Volevo Un Gatto Nero ➳ Taegyu ✔

14. Make Me

"It didn't work," Beomgyu stomped to Wooyoung's closet to change into pajama shorts and a t-shirt.

The older's eyes widened at his aggressiveness. "What do you mean "it didn't work"? What didn't work?"

""Act like a brat. It always works on him". Well good job because now he's mad at me."

"What did you do?"

"I acted like a brat!" He angrily exclaimed, rolling his eyes at Wooyoung's smirk.

"You wanted to-"

"Yes, okay? I wanted to. And it didn't work."

He seemed genuinely upset, flopping face first into Wooyoung's bed and groaning loudly.

"I think I know what the problem is..." Wooyoung started. "It's because he's afraid of hurting you because you're you're human. Just make him mad at you until he finally snaps, and then if he changes his mind, go on and on about how you trust him. It worked with me when I was a human." Beomgyu gasped and lifted his head to look at him.

"You and him-"

"Yeah. Once, like a month before I became a vampire. When I tell you he's a brat tamer, I mean it." He laughed at Beomgyu's flushed cheeks. "If you want to do it, do what I said. It should work."

Beomgyu bit his lip and stared down at the mattress, contemplating everything once again. He didn't know if he wanted to have sex with someone who wasn't even alive, let alone embarrass himself to get it.

He left and went to the living room, seeing Taehyun and some of the others sitting there talking about something. He sat next to Taehyun on the couch, pouting at how the vampire looked irritated now.

"What's wrong?" He whispered. "Cat's got your tongue?" Taehyun was seemingly ignoring him, listening to whatever Jongho and Yeonjun were going on about.

He ended up scooting a little bit away, feeling like Wooyoung was wrong and he was just embarrassing himself at this point. Taehyun had no reaction to it, and he sighed.

"I'm gonna go," he said, grabbing his phone. "I booked an Uber. It's outside."

"Be safe." He looked at Seonghwa and nodded before leaving. "Taehyun, go follow that car. All he's wearing are pajamas."

***

"How was your date?" Ari asked when Beomgyu walked in. She was sitting on the couch, watching a random drama and drinking a glass of wine. "Why are you wearing pajamas?"

His face scrunched up and he looked down, feeling humiliated, sad, and angry all in one. "I don't wanna talk about it," he said before running upstairs. He laid in his bed and curled up in a blanket, looking at the door a few minutes later when it opened.

"What did he do?"

"Nothing. It was me." He covered his face with the blanket, sniffling at how stupid he felt.

He ruined it.

He actually fucking ruined it.

"It's like 10 p.m. I'm going to a club with my friends. Can you do my hair?"

Beomgyu nodded and stood up to follow her to the bathroom, seeing that everything was already on the sink. "You know how to do it though."

She sat in a chair in front of the sink and he grabbed the curling iron. "I want you to do it so you can tell me about what happened. Now talk."

"Um... his... friend told me that he likes his partners to be... it's weird telling you this."

"Just say it. I don't give a fuck. I wanna know why you were crying." He laughed a little bit and she smiled in victory.