I Can't, I Shouldn't | Johnil

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If someone was to ask Taeil if he was a party type of person, in his natural habitat (basically in his monotonous outfits he wears on a daily basis) he would flat out tell that person, the most basic answer that was a mantra to him 'no, I'm not' with a pleasantly uneasy smile on his face; and the answer never changed.

If someone was to ask Taeil at this very moment in his life, in the middle of the packed living room of dancing bodies, loud oddly censored music and his enemy alcohol, indulging in the one thing he has avoided all throughout his adolescent and now adulthood life; if he was a party type of person the answer would be non-applicable.

Taeil doesn't even remember how he ended up there, dancing along to god knows what with his neighbor Taeyong, but all he knows is that he is actually enjoying himself; but he still curses the alcohol. The party was not as wild as he assumed it would be as soon as he stepped foot into the Jung's home, but that could be because there were mostly responsible (kind of) adults that had to drive home there.

For the past hour Taeil has been dancing, hitting something called 'the quan' and 'folks' and at first he thought that was super mean to do. He wasn't sure who the quan was but hitting folks was just plain rude. What has humans done to them that led to them wanting to hit them was beyond Taeil. He actually felt bad for the quan person until he was told it was a dance. It should have been a dead giveaway when everyone was doing the same moves but who is Taeil to question the synchronization of the crowd right at that moment. What if it was planned last year and he didn't know?

The next thing that confused the lecturer was 'look alive'. He stood in the middle of what he presume is the dance floor for the night, gleaning around at other dancing bodies wondering "A-are we looking dead? Am I looking dead?" He knew he isn't the 'best' dancer but to tell him to 'look alive' was just mean. Yea, Taeil was certain he was not cut out for this, but at least it made Taeyong laugh, so he is doing something right; doing the exact thing he didn't want to happen when he drank.

If he wasn't drunkish right now he wouldn't be having any of this, to be quite frank he is tired of being laughed at now but not at the moment because he is actually laughing back at his own silliness. Maybe stepping out of his comfort zone once in a while wasn't so bad; not that he plans on letting this happen again.

He was dancing along with Taeyong, that might he add was a damn good dancer, arms around his neck (he was actually using Taeyong as a resting pillar, but his neighbor is in party mode so to him Taeil is initiating a partner dance) and his neighbors right arm resting on his waist pulling him closer so they can both sway their bodies to the beat of the music. Where is Jaehyun when you need him? Isn't he supposed to be dancing with his husband?

Still high as hell from the little dose of alcohol, he was becoming really tired, even though his neighbor was doing most of the dancing for the both of them. Johnny, Taeil's savior, came along with a shorter male probably in his teen that was dancing through the crowd as they walked towards him and Taeyong, and the teen with widened eyes ran and dived head first into Taeyong separating them which almost made him fall sideways but Johnny caught him in time.

"It's my turn." Johnny whisper yelled into the older's ears, tickling his earlobe which caused a series of giggles from Taeil. However he gave a whiny response.

"But I'm tireeed~" The brunette pouted his lips and fold his arms before him looking down at his feet stubbornly.

"Should have thought of that before running off with Taeyong and abandoning me."

"Bu-" Johnny cuts off the latter's response by taking Taeil's arms and wrapped it around his neck, tilting his face up using his index finger, by the chin so he could get a clearer view of the flushed features of the pouty older male. He then brought the shorter male closer to his body, hugging his body and caging him in his arms around the waist. Taeil doesn't even know how he is breathing right now. After being stared down at as if he is prey to Johnny for way too long and also being swayed slowly at a fast rhythm beat, he cleared his throat but never looked away from the lingering eyes as he finished what he wanted before being distracted.

"...I was taken forcible against my consent.. D-do we have to be 'this' close?" A simple hum was what he got from Johnny and the taller male brought him even closer as if he was trying to make their bodies one and brought his head down to Taeil's neck rubbing his nose against the flush skin, smelling the essence of the body wash he used; this went on for a couple of minutes. This action yet again caused the older to giggle.

"W-will you stop that.." And he did stop, leaned up releasing his hold on the shorter male after staring at him with an unreadable guise. But Taeil forgot he was holding on around his neck until Johnny brought them down himself to hold the latter left hand securely.

"Let's leave." He wanted to protest but he looked down at their sealed hands then at Taeyong, which he completely forgot about. When he saw the teenager named Donghyuck and Taeyong starting to 'twerk' is when Taeil was positive he was not made for the party life and excused himself with Johnny. He'll contact his social neighbor tomorrow.

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Johnny walked Taeil home in which he didn't need to do because he lives right across the fucking flower fence that parted his house from Taeyong, so he is more that inclined to get home on his own; or so he thought. Taeil wasn't even walking straight when they were making their way to the shorter male's house. Why was he the only one walking perpendicular? This isn't fair in Taeil's mind. He doesn't remember living up a hill and his house, now thinking about it seemed so fucking far right then and there.

"Johnny~ why is it so fucking far! D-did you move my house?!" With widened eyes, staggering steps and almost falling for the tenth time he asked the younger with surprise and confusion written all over his flushed face.

"Well someone's mouth is colorful when intoxicated."

"You did! Omo! How? Woah, so strong." Johnny wanted to think he was joking but realized from his face of amazement and admiration that he was freaking serious. He couldn't take this anymore. When they got by the door he got the keys from a whiny Taeil and opened the door walking in first and pulling the now confused male with him, closing the door behind them.

"wha-at are you doing?" Taeil slurred looking up at a frustrated Johnny pouting before closing his eyes and folding his arms against his chest; his signature serious pose.

"You shou-" With a barely audible mumble of response he brought Taeil towards him by cupping his cheeks, now staring into the opened eyelids and says. "Shut up." And brought Taeil's lips to his own, sealing them together in a needy kiss.

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