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TEN 🧬
"That was a close call." Doyoung slumped onto the couch, relieved that the juniors finally left that evening.
"I know.. I was terrified," Kun sighed as he sat next to Doyoung, wondering how long they could actually keep Taeyong.
"Speaking of which, how long are we going to keep him?" Kun asked,
Doyoung pondered for a bit. He knew he couldn't keep this up for a long term. They had people looking for Taeyong, they won't let it die down in a matter of weeks or even years.
"Is he still hiding?" Doyoung asked, avoiding Kun's question when he realised he hadn't seen Taeyong.
"Maybe?" Kun replied, unsure himself. "I'll go check on him."
Doyoung stood up from the couch and entered his bedroom. He wasn't able to find Taeyong at all.
"Taeyong? Where are you?" Doyoung looked around the room until he found himself staring at the wardrobe.
He saw the corner of his blanket peeking out of the wardrobe,
He smiled to himself, "Taeyong? Where can you possibly be?" Doyoung asked, standing right in front of the wardrobe.
Suddenly, the door found open and Taeyong pulled Doyoung in.
Doyoung stumbled in, nearly falling in actually. He pressed his hands against the wooden wall,
He was much closer to Taeyong than he expected, way too close to be exact.
"Shh.." Taeyong hushed him, placing a finger on Doyoung's lips. Just like how he did when they watched a movie.
Doyoung nodded. Taeyong drew away his finger and peeked out from the wardrobe.
"Did Donghyuck leave already?" Taeyong asked in a low voice,
"Uhm.." Doyoung looked around in the dark, trying to make as much room for him and Taeyong.
"No." He caught himself lying, he didn't know why.
Was it having Taeyong in between his arms that messed his head up? How close they were? How he could feel Taeyong's breath against his neck when he spoke?
Each thought had only caused his shyness to build up. His cheeks burning due to the heat of embarrassment.
"Are you okay? Your temperature is awfully high," Taeyong asked, his hand reaching up to feel Doyoung's forehead,
"I-I'm okay!" Doyoung replied which was another lie. His heart was beating so loudly, if only the wardrobe was in silence then maybe it would be heard.
"Oh, okay.." Taeyong said but his hand hadn't part away from Doyoung's skin. Instead it travelled down onto his cheek,
"Oh? Your cheeks are really warm though." Taeyong cupped Doyoung's face in his hands,
