The Prince Who Fights ( NCT TEN Fanfic ) ONGOING 💪

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A/n: WARNING

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

DONT KILL THE AUTHOR BECAUSE SHE'S DEAD ALREADY.

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They kissed.

Yoon Hee couldn't breathe as she felt Taeyong's tongue lingering hers and she couldn't help but trembled her body at the touch of their tongue.

( a/n: gosh this is going nowhere... this is just a ... scene and just oh my fudge. )

Taeyong kept kissing, as if he's trying to taste every inches of her mouth.

Yoon Hee don't know why.

But she wanted to kiss back.

Until the face of Ten Chittaphon floated in her mind.

Stop.

In her thoughts, Ten was glaring at her.

And it was the same glares he had when she first met him.

"Taeyong..." Yoon Hee wanted to break the kiss so she pushed Taeyong away but when her hand touched Taeyong's body she could felt the warm beneath her palm and her face became red so did Taeyong's.

"Shhh." Taeyong placed his hand on hers, the one that was on his chest. He pushed her into the room and made her leaned against the wall as he continued kissing her.

Yoon Hee.

Again, Ten's face and even his voice in her mind.

This is going nowhere.

Just stop it already.

Yoon Hee wanted to shout at Taeyong so that he can stop but he never gave her the chance to speak because he kept kissing her.

This is wrong Yoon Hee.

Ten glared at her and a disapproving look was on his face.

Ten.

Without she realizing, a tear rolled down her cheeks.

"Yoon Hee..." Taeyong felt something warm rolling down and when he saw her cried, he felt like killing himself.

Without any words, Yoon Hee pushed him away. She grabbed her clothes and ran out from the room

Taeyong only stood there, watching as she disappeared in his sight.

"Urgh!!" He ruffled his hair angrily.

How can you did that to her?

Taeyong wore his shirt back and once he was in his room, he immediately went into the bathroom and showered himself with cold water.

Lee Taeyong. You're a monster.

How can you did that?

You hurt her.

She cried.

Because you fucking kissed her!

"Fuck!" He slammed his fist on the wall and soon blood rolled down from the wall and mix with the water around.

"Fuck fuck fuck." Taeyong ignored the blood and only kept cursing.

Why can't you control yourself?

WHY.

You shouldn't hurt her.

Fuck.