The Boy in The Mask (Taeten)

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Roughly a half and hour later, Ten was still roaming the house. He'd seen Jimin a few times, only to find him dancing or talking with girls.

Every time he saw him, he was with a different girl. Classic, Jimin. Thought Ten.

Ten sighed. He was bored out of his mind. So he decided to explore upstairs, still having no idea who's house he was in. After walking down the hall a little, he opened a bedroom.

To his surprise, he found Taeyong in there, on top of a girl on the bed. They were mostly dressed beside both of their tops being off, and Taeyong was kissing her neck.

"Omo ah! Perv!" The girl shrieked at Ten when he'd opened the door. "Sorry, I didn't..." He stuttered. "Get out!" Taeyong snapped and Ten quickly shut the door, standing there for severeal seconds.

His heart raced as he tried to process what he just saw. It had to be Taeyong he walked in on? Out of everyone here, really?

Ten stepped aside, out of the way, he just wanted to leave so bad. After a minute, that girl left the room, holding her shirt to her chest as she walked angrily down the stairs. Ten looked to the door wondering what had happened, but as soon as he looked, Taeyong stepped out and they made eye contact.

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Taeyong pulled Nayeon into his bedroom. Did he know the girl? No. But was she hot? Yes.

And she was practically his fan, so she was exhilarated when Taeyong brought her to the bed and started kissing her.

His hands went to her hips as he kissed her roughly, and then he pushed her back on the bed and crawled over her, sliding his hands up her shirt and he pulled it off her.

Nayeon's hands practically ripped Taeyong's shirt right off his body as his lips moved to her neck. She tilted her head back, in heaven.

But then suddenly, the door opened and Nayeon looked over, shrieking. "Omo ah! Perv!"  "Sorry, I didn't...." the masked boy stammered, surprised. Taeyong looked over, Nayeon noticed the anger in his eyes as he told the boy to get out.

When the door was closed, Taeyong got off Nayeon. Nayeon blinked, confused. "What are you doing?" She asked.

Taeyong snorted in amusement. "I wasn't going to fuck you, girl." he says, not even remembering her name.

Nayeon's eyes brimmed with tears, hurt. Athough she shouldn't have expected more from Lee Taeyong. He was a heart breaker.

"You're a dick." She said, grabbed her shirt and she left the room quickly, angry.

Taeyong only rolled his eyes and put on his black shirt, running his hands through his red hair.

He got off Nayeon because he wanted to go find the boy with the mask. He wasn't sure if he wanted to yell at him, or just ask why he was even here in the first place.

It was easier than he thought. As soon as Taeyong stepped out of the room, his eyes locked with the masked boy's eyes, behind those glasses of his.

Ten began to panic, unsure if he should say something. The more they stood there staring, the more uncomfortable Ten got so he spoke up. "I-i'm really sorry...I didn't realize you were in there....i just wanted to get away from the party"

"So you don't like the party?" Taeyong raised an eyebrow, stepping forward. Ten instinctively took a step back, which didn't go unnoticed by Taeyong.

"No. Well I mean, I don't like parties in genereal. Why? Do you know who's party this is?" Ten asked, his heart was beating so fast.

He was honestly scared of Taeyong. But the more he looked at him, the more he actually began to realize his features. He was quite pretty.