Five Star Michelin | Lee Taeyong x reader

Kiss and Tell

"Because no matter how much I try to ignore or avoid you, you seem to always be there"

Your words seemed to want to justify themselves when you found yourself sitting across Taeyong, trying not to laugh at his stupid jokes, and keeping your attention on Lisa.

This time it wasn't the whole group, just the initial six that had been at the Top Chef interview. You, Taeyong, Lisa, Kun, Seulgi and Namjoon. You had somehow integrated into that circle of friends, but how? You were not entirely sure.

The six of you had met up in the 'Dream Bean', a bar of sorts, which was only a block away from your house, so you had walked there.

Lisa was seemingly retelling a story for your sake about a date gone comically wrong, while you tried your best to keep up with it, but your eyes kept slipping from her to steal glances at Taeyong, or look down at the food you had ordered.

Fuck.

You tried thinking back to when you didn't want anything to do with Taeyong, but instead your mind led you to the day he took you to that Cafe, or the day the two of you went for ice cream, right before the awards, right before he-

Oh this was not good.

Shifting in your seat, you happened to look at the devil himself, who was giving you an amused look. Raising an eyebrow at him, you silently asked him what warranted the expression, to which he just grinned at you.

Namjoon called it a night, leaving first, saying something about his restaurant Bangtan. You decided it would be a good time to leave, gathering your things, and bidding them farewell, walking out of the place and onto the sidewalk.

"Were you trying not to look at me?"

Yous spun on your heel, to face Taeyong who was leaning against the wall, still looking extremely entertained.

"Were you trying to give me a heart attack?"

He stood up straight, stepping closer, "You're ignoring me", he stated, "Why?"

"When did you get so dependent on my attention?" you scoffed, trying to keep your composure.

He smiled, "Isn't it obvious I like you? Or was the kiss too subtle?"

You bristled, feeling the heat rush to your face, deciding to purposely ignore that statement.

Taeyong chuckled, "Want me to drop you somewhere?"

"Actually I walked here since I live closeby", you explained, "So I'll just walk back."

"Then I'll walk with you."

You sighed in exasperation, wondering why he was so pressed on accompanying you, like some sort of puppy. "Why?"

"Because", he took another step forward, "I'll probably annoy you till you say yes."

You shut your eyes, "Fine! Come on."

The two of you walked in silence, while you wondered how you should feel towards him. On one hand you still thought he was this taunting person who seemed to take pleasure in your confusion, but on the other, he had been really nice to you, helping you on the night of the Awards and getting you out of there.

It didn't help that no matter how much you tried to dislike him, you couldn't seem to.

"We're here", you said stiffly, "Thanks, I guess."

"I can't seem to figure you out", he said finally after letting a few seconds of silence pass, as he studied you. "You're confusing"

You scoffed, "I'm the one who's confusing?"

"Of course you're the one", he said as if it were the most obvious thing, "You have obviously been trying to avoid all contact with me, even after you happily made out with me in the kitchen of my restaurant."

"How many times are you going to bring that up?"

"As many times as it takes for you to tell me why you're trying so hard to dislike me", he said simply, taking a step forward, "It's almost like you're afraid of the concept of liking me."

You swallowed, hand on the knob of your door as you kept his gaze, defiant. You didn't like the way he somehow saw right through you, you didn't like the self assured tone he used, and you definitely didn't like the fact that you somehow found all of this collectively, extremely attractive.

He leaned forward, lips brushing against your ear, "Are you, perhaps, afraid?"

You turned the knob, the satisfying click resounding through the cool night air. It almost sounded as if you were challenging him.

"And why would I be afraid?"
You could hear the languid smile on his face, "If you aren't then you'd have no trouble admitting it, hmm?"

His other hand brushed against, yours, intertwining your fingers, sending a shiver down your spine. You bit your lower lip, realizing he had caught you.

But you were not afraid, you were simply confused and mildly annoyed at the effect he had on you.

"I admit it", you said finally, your voice coming out much louder than you had anticipated. "I do like you."

He frowned, "You're saying it as if you still want to murder me."

"Who says I don't want to?"

He rolled his eyes, "Can I atleast ask you out first?"

Infuriating, annoying, despicable, insufferable, but somehow you liked it. You liked it so much that you leaned forward and kissed him, hoping that one: it would shut him up, and two: hey maybe now he'd have another kiss to nag you about!

Wonderful.

His hand let go of yours, coming up to gently cup your face as he kissed you back You grip loosened on the knob as you relaxed into it. You heard a car pass by and remembered that the two of you were still outside, the thought making you turn the knob again, subconsciously pushing the door open as your other hand fisted his collar, pulling him with you.

Awkwardly kicking the door close, you pulled away from the kiss for a second, dazed, before kissing him again, once, twice, before it felt like you were drowning.

You quickly learned that you really liked kissing Taeyong.

You felt giddy, pulling away and swallowing, "Okay then"

He chuckled, "What?"

"I'm waiting for you to ask me on that date idiot."