Time | NCT

I Love-

-15:00, February 21st, 2019-

"Don't you think it's funny when we fall in love, it's with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time?" It was Taeyong again, speaking nonsense. A couple of birthdays have passed, kisses between lovers shared, and he has yet to get his shit together about Yuta.

"Lee Taeyong, are you high, right now? And if you are, can I get in on it, too?" Jaehyun said, playfully. For the past 10 minutes, Taeyong had been talking to himself. Jaehyun and Jungwoo, being the confused people they are, watched him slowly go crazy. 

After all, it was just another day in the NCT dorms. 

"Babe, don't say that! What if he's going through something bad?" At this point, neither of them cared whether Taeyong heard them or not.

"What do I do about Yuta? I mean, you guys are a couple, even though I have no idea how it happened because last time I asked Jaehyun, he got mad as hell. Every time I'm with him, my mind just kind of slips! He's so, how do I say it, beautiful? Magical? Phenomenal?" Taeyong said, standing up and throwing his hands up in the air, "I don't know, but I... I love him... I don't know how to say it to him... Especially since he's not exactly in a good place." He looked down to his feet before sighing in disappointment when the couple didn't say a word.

"Taeyong, I didn't know you felt so strongly about him. I think you should tell him, regardless of the consequences. Aside from having a crush on him, you guys have been friends for the longest time." Jungwoo stood from sitting next to his boyfriend and patted his shoulder reassuringly.

"I wish I could, but every time I attempt to, my brain starts to feel like mush and my heart turns into a whirlpool." Lately, it's been getting harder to be around Yuta. The pain and love they've felt for each other were beginning to get overwhelming, and neither of them knew how to deal with it.

"Tae... All I can say is to try to do it soon before it's too late and you're both a complete mess." Jaehyun was right. These days, Taeyong has noticed the Japanese male getting worse, health-wise; he wasn't eating well, he slept less, and was barely smiling.

He hated it.

"Fuck..."

"Maybe we should leave..." Jaehyun whispered. He gently took Jungwoo's hand then left the large dressing room. Taeyong felt a little betrayed at first but heard the two send Yuta to him. There are times when people need to bring the animals to the water, you can't force them to drink it, but you can at least guide them. That's what it felt to the couple, if they at least guided them together, something would hopefully spark.

"Hey, Yongie. What's up? They said you needed to talk to me about something?" He didn't know how, but Taeyong suddenly got the strength to hug him tightly, wrapping his arms around his small waist while burying his face in Yuta's neck.

Startled and disoriented, Yuta patted his back lightly, as if asking him for an explanation. He didn't say a single word, though, he speechlessly held him but loosened his grasp just a tiny hair.

All Taeyong wanted was for the world to stop, even if it was just for a single second. For one piece of time, he didn't want to be a leader, rapper, dancer, songwriter, singer, a person. He didn't want to be known around the world, on the internet, in the government's records. He didn't want to exist. Although, what he needed, was this person right in front of him.

Nakamoto Yuta, the magnificent human being who he desperately loved more than himself.

"I'm so sorry for everything, Yukkuri..." Yuta glanced at him, genuinely concerned for the latter. He wondered if Taeyong had slept, or if he even ate a decent meal.