chapter 3

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"So is your real name is Winwin or nah?" - that's the first thing he asked when they are alone. They are currently sitting in one of benches in front of Kitty Cafe.



Yoongi , who is feeding some of the cats had kicked them out when he noticed the tension between the two.

Winwin led him to the front of cafe where in there is a huge Cherry blossom tree and several benches.

They both seat at the end of the bench , few meters apart , just like the first time they met. Its like a Dejavu for Taeyong.



His Winwin handed him one disposable cup , that contains hot chocolate with several marshmallows floating.



and that reminds him again of their first encounter. Sicheng's lips is as soft as those.

"I've been looking for you , why did you go?" he asked again when the other did not respond to his initial question.

Again , silence , Winwin is just staring at the cup in his hand , Taeyong move closer and that Alerted him.

"Please dont come near m-me" - he said sttutering.




"why ? "- he asked though he stopped half way.



The boy didnt answer , and just look down again to the cup in his hands.







Taeyong is getting impatient , he missed him so bad. , its ridiculous , but seeing Winwin ,looking as beautiful as ever , makes him want to crush the boy in his arms.







"Ive been looking for you , for the last two weeks "- frustration is evident on Taeyong's voice.








He heard Winwin sighed and look at him.


"why? why do you wanna see me?" the other boy gazed at him.

It was Taeyong's turn to be silent this time because he didnt know either.




Is it because of this stupid physical attraction? or is it because of this uncontrollable lust he felt for him?

Either way , it sounds ridiculous. So he just stared back to the boy.








He is even more beautiful this time , He is just wearing a plain white button up shirt and a black pants with holes on it. His eyes linger on his lips , its more visible because of the street light. He swallowed.

And when their eyes meet , Taeyong felt like he is a candle , melting slowly from the fire in his eyes.




He looked away , unable to bear the intensity.







" I really don't know to be honest" - Taeyong admitted. For the past two weeks , he thought that he will forget about him.

"was it because of what happened? Because we almost have sex? "


Taeyong looked at him , unable to answer , because somehow its 50% true and 50% false. His brain is messed up , he cant even explain , what the actual fuck he meant by that.


"Sorry to disappoint you , but what happened that night is just a mistake , You're drunk and I was carried away. " He stood up , Taeyong held his arm.

"stay " - he commanded , One word but with so much power.

"what do you want from me? Do you want us to continue what we had from that rooftop? Well sorry Mister , I am not that kind of boy , Please let me go " he pulled his arm and ran inside the cafe.










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