longshot. || nct johnny [COMPLETE]

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doyoung arrives with yuta the same time taeyong did with jaehyun. since the latter has the keys to johnny's house, he takes the lead to show them where the van was parked to help them with their bags.

jaehyun curses when he realizes it's closed and the car keys are probably inside. he excuses himself for a second, leaving them there for a while.

yuta was busy talking with momo so he didn't notice doyoung approaching taeyong.

"hey," doyoung calls him softly. it's been days since they last spoke, and unlike his promise, doyoung didn't call taeyong. at all.

so, it didn't surprise him that taeyong turns away from him angrily.

doyoung sighs resignedly. "you didn't wear a scarf?" he notices taeyong's bare neck. he takes off his own scarf, wrapping it around taeyong.

taeyong's mad. and confused. and so so anxious. he doesn't get doyoung at all.

one minute he promised he'd call, and then ghosts him for like, 2 days, making him worried. and now he's caring about him.

god, taeyong was so fucking worried that he didn't sleep well enough? he was so afraid that doyoung's gonna break up with him or just leave him like that. he didn't even think that doyoung would talk to him on the ski trip.

all because he couldn't help himself from kissing him and now saori knows-

"i'm sorry i didn't call you. that was—i was a dick. and a coward. i'm sorry." doyoung looks like a kicked bunny, with his almond eyes staring at him looking all glassy and beautiful.

"i was—i was thinking about us. resorting my feelings, and what i really want.

"and to be honest, i'm not really sure what i am, tae. i don't know if i'm gay or not, or if it's—it's just something i want to try but—

"with you, i don't want to 'try' it. because you deserve so much more than that.

"i—one thing's for sure, though, i really really like you. and i—i want to make things right with you because you're not something i want to lose just because i'm afraid.

"and i'm sorry i'm not making any sense right now. i'm just babbling this and honestly, it really isn't sorted as i expected it to be, i just—"

doyoung heaves out a deep sigh as he meets taeyong's teary eyes. this time, he's the one who leans in first, instead of taeyong.

he closes his eyes, pressing his lips softly on taeyong's. the latter savors the kiss for a second before remembering yuta was just a few feet—

"wait—" he pushes doyoung off alarmingly. "yuta's—" he swings his head over to where the boy was, and finds him busy cuddling with his girlfriend.

doyoung chuckles and kisses taeyong's cheek fondly. "i don't think he'll notice." the two of them were at the other side of the van, a bit far from where the japanese was standing.

"doyoungie," taeyong whispers, staring lovingly at doyoung. his hands snake up to doyoung's shoulders, as he strokes the boy's nape.

"i—i don't mind keeping this between us for a while."

doyoung looks surprised. "really?"

"yes." taeyong nods surely. "yeah. i'd like to keep you for myself for a while."

"yeah, me too."

the two then separate, giving each other's space so they wouldn't be too obvious. every now and then, taeyong would sneak a peck on doyoung's cheek because he just really likes this boy too much.