love - [ nct ]

06.

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"yong! oh my god! what happened?" alana pushed through the others and tackled the leader to a hug.

before taeyong could open his mouth, she unwrapped her arms around him and put her hands to his neck, to his cheeks, forehead. "are you alright? did something happen? holy fuck there's blood coming from your jaw! the bandage is... i'mma go get another ba-"

perhaps you guys already know why and how she was cut off.

taeyong kisses alana full on the lips, shutting her mouth.

"he doing it on purpose, not just for getting her mouth shut. ha!" jeno fist-bumped mark.

alana widened her eyes in surprise, before parting her lips and kissed him back. she put her hands on the back of taeyong's neck and pulled him closer. he put his hands to the back of her waist in response.

"so uh... are we going to let them continue and it gets worst or...?" muttered jisung to renjun, who rested his hands over jisung's eyes to hid the sight from the young.

the oldest of the 'ot6 dream' nodded his head before glancing at the couple, "let them live."

both alana and taeyong pulled away. they stared at each other silently and grinned softly. "i... woah, i fucking miss tha- what the fuck are you doing?" she asked as soon as she saw him putting his hands over his face, as if he was protecting the beautiful face of his from her acts of violence he felt the night before.

"y-you're not going to hit me or something, right?"

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-"

the youngers stopped as soon as the couple glared daggers at him.

"alright kids, let's get out of here," mark pushed the dreamies out of the room, sending a wink towards alana.

"but.... but it's my room.."

"oh jaemin shut up!"

taeyong and alana chuckled to themselves after hearing the younger nct members' bicker, and stared back to each other's eyes. "so uh... what happened? oh wait jaemin has a bandage," alana grabbed a kit from jaemin's dresser and put it on the bed.

taeyong furrowed his eyebrows, "i thought we only have one kit in the dorms?"

"pfft, and you believe that? of course not, doyoung was just lying so that johnny talk to you," she informed as she opened the bandage on taeyong's forehead and replaced it with the new one gently.

his mouth shaped an 'o', disappointed but not surprised while staring intently at his love.

alana slapped him on the head softly, cheeks reddened, "don't stare at me like that!"

she sat down beside taeyong, folding her legs as she stared at him. "won't you tell me what happened with sooman?"

"please, noona, i don't wanna talk about it," he sighed while looking anywhere but her.

alana held his chin, bringing it up to meet taeyong's eyes. she raised another hand and softly rubbed the scar below his right eye.

"but my instincts told me that it's a very important thing and we need to talk about it," she fought.

"i think you already know what happened inside sooman's office," said taeyong solemnly, staring to her eyes.

"we stop this," muttered alana softly to herself without emotions written on her face as her hands fell from his face.

she's disappointed but not surprised.

she already knew what was going to happen, but she decided to think positively. that didn't turn out well. she held back her tears, it seemed to her that she always cry in every situation about love. and boy, is she sick of it.

"thank you, for everything," alana said as she rested her hand on the back of taeyong's head and gave a peck on his forehead in whole-hearted gratitude.

"noona, you know it's not the end for u-"

"you want us to get kicked out?" alana raised her eyebrows. taeyong went silent almost immediately.

he grabbed both of her hands, putting it over his lips and kissed each of them. "i can't lose you," he said with slight tears brimming on the corner of his eyes.

"i'm here, sweetheart. what more do you want?" asked alana even though she already knew the answer.

"is being an idol this hard? why do they not allow idols to love? love comes naturally, we can't just stop them," taeyong pointed out.

alana put him to a hug. she rested her hands over the back of his neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head to her shoulder.

she realised that he was crying; he kept sniffling and she felt her shirt getting wet. she tilted her head towards him and gave a peck on the crown of his head, patting his head softly and gently with her right hand.

"i'm sorry," alana wiped the tears on her eyes before it fell to her face with her free hand.

"i'm sorry," taeyong replied back, pulling away from the hug before wiping the tears on his face.

"i love you."

"i love you."

they both said simultaneously. they chuckled at their unison, before falling silent. the tension was real and they could feel it from head to toe. their face fell once again. it was some kind of a cursed day for the both of them. they just didn't seem to find any happiness that day.

alana broke out to a sob. she put her hands to her mouth to conceal it, but it was no use. she sobbed harder as soon as she saw the look on taeyong's face.

why are you sobbing? you should be strong for taeyong. not taeyong being strong for you. oh you stupid, selfish alana, she thought to herself.

taeyong wrapped his arms around the older, heart broken than ever before, if that is even possible. he kept silent, closing his eyes to calm himself down, before saying, "let it all out, noona. let it all out.."

both let out what was inside their hearts that morning in jaemin's room. not knowing what would happen next. not knowing how to mend their broken hearts. together, they are strong. what would happen if they were seperated?

taeyong couldn't love alana in front of people. it was even harder than hiding it from the management months ago. he couldn't even explain all that himself. it was all numb for him.

that went the same as alana.

with broken hearts, they cuddled together without realisation and slept with wet cheeks. they would woke up with red eyes that would scare the other members since it was so red.

sorry jaemin, but your room was taken by the couple that was no longer a couple that day. you gotta be sympathetic, nana.

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