Island Roommates // Yutae Fan Fic

Chapter Thirteen

A/N: Writing this made me realise how close I am to coming to the end of this part of my story. I hope that whoever has made it this far has like it as least half as much as I have. Also, when you get to the end of this chapter, please take a moment to listen to "I love you, boy" by Suzy. I listened to it while writing Yuta's POV and it fits that scene really well, so pretty please. And the lyrics are important too.

Taeyong:

We stayed in the plane one more day than I would have liked, but Yuta was still too sick to sleep outside. On the afternoon of the fourth day we headed back to the beach. It was almost strange being back in such bright light. The forest was way too dark for my liking. While Yuta was taking a dip in the water to wash off the fever he had sweated out last night, I moved the mattress from the shady part it usually was in to the sun so it could dry more before we had to sleep on it tonight. When I was done, I sat down on the ground, leaning against the mattress to watch Yuta play in the water. He looked like he was having fun. He dipped his head forward to wet his hair, then shook it out like he was a dog. His hair had gotten curlier each time he went in the water and now he looked like poodle with a big puff of hair sticking out in every direction. I laughed at how silly he looked.

He must have heard me because he glared in my direction and stalked his way towards me out of the water. It made me laugh even harder, seeing him stomp his feet and making little splashes as he headed towards me. I squawked as he started running and got up just as he reached me, ducking under his arms as he grabbed for me. It was fun. Laughing like this for once. And just running. I ran hard because it was freeing and because I could hear him shouting way too close behind me. I didn't know what he was going to do to me for laughing at him, but I wasn't staying around to find out. I felt his hand graze my shirt and I gasped, diving to my left to get away from him again. Unfortunately, that way was too close to the water and it made it harder to run. My asthma was catching up with me and when I stumbled trying to catch my breath, Yuta tackled me from behind and we fell into the water. I struggled in his arms for a moment, laughing too hard to really get out of his grip when an idea popped into my head. While he was grumbling in my ear about what was so funny, I cried out loud and made myself fall into the wet sand, gripping my shoulder. Yuta stopped instantly, frozen as a look of horror passed over his face.

"Shit. Oh my god, Taeyong, are you OK?" He asked, reaching out but not touching me. I groaned louder and rolled over onto my tummy because watching him panic thinking that he'd hurt me was making me feel bad, but was also incredibly funny.

"I'm sorry. Fuck. Is it bad?" I felt his hand touch my back gently and he started rubbing it slowly like he was trying to soothe me. I snorted into the sand and I covered it with another moan.

"Say something! Do I need to make you another sling?" He asked. I couldn't help it anymore. My shoulders shook too hard from keeping in my laughter.

"Are you crying?!" He asked, sounding horrified. Oh god, he was too cute sometimes. My laugh slipped out as I cracked, flipping over onto my back in the sand and I fell apart at the look on his face.

"You little shit!" He said and slapped me hard on my chest. He stood up and walked away in a huff as I lay there laughing.

"Yuta!" I called out to him. He ignored me and only stopped when he got back to our shelter, dropping himself like a sack into the sand and crossing his arms. I got up too and jogged over, sitting down next to him.

"I'm sorry. That wasn't funny." I said and bumped my shoulder with his. He glared at me for a minute but his lips twitched and soon he was blinding me with that beautiful smile of his.

"It was kinda funny." He answered. I just laughed and drew him into a hug.

Yuta:

The bed was dry enough for us to sleep on by the time night came and Taeyong pushed me onto the side closer to the fire when we went to settle in for the night.