[Completed]Be Mine-Ft. NCT's Lee Taeyong

Chapter twenty three

MEERA'S POV

"TAEYONG!" Ottoke?!
What happened to him? What am I supposed to do now?
He was still lying on the road. I lifted him a bit and gently placed his head on my lap.
I lightly stroked his hair. He is so beautiful.

Now is not is the time to admire his perfect face. Do something you stupid!

My conscious kicked in and I thought of some ways to wake him up but those were too dangerous. I need to think of something light.

*Ring Ring*

I took out his phone from his pocket and looked at the Caller ID. It's in Hangu.
But I need to pick it up.

"Hello?"
"Meera?"
"Yuta!?"
"Where are you guys?! We are worried sick here!" He was literally shouting his lungs out.

"How am I supposed to know that? We have a bigger problem than that. Taeyong fainted. He is not waking up."

"Hello Meera? What happened to Taeyong?" Now Jaehyun took over the phone on the other line.

"He fainted!" I was close to tears.
"Do something. Kiss him!" What?!
"Waeyo?!"
"Do something unexpected. It might wake him up!"

And I did what I asked to. No. Not kiss him. But something more unexpected.

Phak!

I did it.

"Meera..kya tune abhi Taeyong ko thappad maara?" (Meera..did you just slap Taeyong?) It was Mallika. I guess the phone was on loudspeaker.

"Haan." (Yes.)Then I looked at Taeyong. His eyes fluttered open.

"Taeyong! Gwenchana?" He nodded .

"Meera! Tu pagal to nahi ho gyi?!" (Meera! Are you out of your mind?!)
Mallika is in her scary mode again.

"Mallika Taeyong jaag gya h..kisi aur ko phone de jaldi!" (Taeyong has woken up, give the phone to someone else. Hurry!)

"Where are you guys?" Yuta's voice is still charming even in this situation.

Taeyong took the phone and tried to tell him about our locations as accurately as possible.
When he hung up he still looked pale from all the incident that happened a while ago.

Will he hate me now? The way I acted would have been a shock to him, no doubt.

"Gwenchana?" I asked softly hoping he would answer me nicely.

"Mianhae." He whispered.
"Aniya~" I tried to be nice and playful at the moment so that he could lighten up a bit.

If not scared or angry, then he's definitely guilty.

"I should have protected you!" His sobs were audible.

"I told you right it's no big deal. The most important thing is that we both are fine." I looked him in the eye and held his shoulders firmly.

"You can pay me back." I instantly said. His eyes glistening with tears.

"Don't tell anyone that I slapped you. Jhaebal~" This should help. Mallika won't tell them. I guess.

He smiled weakly. I guess this is working. Keep working Meera!

He gently touched my cheek. Bruised cheek to be specific. I winced in pain a bit.

"It hurts right?" He whispered. Barely audible. I nodded my head then smiled at him.

"This is nothing compared to what my younger brother does." I said casually.
"One day we were fighting for TV's remote control. We kicked and punched each other. I was about to take the remote when he punched me. On the lips." He laughed a bit.

"Don't joke like that." He said. I gave him a serious face.
"Jinjaa?!"
"At that moment I was smiling so basically the fight resulted in me having blood on my lips and teeth." I remembered that day. We were literally laughing like maniacs while fighting.

"What was so important on that TV?"
He looked quite amused.

"He wanted to see Shin-chan and I wanted to see Doraemon." I replied and looked at that the not so interesting road.

"Woah!" He exclaimed. The situation is getting better.

I lightly pushed him so that he could lie on the road and lied beside him with my elbow supporting my upper body and hand placed at the back of my head. I was facing him while he just looked at the night sky.
I looked the time. It was 10 minutes past 7.

"Where did you learn to fight like that?" Taeyong asked me.
"Well basically I was trying to figure out what Jackie Chan or Tom Cruise would do if they were in my place." I smiled widely at the thought of it.

To be honest, everything was spontaneous and instant. Even I couldn't believe that I did that.

"You are strong girl." He still didn't make any eye contact with me.

"C'mon lets do something!" I got up and held his hand. His eyes widened a bit and he looked at me with scared eyes.

"Do what?" What is he talking about?
"I want you to teach me dance."
"Here?"
"In the jungle if you want. Duh! Do you want us to go someplace else to dance?"

He inhaled a good amount of oxygen. Then he stood up and faced me. He is really tall. I feel like a dwarf in front of him.

My thoughts left me when I felt his right hand sneaked around my waist. An unknown force pulled me towards him.

He took my right hand and lifted a bit in the air.

Are we doing WALTZ?

He started swaying his body side to side and I followed him awkwardly.

"Losen up a little. You're quite stiff." I could feel his breath near my left ear. His honey like voice melted in my ears like anything.

"A lot of people told me that." I chuckled, relaxing a bit.
He let go of my left hand and swirled me around holding onto my right hand.

I am getting that "High School Musical" feeling. Me as Gabrielle Montez while him portraying Troy. (A/N: See "can i have this dance" from hsm3 if you haven't seen it yet.)

He again pulled me towards himself and I immediately held his shoulders slowly grasping the dance while his hands encircled my waist. We swayed like that for a few moments and looked at each other.

Why am I getting this hunch that he likes me? I'm just imagining things. Right?

He leaned in a bit making my heart go crazier. He continued to lean in. My mind went blank and unconciously I leaned in too on my tip toes.

We were so close before we...

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A/N: The story is getting interesting!! What do you think of Meera's personality? Let me know about it! :))

I would like to thanks yoorrie for the amazing cover. Hope you like the story…! ))