing his surroundings. they were at a restaurant and there were people around so taeyong needs to lower down his voice. ❝he begged me, taeyong.❞
❝begged you?❞
❝he told me it was fine. they can hurt them for as hard as they like, but he will never take breaking up.❞ taeil ran a hand through his hair. ❝he begged me not to tell this to yuta and just act like nothing happened.❞
❝and you're telling me this because?❞
taeil patted the younger's shoulder, ❝you are my best bro.❞
❝ew?❞
taeil laughed the at younger's reaction. he then stopped eventually and is now leaning back from the chair and his head backwards, facing the ceiling. he heaved a sigh, ❝how on earth are we going to find it?❞
❝announce it?❞
❝i doubt that there are still good hearts out there that would turn that phone down.❞ he then let out a fake sob, ❝why didn't i put a password?❞
❝you ask me—❞
few seconds have already passed and that's when taeil wondered why taeyong stopped talking. he sat down properly and followed to where taeyong is looking and he never had felt so relieved in his entire life.
it was doyoung entering the restaurant.
❝what is he doing here?❞ taeyong said, his voice full with pure hate.
but taeil was too focused at the man that he didn't even hear taeyong say anything, ❝my prince—❞ he shook his head, snapping himself away from daydreaming, ❝it's that guy i was with at the restaurant!❞
❝wait!❞ taeyong stood up as soon as taeil sprinted towards that man that is looking for a seat. as he was already close, he hesitated to walk even closer. ❝oh my god just by seeing him makes me want to punch that perfect face of his.❞
taeil had a smile on his face as he startled doyoung. doyoung then returned a smile at the older, ❝hey there.❞
❝hey!❞ as much as taeil wanted to make this conversation longer and wants them to get to know each other, he had something important than that and needed to be done quick. ❝you saw me place my phone down the table at the restaurant, right?❞
doyoung nodded and was about to ask why but his attention went to taeyong was was five foot away from then and is sending daggers towards him, ❝hey yongie~❞
❝yongie— tAEYONG?❞ taeil cleared his throat as it cracked, ❝you two know each other?❞
❝how can i not know my one and only highschool bestfriend?❞ doyoung managed to pull out a sweet smile that somehow threatened taeyong.
taeyong scoffed, ❝highschool bestfriend, yeah sure. last time i remembered, you kept on bullying me.❞
taeil wanted to know their story as he found it interesting but again, there's something much more very important than that. ❝okay—❞
❝what are you doing here in china?❞
❝can't i have my vacation?❞
taeil pouted, ❝guys—❞
taeyong raised a brow. ❝are you kidding me? i bet you just want yuta to join your company.❞
❝you got to admit it, my company is much more better than the company you guys are in.❞ doyoung said, now looking serious, ❝i accept him for who he is.❞
❝will you guys shut the fucking up!❞ and taeil was thankful they did stop. they stopped talking of course but were still sending each other death glares. taeil pointed at doyoung, ❝you! did you take my phone?❞
❝what? no.❞ doyoung giggled, ❝i have my own, why would i take yours?❞
❝wait,❞ taeil clutched his head, ❝so who took it!?❞
just then, taeyong felt his phone vibrate. he guessed it is just yuta asking him to buy food when he gets back but it wasn't. it was something more serious than that, more scary.
it was something that he never expected it to happen this early.
❝t-taeil..❞
they weren't ready.
the short male turned to taeyong and saw his face, worrying him ❝what is it?❞
taeyong showed taeil his phone, his heart beating fast as he saw taeil's face. it wasn't good, it was over. there's nothing they can do about it, or maybe there is? but they were frozen and their mind is not functioning properly. their brain cells trying to process the photo that has been posted just now.
a picture of yuta kissing sicheng.
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