Quit Playing - Taepyo Fanfic

Finally.

        "Lee Taeil! Could you possibly dance any sloppier! We have been going at this same dance for over an hour and you're the only one still fucking it up!" The choreographer yelled obscenities to Taeil left and right, so he was used to it. Taeil was never a dancer, and doesn't intend to be. He is the vocal, and that's all he wants to be. 

        "I will work harder!" Taeil yells back to the teacher and respectivly bows to him. Said man starts the music again and the seven of them resumed dancing. They all did relitively well, seeing as they aren't a dance group. 

        They were dancing to Nillili Mambo, and they had finished it successfully. The choreographer decided to just run it through one last time, just to make sure it was engrained in their minds. Taeil was ready to burst, he was ready to collapse. But he did what he was told and he got up on his members and pretended to look out of the telescope, and as he fell back, no one caught him. Taeil landed flat on his back and his head bounced off the hardwood floor. The first person to his aid was Jihoon. The rest of the members quickly found his side as well. Taeil's eyes weren't openeing and he couldn't breathe. He had the wind knocked out of him. Finally after resting for a second on the floor, he shook his head and shooed the members away from him. He stood up and stormed out of the practice room. "I'm fucking done!" was the last thing the rest of the members heard before the door slammed shut.

        It didn't take long for Taeil to get back to the dorm, for it was only up two floors from where he just was. He got back into the dorm and opened the door, letting the cool air swallow him. He slammed the door shut and quickly stripped of his clothing, and hopped in the shower. He washed his sore body and bit back tears. He quickly washed his hair and threw a towel around his hips.

        He stepped into his room with a heavy sigh. He dropped the towel and threw on a pair of red boxers and grey sweatpants. Taeil tossed his body on the bed and put in his headphones to listen to music, to hopefully get his mind off things. The first song that came on broke his heart. It was the song he listened to after him and his longtime girlfriend broke up. A flood of emotions pounded into Taeil's mind, and did nothing but break his heart. Hot tears pierced his cheeks like needles, and he couldn't help but wheep. "Why am I so bad at dancing?" "Why can't I ever amount to anything." "Will I ever find love again?" "Do the members really need me?" Questions like this tore through Taeil's mind, and he broke down into sobs. He burried his face in his pillows and he gripped his sheets with balled fists. 

        He didn't hear when the rest of the members got home, but they could all hear Taeil. Jihoon was the first to respond, not even bothering to shower or wash up before he ran full speed into the eldest's room. The rest of the members always knew that Jihoon had a thing for Taeil, because it was quite obvious. The way he looked at him, the way he was always touching him, and Jihoon made it clear he cared about Taeil. 

        Jihoon opened the door quickly and could hear Taeil's music, so he knew he couldn't hear him. "Hyung!" Jihoon franticaly called as he tapped the elder's legs, getting his attention. "Hyung!" 

        Taeil jolted up and quickly swallowed tears. He pulled his headphones out and rolled over so he was on his back and then sat up, curling his legs into a tight ball against his chest. "Jihoon! Hi! I didn't hear you come in..." Taeil choked out, trying his hardest to not let his feelings get the best of him, especially not infront of his member. 

        "What's wrong, pretty boy?" Jihoon narrowed his eyebrows as he spoke, genuinly worried about his elder. He wanted to make him feel safe, and happy. 

        Taeil hardly blushed, letting a small smile dance on the corner of his lips. He loved it when Jihoon called him pet names. He did it in front of the members sometimes, but it was mostly when they would be alone, having their nightly talks. They were the closest besides Jiho and Kyung, who had known each other practically their whole life. "A lot, Jihoonie... a lot..." Taeil looked down, letting his chin touch the top of his knees.