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Part3

In the hot days of June, not much teaching is going on. The air conditioning in my apartment is broken so I'm spending my days with Tae.

Being around him 24/7 has made me realize just how in love I am. Spending countless hours with someone day in and day out seems to have that effect.

It's the early morning on a Friday and I'm driving to the nearest beach. In the backseat, the faint sounds of humming echo through the warm interior. My eyes are focused on the road but every now and then I peek into the left mirror to watch a beautiful sight.

With his head sticking out the window he blows bubbles every chance he gets. Some travel down the road while others turn into his eyes. It's too cute to stop him but after his eyes turned red I told him to save some for the beach.

When we arrive the sun is slowly rising, painting the sky with beautiful colors. Before the car stops completely, Tae is already running across the wet sand. As I'm about to follow him I get a text from Chanhee telling me we should talk.

I ignore him because I'd rather spend some time with Tae then have to think about work. Leaving my phone in the car, I run to catch up with the boy who's currently carrying someone's baby.

"Oh but Jimin, she is so cute. I just wanted to squeeze her until she pops!" Upon giving the three-year-old back to her mother Tae held a small frown.

I pinched his cheek and pressed a kiss on his forehead. "She is cute. When you have your own kids, you can squeeze the life out of them, hypothetically speaking."

His eyes lit up at that. "Really, I can have kids?"

We sat near the ocean where the water crashed against our legs. "Yeah, well not physically. Your wife will have the kids but they'll be yours too."

"Oh," He looked away as he started tracing numbers in the sand. "Can we have kids?" He looked up with such intense innocents that my heart swelled.

I couldn't respond right away because I wasn't sure what to say. Or where to start. What should I say, if anything? I shouldn't have brought the whole kid thing up, to begin with. I wasn't even sure he could. I was caught up in the moment again, tangled in the dream that made me believe he was normal.

No, I couldn't think of it like that. He was just as normal as I was, just with a few changes. He deserves everything he desires and more. I felt wrong in knowing he'll never be able to live a real life.

He had no childhood, no school friends, hell even a breakup would've changed his perspective. Instead, he was born only a year ago and holds the innocence of just that, a newborn.

During the silence between us he'd gotten up from his spot next to me. He was standing now, arms crossed over his tee shirt he refused to take off, no matter how hot it was. "Can we go home, I feel sick."

A slight nod was all I could form in my shocked state. It was his idea to come here, he wanted nothing more than to spend hours in the sand. His change in dedication was certainly my fault.

As we walked back to the car it was obvious he was upset with me. He usually walks so close our shoulders touch. He sat in the backseat and I surprised him by following his lead.

Before he could say anything my lips were pressed against his. A small gasp of surprise left his lips but he pulled me closer nonetheless. As I slid my tongue across his lip he pushed me away slightly. "I might taste like bubbles."

I couldn't help but laugh into his neck. His arms moved to cover his face as he leaned against the window. "And why would you taste like bubbles?"

"I ate a few, I wanted to know if it had a flavor, please don't laugh."

I pressed a kiss under his chin then down his neck until I reached his shoulder. I felt a sudden rush of curiosity and this time I couldn't stop my words. "May I take your shirt off?"

I felt him inhale deeply and I sat up to watch his face cover with a dark red. He pulled his legs up which settled me right in between his thighs. "You may." He lifted his arms and I leaned over to carefully, slowly, slide the white cloth over his head.

His body was built like a fighter. Someone who should fight for their country not blows bubbles. As my eyes trailed lower I caught a glimpse of something silver. At closer inspection, I realized there was a screw where his bellybutton should be.

Without thinking, I leaned down and pressed a kiss on the cold metal. He moaned and I froze. I'm not sure why but I stuck my tongue out and slid it across the area. Tae's reaction was more than what I expected.

He ran his fingers through my hair while arching his back slightly. His hair sliding across the glass. I stopped then to take in the moment. The heat around me was daring me to go lower. Curiosity was damaged by the sudden realization of what I was doing.

"Tae," I whispered unintentionally. "How do you feel?"

When he looked at me his eyes gave off a hazy focus as he moved his hands from my hair. He slid down more until his naked back was pressed against the seat. "So good."

My heart skipped a beat but for the wrong reason. A ringing echoed through the car and both our eyes glared at the phone vibrating on the dashboard.

The sudden mood dropped drastically as I was forced to move back to the front seat, after kissing Tae a few times. No longer could I ignore work so I answered Chanhee's call. "What?"

"Since when do you ignore my calls? I'm your boss you know!" His tone made me jump, he rarely yells at me.

"I-I was busy with something."

"You need come in tomorrow, it's important." I agreed and as I was about to hang up he stopped me. "And don't bring Tae." He hung up before I could ask why.

My eyes trailed to the boy in the backseat, fast asleep holding himself with a small smile and blushing cheeks.

♥♥

The next day I woke early just as I always did. But something about today gave off an uneasy feeling.

It was confusing, to say the least. The warm body on top of me should bring a smile on my face. I should feel as warm as he does but I don't. "I know you're awake," I say, trying to hide my uneasy feeling.

Tae giggles, pressing a kiss on my naked chest. "I just wanted to stay here a little longer."

"You and me both."

Unfortunately, a reminder text from Chanhee seems colder than his voice yesterday. I reluctantly sit up but don't make it far when Tae straddles my waist. "One more time, before you go."

I don't have to ask what he means, I already know. Yesterday. when we got back home, Tae was acting strange and it wasn't until later that night when he told me what was bothering him.

Placing my hands on his either side of his waist he lowers himself on me, letting out a ragged breath. My lips meet his to distract him from the soreness that will soon fade.

It's hard to explain how we ended up like this. I recall answering his questions about sexual intercourse and the next I was showing him. It really did start out as an honest lesson but I got carried away when he started whimpering.

Just as the night before, the sounds that slip from his mouth make my fingers press deeper into him. I can't explain why I did it, but I think it's something I always wanted.

To be as close as possible to this boy. It's clear that I'd fallen since the first day we met. It's the only scientific way to explain my deep feelings.

He c.ums moments later and so does I. It's a bittersweet feeling. Knowing that what I'm doing is definitely something I shouldn't. Tampering with my own feelings is what this feeling like.

There's not much I can do when he hugs me like this, as if I'll be his forever, as if I'll never die. A single tear rolls down my cheek when that damn realization hits me.

I physically can't, won't be here forever. What will happen when he finds out that our forever doesn't match up?

"I think I might be in love with you, but tell me Jimin, what is love?" I tight my grip around him, in an attempt to be the forever he wants. 

To be the forever that left his lips.