Juyeon Pov

I safely arrived home without any new memories. I was about to bid Jaehyun a good day when I heard Youngjae's voice. "Juyeon? Who's this?" "This is Jaehyun, an acquaintance. I don't think he's a b-" I felt Youngjae pull me away from Jaehyun and hold me close. His grip on me was tight to the point that it started to hurt. "What are you doing here again? Did my message not get through to you last time?" Last time? What did he do last time? I wanted to ask, but the pain in my side kept me from doing so. "Youngjae, you're hurting him. Stop it. Please..." "I will. If you promise to stay away from us."

I wanted Youngjae to stop hurting me, but I didn't want to lose the one person who I truly felt I could become friends with. "Fi-" "Youngjae, please stop." I pulled away from him with the strength I could muster and looked him in the eyes. "You're my fiancé, aren't you? You wouldn't hurt me like this, right? Don't you want me to be happy?" I didn't know what came over me at that moment, but it seemed to have calmed Youngjae down. "Fine, but you can't be alone with him. Go on upstairs and wait for me in the bedroom." I quietly obeyed then mouthed "see you" to Jaehyun.

I calmly waited for Youngjae to enter and I decided to read a book in the meantime. I heard the front door open, so I peeked my head out and saw Youngjae wiping the corner of his mouth as he walked to the bathroom. "Did he cut it? I should probably sit back down." I sat back down on my bed cross legged and all my happiness had immediately faded when Youngjae stepped in. "Why are you holding that?" "I told you, consequences." I tried leaving the room, but Youngjae was quick to hold me back.

Jaehyun Pov

I wanted to go upstairs and just take Juyeon away. I wanted Youngjae to stop acting like a saint in front of him. All I could do was limp back home in the pathetic state that I was in. "Woah, what happened to you!?" I sighed then limped my way to the bathroom. I looked at my face in the mirror and concluded that my pretty face would be slightly damaged. "Fucking Youngjae. I wish you didn't exist!" I banged my fists repeatedly against the mirror then stopped as I had started to cry. I didn't know if it was because of the pain I felt in my hands or the fact that my fiancé believed he belonged to someone else.

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I quietly sat on the floor then heard the door creak open. "Jaehy-Woah!" I quietly watched as Younghoon wrapped my arms in a towel. "Jaehyun! What the hell..." I simply looked at Younghoon as I couldn't respond. "Either way, it doesn't look serious. I'll disinfect it and wrap it up." I looked at the towel around my arms then suddenly felt tired. "Jaehyun, what's going on...?" "Nothing..." "The hell you mean nothing? These cuts aren't just 'nothing'...Is it Juyeon?" I remained quiet as Younghoon treated my self made wounds. I didn't think I'd regress this fast.

I looked at the ceiling as I was unable to move my body. Younghoon had instantly fallen asleep on top of me and he was pretty heavy to move. I thought back to the days Juyeon would sleep over and how he would lovingly hold onto me. I closed my eyes and hoped that sleep would overcome me as fast as it did to Younghoon. I wanted to honestly believe that this was all a dream and I could just wake up. That everything would be how it should when I woke.

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