♡He Said I was "Cute" | Tyunning♡

Taehyun/Hueningkai's POV | 16

*Taehyun's POV*

I rolled down my window and stuck my head out. "Get in."

I could hardly read the expression on Kai's face. I couldn't really tell if it was sadness, fury, frustration... or even a bit of... relief?...

He just stood there. Staring. It was a bit unsettling (not gonna lie), and he didn't move a muscle.

"Get. In. Now."

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" He snapped back.

*sigh*

"I can do this all night; driving by your side until you collapse from exhaustion. I can do this allllll night." I said calmly, which seemed to rile him up a bit for no reason.

"Why can't you just take me to my apartment then?" He questioned, causing his voice to tremble ever so slightly.

"Isn't it like... no. I don't have thaaaaat much time." I put the car in park and hopped out, eventually making my way to him.

"The fuck do you want?" He snapped, trying to pull away from me as I grabbed his arms and led him to my car.

"You're tiring me out. Shut up and get in the damn car."

I pushed Kai all the way into the passenger seat and pretty much forced him to get in. "Look." I began, "at least sleep there tonight. Okay? Then you can go home and do whatever the hell you wanna do. But you will sleep at my house tonight, you will take a shower, and you WILL eat breakfast before you go. Got it?"

"...Yeah."

"Good."

Just a few minutes later, once again, we were at my home, and I could tell he wasn't sure if he even wanted to be here or not.

"I hate you, you know that?" Hueningkai finally broke his silence.

"Heyyy. Look who's talkin." I replied. "Man, will you please forgive me?" I asked. "I wasn't even in the wrong."

"Fine, fine." He sighed. "I owe you an apology too. I'm really sorry for... starting this whole thing, trying to victimise myself... and for needing to be picked up from down the street." He crossed his arms.

I waved my hand and shook my head as a gesture to say, "no worries, leave it alone."

Yeah, personally, I don't think I did anything wrong. But, you know.

*the next week, Sunghoon and Taehyun are in their room at the office*

"Hoon, man, I don't understand the boy." I groaned, running a hand through my silver hair.

"Boy?" He chuckled. "You guys were born in the same year."

"Oh you can't be talking. You're younger than both of us." I responded.

"Hey, I'm not the one who called him a kid."

"This is not the point of the conversation Sunghoon!"

He tilted his head before going, "you look distressed."

"No shit."

Yeah, no shit.

I've liked a boy... or two in my lifetime but I never thought anything of it afterwards.