Taeyong~

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I woke up to see the beautiful sight of my boyfriend laying beside me. I ran my fingers through his hair as he sighed. I really didn't want to leave my baby boy here.

I removed the covers so that I could move around  without disturbing Taeil. Grabbing some fresh clothes I walked to the bathroom to take a quick shower. By the time I got out and was completely dressed, Taeil started to wake up.

I walked over and climbed on top of him. "Good morning baby." He yawned and rubbed his eyes.  "Hi Whitey." I pecked his lips. "How are you feeling?" Taeil blushed. "I'm okay just a little sore." I smiled.

I hovered a few centimeters above Taeil's lips. "Does my baby want me to take care of him?" Taeil pouted. "What about you moving?" I sighed. "I'm going to go talk to my dad about it maybe I could see if I could change his mind."

Taeil sat up. "Really?" I nodded and got up. "Yes, so take a shower so it can ease your pain while I go talk to him." Taeil nodded and moved off of the bed still holding the little blanket.

I smirked, walking up to him I gently laid my hands on top of his waist. "Why are you hiding from me. I've already seen your amazing body." I huskily spoke. Taeil bit his lip and I tightened my hold.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "What did you just do?" His eyes widened for second in fear then playfulness over took them. He tilted his head so that he could look up at me properly.

Pressing himself against me I could feel his member brushing up against mine. He licked his lips, making sure to keep eye contact with me. "Nothing babe." I lowly growled as he moved out of my touch. Backing up rather slowly he winked at me.

As soon as he closed the bathroom door I hissed quietly. "Taeil what are you doing to me?"

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I stood in front of my father's company building. I was quite nervous. It's been awhile since we've actually talked about things.

I stepped through the doors and made my way yo the elevator. I didn't need to ask which floor my father was at because I already knew. When I heard the ding go off I quickly walked out and down the hallway.

I stopped in front of his door. It was already open meaning he didn't have any clients. I walked in. "Taeyong? What are you doing here?" I sat down in one of the comfy chairs placed just in front of him. "We need to talk."

My father raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? What is it that we need to talk about I mean I've already made the situation clear to you. You will run the company and you will marry Lisa."

I smirked. "And what makes you think that I'll do either of those things?" His eyes narrowed. "Because I'm your father and you will respect my decisions." I snorted. "First of all I didn't come here for you to shove more ideas down my throat."

I sat up a little but more in my chair. "I'm here to talk about the living arrangement." He sighed. "I'm not living with Lisa." I could see his face turning a slight red due to frustration.

"I can run this stuiped company, I can finish school." I made sure I kept steady eye contact. "But I will never be with Lisa. I just want to be happy." His mouth was agape. "And if you can't accept that than I don't know what to tell you."

He was silent for a good five minutes. "Who do you think you ar-" I held my hand up to stop him from continuing. "I'm Lee Taeyong and if you have a problem, how would you feel about the police knowing everything that you've been doing to me huh? Don't even forget about what happened to Ten!" His eyes widened.

"If you true to force me into this anymore than you'll just be forcing my hand." He didn't say anything as I stood up. I walked to the door and paused my back still facing him. "If you even think about coming after them. I'll let everyone know just how gay you are for Mr.Chen."

I turned around to see his reaction. His eyes looked red and he looked as though he was ready to cry. "Come on, you can't fool me with how much time the two of you spend together. Before you try to critize me, think about yourself."

With that I walked out slamming the door behind me.

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