𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐇𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐝 (𝐃𝐨𝐓𝐚𝐞)

5~

ɪ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ,
ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ

"So you have to divide this with 2 When you finish the problem, ok?" Doyoung explained.
Since Doyoung didn't really know what Taeyongs grades were Like, he believed him when Taeyong said he didn't understand a Math problem. Actually, it was just an excuse for Taeyong to stare at him, while he explained.
"Yea, i understand now. Thank you. Also, Am i really allowed to stay The night?" Taeyong asked, looking at The Clock in Doyoungs room. It was almost 9 pm.

Taeyong could've went home alone. I mean, he is a serial killer after all. He could protect himself. But he cant really tell his new friend that he kills people on a daily basis. Besides why wouldn't he spend The night in The same bed as his crush?

"Um, yeah if you want to you can Stay. But wouldn't you want to go home?" Doyoung asked.
"Well, i don't know. If you want me to Stay, I'll Stay." Taeyong Said and got a little closer to Doyoungs face. Doyoung feeling Taeyongs breath on his face.
"U-um, i Have to put this stuff away." Doyoung Said, Getting up quickly and grabbing The things from his desk.
"Ok, whatever you say." Taeyong smiled, pulling his phone out of his pocket and stalking the instagram of the girl he was supposed to meet with that night.

He found out a lot about her. It's funny how much information people post about themselves on Social media, everyday. You don't realized how much info you give out, until someone gathers it all through Your posts.
Scary, actually.

"Hey, Are you gonna help me with this or Are you just going to sit around?" Doyoung asked in an annoyed tone.
"Whatever you want, babe." Doyoung froze at The Nickname.

It reminded him of that night.

"Hey, Taeyong could you give me Your phone number?" Doyoung asked. His goal was to see if he already had Taeyongs number in his phone. If he did, that would mean that it could possibly be him, since he never gave Doyoung his number before.
"Sure. Just Type it in." Taeyong held his phone out to Doyoung.
"Thanks.."

Well, Doyoung was wrong. He didn't Have Taeyongs number.

"No problem." Taeyong responded and put his phone back in his pocket.
"We should go to Sleep soon. Im gonna make The bed for you. I'll Sleep on The floor." Doyoung suggested.
"What? No, aren't you gonna Sleep with me?" Taeyong asked. It did sound a little weird though.
"What do you mean? You want me to Sleep with you?"
"I mean, it would make me feel safer. But if it's weird you don't Have to-"
"No, it's ok. I'll Sleep with you if you feel comfortable." Taeyong was cut off by Doyoungs agreement.
"Well, I'm going to get ready for bed." Doyoung Said and stepped out of The Room, quietly.

"Fuck, He's So hot. I can't resist him." Taeyong whispered to himself. At this point he thought sleeping in The same bed as Doyoung would be very awkward.
Not for him, but for Doyoung.

"Hey, I'm back. Do you want me to borrow you a hoodie or something to Sleep in?" Doyoung stepped into The Room and handed Taeyong a hoodie after he nodded in agreement.
After Taeyong got dressed, they both layed in bed, staring at The ceiling for a couple minutes.
The kind of tension was very awkward for both of them.

"Hey, Doyoung.....

Can i tell you a secret?"

A/N: it's about to get Spicy yall🤪
Yall better prepare for The next chapter. I'm not gonna be writing smut cuz Idk its cringey to write lol😩 anyways enjoy~