inseperable; jaeyong

six (m)

- present -

johnny continued to plant soft and gentle kisses on taeyong's thighs, hoping to get some sort of reaction from the younger. but taeyong was anywhere but in reality. he seemed distracted and unaware.

but johnny continued, trailing his kisses until he planted a couple on taeyong's lips. but to his frustration, the latter did nothing in return, not even a kiss back.

'earth to taeyong?' johnny finally sat beside him, annoyance clear in his tone.

'huh? ah, i'm sorry.' taeyong shook his head as if to slip all his thoughts from out of his mind. 'let's continue.'

and taeyong did so, although not currently in planet earth, flipping johnny over and straddling him as he rested their lips together, biting his bottom lip for entrance. their tongues tackled, their breathing becoming heavier and their movements more desperate.

all taeyong needed right now was somebody to fuck his mind away. but at the same time, this wasn't working.

it didn't even pleasure him the way johnny went rough, or fast, or even did that thing he liked when he kissed his back while fucking him.

nothing was working.

and it was frustrating him. agitation grew bigger inside of him until he couldn't take it anymore.

'fuck, johnny, i can't right now.' he pushed the older off, who was as confused as he was.

'did i do something wrong?' johnny questioned, his annoyance growing in his tone.

'no, it's not you. i'm just...i'm not here right now.' taeyong sort of whispered, sitting up and digging himself some space under the covers.

'you can talk to me, you know.' johnny did the same, wrapping his arms around the younger and resting his chin on his shoulder. 'i noticed that something's bothering you a lot lately.'

'it's nothing serious.'

it's foolish if anything.

'is it about that person you keep thinking you're seeing?'

taeyong rolled around to face the older, his eyebrows curling up a bit. 'actually, yes.'

'i'm sure it's somebody important if you keep seeing them.'

it is...so important.

'not really.'

'have you tried confronting them?'

'confronting?' taeyong repeated, hope filling in his eyes.

'yeah. maybe it'll ease you. see who it really is. worst case senário, it's a high school bully.'

'what if he doesn't remember me? i mean, if it is him.' taeyong half whispered, his eyes connecting with johnny's surprised ones.

'him?'

'nevermind. maybe i'm just going insane.' taeyong forced out a soft chuckle, then dug his face into johnny's chest, finding comfort in the way the latter held him so tightly and securely.

confronting him.

i...cant.