It's almost midday when the heavy clouds are slowing down, only drizzles showering the earth and the rhythm of water drops sounded dramatic on the puddles around.
The thought of having one peaceful day is finally arrived but Taeyong didn't expect it to be that boring and exhausting him mentally.
It took only two hours for him to review the company-related paperwork and replying several important emails, tries to keep up with his daily routine in the study room. After hours were usually not boring as the day, the thriller continuation always came after. Even right now, the time feels so slow compared to the days before.
Taeyong goes into the other room, sitting quietly on a chair, folding his hands on top of his knees and watching intensely on the wide screen that pinned on the wall. His eyes shifting to the left and right, meticulously monitoring a hundred of CCTV split screen of footages that recording some places around inside and outside the mansion.
He knew it all along, about the escape, the plans, the trials and the moves. And none of the thrills that excite him even more than Yuta's expressions when he was caught. The satisfaction he got when Yuta acted furious and fight back, made him desires this man go deeper.
Just a few minutes focusing on the screen, he let out a scoff, immediately enjoying a scene on this one particular camera recording on the screen monitor. Yuta can be seen in that video, walking back and forth around that 'romance' nest and he looked so stressed out.
As far as he remembers, Yuta never or couldn't stay in the room for more than an hour. He always up to something and has a way to make their days lively that ended up with lovey-dovey scenes. Remembering those moments, Taeyong can't stop grinning idiotically.
"Are you planning to run away even today?"
The anticipation is there, hoping that he would, even though the rain might be an enemy or friend for them during those hours.
As he mumbling to himself, his eyes shifting from another camera to another camera, following Yuta's appearance on the screen.
His first stop is the kitchen where he washed the dishes which is rarely happen during those past two weeks, and then he goes to the living room, looking around before he stops in front of the unlocked study room.
"Well now that's interesting."
It's rather a new feat Yuta chose this time and Taeyong couldn't stay still in his place. He stands up, now leaning against the opposite wall, acting indifferent but his eyes all focus on the screen.
There is a hesitation when Yuta enters the study room, checking inside and locking the door as soon he secures the place. He set foot fastly towards the table, clumsily moving his hands around, tries to find something on it and not forget checking every unlocked drawers in there.
The moves are quite familiar for someone who plan to run away and quick-witted Taeyong immediately understand, smiling victoriously before taking something out from his pocket.
"This is going to be fun."
The thought of having another thrilling day, Taeyong set up a beautiful mind trap to punished the boy who acted without considering the consequences. Or he rather to call it as an invitation for him to respond his bold decision.
Just a few steps away from the control room, Taeyong walking directly to the study room, sitting on top of the sofa, facing the front door and staring at it blankly. His feet restlessly tapping on the floor, impatiently waiting the other to push the door open.
Meanwhile, Yuta couldn't find the thing he's been seeking for, and can't help but grunting aloud out of frustration. He is too immersed in finding the thing, forgetting how much time he spent in there. And he realizes it when he heard the tapping sounds outside the room. He barely hear them at first, and it's getting louder the more seconds he wasting there, listening carefully before guessing of what the sounds might be.
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Green Love || YuTae ||
FanfictionThere is no love, just lust, greed and possessiveness. Their love is like a game of tug of war. He escape. He chase. He seduce. He loose. They don't know love, they just love. Green heart - envy, jealous and possessive love