Jaehyun Pov

I really said it. I'm positive saying that should trigger something, anything. "Don't joke around. You're not my fiancé." I felt my heart break into pieces. His tone was harsh and cold towards me. He pulled his hand away and looked at me with disgust. "They were both right. There are people out here with evil intentions." They? Who was they? I wanted to ask, but he had taken off somewhere. I called out to him while looking around for him. I wasn't going to let him go, not again.

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I didn't know how long I had been looking, but as soon as I stopped, my legs had given in and caused me to seek support from a wall. "Jaehyun! Are you okay?" I saw Younghoon walk over to me then lean me against him. "I'm fine. Just a bit tired." "A bit? You look like you could pass out at any given moment. I'll take you home." As much as I wanted to protest, I was too tired to do so.

"Hey, come get your roommate." I gave Younghoon a worried look as I was transferred from Younghoon's arms to his. "Thanks. Have a good day." Hyunjoon closed the door behind him then practically threw me onto my bed. "What were you doing?" "Nothing that concerns you. Go away." I closed my eyes as tiredness took over my body. I couldn't help but wonder what had happened to the man I love. I woke up half conscious as I felt a pleasuring sensation flowing throughout my body. I close my eyes again as I was still tired and didn't feel like moving.

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I felt something warm on my face and so I slowly opened my eyes. "It's just the sun..." I stretched out then froze. I wasn't wearing the clothes I fell asleep in. I looked over and saw Hyunjoon sleeping peacefully. I figured he must've changed my clothes last night while I was sleep. I suddenly remembered the pleasuring feeling and I instantly became furious. I went over to Hyunjoon and hit him a few times. "Ow! What the hell?" "You sick pervert! This is the last straw. I'm kicking you out!" He laughed at me then gave me a serious look. "Can you afford to kick me out?" I bit my bottom lip as he always pointed this fact out. It was true. I wouldn't be able to afford the rent without him. But, I finally convinced Younghoon to come live with me.

"I can. Now get out! Don't worry about your things I'll pack them and leave them out in the hall." I grabbed his wrist and dragged him to and out the front door. "Are you serious?" "Yes. Now scram!" I quickly closed and locked the door. I slid down it then hid my face. I was finally happy that after years of putting up with his sick mind, I able to get rid of him. Juyeon knew of it and would often come over to protect me from him. I slowly walked back into the room, picked up my phone and dialed Younghoon's number. "Hey." "I kicked him out." "Ah. I'll swing by later. You have today off as well right?" "Yeah. I may go out, so let me know when you're coming." "Got it." I hung up then started packing up Hyunjoon's things.

As I was neatly placing his shirts in a bag, my phone rang. I went to answer it then saw a familiar number. "What do you want?" "Nothing. Just watch your back." They hung up and left me feeling confused. I took my phone with me and went back to packing. Watch my back? What could he have meant?