Step Lovers-JAEYONG

[12]

Staring out of nowhere with his brain malfunctioning from the excessive thinking, Taeyong couldn't help it while seated on the couch and watching a movie. He doesn't know if he could jeep up honestly. Those few days Jaehyun's been treating him like trash were too much.

The other day, Jaehyun just got mad about having submissions of reports from his department. It was acceptable but embarrassing him infront of his own subordinates again wasn't. Taeyong wasn't able to speak or atleast defend himself. Who is he to go against him anyway? But he hoped Jaehyun knows that it hurts him. He's getting too personal.

Then his thoughts were interrupted by someone who suddenly kissed his hand.

"Your mind is occupied again, Yong. What's wrong?"

Taeyong shook his head, "It's noth--"

Doyoung sighed, "Nothing again? Or you just can't tell me?"

The boy looked at the man beside him, "Don't say that."

"I'm just kidding. Of course, you can keep things to yourself. I'm just here if you ever need someone," the man said with his hand intertwined with the boy's, "Whatever it is, I'll support you. You only need to tell me."

Taeyong took a second before he pulled himself closer to snuggle against Doyoung's body. His arms around the man's waist and his head propped by the man's shoulder. The boy felt a kiss ontop of his head.

"If we ever tell the media our relationship, I'd probably blabber about how much of an ideal boyfriend you are," the boy uttered softly, "Maybe not. Let me keep the details to myself."

"You want something, do you? Ice cream again?" Doyoung asked then gave a small laugh because of his boyfriend's statement.

Taeyong just chuckled, "It's not because I speak about you, it means I want something...But ice cream would be nice."

The man sighed, "I'll go get it then."

Doyoung stopped the movie and pulled himself away from Taeyong to stand up from the couch. Suddenly, he was pulled down by Taeyong which made him to hover the boy. Taeyong just wanted a kiss, and so they did, maybe too intimately.

The next morning, Taeyong groaned as he woke up, naked under the sheets. He rubbed his puffy eyes and tried to process everything. He tried stretching out his limbs but felt that Doyoung was still hugging him from behind, sleeping. He would stay and snuggle against his boyfriend at this hour after a long night, but then realized that the sun was already up, when usually they wake at dawn.

His eyebrows furrowed, he went to grab his phone and his eyes widened when he saw the time. Taeyong panicked and immediately waking Doyoung.

"Doyoung, wake up! We're late!"

The boy stood and ran his way towards the bathroom to take his bath. Taeyong did it as fast as he could and wore his slacks and dress shirt. He could only curse every time he does things. He grabbed everything and then saw that Doyoung hasn't prepared himself for work, just in shirt and sweatpants.

"Doyoung! You're late!" the boy uttered.

The man nodded, "It's fine, don't worry. I'll call in sick, I guess. I'll drive you to work. Let's go."