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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 6, 2016 19:38:59 GMT -5
Jared lifted his head when he heard footsteps in the room, unsure of who it was. Another nurse? It was possible, but there had been one in here moments before. However, the one person who he least expected it to be walked in the room. When he saw it was Jaeho, his eyes narrowed. What was he doing here? Who told him? Charles, probably. From what Jared could assume during their phone conversation, the man was a big softy.
And so, he voiced that question. "What are you doing here and why?" His voice was gruff and laced with exhaustion. The surgery had lasted five hours. Five hours full to the brim of anxiety. Nina had to calm him down when the third hour passed when he threatened to walk into the OR and yell at why they weren't done yet. It hadn't been a pretty situation in the waiting room, that's for sure.
To say he was wary of the other would be an understatement. He had no desire to leave Xzavier in a room alone with Jaeho. Xzavier had been a broken man when he stepped into Jared's life. And slowly, piece by piece, he began to mend and become the same person he was years before. Jared wouldn't let that happen ever again.
After the other had told him what had gone between the two of them, Jared vowed to make sure Xzavier would never get hurt by that man again. He failed, didn't he? He should've taken the job instead of Xzavier, pushed when the other wouldn't budge, and then they wouldn't be in this mess.
He had called Stephanie moments ago to tell her the good news, and she assured him she was on her way to visit with some coffee. The hospital brand was awful and had barely any caffeine. Xzavier would've scoffed at it in disgust.
Speaking of Xzavier, he was passed out on the bed. His face looked pale and sickly under the soft, luminescent light. Jared had made the decision to lower the brightness of the room, not wanting to disturb Xzavier and hurt his eyes if the other woke up. If he were to wake up, that is.
The doctor had said that surgery had gone successfully, but it was up to Xzavier's body to pull through with the healing. The first night would decide on whether he would make it or not.
Jared had listened to these news, alone. His hands clasped behind his back to hide the fact they were held in fists, his knuckles white.
He didn't move from his spot in his chair beside Xzavier's resting form as he looked at Jaeho with something similar to a wary animal trapped in a cage.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 6, 2016 19:39:34 GMT -5
Jaeho opened and closed his mouth, his hands clasped together in front of him, eyes wanting to rest on Xzavier's unconscious form, but not daring to. He stepped further into the room, just far enough so that the nurse could close the door.
Who are you? Jaeho wanted to ask. But he didn't. Probably one of Xzavier's friends and, judging from the way he was being eyed, Jaeho would bet that this friend knew about him, maybe knew about the history he'd had with Xzavier.
"I was just...I stopped by because I was...worried." Jaeho chewed his bottom lip, refusing to make eye contact, as though he were afraid of some kind of backlash. "The other security guard...he told me that Xzavier was in the OR earlier so I was worried...I just wanted to see him. See if he's ok." He certainly hadn't expected anyone else to be in the room. Or at least he'd hoped that no one else would be here. He'd hoped that he could just get in and get out. Maybe say something. But now, any semblance of a plan he might have had flew out the window.
After a moment of hesitation, Jaeho wet his lips and stepped closer to the hospital bed. Closer to Xzavier, closer to Xzavier's friend. "Uh...you're Xzavier's friend?" He asked, voice carefully neutral. He tried for a smile and failed. "Have you been here long?"
He hoped so. He hoped that this friend had been here since Xzavier was first admitted because he hated the idea that Xzavier would have been alone through the long hours of surgery, even if he would have been unconscious and unaware anyway. Even if this friend ended up hating Jaeho, already hated him because of what he'd done, Jaeho could never hate them back for the same reasons. Because if this friend knew about Xzavier and his past, then Xzavier must trust him. And if Xzavier trusted him, then Jaeho was grateful.
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 6, 2016 19:44:00 GMT -5
Jared nodded his affirmative,"I've been here for almost the whole time. I came as soon as my phone was called at 2:30 in the morning." His body was sore from sitting in the uncomfortable, plastic chairs that were offered in the hospital.
To be completely honest, Jared wanted to let loose on the figure standing in front of him. This man had turned Xzavier into a shell of a human being and it had taken Jared absolutely forever to help him build himself together again. And he was just about to give the other a piece of his mind when his sweetheart stepped in the room.
"Oh!" Her voice game out in a slight, breathy gasp at seeing another figure in the room besides Jared. "Hello there." She said warmly, waddling herself over to Jared and handing him a cup of coffee. He took a sip of the warm liquid greedily as she slid her hand into his and squeezing it. Her eyes held warmth as she caught Jaeho's gaze, unlike Jared's. "You're a friend of Xzavier?" She questioned, peering down worriedly at the said man and brushing some of his hair out of his face.
"Would you like some alone time with him?" She asked gently, shushing Jared when he made a noise of protest. "I'm sure he's about to wake soon. His body is so big, it will flush out the medicines quickly." She shrugged, as if saying 'That's our Xzavier.' "Nina told me out front." She seemed to be telling Jared when he gave her a questioning glance.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 6, 2016 19:50:49 GMT -5
Jaeho nodded dumbly, chewing his lip and wondering if he was a bad friend for not having been put through the same predicament. 2:30 in the morning. That meant that, not only was Jared a friend, but he was likely an emergency contact. He wanted to be jealous, but he was only grateful. He was grateful that Xzavier had found himself such a good friend, a friend who was willing to drive down here in the ungodly hours of the morning to watch over him, take care of him.
He could tell that the other wanted to say more, but before he could, the door opened and a woman came inside. She went right over to Xzavier's friend, handed him a cup of coffee. Her voice was warm and it prompted Jaeho to produce a smile as he nodded, almost bowing in greeting for catching himself. "Yes, I am a friend of his." That was certainly one way to put it, and it wasn't really a lie.
"Some alone time would be...nice. Yes." Anyone with eyes could see that she was pregnant, and see that she was with Xzavier's friend. They were going to have a baby. They were going to have a family. Jaeho wondered if he could ever have that with Kyungil, if they could ever raise a child. "Congratulations, by the way...on the baby." He gestured vaguely towards the woman's stomach. Jaeho rather liked children. He wanted one. But Kyungil...
It didn't matter. They would be too busy to even think about kids for years and years to come. They didn't need a child to be happy, anyways.
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 6, 2016 20:23:05 GMT -5
She gave Jaeho a grateful smile, the dimples of her cheeks prominent when she grinned. "Thank you so much! He's so similar to Jared, he always wants to eat." She patted her stomach tenderly, before looking at Jared fondly and pecking his cheek. "All your fault that I have so many cravings." She mused, frowning at her lover teasingly.
"It's good that Xzavier has friends besides us. The poor kid was always alone until we met." She sniffed, blinking away tears as she turned her attention back to Jaeho. "Hormones." she grumbled, wiping them away. Sure, she knew about Jaeho's and Xzavier's past, but she didn't piece together that the man in front of her was Jaeho. It was a good thing, in a way. She had promised to Xzavier that whoever had hurt him was going to face the wrath of a pregnant lady.
Dragging Jared out of the chair, she turned towards Jaeho,"I'm gonna go force him to eat some nasty food in the cafeteria, okay? Take all the time you need." After saying that, she pushed Jared out the door, much to his chagrin. His complaints could be heard down the hall, how he wanted to be there when Xzavier woke up, how he didn't trust Jaeho to be there, how he didn't deserve to be there. But with a pout on Stephanie's face, he stopped his complaining. It was better to do whatever she wanted so there wouldn't be an argument to deal with. Stephanie usually won their arguments.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 10:38:44 GMT -5
Jaeho smiled and nodded, "Thank you." He waited for the two to leave before sidling over next to Xzavier's hospital bed. He could hear the couple as they headed down the hall, but didn't concern himself with trying to distinguish what they were saying. Sitting down in the seat that Xzavier's friend had occupied just minutes before, Jaeho peered down at Xzavier's form. What had happened? He still didn't know.
I should have asked. But of course, he had been so preoccupied with thoughts of what he was supposed to do, what he was supposed to say to Xzavier, that he'd completely forgotten about why Xzavier was here in the first place. Does that make me a bad friend?
Perhaps. But it wasn't as if he wasn't already a bad friend to begin with.
He hesitated before reaching over and putting his hand over Xzavier's, almost letting out a small chuckle at the size difference. Xzavier really had grown a lot.
"Xzavier..." His voice was barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry." And it wasn't as if he hadn't apologized already, but he couldn't seem to form any other words. His jaw worked for a while, soundless and excruciating, before he stopped trying and settled for rubbing the side of Xzavier's hand with his thumb, eyes focused on the bedspread.
"I've been avoiding you, but you must know that already." He couldn't tell if he wanted Xzavier to hear him or not. He spoke only as loudly as he dared to, only loud enough for him to know that he was, indeed, speaking. "I'm sorry about that, but..." A pause, a sigh. "I just...I don't know...Kyungil's been being nicer to me these past couple of days. I just want that to...last. And I was afraid that talking to you would ruin that...Break that peace." He was afraid. He was a coward. "But now here you are." Jaeho almost allowed himself a bitter laugh.
"Here you are...and I still don't know how you got here."
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 18:42:25 GMT -5
It wasn't the beeping of the machine beside him that stirred his mind awake. It did play a critical part in waking him, the noise was utterly annoying. But it wasn't the main role, not quite. His brain was fuzzy, but it wasn't so bad. He felt as if he was floating on clouds, so soft and fluffy. Fluffy.. fluffy, like Jaeho's hair. He let out a giggle when he thought of the other with sheep for hair. That would make him super fluffy!
Speaking of Jaeho, was he here? And where was here, exactly? Maybe a laboratory, that could explain the beeping? Or maybe he was in a spaceship. That'd be cool. He always loved the stars. And maybe he could see his Mother, she was somewhere up in the stars.
No, no. Think of Jaeho. Xzavier could hear the other's voice, understanding the soothing baritone melody even under the influence of a copious amount of pain medications. However, his brain was too muggy for him to comprehend what the other was saying. That didn't matter, because his love was here with him. That was the only important thing that mattered to Xzavier.
"Jae Jae. He mumbled, his tongue feeling like cotton. He frowned and nuzzled into his pillow. Was his pillow Jaeho? That'd be nice. It felt nice and fluffy, it had to be.
"I love you, Jae Jae." He hummed happily, content that the man he loved was here with him.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 19:17:01 GMT -5
"Jae Jae...I love you JaeJae."
Jaeho froze, his thumb momentarily pausing in its movement over Xzavier's skin. Was he hearing things? He hadn't seen Xzavier's lips move, mainly because he wasn't watching the other's face in the first place, but he...he'd heard that. His ears wouldn't deceive him like this. Because I don't love Xzavier. I love Kyungil. Only Kyungil.
I'm faithful.
"Xzavier...?" He whispered, eyes moving up the other's form to rest on his face, his peaceful, sleeping face. Jae Jae... Xzavier hadn't called him that since they were children. It was nostalgic, it brought a small smile to Jaeho's lips and he almost leaned down to rest his head on Xzavier's chest. It would be so nice if he could do that. It would be so nice if he could just lean over and place his lips against Xzavier's forehead...or the back of his hand...or--
No! No, no, no!
That was all wrong. All those thoughts were so, so wrong. Kyungil. You love Kyungil. I love him.
So he settled for maneuvering Xzavier's hand so that their fingers were entertwined. Because Xzavier had said that he loved him. And that, despite Jaeho's best efforts, made him feel so warm and fuzzy inside. When was the last time Kyungil had told him saranghae? And yet...here was Xzavier, not even his boyfriend, just regaining their friendship, telling Jaeho that he loved him through a haze of medication.
"You know what, Xzavier? I..." He swallowed the lump in his throat, voice lowering so much that it was barely more than a breath of air. "I love you, too."
And his phone chose that moment to buzz quietly. Jaeho pulled it out with his free hand, frowned at the contents.
Jagi ❤
Where are you? I know you lied about going to the manager's. He just came by. I covered for you, but come back.
He felt his jaw tighten, his fingers clenching involuntarily around Xzavier's hand. Because why couldn't the universe just allow him something?
He ignored the text.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 19:47:54 GMT -5
It's been three years since HISTORY last visited the States. That time, they had come along with seven other artists to attend KCON. This time, they were coming by themselves.
The single 'Queen' along with its mini-album, HIM, had caused HISTORY to skyrocket up the ladder of fame. It still took them a while, but they were given the opportunity to go on tour. Only two cities in the United States plus one in Canada, along with their scheduled Tour of Asia, but it was an achievement that, five years ago, none of the members could have foreseen. They were excited, they were nervous, and they were happy beyond words.
Jaeho was happy. He told himself that every day, because the fans had finally accepted his relationship with Kyungil and the public attacks had all but gone away. No one even looked at him twice these days when he was out with his boyfriend, even if Kyungil happened to steal a kiss in broad daylight. He was happy. Because Kyungil didn't get mad very often and when he did, all Jaeho had to do was apologize and wait it out. In the mornings, he might not be able to walk very well, but Kyungil would have been appeased.
They were in New York again. This time, though, they weren't allowed as much freedom. Being more famous and well-known, the manager hesitated to let them out on their own. A team of security followed their every step. But this time, unlike the last, the security didn't have to do much beyond tailing the group and mediating when fans approached, asking for pictures and autographs.
They were only performing one show in New York, but they were staying for a week. Well, they were leaving three days after the concert was finished, but in total, they would be here for a week. They would be here, doing V-App livestreams and filming short videos for their Yo-****** channel, enjoying the States. They even had a fansign planned before the concert.
It was marvelous.
And these days, Jaeho could tell that his future with Kyungil was likely set in stone. Dokyun had asked him a couple times, jokingly, what he would do if Kyungil decided to propose on stage. Jaeho had laughed, he had shaken his head, smiled, said "Kyungil wouldn't do that." But would he? Kyungil had always been showy...would he really propose on stage?
"Hey, it's our first solo stage in America. Maybe he'll want to commemorate it." Dokyun had shrugged before leaving Jaeho alone to scramble his eggs in the kitchen.
He didn't really want to think about it. Because if it really happened, then Jaeho wouldn't have much of a choice. He couldn't say no in front of an entire audience of fans. He would have to say yes.
Do I want that? Do I want to get married to Kyungil?
They couldn't even legally get married in Korea. All the more reason for him to propose here, where gay marriage is actually...possible.
And he suddenly felt sick.
Now, looking at his reflection in the mirror, Jaeho let out a small sigh. He looked cute, he would admit that much. He smiled experimentally. This would do.
He loved his fans. He wanted to meet them. But the thought of spending three hours sitting next to Kyungil...he wasn't sure if he was feeling up to it. Because Kyungil was sneaky and Kyungil did a lot of things under the table and Jaeho was tired today.
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 21:36:20 GMT -5
"Xzavier, we're going to be meeting them!! Xzavier, did you hear me?? I'll get to be in a picture with them. This is the best day of my life, don't you understand? Well, besides meeting you of course. But still!! This is the best birthday present ever!!"
Xzavier chuckled at Jaxen's antics, his boyfriend's energy had him jumping off the walls. He pulled him close so he wouldn't lose the other in the cluster of fangirls that surrounded them, placing a gentle kiss on Jaxen's head. He was seemingly the tallest person of everyone he knew, but he didn't complain. It allowed him to make sure no harm came to Jaxen.
"I know, babe. That's why I got these tickets for you, remember? I just expect something that can beat this present for my birthday." He nudged his boyfriend gently with his elbow as their jaw dropped. "You know I can't beat that!! That isn't fair." He whined, causing Xzavier to laugh again.
Whenever he was around Jaxen, he seemed to laugh more than he had. The two of them were introduced by Stephanie, who had met him at the park with her child, Augustus. Jaxen was the younger brother of one of Stephanie's play date Moms and with a little bit of urging, she introduced him to Xzavier.
He had been wary at first, Jaeho was still in his mind even though it had been months after the other had gone back to Korea. He had gone without a goodbye, but Jared had told him the other had visited him in the hospital. Apparently, that had been their last contact since then.
It didn't sit right with Xzavier, but he had to let it go. Jaeho was happy without him, and Stephanie continued to remind Xzavier that he deserved happiness too.
Jaxen did that for him.
Sure, the self-deprecating thoughts came for him, but ever since Jaxen's arrival, they were a rarity. And if they did, the other would notice by the look on Xzavier's face and bury himself into the crook of his neck, mumbling sweet promises and tender words. He would do this until Xzavier calmed down, until his mind was a haze and his breathing was no longer erratic.
And if they came for him at night, it was okay. Jaxen had been staying at his place more and more until he was practically living with him. So if Xzavier awoke from the nightmares of his Father's and his Mother's corpses hanging over him, whispering words of hatred and disgust, he could hold Jaxen closer while the other still slept.
Since their meeting, Jaxen had been there for Xzavier. He was there for him when his Father finally passed away and Xzavier's mindset collapsed, his knees falling to the floor. Jaxen had been there to pick him up, not physically of course, but emotionally. Jaxen had been there for him through it all.
So when he expressed his love for HISTORY, Xzavier didn't say a word about Jaeho. How could he? What would he say? "I was in love with one of the members of the group you're obsessed with?" No, that won't work.
Buying VIP tickets for the concert was one of the best and one of the worst decisions in his life. It made Jaxen happy and that was all that mattered.He'd have to shoulder it through and hope that Jaeho, or Kyungil, didn't recognize him.
He changed again, of course.
More tattoos were added to his body collection and his body strengthened. His hopes of going undetected were slim to none, but he could always hope.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 21:59:40 GMT -5
The venue that had been booked for the hi-touch, fansign event had seemed spacious enough when Jaeho walked through it the first time, but now, with fans being packed into every corner of the floor, staring up at the stage where he stood with his band members, the place suddenly felt very small. And these were only the fans who had managed to get VIP tickets. Jaeho could only imagine what their audience would look like for their actual concert that night.
"Hana, dul, set...Hello everyone, we are HISTORY!"
They clapped and smiled and the fans cheered along with them. Jaeho was rather proud that everyone in the group had managed to get their acts together enough that they could do their greeting in English. As the screams died down a bit, Jaeho began to speak.
"Hey everyone!" People screamed. Jaeho smiled and waved, holding his microphone to his lips. "It's been a while, hasn't it?" More screams, possibly answers to his question, but he couldn't tell. "Well, I can tell you, it's great to be home again!"
They went down the line, introduced themselves even though everyone here knew them already. Some fangirl screamed out, "YIJEONG I LOVE YOU!" And if Jaeho didn't know any better, he'd say that the maknae blushed.
After introductions and a few broken English words from the rest of HISTORY, the group went and took their seats behind the table that had been set up for the event and the security guards asked for all the fans to get in line so that they could go on stage to meet the idols in an orderly fashion. One girl came along and she clasped Jaeho's hand, perhaps for a second too long, before handing him a little stuffed horse as a present. He felt Kyungil's hand brush against his thigh and almost snorted. Yeah, as if he'd go after a female fan, just because she happened to linger and give him something.
Having been a bit distracted by the onslaught of fans, Jaeho didn't notice Xzavier until it was too late. He didn't know how he'd managed to miss the guy in the first place. It seemed that, within the past three years, Xzavier had somehow managed to get even bigger than he already was, which honestly should not have been possible. Did he get more tattoos, too?
He tried not to stare as the man came closer, tried to focus on what he was doing, smiling for his fans, letting them take selcas with him, signing albums and notebooks alike. Kyungil must have noticed Xzavier as well, because Jaeho felt his boyfriend's hand resting heavily on his leg, felt the slight pressure from how Kyungil was squeezing him. But Kyungil was better at masking his emotions and his smiles and banter with fans still came easily. Despite not being great at English, Kyungil managed to say something meaningful to each fan that stopped longer than a few seconds in front of him.
All Jaeho wanted in that moment was for Xzavier to disappear.
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 22:07:41 GMT -5
Xzavier had planned everything out from the moment he bought the tickets online at three in the morning. His brain had been in overdrive, caffeine keeping him awake as he sat in front his Hire's room. His job kept him awake enough to buy the tickets for Jaxen as soon as they were out.
He had dreamed of this moment, of course. They weren't particularly nice dreams, per say. More likely to be called nightmares. They left him jolting awake, tears streaming down his cheeks, his breath coming out in short gasps.
But he had a plan, a plan to stay away from Jaeho and Kyungil as much as possible. It was the best plan, honestly. It would keep Jaxen happy, and Xzavier could escape without a scene or anymore emotional scars. A win-win situation, really.
He'd act the role he was best at: a bodyguard.
Xzavier's plan was to push Jaxen forwards, towards the table of his idols and Xzavier would pretend to get a call, a work call. He'd excuse himself and call Jared, tell Jaxen to go fan over his favorite Kpop group while he dealt with his bodyguard job, and end the call when Jaxen was done. He would be able to avoid any contact with Jaeho, it was for the best anyway. After all, the other had left without a trace. And finally, Xzavier didn't feel so miserable anymore.
It was growing closer to Jaxen's turn and he gently pushed his boyfriend forwards by resting his hand on the small of the other's back, looking down at his giddy self. "If you freak out any further, they might kick you out." He murmured, bending down to whisper in Jaxen's ear. His tone was light and joking, but Jaxen only stared up at him in mock-terror. "You'd fight them for me, won't you?You're my big, bad, bodyguard boyfriend after all.~" He laughed, wrapping his arms around Xzavier's waist.
"I promise I will." Xzavier swore, wrapping one hand around Jaxen and placing the other on his heart. Letting go of his boyfriend, he pushed him towards the table. It was their turn, after all.
He inhaled a shaky breath. Time for the plan to commence, huh?
"Hey babe, I gotta take this work call, alright?"
Jaxen looked up at Xzavier, his eyes wide. "Really? You have to? Right now?" Xzavier only nodded, pulling a distraught face. He hated lying to Jaxen, but this was for the best. "Yeah, 'm sorry. I'll be right here when you're done, alright?" Jaxen frowned, standing on his tip-toes to kiss Xzavier on the cheek before the other waved him off to the table. Watching Jaxen go, he dialed Jared's number. Immediately, his friend answered.
"You sneaky devil."
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 22:08:45 GMT -5
Jaeho's jaw clenched involuntarily when he saw Xzavier come closer, only to push another boy towards the table and step away, but not before a friendly exchange that resulted in a kiss on the cheek. What was this? Before he could do anything, Kyungil leaned over, breath ghosting over his ear and sending shivers down his spine, whispering, "Looks like he found himself a boyfriend, eh, jagi?"
Kyungil's breath had a nasty habit of lingering on Jaeho's skin for minutes after the other had moved away and it was all he could do to smile, hoping that he looked natural. A boyfriend. He should be happy for Xzavier, he really should, but as that boyfriend approached, Jaeho couldn't help that tightening sensation in his chest. "Hey, how are you? What's your name?" He smiled widely up at Xzavier's newfound boyfriend when the guy reached him, pen in hand, ready to sign away a polaroid. It was all he could do not to let his wander over towards Xzavier's form.
What was Xzavier doing, anyway? Didn't he want to be over here with his boyfriend? Who was he calling? Work? Why would he be calling work right now? Was his boyfriend not more important?
A more pressing question for Jaeho might be whether or not he was actually jealous. He shouldn't be. The hand resting on his leg, applying just enough pressure for it to sting but not hurt, was reminder of that. And so he chanced a glance at his boyfriend, found him smiling, eyes lit up as he spoke to the fan in front of him, reaching up for a high five. He's cute, isn't he?
I'm lucky, aren't I?
But he was quick to turn back towards the person standing in front of him. If Xzavier was happy with this boy, which it seemed like he was, then Jaeho would be happy, too. Isn't that what he's wanted all along? For Xzavier to find happiness so that the guilt could go away?
Yeah. Yeah, I don't have to feel guilty anymore.
It was just a matter of whether or not he'd be consumed by some other feeling altogether.
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 22:12:28 GMT -5
{{ i have to respond now. yikes o-o' }}
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 22:13:12 GMT -5
{ XD take your time
But we have finished moving (':
Unpack the boxes, hang up the posters, because this is our new home }
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 22:14:14 GMT -5
{{ dudeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
niceeeeeeeeeee
moving is awful and you're always tired
i almost ate a whole pizza pie by myself after we moved }}
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 22:16:44 GMT -5
{ I've only ever moved once but I was so against the idea like I locked myself in my room at our old house and cried for like a day
I don't remember much about the actual process of moving, only how I transitioned and stuff c': but I imagine it must've been tiring a f for my parents XD }
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 22:25:03 GMT -5
{{ i remembered when i first moved, i raged
hardcore 10 year old me RAGED
it was ugly oops }}
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 22:40:23 GMT -5
Xzavier laughed into the phone, immediately hearing the disapproval in Jared's voice. "Hello to you too." He mused, turning his back to hide the grin that threatened to take over his face. He didn't want Jaxen to see him grinning while on a work call, that was suspicious.
Why are you calling me during the show? "Because the show is over, stupid." Oh, so you're at the meet and greet? And this phone call is an avoidance? You shouldn't bother, aren't you over him? Why would it matter? "Because he hurt me Jared, you know that. Left without a trace, didn't bother to stay in the room until I was conscious. We ended things on a bad note, again." I know, and that's awful. But don't you think this is just another step towards recovery and acceptance? "You sound like my therapist, Jared." I'm just saying. Think about it? "I need to go, Jaxen is almost done." Xzavier, you're still coming over, right? "Yeah, of course. If I don't, I'm sure Stephanie would skin me alive." He heard Jared's chuckle on the end as the other hung up.
He returned his phone to his back pocket, still facing away from the table and Jaxen. He could hear his boyfriend's laughter from across the room, could feel the excitement that wafted off of him. It was difficult to ignore.
Xzavier inhaled a shaky breath, pointing his chin up to the ceiling and exhaling slowly. He clenched his hands in fists. He could do this, he knew he could. Hell, he had been shot at, stabbed at, danced with death. He could plaster on a smile just for Jaxen, to make his birthday worthwhile. He should stop being so selfish.
Releasing his hands from fists, Xzavier smoothed out all the tension coiling inside of him. Yeah, let's do this for Jaxen. After all, the whole day was about him.
Striding back over to where his boyfriend was gushing over one of the members in Jaeho's group, he slinked an arm around the other's shoulders and pressed a kiss to his head. "Hey!" His boyfriend exclaimed, glancing up at Xzavier with sparkling eyes. They were tender, filled with love and excitement. Xzavier decided he would kill anyone who would ever dim that look in his boyfriend's eyes, even if that meant himself.
"Hey there." He murmured, keeping his eyes focused on Jaxen. Right now, he couldn't bring himself to glance at the table. He couldn't.
"Everything's fine at work, just a small miscommunication." He informed the other, a smile playing its away onto his lips. "Go on, continue to pester them with your questions. Time's almost up." He reminded the other, laughing when Jaxen let out a huff of annoyance at his statement.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 22:41:27 GMT -5
{ Oops
I feel that though
I was like 9 when I moved? I did everything I could to sabotage my parents XD which basically meant sitting in the car and looking angry every time we went to look at houses
Nine year old logic }
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 22:44:19 GMT -5
{{ same!
funny story
i fell in the basement of a house my parents were looking at
i was playing pokemon on my DS and wasn't paying attention
turns out,
we moved into that house
i'm pretty sure our house is haunted
since the guy who lived there before us died
and doors shut when they're open
and things disappear
and dolls move
yeah
help me }}
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 22:47:58 GMT -5
{ Oh wait wait wait
The show is supposed to come after the hi-touch ^_^' Sorry if we didn't talk about that
I'm honestly just going off of what I learned from KCON but at KCON, they always did the hi touch and fansigns before the concert oop idk }
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 22:49:03 GMT -5
{ UM EXCUSE ME!????
IF THE STARBUCKS THING DIDNT KILL YOU OML YOUR HOUSE IS GOING TO EAT YOU RIP RIP RIP
I'll come to your funeral oh my god
Dolls moving is not ok not ok not ok }
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 22:59:54 GMT -5
{{ oh shit
really
then just ignore that bit
my brain is just POOF
and YEAH M8
LEMME TELL YOU A STORY
SO THERE'S THIS CREEPY DOLL IN MY ATTIC
AND I'VE ALWAYS HATED DOLLS SINCE I WAS LITTLE
SCREW BARBIES, I PLAYED WITH DINOSAURS
ANYWAY
MY GRANDMA, REST HER SOUL, BOUGHT THIS DOLL FOR ME
AND I DESPISED IT
BC IT'S EYES WERE TWO COLORS
AND ONE OF THEM WAS SUPER FREAKY
SO IT COLLECTED DUST IN THE ATTIC
AND I HAD IT FACING THE CORNER BC I HATED IT
I WAS UP IN THE ATTIC A FEW MONTHS LATER TO CHECK FOR SOME THINGS
AND GUESS
GUESS W H A T
IT WASN'T FACING THE BLOODY CORNER ANYMORE
IT HAD ITS ARMS OUTSTRETCHED
GUESS WHO HASN'T BEEN IN THE ATTIC SINCE
I AM SO READY FOR DEATH
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 23:02:55 GMT -5
{ Nah bro it's fine it's fine XD I'm just still toying with the idea of Kyungil proposing because I want to hurt all these characters
And myself, apparently
EYYY I PLAYED WITH DINOS TOO!
BUT GTFO RIGHT NOW BECAUSE DOLLS ARE ACTUALLY THE CREEPIEST THINGS DONT
ATTICS ARE PLACES OF DEATH
THAT DOLL IS NOT
WHAT EVEN
DID ANYONE ELSE GO IN THE ATTIC AND TURN IT AROUND BECAUSE THIS IS NOT AN OK THING THAT HAPPENS }
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 23:06:12 GMT -5
{{ if you want me to suffer more, go for it. figuring out the interaction between jaeho and xzavier might be rough tho oof lmaoooo
RIGHT
NO ONE WENT UP THERE
MY ROOM IS THE CLOSEST TO THE ATTIC
I FORCE MY 150 LB SAINT BERNARD TO SLEEP WITH ME BC I AM TERRIFIED
I AM SO READY TO MOVE OUT
I KEEP ON ASKING MY MOM TO THROW IT OUT
BUT SHE WANTS TO "SELL IT"
SHE HAS BEEN WANTING TO SELL IT FOR Y E A R S }}
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 7, 2016 23:12:30 GMT -5
{ True oml
But I have a feeling Jaeho's going to be more desperate when he finally gets to talk to Xzavier again and desperation will likely mean that Jaeho just gives up and spills about his life story oop. How Xzavier would react idk but it'll make for a brilliantly awkward mess of a scene }
{ SELL IT!???
SELL IT!!!????
NOOO IF THE DOLL IS POSSESSED IT WILL COME BACK AND LIKE CURSE YOU OR WHATEVER IF YOU SELL IT
...
INCINERATE IT OML }
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 7, 2016 23:18:57 GMT -5
{{ oh pls. pls YES
RIGHT
RIGHTTTTTT
LIKE FROM THAT MOVIE
I DONT REMEMBER WHICH ONE
IM TRAUMATIZED }}
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 8, 2016 8:58:50 GMT -5
{ Should we timeskip to the show after this? IDK WHAT MOVIE IT WAS BUT ANY MOVIE THAT HAS DOLLS IN IT IS NO BUENO My friend made me watch this horror anime called Another and in the second episode the character goes inside a DOLL HOUSE HE GOES INSIDE OF A DOLL HOUSE AND ALL THE DOLLS WERE LIKE  AND AT THAT POINT I QUIT I WAS LIKE NOPE IDC IF YOU LOCK ME IN THIS ROOM I'M NOT WATCHING THIS ANIME BYE } The boyfriend, whose name, Jaeho learned, was Jaxen, was busying himself with Sihyoung, fawning over the rapper's voice, which everyone seems surprised to find is just as deep in real life as it is on screen. It's a gift, really, that voice. And it was when Sihyoung was handing Jaxen his autograph that Xzavier showed up again. This time, Dokyun seemed to notice and he frowned slightly, turning to Jaeho with question marks practically popping up over his head. Jaeho only smiled and shrugged, his hand reaching down to find Kyungil's, clasping onto it for dear life. Because out of the corner of his eye (he wouldn't dare stare straight at the man), Xzavier wrapped an arm around his boyfriend and pressed a kiss to his head. And Jaeho wasn't sure what to make of that. Sihyoung barely batted an eye at the interaction and once again, Jaeho felt intense envy at how the elder was able to simply ignore things as they happened. It wasn't that he just pretended to ignore events, either; he wouldn't be able to recall the event ever happening, even if you explained it to him detail by detail. If only Jaeho had inherited such powers of ignorance and oblivion. But the fans who were next in line were already filing over to the table. They met Yijeong first, and Jaeho had to fight the urge to roll his eyes at maknae doing aegyo, at the fangirls squealing. Kyungil looked on with amusement, seeming about to say something before a girl placed herself in front of him, holding out a copy of their newest album for him to sign. It was at that point that Kyungil had to withdraw his hand from Jaeho's grasp and Jaeho was left to his own devices, desperately trying to avoid the scene happening just two seats down from where he was. Sihyoung was saying goodbye to Jaxen and Xzavier, Jaeho could almost hear the tired smile tugging at the elder rapper's lips (Sihyoung was, as the fans called him, the "reluctant dad" of the group, always looking as if he was done with everything when in reality he was just constantly in a dream state. Jaeho remembered with a small smile that time when everyone had snooped through Sihyoung's "diary" on the premise that Dokyun wanted to be sure Sihyoung wasn't doing drugs. On the first page, Sihyoung had written in his infuriatingly neat scrawl: "I'm not on drugs."). Jaxen and Xzavier were gone soon enough, but Jaeho couldn't seem to keep the tattooed man out of his head even as he greeted and spoke with the dozens of fans that came after them. With my luck, I'll somehow find him in the crowd tonight and mess up all my steps. Manager-hyung's gonna have a field day. |
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 8, 2016 15:50:26 GMT -5
{{ yeah, that's what I was thinking!
HAHAHA NOPE
BYE
NOT GONNA CATCH ME WATCHING THAT }}
"This is definitely the best day of my life!" Jaxen exclaimed, his voice filled to the brim with such emotion. He turned towards Xzavier with a grinning face and got a smirk in return. If it was medically possible, Xzavier guessed that his boyfriend could explode from excitement. He was glad it wasn't, though. He wasn't too sure how he could handle another loss of someone he cared about.
"All thanks to me, hmm?" He teased the other, earning a gentle shove on the ribs. Even if Jaxen tried, Xzavier was pretty sure his boyfriend would do little damage. The other was a twig when compared to Xzavier, and that was saying something since Jaxen wasn't so fragile looking.
"Yes! Now c'mon, hurry up, I don't want to be late for the show!" Jaxen complained, his voice continuing to be light and cheerful. He grabbed Xzavier by the hand and began to pull him. To a stranger's eye, the duo most likely seemed like a younger and older brother, bickering about the performance. Xzavier allowed himself to be dragged by his boyfriend, allowing the other to guide him through the crowd.
This gave Xzavier to glance behind him, to catch a small glimpse of Jaeho before the crowd obscured his vision. His eyes immediately zeroed in on the other's form and he released the breath he didn't know he had been holding.
Jaeho seemed.. happy.
That was good, really. But what else did Xzavier expect? Why would his old friend be so distraught about disappearing from Xzavier's life, again? Perhaps a small bit of Xzavier wanted to see the look on Jaeho's face, to see how the other reacted when he saw Xzavier for the third time.
But this was all for the best, he supposed.
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