A story about brothers and their lovers.
This a GBKCTT fanfiction with just a little angst, a whole lot of fun, romance and smut!
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"Hey!"
Tae greeted, smiling.
"I see you found the place alright," Tee smiled a little shyly looking at the tall handsome man standing on his front step, with a plastic bag hanging from his hand.
"It was easy," Tae lifted one corner of his mouth in a crooked smile, looking at the flushing young man.
Tee is still a little mortified at their last encounter, which wasn't one of his best moments.
Then he recovered enough to be civil to his visitor.
"Come on in, Tae." Tee opened the door wider for the other man to enter.
"How have you been?" Tae trailed after Tee. He observed that, though Tee smiled, his usual spirit are low. He used to be a ball of sunshine. Now there are shadows over his beautiful face.
"I'm okay, I guess." Tee turned around, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. The older man noticed that Tee seemed to be slightly uncomfortable.
"I hope I'm not making you upset by showing up like this," Tae said slowly. He doesn't want to intrude on this young man's privacy. He only wanted to help.
"No, no," Tee chuckled softly. "Please sit down, Tae." He showed a small set of sofa. "I'm sorry Tae, it's just that..." Tee sighed. "I feel really embarrassed about what happened that night. I didn't mean to be such a nuisance to you."
"What are you saying Tee?" Tae placed the plastic bag full of food on the coffee table and sat. "You were drunk and in need of help. I'm not judging you for being like that. You were hurt and sad."
"I'm still trying to get over the fact that I made a fool out of myself in front of you." Tee sat next to Tae and eyed the plastic bag.
"It's just me, Tee. Stop worrying. " Tae smiled. "And yes," He gestured at the bag. "It's for you."
"Smells divine," Tee peeked inside and sniffed appreciatively.
"Comfort food," Tae shrugged. "We can eat and talk. You can vent as much as you want. I won't judge. Because like I said before, been there and done that."
"Thank you so much, Tae," Tee began taking foil food containers out, one by one. "I'm glad you came."
"Enjoy your food and we'll talk." Tae leaned back on the sofa and enjoyed the young man's eagerness. At least Tee still got his appetite.
"I have a bottle of wine that would go perfect with these," Tee ran his eyes over the cheesy, greasy food and shot up from the seat. Then he scurried to his tiny pantry.
"Yeah?" Tae smiled looking at the young man's retreating back.
"I've been saving this for a nice occasion," Tee showed a bottle of good wine. He took two long-stemmed glasses and carried everything back to the coffee table.
