Bow Tie 🎀 || TaeTee ✔

A very cute asshole

Tae knew Bas’s apartment very well and was surprised when he found an empty room. It had always been hard to have an empty room due to the crowd in Bas's apartment. The apartment was bigger than most just because of the parties he loved to throw… which Tae was grateful for.

It’d be weird as fuck to go into the room that Bas slept in which was the only room that's always empty.

Tae lets Tee in before closing the door behind him, drowning out the loud music from outside.

“I thought you weren’t going to come,” Tae questioned, curiously. Tee turned around and sighed, “I wasn’t but,” He stoped himself.

“But what?” Tae asked and Tee shook his head, taking a step closer to him.

“What’s your reason for coming to these?”

Tae thought about it for a moment and didn't even have a good answer himself. “Because im part of Ace 3 and its mandatory for me to come?”

Tee nodded “I always thought you were an arrogant asshole,” He admited and Tae chuckled. 

“If I’m not that then what am I?” Tae asked him and Tee smiled back, “A very cute asshole,”

Tae looked down at his feet, had a smile on his face before looking back up. “I didn’t expect you to be so straightforward,”

“What did you expect?” Tee asked, shifting on his feet in front of Tae.

Taking a step closer, Tae playfully said. “More shy. I didn’t expect you to come to the party… especially dressed like that,”

Tee smirked a bit, eyeing him. “And what did you expect me to be dressed like?” Somehow, the proximity between the two was shrinking.

“What’s wrong with them?” Tee asked, knowing perfectly well that Tae thought it was odd just like everyone else on this godforsaken campus.

“Stop asking me questions and let me kiss you,” Tae immediately shuts Tee's mouth with his', leaning in closer to him.

Tae rested his hand on the side of Tee’s neck as he moved his head in closer, pressing his lips against Tee’s.

Tae used his other hand to grip Tee’s waist, pulling him closer to his body. Tee’s hands were resting on Tae’s chest, not quite knowing what to do with them.

What /does/ Tee do in situations like these?

Tee was grateful that he wasn’t an awkward individual like everyone made him out to be. No one ever really gave him the chance.

Tae’s fingertips were finding the buttons to Tee’s shirt, beginning to undo them.

Tee allowed him to do so but Tae was having troubles, his slightly shaky hands not quite being able to free them buttons from their holes.

“Fuck this,” He mumbled against Tee’s lips as he gripped the fabric from both sides, ripping the last few buttons.

The buttons fell on the floor and Tee lets a little laugh against Tae’s lips.

“I’ll buy you a new one,” he said and Tee only shook his head. “I own many,” he told Tae, making a small reference to those damn suits he always wears.