Green Love || YuTae ||

11 - Love is Red

The rainstorm is starts pouring when a white car moving fast towards the infamous lone road. Yuta leaning against the frame, staring far outside the window and watching the car disappears into a thick fog. There's no much to see outside with heavy rain is blocking the view but Yuta remaining in his place, slowly falling into a deep thought. 

The summer rain brings up the memories. His brain replaying when he was first brought here during hot summer and stuck in this mansion until summer turned cold. But lately it became warmer in the midst of rainy days, something has change and it is strangely better than he thought. The change feels so good that it worries him, thinking that it might only exist in his mind.

"I wonder how this drama gonna end."

The window fogged up on a small area as he breathe his thought aloud near the glass and he spontaneously write something on it. The room is a lot colder now, causing his feet feeling numb and a bit cramped, forcing him to adjust his stance to accommodate the injured foot. The naked wound was left exposed earlier as the bandages got wet during shower and thrown away right after.

The raindrops are getting louder, hitting on the windows dramatically intense. It's foggy, nothing is clear to see but Yuta staying in his place, continues staring at the smoky misty air outside, fascinated by the power of mother nature. He drawn into the sound of rains heavily pouring, even the creaking door opened is almost quiet to his ears.

Yuta is too immersed in the cloud when a pair of hand wrapping tight his tiny waist. Instantly feeling a familiar warmth shared to his cold body and he recognizes the scent almost immediately. He couldn't turn around to see, and actually doesn't want to. Taeyong is so close behind, hugging him in slow motion, fitting his chin on Yuta's shoulder and shutting his eyes to the calming feels.

The little gestures are too much to handle, waking up all his senses and fluttering the peace he saved just now. And Yuta doesn't know how to react, considering the solemnity he feels in Taeyong's touch. He froze up, couldn't say or do anything in respond. The room is getting warmer, summoning a romantic mood, a new feel that was there before but only been realized now. It's feels different, the feeling is so good, much intimate than their skins touching. This new feeling is something he still can't get use to and he couldn't hide his blushing face from overwhelming shyness. 

"T-Taeyong?"

"Let's stay like this for awhile."

The reply is quick and short. Taeyong unmatched coolness even in that situation is rude, at least towards Yuta who fail to stay calm in that position. His chest is pounding so hard like it's about to burst anytime soon. And Taeyong knew, painting a brilliant smile on his face before he landed a kiss on Yuta's nape. It's like a final blow that send shiver through his body before he falls on the floor.

"..ngh!"

The soft touch of Taeyong's lips warms his body to the point it's burning inside. Yuta couldn't get up on the spot, he still trembling not to the cold but the unexpected electric shock of sexuality that surges through his body. 

Have I become too sensitive? He thought to himself.

"Yuta, are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Please don't touch me! I can get up myself."

Unsure on how to face Taeyong after overreacted to his sudden little attack, Yuta crawling awkwardly towards the bed and get on it to secure his comfort zone. But the little comfort greeted him only for a second as he turns around and meeting Taeyong's eyes, find himself unable to act naturally with the awkward distance between them. 

"Stop it!"

Yuta urges him to stop staring but Taeyong find it's thrilling, couldn't stop grinning nor stop looking at him. Yuta's reactions are so good that they incite his desires to tease him even more.