HIDEOUT: LEE TAEYONG

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soyoung

nights used to be blessings for me, i adored how the darkness was suffocating the world, the surroundings, how it suffocated me because it gave me a very pleasing and relaxing feeling. it used to be one of my favorite moment every day, but now during this apocalypse, it's a complete nightmare. i couldn't see anything at all, i almost couldn't see anything, there's a possibility that any walker could walk aup to me and end my life without i noticing it. i'm pretty sure you can feel the tension inside my body while walking around the spacious gloomy sports field, i couldn't feel anything but my heart severely pounding.

i began to believe that taeyong wasn't here, but not until i spotted him by the football bleachers, sitting all by himself, his head hanging down as he observed and studied the gun being wrapped around his slim pale fingers.

i sighed in relief.

i hurriedly ran my way up to him.

without looking up, he had already felt my presence and immediately rose his hand up to point the tip of the gun directly at me. his reflexes, one of his powerful skills.

i could tell he thought i was chan for a second, the way he looked up with those intimidating and intense eyes, i knew he was trying to make a suspense entrance for both of them. now he noticed it was me, not chan or one of the stray kids members, i felt my heart melt at how his eyes briskly got pure and soft, precious and adorable.

"hey, what are you doing here." he said, anxious and slightly pissed at the same time.

i sighed, rolling my eyes and watching him take the seat he previously had before. "the question is, what are you doing here?" when he saw me cross my arms in front of my chest, he felt quite strained because i was disagreeing to his plans.

"no, i told doyoung to keep an eye on you and i can see he has miserably failed which only means that he'll face the consequences after this." taeyong hissed, letting his tongue run over his teeth in annoyance and continued to play with the weapon he had. "no, he will face the consequences now because you're not continuing any of your plans towards chan!" i demanded, joining him in the bleachers and aggressively attempting to try tugging him up from his seat.

"you're coming now, with me." i said, gritting my teeth and continuously trying to pull him, i was too weak as expected.

he laughed at me, standing up on his own, watching me struggle with a small grin. "stop it, you're being too cute right now and i can't handle that." he cracked a laugh, firmly grabbing both of my hands, squeezing it tightly as i stopped trying what i was previously doing.

"well stop everything you're doing, you are being too ruthless right now and i can't handle that." i looked up at him, the worry and pain inside my eyes cause taeyong to gradually ponder about his plans, not only to satisfy and make me happy, but also to slowly perceive the right thing to do. "you know you don't want to do this, let's just go?"

he stood in silence, not saying a word but just staring into my eyes, the hold he had on my hands were getting tighter and tighter, pulling me closer and closer.

"hey." he started, hauling me closer.

"you..." he paused. "we..." he sighed. "i mean i." he corrected.

he dragged me closer, our chest inches away from each other. "i'm sorry" he apologized.

i smiled weakly, suddenly feeling my heart pounder a lot. "hey, it's okay taeyong. you don't even have to apologize-"

"what do you mean? i need apologize. i couldn't believe i believed someone like somin instead of you, and that showed too much that you think i don't have any faith or trust on you." taeyong saying those words made my heart break, it was never intentional for me to hurt him like that, showing that i even didn't have any trust for him. "and that you said that the thing you had to me and i had to you was just a silly infatuation-"