002 - Back Alley

He was never a fan of alleys. Heck, was anyone a fan of alleys? Maybe for some criminals, or those who are being chased, but he wasn't in any of those categories, and he hated them.

Especially back alleys.

He was back late after work that day, and he had two options: a) walk through the alley, which is a shortcut, or b) walk the long way around, through a forest. Both didn't seem appealing to him, but he had to choose, because he couldn't sleep over at his workplace.

He had sent a message to his boyfriend, telling him he was back late and that dinner was in the fridge, but he felt tempted to send another one, requesting his lover to call the police search team if he didn't arrive home by midnight.

He walked through the dark and dank alley while his mind was having a war, throwing all the possibilities at him. He shivered in fear, and quickly took out his phone, intending on calling his boyfriend to calm himself.

However, before he could flip his phone open, an arm grabbed him from behind. His eyes widened as an unmeasurable amount of fear set in his heart. He dropped his phone in surprise and instinctively screamed.

Another hand pressed against his mouth, pulling his head back until it came in contact with his captor's torso, and tears welled at his eyes.

"Yah, Jaejoongie, are you trying to get me arrested!?"

Jaejoong looked up from his position, and through his eyes, he saw a blurred image of Yunho's upside-down face.

"Eh? Why are you crying?"

"Yunho you idiot!" Jaejoong near-screamed as he hit Yunho's chest repeatedly, trying to vent out all his fear and frustration on him. "Why did you scare me like that!?"

"Eh... did I scare you? Sorry," Yunho said, pulling Jaejoong into a hug. "I just thought that maybe you would like me to walk you home. When I arrived at your workplace, your manager told me you're going back through this alley."

Jaejoong was speechless. He didn't know what to say, but somehow, he felt as if it was okay not to say anything. That Yunho would understand anyway.

Yunho bent down to pick Jaejoong's fallen phone, and handed it back to its owner. "Let's go home," he said, smiling as he tugged at Jaejoong's hand. "I'm with you," he added, pressing his lips softly against Jaejoong's.

And just like an anti-climatic ending to a movie, only with a simple press of lips on his, all his fear was gone.