youth ; jaeyong

eight ; souls

" bye guys, please don't talk about your sex lives in front of me anymore. "

i smiled, waving at baek, lu, jeonghan, and gyu.

after everyone had left, i was exhausted and needy. needy for my tae-tae of course.

" i'm happy you made friends, angel. "

i hummed in agreement as he held me in his arms, pressing small kisses against my skin.

" jae? "

" what? "

bliss had overtaken every part of my body as he continued kissing me, running his frail hands down my arms.

" how would you feel if i said i officially wanted to make you mine? "

i couldn't stop the smile from overtaking my face,

" i'm all yours. "

i squealed as i was suddenly lifted off the ground, taeyong picking me up.

what made me admire him even more is how slow and gentle he is with me all the time.

the unhurried sensual kisses he littered all over my skin, the possessive marks he left on my neck, the sweet melodic hymns of moans leaving his throat was a song i never wanted to forget.

i became his.

nothing could describe the euphoric feeling of our souls joining together, becoming united.

i had found my forever in a beautiful boy named lee taeyong.

all of my senses felt heightened. i could feel him, feel his emotions, feel the beat of his thumping heart.

" i'm beyond thankful for you. i never thought i'd find somebody to tie my soul to, and you have just made my jaw drop everyday from how stunning you are. "

i blushed as he laid on top of me, our skin decorated in a thin layer of sweat.

now that we had went through the process, every touch from him made my heart flutter twenty times more. every kiss made warmth pool in my stomach, made me lust after him more than ever before.

" i'm going to make dinner babe. "

i pressed a soft kiss to his lips and he moaned softly, pulling me closer.

" no way you're leaving right now. for a couple days, since we've gone through with the process, you can only be so far away from me before i begin to yearn for you again, and since it just happened, you're not allowed to leave my sight. "

i smiled, shaking my head.

" then come downstairs with me. "

he pouted, sitting up, the blanket pooling dangerously at his waist, leaving not much left to the imagination. the glorious abs being adorned on his stomach did not make it any better.

he smirked at me, threading his fingers through his hair.

" are you sure you don't want another round? "