Favorite Crime | Lee Taeyong x reader

i think i kinda, you know

You didn't see Taeyong much after that, classes taking up your time and schedules. That was okay though, you knew he was just there, right opposite your room, just two windows and a roof away.

But at the same time, it sucked to not be able to talk for two weeks straight, simply because you were always with him. Every time this happened, it felt like the two of you were drifting, and even though you knew you'd always find your way back, the prospect of that was a little scary.

The wind was blowing in your direction.

Taeyong and you had been together for a few months now, and even though there really hadn't been any new relationship jitters and excitement, it seemed to be fading off gradually.

That rush was gone, and you didn't know how to feel about it, probably because you didn't even notice. Taeyong however did, and was confused.

See, he loved the thought of you, of loving you, and he did love you. It was everything he had ever wanted and more, but lately with all the distractions and classes that idea seemed to be slipping away.

So when you asked him to reteach you how to drive after those two weeks, he agreed straight away. It felt like forever since he had spent any time with you and he missed you. Maybe there was that inkling of fear of losing you contributing, but he pushed it to the side. There was no point in over analyzing his own over thinking.

"Be gentle with the accelerator," he instructed, "Actually, be gentle with all of them, don't destroy my car please."

"Right," you said, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly and pressing the accelerating pedal lightly. The car increased in speed and it felt like your heart was in your throat. Seeing a stop sign, you panicked, "Wait how do I-"

"The brake, idiot."
You didn't bother retorting to this, nodding and pressing the brakes in your panic, only to catapult yourself forward. Thank god you were wearing your seatbelt, thank god air bags existed and thank fuck you were gripping the steering wheel with a newly developed suction force of your hand.

"Well," he swallowed thickly, "Now you have to park and then I'll drive you around until you die because there is no way in hell I'm going through that again." His voice cracked towards the end as puberty decided to make a second show in his lifetime. Any other time you would have teased him about it, but all you could manage was a sigh of relief. You didn't know why you thought learning how to drive again would be a good idea.

Come to think of it though, you didn't really have to tease him about his voice crack, considering his cheeks already glowed with embarrassment over it. Clearing his throat, he began speaking again, "Anyways, make a full stop and turn your steering wheel all the way to the right, then align the car to the center and pray to whatever god exists above you don't crash the back of my car."

You prayed alright, trying to follow his instructions to the best of your abilities. Managing to do so, the two of you slump in your seats almost in unison. You'd leave the driving to him and god forbid, Ryunjin.

"Switch?" he asked, unbuckling his seatbelt. Nodding enthusiastically, you practically leaped out of the seat and walked to the passenger seat, happy to be back in the comfort of the freeloader while he drove. Uber existed for people like you, and you were fine with accepting that.

"Oh thank god she's okay," he muttered and you beamed, batting your eyelashes exaggeratedly, "You worry about me!"

"I was talking about my car," he deadpanned, looking at you like you were the camera and he was enacting that scene from the office. You let out an offended sound, "Never mind, you don't care for me at all, forget it, I don't love you anymore-"

"Anymore?" He raised an eyebrow, "You love me?"

You stayed silent, looking down at your hands and coughing, before nodding, "Of course I love you idiot."

He pressed his lips together, and you sighed. You should have known playing the best friend card would've been fruitless at that moment, so you gathered every bit of your courage and said the four words.

"I'm in love with you."

Taeyong blinked, teeth sinking into his lower lip. He loved you, of course he did, but those words held so much. For the first time after a long time, something was hard when it came to you and it was such a foreign concept to him.

Everything had always been so easy with you and now it felt like he was stuck. That fear from before started creeping in again, that rush was fading and the idea of you was slipping through his fingers. He didn't want that, he wanted to hold on to you and wanted it to forever be a rush.

Was it too soon to say that? You didn't really know because you were internally panicking. Maybe you should've continued playing the oblivious card instead, this was a stupid idea, telling your best friend you loved him? What in the-

"I'm in love with you too," he said softly, making you look up at him. He smiled crookedly, at your astonished expression, it almost looked like you didn't believe him. He hoped you did, he hoped he did.

He hoped he loved you like you loved him.

Leaning over his seat, he pressed his lips to yours and you responded almost immediately, hands cupping his face as you kissed him back. The boy you had loved for more than three years loved you back and you were walking on cloud nine with him by your side, arms around his neck.

The winds blew your way, unbeknownst to you as Zephyrus controlled them.