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Man

Johnny kissed Taeil's pale neck softly, making the older wriggle with a laugh.

"That tickles," she said with a shrug of her delicate shoulders. Johnny smiled a little and moved up to her surprisingly sharp jaw, only being spurred on by the sensitive giggles from Taeil's pretty - and shamelessly swollen - lips. "Come on," she said. "It's been over half an hour! Your brother will get worried!"

She was making no attempts of removing the taller's lips off her neck though. In fact, she really was enjoying the sensations. Johnny's hand reached into her perfect hair and combed it back, and at his own movements, he asked,

"Why do you have your hair short?"

Taeil blinked at him a few times. He must be asking why I don't just grow it out because of how I dress. "It's more convenient this way, because I can have as many wigs as I want in hundreds of different colours without melting my scalp," she answered.

Johnny smiled and ruffled her hair. "It looks cute this short," and as quick as he detached himself, his lips found the skin below her eye and just on her cheekbone and began to pepper her face with affection.

When Taeil moved her face away, Johnny groaned. "Just two more minutes," he bargained, but she held a finger over his mouth and pressed at his squidgy lips playfully.

"You said that ten minutes ago! Now go!"

Five minutes later, Taeil finally managed to get Johnny out of her house and on his way back to his own home. He skipped along the way, laughing at himself and at how, well, lucky he felt to have found Taeil. Mark's genius idea of Tinder worked!

When he arrived back at home, the door was unlocked and so he invited himself in. "Ayo, Mork!"

None other than his grumpy brother appeared in front of him at the nickname. "Firstly," he said, voice lower and clearly more irritated than usual. "It's Mark, and secondly, we need to talk."

Johnny's eyes widened. Yes, they do need to talk. About Grindr.

"I have something to tell you, and you probably already know. Maybe. Do you? I haven't really gone through this part with Haechan, but--"

"You're cheating on Haechan?"

He drew a blank, tone suddenly much quieter. "What?"

Johnny lifted up his phone and waved it around a bit. "I saw the Grindr profile. You're cheating on Haechan, though? I thought you two were really happy together."

Mark stuttered, "W-We are! Why would you--"

"Are you?" Johnny questioned, both eyebrows raised and lips pursed.

"Yes!"

...

"So... What did you want to talk about?" Johnny asked, and he bent down to untie his laces. Untying both shoes, he slid them off his feet and placed them side by side by Mark's own sneakers. "And why did I have that on my phone?"

Mark took a steady breath inwards, because he knew the next conversation could only go either really well, or really badly.

"Taeil is a man."

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aaaand heeeeere we go!

Ready ready ready for the take off!

Love you all!

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