Red Wine/// NCT YUTA FANFIC

13

"Care to explain your tattoos? Or the fact that you showed up in the middle of the street drenched in a storm? Or the fact that you were wearing a revealing dress for the first time in your entire life, which showed what happens to be a bunch of tattoos on your skin?" Taeyong kept questioning as I sit on the floor of his living room wearing nothing but his hoodie, with my face buried on my knees. I was too heartbroken to talk about anything. 
"Hey........Y/N....... idk... whatever"  he came to me and hugged me tightly. 
"What should I do Taeyong...." I asked him in a shaky voice "He seemed to care about me....... he seemed to like me........ He doesnt ...... Yuta doesnt..... I..... " I try to make a sentence but I was too consumed in crying. 
"Now what did that motherfucker do, you just TELL me.... Y/N.... come on.... " Taeyong asked in a voice of anger. 
"I saw him Tyong.... I saw Yuta....... he was so close to her...... She seemed to......Jisoo seemed to be trying to be friends with me but then I saw them...... they were so close to each other Tyongie..... " I say in broken words as I let my sadness consume me. "I waited all my life for this wedding Tyong.......I never committed to anyone in my entire life because I just wanted to trust this marriage Tyong.... I really wanted to happily get married to him in less than two weeks." I finish my sentence. 

Taeyong did not ask me anything anymore. He stayed on the floor with me when he saw he could not take me to the couch or the bed. I patted my head for a long time. Every time he heard me sob, he would rub my arm and run his fingers through my hair. I wish it was Yuta. I wish he did not do what he did... I wish I was in his arms now...... I started crying again, this time hugging Taeyong tightly. 

*next morning* 
I wake up at 4am in the morning. I start crying again. But was it worth it? We both were forced to this relationship. Either we want it or not, the marriage WILL happen. I was always prepared for this all my life. I was prepared for my husband not to love me. But Yuta....... he made me feel like I did not need to worry....about anything. I quickly take a shower and take a pair of hoodie and sweatpants from Taeyong's wardrobe and put it on. I did not wear a bra last night as the dress had it set. So I layer up my top with two of Taeyong's thick tshirts and top it off with an oversized hoodie. I quickly get to the kitchen and start making blueberry pancakes, which was Taeyong's favourite. Thinking about it, I should not worry much about Yuta. I only know him for half a week and I dont even know what his favourites are. What he likes to eat, what is favourite colour is. Maybe he will even leave me someday. Who knows. 

Taeyong wakes up at around 7am and shows up in the kitchen. 
"Y/N, why are you cooking breakfast in this state...... " Taeyong asked confused. 
"What state. I am perfectly fine Tyongie. Heyyy look I made your favourite blueberry pancakes." I tell him cheerily as I put the stack of pancakes infront of him. 
"Y/Nnnie.......... I am worried...... so worried..... please dont fake anything infront of me....... " Taeyong says as he gets up to hug me. 
"I am fine Tyong.... really..... I do like Yuta a lot... but I kinda do not expect much from him, He was forced into it too you know..... he can do whatever he wants with his life." I explain to Taeyong. 
"What about you then. What are you gonna do Y/N...... What would happen to your life." Taeyong asked worried as he hold up my face to meet his eyes. 
"I guess I just have to wait until my feelings die down......" I tell Tyong in a quiet voice. 
Taeyong hugs me again, saying "It will be fine Y/Nnnie.......I know you are strong." He goes quiet for a second before making eye contact with me. "Hey its high time you explain your tattoos Y/N." 

I finally decide to open up to Taeyong about my past. If I couldnt tell him, who else could I even tell.