A Heart In Two | YuTae

Twelve.

Yuta wakes up to Taeyong snuggled up to him, the skin to skin touch leaving him breathless and finally the events of last night flashes like a dream. It just wasn't a fantasy that Yuta had been running after, he really did claim Taeyong as his but, it was just for a night so he shouldn't be hopeful, not when Taeyong is getting married in the next few days. The ugly bitter feeling resides again, bubbling in his chest and Yuta tightens his arms around Taeyong's waist. Taeyong has his head rested on Yuta's chest and maybe he could hear the erratic beating of his heart.

Taeyong stirs a little before being fully awake, the sight is really heartwarming as Taeyong slowly opens his doe eyes,blinking cutely at Yuta who can feel his heart bursting in warmth and skin tingling in delight. The messy pink hair doesn't help either, making his knees go weak.

"Good morning." Yuta croaks out as Taeyong keeps on blinking his doe eyes cutely, which makes him even more irresistible so it isn't Yuta's fault that he leans for a chaste peck. But, after the kiss, Taeyong doesn't dare to look at him, he moves away from Yuta and suddenly misses the warmth that he was familiar with.

"You should leave." Taeyong never thought that those words could affect him so much but it does and now his tongue feels bitter and heart heavy. Yuta doesn't say anything, he knew that they would be back to being friends. It wasn't like Taeyong would love him after spending a night with him.

"Can I ask for one last thing?" Still heartbroken, Yuta manages to whisper those words. Yuta's back is flushed against the headboard revealing his naked upper half while the rest of his body is covered by a thin blanket, the both of them are sharing. Taeyong nods because he doesn't think that any words would escape from his lips after he told Yuta to leave.

"Can I kiss you one last time? A farewell kiss." But, Yuta doesn't wait for Taeyong's answer. He pulls Taeyong on his lap and Taeyong can feel his back ache from last night's activities, making him blush a pretty shade of pink. No barriers between them as the blanket slides away, their cocks aligning together as Yuta cups Taeyong's face, while thumbing his lower lips.

"Hope I wasn't rough last night." Yuta says softly as he pecks Taeyong's nose, Taeyong shakes his head even if it did hurt a lot and he rests his hands on Yuta's shoulders. Without leaving a second to lose, Yuta kisses Taeyong so softly like he is afraid of breaking him, handles him with careful touches like he's a fragile doll. Yuta doesn't ask for Taeyong to open his mouth, he just wants to savor the taste of Taeyong's lips for the last time.

Taeyong can feel the wetness when he opens his eyes, there are un-shed tears in Yuta's eyes and it wasn't Yuta's crystal tears only. Taeyong himself shed some tears, the reason unknown. Yuta slowly thumbs away the tears, gives him a small smile but, Taeyong can't and he doesn't.

"I should get dressed. There are many works left to be finished for the wedding." Yuta slowly pulls away from Taeyong and he suddenly feels so cold. Taeyong is alone in bed when Yuta leaves for shower, gets dressed and leaves muttering a small goodbye.

I don't want you to let go of me, Yuta.