HIDEOUT: LEE TAEYONG

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soyoung

"i've heard." yuta said with a nasty smirk growing on his lips, he stared at me with his eyebrows wiggling. it took me a while to realize what he meant, and when i perceived his words, i felt my cheeks heat up and turn into crimson. "what.... how?" i whispered, looking at the door to check if someone's possibly there or would walk pass it.

honestly i am not ready for the others to know, i think taeyong feels the same.

it's just quite discomforting, for some reason.

"mark and jungwoo heard and saw what you guys did.... damn soyoung." he paused and smiled at me. "it's rare for taeyong to fall for someone you know? if he does, then it's serious and real and honestly i am not even surprised that he picked you. you are a decent one." he complimented before standing up and dusting his clothes off.

i was confused. "ehh? i thought jaehyun is patrolling tonight."

"no, i am just ditching you and sneak in sicheng and taeil's room." he sent me wink, he paused and chuckled sheepishly. "is it okay for you?"

i giggled quietly and nodded my head. "yeah yeah, no worries go on." i gestured him to shoo off and he did, he left me with the silence and the peacefulness suffocating me. finally i could sleep in peace. i slowly let my back touch the blanket covering the icy floor, grabbing yuta's pillow that was unused for tonight and hugged it tightly before closing my eyes.

just until the door opened again.

poor yuta, he probably got kicked out by those two.

"you're an early sleeper." a voice commented after closing the door.

i quickly sat up and saw taeyong with a small smile, he slowly walked his way up to me and sat on the spot yuta was previously. "i need full energy for tomorrow right? i think it's a good thing to be an early sleeper." i replied making him roll his eyes.

"you're boring."

i am kind of boring, honestly i can admit that. the reason why i become friends with yukhei was because he was too loud and energetic for others and everyone disliked it and would desperalty ask him to stop acting like a kid all the time, but when he approached me i remember i would just let him be who he is because i didn't give a fuck anyway. he did find me boring at the beginning because i was so quiet and would never reply him, but gradually we luckily got a long and he pretty much shared some of his brain cells to me.

"why're you here?" i asked and successfully pushed away the soyoung is boring topic. upsetting taeyong wasn't really part of the plan. "why? you don't want me here?" his eyes turned alike like puppies, almost so impossible because his intimidating version were the ones always present.

"no, of course i like you here." i briskly replied to make him mood up. "i was just wondering if you came for a specific reason." i reasoned.

"i just want to be with you, that's all." he briefly replied and scooted closer to me.

"i've always wanted to ask you this." he paused and beamed a tiny smile. "that time when we were in the bus, you told me you had a math test and i wanna know how it went." he impatiently waited with a grin drawing on his crimson lips.

i paused, gulping and awkwardly letting out a broken chuckle. "the truth is, there was no math test at all. you asked me why i seemed so apprehensive, i came up with an excuse to avoid saying that i was actually quite nervous because i was sitting with you."

there was a brief second of silence that passed by before he could answer to my words.

"there's nothing for you to be scared of me now." he assured, slowly moving away from his seat and crawling up to me to let his hand cup my cheek and desperately pull me closer to his majestic face so our lips could reunite again.

just like that, we ended up kissing each other once again.

he kissed me like i wanted to be kissed, then he pulled away.

"if you want me to stop, tell me now."

when i still had nothing to say, he let his lips brush mine. "or now."

"or now." he pressed his lips again on mine, leaning down as my back hit the floor and the sight in front of me was him on top of me. "or maybe right now-"

however, i had reached up and pulled him down to me, and the remainder of his words were lost against my mouth. he kissed me delicately, cautiously, yet it wasn't tenderness i needed, not currently, not after this time, and i hitched my clenched hands in his shirt, pulling him harder against me. taeyong moaned delicately, low in his throat, and afterward his arms surrounded me.

he kissed me like no boy had ever kissed me, soft and moist and hot and breathy, not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness and the sharing of one breath, one sensation, one timeless and passionate moment. the heat rose in my cheeks as his tongue touched mine, quick and electric and delicious, then firmer.

we slowly pulled away from each other to gasp for air.

".... what about the others?" i whispered.

"what about them?" he questioned inattentively, his fingers tracing my cheekbone as his eyes observed my face with admiration. "doesn't matter, let them figure out themselves that from now on.... you're mine." he softly whispered.

he brushed my hair back from my shoulder and moved in so close i can feel his lean body pressed up against me. he caressed my neck, slow and gentle. his hot breath was on my neck, then the tender brush of lips. burning as they make contact with my neck. a hand ran through my hair, as the kisses become harder and more urgent and...

and that's how the night went.