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Soobin is trying his best to detach his consciousness from his ears because now he can hear quick whispers outside his door.
He assumes it's Taehyun asking Beomgyu about their conversation. The realization that he’s being discussed by the other two men just behind the thin door that separates them makes his heart start to race with anxiety. He hadn’t made Taehyun promise to keep his confessions a secret before he left, and at this point that secrecy would likely not do much to avoid the conversation with Taehyun that was certain to come.
Still lying on his back, spread on the carpet like a dejected starfish waiting for the sun or a higher power to end his misery, he lets out a loud and drawn out sigh.
“Wow, that much weighing on your pretty little head huh?”
Soobin jumps out of his skin.
He hadn’t heard the other man come in, hadn’t even felt the door move.
He decides to ignore the comment because he’s just not ready for this yet, but that doesn't stop the blush that spreads across his cheeks. Taehyun called him pretty. Without looking away from his very intent exploration of the light fixtures on the ceiling he mumbles, “you can leave my stuff on the chair.”
Now he does hear the other man shift as he sets his bag down on his desk chair but after a few seconds silence takes over the room again.
He’d be lying if he said that every muscle in his body wasn’t begging him to look over at the strawberry haired man but he knew that the second he did he would lose the last shred of control over his emotions. He would rather run naked through the dorm then cry for a third time in one day.
Soobin is caught up in his own thoughts again, still staring at the light with his eyes slightly glazed over and unfocused, when the room seems to dim.
As his eyes come back into focus he notices that the room is in fact exactly the same but that now there is Taehyun staring down at him covering up the light he had been staring into.
“Binnie I think we should really talk about everything that happened today”
Soobin is once again taken aback by how absolutely mesmerizing the other man is, his gasp is caught in his throat. He swallows it down, not wanting to give Taehyun a reaction.
Taehyun still has the easy smirk on his face that he had sported during their encounter in the car but everything else about him seems to have changed. He was visibly damp from a shower, hair still slightly weighed down by water but drying quickly into a fluffy mess, and now wearing a loose black t-shirt. Soobins eyes drifted down his body, a pale flush flooding his face as he sees that the other man’s bottom half is covered in sweatpants… gray sweatpants. They’re hanging off his hips barely held up by the drawstring and, as is the normal nature of gray sweatpants, are showing off the man's slight bulge. He sure as hell did not hear a single word the other man had said.
Taehyun lets out a chuckle and he knows he’s been caught but at this point he’s felt embarrassment so many times that day that he barely even feels the wave of butterflies and shivers that run through his body.
He still pulls his eyes away quickly refocusing on the ceiling behind the standing man, trying to see through him.
Taehyun tries again, “Binnie please talk to me. I’m so sorry I made you cry.” Hoping this might prompt a response.
Soobin still says nothing, only letting out another drawn out sigh when he fails at unfocusing his eyes. Finally he moves, but only to flip onto his stomach and plant his face firmly into the carpet. He stays that way for a few seconds, slightly suffocating on the fuzzy fibers stuck up his nose, before coming up gasping for air lightly. A small whine of protest slipping out of his mouth.
Up until now Taehyun had still been standing patiently by his head, fondly staring down at the older man, almost locked in a trance of his own. It isn't until the whine escapes Soobin that he shakes his head remembering why he was here in the first place.
Soobin is staring at the feet next to his head now so Taehyun finally decides to bring this little tantrum to an end.
He moves behind the other man and reaches down to grab ahold of his midsection. With little effort he drags the man up to his knees. Soobin can feel his insides stirring at the realization that the other, smaller, man is completely holding his weight up with hardly a struggle. Despite his piqued interest he goes limp in Taehyun’s hold letting himself slide towards the floor again.
Unfortunately for the taller man, Taehyun is not giving up.
He readjusts his hold bringing his arms under Soobin’s armpits and heaves him partly onto the bed. Soobin lands bent over the bed, chest down on the edge of the mattress, his lower half still hanging off the side. He plants his feet into the ground attempting to resist further movement. He seems to be succeeding for a few seconds.
That is until Taehyun swings his palm firmly onto his ass.
Soobin’s brain is sounding its alarm again because WHAT THE FUCK.
This has finally caught Soobin’s attention because he may have a lot of patience but it’s not inexhaustible.
It might also be because the slap sent a harsh shot of lightning right back down into his abdomen but he does not feel like unpacking what that could mean right now, his only thought is that he is angry.
He flys up onto his feet quickly turning to face the other man. Taehyun looks a little too smug for Soobin’s liking. Without pausing to think, Soobin starts stalking towards the smaller man. Dark expression on his face, jaw set firmly.
“What the fuck Taehyun?” He’s all but yelling.
Taehyun only giggles at his reaction but takes a step back. Soobin closes the gap quickly, pushing in closer to the shorter man. Shoving his face in even further, their noses centimeters from brushing together.
Taehyun is still giggling as if intent on provoking Soobin even more. He takes another step back but Soobin is still pressed right against him.
Taehyun goes to step back again only to feel himself hit the wall behind him.
Now Soobin is the one with a smirk adorning his face. He silently reaches down Taehyun’s arms, encircling his wrists in his larger hands and pinning them to the wall above the shorter boy's head.
This time Taehyun doesn’t giggle.
Something in his playful demeanor has changed, his pupils are deep and blown wide open, his lips are slightly parted, and his chest is moving up and down quickly like he's taking in too much air yet not enough all at once.
It's true that Taehyun has always been shorter than Soobin but he has never looked smaller, in the tall blond’s eyes, than in that moment.
Taehyun, defiant till the end, whispers out “now was that so hard?” in a tone so calm and collected it makes Soobin question who’s really in control in that moment.
That brief flash of doubt is all Taehyun needs as he quickly frees his wrists and flips their stances. Now Soobin’s back is against the wall and feeling his arms held firmly in the other's hands is making him melt into a puddle, like ice cream that's come too close to the burning sun. The realization that Taehyun has pushed one of his knees between his thighs does nothing to alleviate his already fuzzy state of mind.
He has no escape anymore. Nowhere to run to. Not even a flash of remaining anger to use.
But he realizes now that he doesn't really mind. Not at all. Quite the opposite actually.
Soobin is caught up in his thoughts again. Looking down towards where Taehyun’s leg is supporting his weight, having lost the ability to stand on his own two feet, when he vaguely hears Taehyun say his name.
“Soobin”... silence. “Hyung”... silence. “Soob”... silence. “Binnie”... silence “Baby”... oh.
Soobin blushes. He’s still looking down but now Taehyun knows he’s listening from his reaction alone.
“You like that don’t you?” Taehyun questions now moving one of his hands away from Soobins wrists to lightly stroke his cheek. “Like being called Baby?”
Soobin finally nods but Taehyun isn't satisfied yet.
He digs his thigh further between his legs and leans in getting impossibly closer to whisper into Soobin’s ear, “Use your words Baby, let me hear that pretty voice.”
Soobin has absolutely no idea why Taehyun is being so nice to him right now. He is slightly worried in the back of his mind that it might be because Taehyun is trying to find a way to let him down easily but that thought hardly passes through his mind before being pushed out again. Something in Taehyun’s voice, his presence, is making the older man want to do as he’s told.
Plus, Taehyun called him pretty AGAIN. Well his voice but that's part of him too!
He’s still looking down but he does finally speak again, mumbling out a strangled yes.
A lazy smirk breaks across Taehyun’s face. This is progress at least he’s talking now.
He keeps petting soobins cheek softly noticing the way the taller man subconsciously nuzzles further into his hand like a shy puppy, or maybe a big startled bunny. Slowly he pulls Soobin’s remaining pinned arm away from the wall letting it fall to his side.
He starts to back away from the taller man, only meaning to move them to the bed where they could sit and speak more comfortably, but before he takes more than a few steps Soobin’s arms have come up to hold his waist pulling him back to their previous closeness.
Soobin seems to have slouched down the wall a bit as despite being the taller of the two he is still looking up at him. Taehyun looks down and his heart almost breaks when he makes eye contact with the other man's wide sad eyes glistening with forming tears.
Pangs of worry shoot through Taehyun. He reaches down to Soobin’s face again trying to comfort the blond. He finally questions, “What’s wrong, Baby?”
Soobin doesn’t hesitate this time, “Please don't leave me.” His voice cracks a little at the end of his sentence and Taehyun can feel his heart break along with it.
He had thought he had been clear with his advances and intentions. Even before today he had never been shy or subtle about his feelings for the other man. He knew the rest of the members saw the way he looked at the blond. They even teased him about the lengths he would go to to make the other happy. Coming home later than the rest to bring Soobin his favorite snacks from the convenience store. Stocking a secret supply of his favorite bread and drinks for their leader’s particularly hard days. Allowing the other man to sneak into his bed in the middle of the night for an extra hug or cuddle session. He had just had him pinned to a wall and called him “Baby” for god's sake! He had failed to realize that everyone knew of his feelings but the man he had the feelings for. Looking down at the soft tearful eyes pleading up at him he realized that maybe he hadn’t been as clear as he thought. He needed to fix this, and soon, because Soobin looked on the verge of imploding.
He shook himself out of his spiraling thoughts. Leaning down closer to the blond’s ear. “I would never leave you.”
Taehyun pulled Soobin into his chest, hugging him tightly. The older man deflated into the hug, still shaking slightly. Taehyun lifted his chin to peer down at his face and saw that tears were rolling down his slightly blotchy cheeks. He quickly went to wipe them away but Soobin just sighed in defeat.
“I was really trying not to break my crying record today, I draw the line at four times in one day” he huffed out with a pout.
Taehyun giggled because god he just wanted to kiss the pout off the other man but then he remembered Soobin was still not aware of that fact.
The strawberry haired man cleared his throat and for what felt like the hundredth time that day said, “Binnie can we talk about today?”
Soobin’s features fell a little but he recovered quickly, reminding himself that the other man was not going to cast him off completely even if what was about to come out of his mouth was a rejection. Soobin trusted he would at least be gentle
He finally nods his head allowing himself to be dragged back to the abandoned bed on the other side of the room.
***
The two of them have been sitting for a few seconds both planning out what they have to say.
Surprisingly Soobin is the first to break the silence with a tentative question.
“What did you want to talk about from today?”
Taehyun sucks in a breath. Here goes nothing.
“During filming today, I know that things may have gone a little far during the wrestling match.”
Soobin sucked in a breath at that, his mind whispering Oh no here it comes. He tried to hush his inner worries to focus on the rest of Taehyun’s words.
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I got worried when you tried to avoid me in the car and then you all but ran away from me. I thought maybe I had hurt you or been too rough.”
Soobin couldn’t even hide the shocked scoff that escaped him.
The younger man looked at him confused. A slight frown adorning his pretty features.
Soobin settled down after a moment but giggled a little before exclaiming “That’s NOT why I was avoiding you!”
Taehyun looks even more puzzled now, “Then what was it?!” he asks, a little disgruntled by the other laughing at him.
Soobin hesitates for a second before finally admitting, “I was embarrassed that you might have noticed my erection during the game. I wasn’t upset at you but I was mortified.” The admission of guilt was too much for him. He looked away quickly trying to avoid looking anywhere near the other man.
Now it was Taehyun’s turn to let out a little laugh. Soobin felt his face flood with heat again.
The strawberry haired man looked over at the blond tomato beside him and tried his best to contain himself for Soobin’s sake. He looked away and, in his best nonchalant voice, confessed “Honestly, I did feel it but I wasn’t too surprised. We all know how much you enjoy our roughhousing, I had my suspicions that you enjoyed it in another way too.”
Soobin wanted to die.
Did this mean the whole group knew about his embarrassing enjoyment of their frequent sparring matches and arm wrestling competitions? His thoughts were running a mile a minute but they came to a sudden reeling halt hearing Taehyun's next words.
“It also wasn’t the first time I’ve felt you get hard, I guess you could say I’m used to it.”
This was new information for the blond. He quickly flipped through his memories but he could not find a single other time anything like this had happened. So what was the other man talking about? Curiosity may not have killed the cat but it sure was about to assassinate the Soobin.
His voice came out surprisingly steady considering his inner turmoil, “When were the other times?”
Taehyun, who had been looking to the side for the majority of the conversation, now turned towards him, that annoying ever present little smirk adorning his face again.
“You sneak into my room a lot at night and you don’t always leave after you've given your hugs.” Soobin, unable to mask his reaction, lets a look of hurt cross his face. Taehyun quickly continues, “Which is fine, I actually like holding something in my sleep but I tend to wake up earlier than you… sometimes to more than one surprise in my bed.” Soobin is staring at him slack jawed.
All those nights that he would slide in next to a sleeping taehyun and press himself against his back. There’s too many to count.
He knows that at this point it's useless to feel any degree of shame around Taehyun but he still wants the ground to swallow him up at the thought of the younger man waking up frequently to the feeling of his erection pressed to his leg, or back, or, or … Don’t go there Soobin.
He can't help but wonder why the younger man never said anything about it before.
He slightly raises an eyebrow to himself trying to reverse the situation and decide what he would have done if he was Taehyun. He quickly concludes he wouldn’t have said anything either it would save them both some embarrassment and besides it wouldn’t even cross his mind as anything more since Taehyun was straight which was probably the same assumption the other man had made.
That is except for the fact that Soobin was now pretty certain the other man knew he was not straight.
He wasn’t completely sure if the other man had connected the dots yet but if he was honest there was no heterosexual explanation for his interest in strong men. Having slouched into himself throughout the last few minutes of revelations, he now looked up at the younger man through his lashes, still too nervous to make full eye contact. Taehyun was already looking at his face intently and it sent shivers down his spine to be watched with so much focus.
Before he had the chance to lose his nerve he blurted out, “I’m gay.” The confession came out unplanned, rushed, and shockingly loud compared to the volume of the rest of their conversation.
For the first time all day it seemed Taehyun was the one at a loss for words. His face blanked, expression completely unreadable.
Soobin began backtracking now. Stuttering slightly as he squeaked out, “I-I mean not gay,, actually I-”
His pathetic excuse for an explanation was cut off by the force of the other man pushing their lips together.
Soobin hadn’t even felt the younger man move from his spot on the bed a few feet from him but the taste of watermelon and mint was unmistakably Taehyun.
He’s frozen in place. This was not the reaction he expected at all. WHAT WAS HAPPENING.
Mustering every last remaining shred of sanity, he found the strength to pull away from the other man, holding him at arm's length.
The strength of the kiss and approach had toppled them over onto the rest of the bed, Taehyun was now sitting comfortably in Soobin’s lap looking at the man with a confused expression.
Soobin’s brain wanted to scream because how was HE the confused one right now. If anything, the confused one should be Soobin.
Soobin still holding Taehyun by the shoulders whispered, “What the fuck?”
Taehyun only blinked down at him.
Louder now he repeated, “What the FUCK?”
The blond was slightly offended, he didn’t need pity kisses. He didn't want pity kisses. Even if they came from the boy he had been unknowingly falling for for years.
He spoke again this time with an edge in his voice as he moved to get up from under the other man, “I don't need your pity.” He silently wonders how he found himself in this position yet again, pinned down by the weight of the other's body on his.
Taehyun finally snaps.
One second he’s sitting calmly on the taller blond the next he’s forcefully shoving him back down onto the bed holding his wiggling arms and pinning his kicking legs down with his own. Taehyun had really put his sparring knowledge to work today.
“You just don’t fucking get it do you?”
Soobin stills a little looking up at the other man. He's confused because there’s nothing to get about this situation. His straight best friend gave him a pity kiss to shut up his failed coming out moment.
He still says nothing, trying and failing to push against the other man's strong grip. This might be the one time he isn’t enjoying being held down by a strong man.
Taehyun is not letting up now that he’s snapped. The words come out like tons of water escaping a broken dam.
“You just don’t get why I do all those small unnecessary things for you. Let you cuddle me even though I don't particularly like hugs. Follow you around like some kind of pet. God, everyone can see it but you!”
Soobin has stopped struggling, it’s as if the other man’s words have punched the fight out of him.
“This isn’t fucking pity Soobin.” A subtle pause follows but Soobin barely notices too focused on the glossy look of the other’s lips. “Why can’t you see that I’m in love with you”
Oh.
Soobin is blinking up at the distressed man on his lap. His tongue feels heavy and his throat feels like he's licked the entirety of the South Korean coastline and swallowed it, lump lodged in his throat.
He blinks one last time before speaking, perhaps the two most infuriating words he could have said in that moment, “You’re gay?”
“YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!” Taehyun is whisper-yelling. “Everyone in this fucking group is gay!” His voice softens and trails off as he looks down at Soobin processing his words.
Soobin doesn't say anything. There’s nothing left to say. Instead he wiggles one of his hands free from Taehyun’s loosening grip, places it on the back of his neck and pulls him back down into a burning kiss.
The second their lips meet it is as if an electric spark has replaced Soobin’s heartbeat. He can feel it travel down from his lips through his abdomen catching the pit of his stomach on fire and continue on to the tip of his toes and shaky fingers. He feels like he’s burning up, the only relief being the exact thing consuming him, Taehyun.
The kiss seems to go on forever, both of them not wanting to come up for air, scared that if this moment ends they’ll be forced to think rationally rather than act on the desire both of them are feeling in that moment. Taehyun’s hand, now empty of one of Soobins wrists, starts to wander tentatively. He reaches down to hold Soobins waist where his shirt and hoodie have since ridden up revealing a soft patch of stomach. His hand stays there for a moment, making sure the man beneath him is still okay. He slowly trails his hand to the side squeezing lightly as he moves towards the blond's back, fingernails scraping the skin ever so slightly.
At the feeling of nails across his skin Soobin finally breaks the kiss for a split second to let out a small whimper while moving his hips up towards Taehyun subconsciously.
Taehyun lets out a chuckle at the reaction, moving his head down towards the other man's neck intent on testing out a theory. Soobin starts to whine at the absence of the others' lips on his. He’s about to speak when instead he lets out a squeak at the feeling of the other man mouthing at the slight vein on his neck. He can feel the strawberry haired man smiling against the skin of his neck, he would be annoyed at his cockiness if he hadn't just let out an embarrassingly loud moan at the feeling of the other man pulling his skin between his teeth and sucking on it harshly. The idea that the action will leave a mark on him only excites him more as his grip on the back of Taehyun’s head tightens slightly.
The smaller man, satisfied with his theory, moves his head back up to look into Soobin’s already slightly glassy eyes. His hand begins to trail downwards again reaching the patch of exposed skin but this time,rather than lingering, he continues its journey down. He briefly stops at the waistband of Soobin’s sweats toying with the drawstring while still looking deeply into the others eyes. He speaks for the first time in a while.
“You like pain don't you?”
The question catches Soobin off-guard. How could Taehyun possibly know that already? Poor oblivious Soobin.
Attempting to keep some air of decorum he puffs out, “ What? No! Why would you think that?”
Taehyun clicks his tongue allowing his hand to dip further down, applying some pressure on Soobin’s noticeable hard-on through his pants. “Just a theory,” he responds after savoring the noises that escape the blond.
“Well, your theory is wrong.” Soobin declares definitely, intent on ignoring his previous reaction all together.
“Is that so?” Taehyun chuckles, “Is that why one spank had you arching your back and panicking?”
Soobin rolls his eyes but a slight blush has spread across his cheeks because Taehyun is right and they both know it.
“I wasn’t panicking, I was angry. You should be scared of me angry.” The last sentence, meant to be intimidating, comes out in a pout instead as his voice climbs towards a whine.
Taehyun presses his hand down, still over Soobin’s dick, harsher this time. His voice, the complete opposite to his actions as he coos out “Aww, is that so? Was Baby trying to put me in my place? Didn’t work very well for you, did it?”
Soobin feels like collapsing, stomach flipping excitedly at Taehyun’s teasing, but he is already spread flat on the bed under the other man, he has nowhere else to go. Something about the other's tone and acknowledgment of his failed bratty tendencies have his dick twitching pathetically between his legs. He needs Taehyun and he needs him now.
He moves his hand, which had abandoned its spot in Taehyun’s hair to pathetically clutch the sheets beneath him, back to tangle in the messy strawberry locks at the base of his neck. Once he’s gotten a firm grip on a handful of hair he tugs down pulling the man closer to his face. In a voice neither of them had ever heard before, sultry and smooth, he lets out “I’m still older than you, you should treat me with respect. Besides, I think I did perfectly fine if it gets you to fuck me.”
Taehyun curses under his breath. He was not expecting such a direct statement to come out of the usually shy man under him. It stirs something deep in his gut but it also brings Taehyun back to the present. Is he really about to fuck his best friend? Is this okay? Concern crosses his face in flashes, the last thing he wants is to take it too far and have either of them regret it. He knows in his heart regardless of what happens next he would not have any regrets but he's not so sure about the man beneath him. His usual shyness was gone and he seemed to be enjoying himself if his arousal was anything to judge by but he had to make sure this was really okay.
Softening his voice a little he looked down at the other man and said “Baby, I just want to make sure this is really what you want. I don’t want us to have any regrets later, if you need time to think about it I understand. Don’t feel pressured to rush into anything right now.”
Soobin has no lingering doubt in his words. “This is what I want. You’re what I want.” His voice drops even further, still maintaining a soft whine, “So hurry up and do something about it.”
Taehyun, having mustered every last shred of self-restraint to pose the question, cracks immediately at the others' confirmations.
Moving to get up he slurs out, “I’ll be right back, need something.”
He’s barely pulled away when he gets yanked back towards the bed by the collar of his own hoodie. He looks down at Soobin, eyebrows raised in question. Taehyun can immediately tell that the blond’s shyness has returned based on the way his slight flush from earlier has deepened to an almost ruby toned shade. Averting his eyes from the man’s questioning stare, Soobin nods towards the bedside table, “First drawer on the right.” is all he says.
The strawberry haired man is slightly surprised. He knows he shouldn’t be, god knows they’re all men and they have needs, but somehow the idea of his shy friend having a stash of condoms and lube at the ready never crossed his mind as a possibility.
His shock is only doubled when he opens the drawer to find the equivalent of a pharmacy’s sexual health and family planning aisle stocked within, in orderly labeled containers no less.
“Wow, this is more organized than any other part of our dorm is, including the skin care closet.”
Soobin is starting to regret exposing his collection to the public, that's a little dramatic considering the public is one Kang Taehyun. He brings his hands up to hide his burning face refusing to acknowledge the other shopping around in the drawer. It isn’t until Taehyun speaks again that Soobin forces himself to pull it together. His brain scolds him, this man is about to fuck him. Now is no time to be embarrassed. But he is, and distracted because he definitely heard Taehyun say something and he also definitely has no idea what it was.
“Huh?” he mumbles out. ‘Very eloquent’ his brain scolds him, could he sound any dumber?
Taehyun, still looking through the drawer, repeats his question with a stiff chuckle. “I said, why do you have all this stuff?”
The man’s voice seems different when it hits Soobin’s ears. Tight, upset, maybe even a little hurt. In an attempt to lighten the situation Soobin teases,”Is someone jealous?”
Taehyun turns towards him with a few things in hand, now he can see the way his jaw is set firmly and eyebrows are slightly furrowed, eyes even darker than before. A shiver runs down Soobin’s spine under the weight of the other man’s stare.
“Yes. I am” Taehyun lets out blankly.
He sets down what he had been holding on top of the bedside table, Soobin catching a peak of a black and gold condom package and some strawberry lube. Distracted by observing Taehyun’s selections he hadn’t noticed the other man stepping closer to him until he felt his hand pulling his face up by his jaw to look him in the eyes.
“I’ll ask again, since I feel particularly nice tonight, why do you have all this stuff? Why do you have every possible condom size at your disposal?”
Soobin can feel the heat radiating from his face. He had never been one to share the tales of his sexual endeavors with the other members. He knew that some of them did talk about it but it just never seemed to come up for him. Still he didn’t like the implication that the others had thought he wasn't getting any action.
Brattiness winning over his embarrassment he spit back, “You’re not the only one that can get around.”
Taehyun raised an eyebrow, “You think I get around?”
Soobin, feeling that he had successfully deflected, took a breath and continued “I know you do, I hear the whispers around you at award shows, Music Bank, clubs. Not to mention that the walls in this dorm are paper thin. Everyone wants a piece of Kang Taehyun.” His voice, which had been holding his frosty tone, cracked a bit.
The man's grip on his chin softened, “Does that bother you?”
“I know it shouldn’t.”
“But does it?”
His voice was a whisper now, “Yes.”
Soobin was looking everywhere he could to avoid the other man's eyes.
Taehyun began climbing onto the bed again, moving to sit between Soobin’s legs. He calmly rubbed Soobins legs with his palms, attempting to soothe the other man. Still massaging slowly he begins to speak to the blond hoping he’s listening, “The only person I ever really wanted was you.” A pause. “But, I didn’t think it was possible and to distract myself I fell into a pattern I’m not proud of.” Soobin looked up at the man in front of him as he continued. “Once I realized my feelings weren’t changing I stopped sleeping around but I guess reputations never die huh?”
There was nothing but silence for a moment. Taehyun could see the wheels turning in Soobin’s brain as he thought through the new information. Finally, Soobin lets out a huff of air, pulling the man up towards him by his hoodie again, “This is stupid. I don't care who you’ve been with before. Just that you’re with me now.” Now it's Taehyun’s turn to let out a sigh of relief. He doesn’t miss a beat in leaning down and trapping the blonds lips in a kiss.
The kiss starts off sweet and chaste, the two smoothing over the tense moments with little giggles here and there. But as the minutes begin to pass the sweet kiss quickly devolves into a rough and slightly slobbery mess as they push all their frustration, anxieties, and fears into the moment. Taehyun bites down on Soobin’s bottom lip tugging it between his teeth slightly, at that the man beneath him lets out a high pitched moan, breaking the kiss and throwing his head back slightly exposing his neck. Taehyun takes the opportunity to start kissing down the man's cheek towards his exposed neck veins. Peppering kisses and leaving little nips at the skin here and there. A few kisses later he finally reaches the neckline of Soobin’s sweater. With no hesitation he reaches down and starts working it off his body, throwing it carelessly to the ground next to the bed.
Now topless, Soobin is feeling exposed, almost self conscious. What if he’s not what the other man was expecting? The thought quickly disappears like a puff of smoke as the man on top of him keeps kissing and biting at his chest, working his way down. His mind is still on the verge of spiraling when he suddenly feels something wet and slightly rough against his nipple.
“Aghh” the sound escapes him before he can stop it. He quickly bites down on his lip to stifle his noises, a bit embarrassed of the possibility of the other members overhearing them. Taehyun is not going easy on him, moving on from licking his sensitive bud to sucking on it fully letting his teeth graze the sensitive nerves. Another moan muffled by his closed mouth escapes him.
Now the other man looks up at him with a stern look on his face. “Did I tell you to muffle yourself?”
Soobin, still not trusting himself to speak, just shakes his head no.
Taehyun cracks an evil smile. “Use your pretty words, Baby.”
Soobin blinks once, then again, not sure if he can even speak at the moment.
The man on top of him coaxes him on, “Come on be a good boy, Binnie. Use your words.”
He feels the stirring in the pit of his stomach come back at the other man’s words. Wanting to be good for Taehyun he slowly releases his lip from between his teeth to speak, “N- ahhH oh my GOD.”
The second he had released his lip to speak, Taehyun had reached back towards his sensitive nipples, biting down on one lightly and flicking the other one with his fingertips.
Hearing Soobins reaction loud and clear he looks up at him again, “Good Boy.” Soobin’s hip rut against Taehyun’s thigh at the praise followed by a high pitched whine. At the movement Taehyun’s predatory smirk returns, “Praise kink huh? I should’ve known.”
Soobin is past the point of embarrassment now. He doesn’t care what anyone thinks anymore, he just needs Taehyun. “Tae please,” he stutters out.
Taehyun had gone back to kissing his way down his torso ever so slowly. He barely lifts his lips off of Soobin’s body to murmur back, “What was that, Baby?”
The blond man lets out a little sob allowing his hips to rut against Taehyun again. This time though Taehyun reaches his hands down and stills his hips with a firm hold. “I know you’re not trying to get off without me, are you?”
The other man shakes his head letting out another soft plea, “P-please.”
Taehyun coos down at the man beneath him enjoying how desperately he seemed to need him. Running his hand down this hip he asks, “What is it baby? Tell me what you want.”
His hands have now traveled back up to the waistband of Soobin’s pants, thumbs hooking on the edge poised to pull the pants down and off the writhing man. Soobin’s eyes are glassy again and Taehyun can tell that forming sentences is becoming a struggle for him already. The blond blinks trying to focus on communicating rather than the weight of the other man's hands so close to his throbbing and neglected dick. Finally he is able to whisper out, “Want you to touch me.”
The strawberry haired man did hear what he said but toying with the blond was too much fun to resist a little teasing. “What was that, love? I didn’t hear you?”
The blond whispers it out again, “Want you to touch me.” This time only a bit louder.
Playing deaf again the man above him leans down closer before demanding, “Louder.”
This time Soobin’s words are loud and clear, not just to Taehyun but possibly to the whole dorm as he screams out, “OH MY GOD JUST FUCK ME ALREADY!”
Well that certainly wasn’t shy.
Taehyun raises an eyebrow at the other man before letting the palm of his hand land lightly on his inner thigh. A warning. “Don’t get bratty with me.”
At the hit Soobin’s back arches off the bed slightly, a mewl escaping his lips.
The reaction doesn’t surprise Taehyun. “Aww did Baby like that?”
Soobin turns his head defiantly refusing to acknowledge Taehyun or his teasing. Another slap lands on his thigh, harder this time. “Answer me, Brat.”
The blond stifles his moan but nods slightly still turned away from the other man. Taehyun knows he’s been teasing Soobin all day so he decides to let the teasing go, at least for now. “Good boy.”
His thumbs finally begin sliding down, pulling off the other man's pants, dragging down his underwear along with it. Beneath him Soobin inhales sharply at the feeling of the cold air against his painfully hard erection. Taehyun is mesmerized by the other man. He wonders how someone can look absolutely angelic while their dick lays against their stomach leaking tauntingly.
Completely enthralled by the man beneath him he leans down, capturing his lips back into a kiss. Soobin, now hyper-aware of the fact that he is fully naked while Taehyun is still fully dressed, begins to tug at his sweater attempting to pull it off his body. Taehyun chuckles at the others clumsy attempts before leaning back to sit onto his knees and pulling it off himself, tossing it to the side letting it join the pile of discarded clothes on the floor. His pants follow soon after, now only in boxers Soobin has a full view of the man above him. He had never paid much attention to Taehyun’s body before and was shocked to find out that under that oversized sweater the man had been hiding washboard abs and lean toned muscles. His fuzzy brain tells him it made perfect sense considering how much the other worked out and how strong he was proving to be but seeing it first hand was a whole lot different to knowing it.
His hand began reaching up curiously. Seeing that the other man wasn’t stopping him he tentatively ran his fingertips over Taehyun’s biceps up towards his chest and then down his torso, completely lost in the way the muscles contracted and relaxed beneath his touch.
His thoughts were finally interrupted by Taehyun cockily asking, “Like what you see?”
He lightly swatted the younger man's peck, refusing to dignify the question with a response. Taehyun didn't need his ego stroked anymore, but maybe he could stroke something else. As if reading his mind Taehyun finally stripped himself of his last article of clothing, exposing his erection to the blond. Soobin’s already large eyes widened even more, what Taehyun lacked in height, compared to him, he made up for in other inches. Before he was able to overthink anything he began sliding his hand down from Taehyun's chest towards his obvious erection.
The man just watched the blond amused and a little curious about what he planned to do. With no hesitation Soobin wrapped a hand around the base of Taehyun’s dick drawing a low groan out of the younger man. Not missing a beat he began shuffling onto his knees, mouth watering at the sight before him. Taehyun had a nice dick maybe the nicest he’d ever seen, impressive in size and girth and flushed a pretty pink from arousal with a long vein traveling the length of it. Something in Soobin’s brain was telling him he needed it in his mouth immediately.
Looking up at the man through his eyelashes he asked, “Can I suck you off first?”
Taehyun’s heart did a little flip inside his chest. The other man looked so cute and eager to please, how could he say no? “Of course baby.” As soon as the response left his lips Soobin leaned down leaving a kitten lick across the head of his dick. “Fuck” Taehyun knew then and there he was screwed.
Encouraged by the other man’s sounds Soobin continued his work, slowly sliding the man’s length into his mouth making sure to hollow out his cheeks and swirl his tongue the best he could. He’s focusing so hard he almost misses the other man speaking only perking up at the feeling of a hand running through his hair, “Oh my god, Baby. Who taught you this?” He only lets out a small huff of air through his nose before refocusing.
He may be good at blowjobs but he does still have a gag reflex and he knows he’s getting close to triggering it. But he’s determined, sliding down a little further he feels the head of the other man's cock hit the back of his throat triggering a sloppy gurgling noise to escape him as he tries to breath through his nose. He looks down and is slightly disappointed to see that he’s still missing a few inches. He pulls off a bit but sinks back down again while wrapping his hand around the part he can’t fit. At this point Taehyun is a cursing mess above him and a sense of pride swells in him knowing it's a result of his own doing. He hollows out his cheeks with extra force trying to earn another moan. Which he does along with a loud exclamation of “Holy Fuck!”
Despite himself he giggles around the other man’s length finding it amusing that the dominant man was not so dominant right now. His enjoyment doesn't last long as he feels the hand in his hair tighten harshly sending that now familiar electric shock through his stomach.
Taehyun’s voice is a little horse as he mumbles out, “I know you’re not laughing right now, are you?” He shakes his head still working his tongue around the tip of the other man’s cock dragging his teeth against the shaft lightly as he sinks back down the length.
This time he earns no reaction from the other man as he continues, “Really? It sounded a lot like a laugh. Do you want to know what happens to bad boys that lie?” The burning sensation in the pit of Soobin’s stomach doubles. Despite himself he nods his head, admitting guilt. “Taehyun’s the one chuckling now as he says, “Tap my leg twice if you want me to stop.”
Soobin has no time to wonder why he was told to tap his leg as he immediately feels the hold on his hair tighten and pull him up forcefully, then back down, and back up again. The realization that Taehyun is fucking his mouth has a visceral reaction on the man a loud almost pornographic moan escaping him as he attempts to press his legs together to alleviate some of the pressure his aching erection is feeling.
Taehyun can’t believe he’s lucky enough to hear it, “Fuck, you like that huh, Baby? Like how I’m using your little mouth?” Soobin is letting out an almost constant stream of sounds now, mixes of his gurgling gag reflexes and mewls at Taehyun’s words. Taehyun can see, from the leaking mess escaping the other’s neglected dick, how much his words are affecting him and that only makes him keep talking. “Can’t even fit my whole dick in your mouth can you, Love? But you’re still trying like a good little slut. My good little slut.” The words are absolute filth but the weird mix of degradation and praise is sending Soobin reeling. He can’t hold back anymore now fully rocking his hips trying to find some relief.
Taehyun thrusts up into his mouth a few more times enjoying the tight wet heat before finally pulling him off completely. Soobin sucks in deep breaths having been almost completely breathless for the past few minutes. His eyes had watered and tears ran down his face but for the first time today he didn't mind them. He looked up at the other man who immediately placed a kiss on his lips pushing him back to his previous place on the mattress. Soobin’s more than a little disappointed the other man hadn’t cum yet but as he watched him reach for the lube on the bedside table his disappointment faded quickly.
Soobin is not good at controlling his bratty tendencies, this we know. He likes the consequences, this we learned. Especially when they come from Taehyun, this should be common knowledge by now. Smirking a little, excited to see what he could provoke next, he lets out a heavy sigh, “UGH, finally!”
Taehyun only looked down at him, mirroring the other’s smirk, “That eager I see.”
In response Soobin wiggled his butt down towards where the other man was kneeling between his legs. The younger man swats at his leg lightly warning him, “ Don’t start things you can't finish, Baby.”
Without missing a beat Soobin feels a wet finger circling his rim causing him to let out a loud gasp. He hadn’t even seen the other man open the bottle of lube let alone pour it onto his hand. He teasingly passes over the blonds entrance again pressing on the ring of muscles slightly but not allowing his finger to push in fully. After a second pass over Soobin lets out another whine desperately clinging to the other man’s arm.
Taehyun finally takes mercy on him and begins easing his finger into his entrance. Soobin lets out a groan at the sudden intrusion. Every bratty comment he had prepared suddenly escaped from his mind. The younger man gives him a second to adjust before moving his finger, pumping in and out a few times. The movement alone has Soobin squirming and biting down on his lip instinctively trying to keep quiet. Taehyun notices but rather than mention it again he silently adds a finger to his ministrations. At the added stretch Soobin simply bites down on his lip harder than before. Intent on not letting the other members know how absolutely wrecked he felt. Taehyun still said nothing, opting instead to place kisses down the other’s neck biting and sucking intent on leaving marks their makeup artist would hate him for tomorrow.
Now, with the added finger, instead of pumping in and out of the other man he began to slowly stretch the blond open by scissoring his fingers open, dragging them against his sensitive walls roughly. At the change in sensations Soobin let his lip fall from his mouth in a silent moan. Seeing his opportunity Taehyun closed his fingers and aimed for the other man’s prostate, first poking at it firmly. Then quickly switching to rubbing firm circles against the bundle of nerves. Unprepared, Soobin let out a wail instinctively bringing his arms up to wrap around Taehyun’s neck clinging to him while shaking uncontrollably.
Taehyun, smirking at how quickly the other man was falling apart, shushed him with mock pity. “Shhh, Baby. Wouldn’t want anyone else to hear you would you? To hear how good you feel? How you’re about to cum with just my two fingers and a few kisses?”
Soobin had tears flowing down his face freely, eyes glazed over. At the other’s words he let out a little sob, “P-please. Please. Gonna Cum!” He was trying to warn Taehyun hoping the other would slow down, he didn’t want to cum before getting actually fucked.
Unfortunately for Soobin, Taehyun had other plans. His hand slowed for a brief moment offering the blond some hope but all that dissipated as he noticed that rather than pull out his fingers the younger man had added another. Giving no time for the other to adjust he quickly continued his brutal pace alternating between stretching the blond and rubbing firmly against his prostate.
“Oh my god! Taehyun, oh my gOD! OH MY GODD!” It seemed Soobin had lost his ability to form sentences besides that simple exclamation. Still trying to ground himself the blond clung to Taehyun, it seemed all of his senses had been taken over by the strawberry haired man. He felt like he was floating in a cloud of the other man.
Taehyun leaned in closer to Soobin’s ear whispering to the man. It took all of the blonds strength to focus on the words. “Look at you, so pretty for me.” A whine escaped his lips. Taehyun chuckled. “Is this what all those other men you’ve slept with got to see?” Oh. Soobin hadn’t thought the other man had really been jealous after learning that the blond had slept around, maybe just a little surprised. Realizing that he was in fact jealous, even a little possessive, made his stomach flip and his heart stir because this was different from all those times, this was Taehyun. Soobin wished he could say that right now but his words were still lost as Taehyun continued his unrelenting pace. The younger man kept going, “Wanna know a secret, Baby?” Soobin was a little confused but nodded, or at least tried to, still rocking in the other's hold. “I’m gonna make sure you forget every man that came before me.”
Finally able to squeeze out a coherent sentence (besides the constant stream of moans, whines, and Taehyun’s name) Soobin breathily whispers out, “I already have.” Seconds after his confession his back is arching even further off the bed as his stomach becomes painted with white ribbons of sticky liquid from his neglected cock, a string of loud moans accompanying his release. Breathing heavily he flops himself back down onto the bed but Taehyun is nowhere near done with him yet.
The strawberry haired man, giving him a small break, pulls his hand out of the blond but wastes no time in locking their lips back together. Soobin is dazed but still not satisfied, he reaches up to the other man lacing his arms around his neck. Finally able to speak again he stares up at him with a pout before whining out, “You made me cum but I didn’t even get your dick.” The other man’s face allows a look of surprise to cross his features at the blond's words. He’s still not used to the way the other’s personality changes in situations like this, he might never be.
Soobin giggled through his pout, insistent on teasing the other man, hoping to prod some action out of Taehyun. He spoke again, this time dropping his voice lower and leaning his head into the crook of the other man’s neck. “It’s okay if you’re not up for it. Not everyone can last long enough to please me. In fact I think I’ve only met one person who could…”
His sentence is interrupted by his own squeal as he feels Taehyun place his arms under his thighs and lift him up with ease. Clinging to the other man he feels a rush go to his head at the realization that the shorter man is holding him up with almost no struggle. Curious as to why he’s being carried, he starts to ask, “Tae, what are you doing?”
Without answering Taehyun snapped his hips forward pushing the blond’s back into the cold wall while rubbing his crotch into Soobin’s. The friction evoking a whimper as the blond’s whose eyes fluttered shut. “Keep your eyes open,” Taehyun demanded, nudging his nose against Soobin’s cheek as he readjusted his hold on Soobin’s soft thighs, kneading his fingers into the pale skin harshly, enjoying the soft red marks that appeared. “Wanna see your pretty eyes,” he added. Soobin’s legs curled around Taehyun’s waist as he reopened his sparkling eyes to look at the other man’s face.
The strawberry haired man was swift to wrap his hand around his throbbing member, pushing the tip against Soobin’s rim, but then not sliding it into him just yet. Soobin hadn’t even noticed when the other man had rolled the condom on himself but now wasn’t the time for him to care.
“P-Please,” Soobin whispered, digging his teeth into his bottom lip as he tried to lower himself down on Taehyun’s penis, tragically unsuccessful in that attempt.
“What is it, Baby?” Taehyun inquired, in spite of being very aware of what Soobin was begging for, but fuck, he just loved to see him squirm.
“Please, Tae, just-” Soobin was fully begging, almost sobbing, wide eyes lidded and glazed over with desire.
“Say it, baby. Tell me what you need,” Taehyun demanded, smacking Soobin’s thigh, causing the
latter to yelp.
“Just-” Soobin stammered, his cheeks tinged a pretty shade of pink. “Just- Please, fuck me, Tae”
Satisfied, Taehyun finally thrusted into Soobin, unable to hold back any longer, having assembled every last ounce of self-control he had left in order to enjoy teasing the blond for a little while longer. As soon as Taehyun slammed his hips forward, Soobin let out a loud cry, his eyes going impossibly wider at the stretch and the way he suddenly felt so full. The younger man’s fingers had been enjoyable but this was something else entirely.
Taehyun stilled his movements giving the blond time a second to adjust to his size and allowing himself to enjoy the way the other man enveloped him completely. At the though and sensation of the other man around him he groaned out, “Fuck, Baby, you’re so tight.” Soobin just whined in response, head buried in the crook of Taehyun’s neck. Taehyun, needing to make sure the other man was okay, called out, “Baby, look at me.”
Soobin stirred in his hold, straightening his head to look at the other man. He looked absolutely destroyed. His eyes were glazed over a fucked out expression on his face, any remaining makeup from their shoot today smeared around his face, his lips a pretty and bright red now bitten and slightly puffy, and still Taehyun could not help but think that the blond looked absolutely angelic in that moment. He snapped out of his trance softly checking on the man in his arms, “Baby, focus. Are you okay?”
Soobin blinked his eyes a few times, the glazed over look fading as he did so. After a moment of consideration he nodded his head, “Yeah. I’m okay Tae.” He wiggled his hips in the other’s hold. “What are you waiting for? Keep going.”
At that Taehyun scoffed before harshly snapping his hips back and ramming back into the blond. “Brave to get an attitude while getting fucked against a wall.” Soobin was again rendered incapable of responding as the movement from the other man filled him up so nicely, brushing over his already abused prostate with every single slam of his hips.
The blond could do little else but roll his head back leaning against the wall behind him as loud whines escaped his mouth. “Tae-ah!” Soobin cried out, his lips parted as breathy whimpers slipped past them, “H-Harder!”
Taehyun only chuckled at the demand, his pace already relentless, “Such a needy boy aren’t you?” Without warning adding even more force to each stroke. Soobin’s arms found their way from the nape of Taehyun's neck to his back clutching onto his muscles for stability, digging his fingers in at the harsher pace certain to leave a trail of marks across his back. “Answer me,” Taehyun ordered, sweat dripping from his forehead as he continued his brutal pace slamming into the blond.
“O-only for you,” Soobin gasped out, trying to stay sane as he rocked back and forth in Taehyun’s embrace.
“What was that?” Taehyun asked, continuing his brutal pace while reaching one hand out to grab Soobin’s neglected dick. Running his thumb over the head to collect the beads of precum that were escaping the angry red tip.
At the new sensation and long awaited attention to his member Soobin let out another sob “A-Ah!”
Taehyun, only amused by the reaction, kept whispering into the blond's ear, “You love this so much, don’t you? Love it so much, when I fuck you up against a wall, hm? I bet no one has ever done that. Have they?” Soobin only groaned, rutting his hips into Taehyun’s palm desperate for more friction. “Answer me,” Taehyun insisted, his tone husky and dominant, as he tightened his hold on the blond’s dick.
Soobin shrieked at the added pressure, giving a vigorous shake of the head, “No! Only you have,” suddenly able to speak again there was no stopping the flow of words now, intent on letting the other man know how special he really was to him. “I don’t care about the men I’ve been with in the past. All I care about is you.” Taehyun cut him off by smashing their lips together in a kiss, so tender and the exact opposite of their current pace. Soobin took the opportunity to let his hands run up and down the other man's arms exploring his strong defined muscles, dizzy at the reminder that he was still being held up by the younger man.
Soobin was the first to break the kiss by letting out a loud whine at the feeling of Taehyun hitting his prostate dead on. Soobin caught his bottom lip between his teeth, his eyes fixated on Taehyun’s as he stared at him through his lashes, pushing his hips towards the other man, his palms remaining on the younger’s chest. Taehyun’s eyes darkened, the man clicking his tongue as his grasp around Soobin’s thighs tightened, abandoning the blond’s member, thrusting into him at a slower but targeted pace angling right for the sensitive bundle of nerves.
The blond haired boy shrieked out, having already been on the verge of overstimulation from his first orgasm now fully spiraling into a state of oversensitivity, his body rocking back and forth with each snap of Taehyun’s hips, little black specks adorning his vision.
“Oh my god, Taehyun-ah!” Soobin cried out feeling another orgasm building up in the pit of his stomach, the electric feeling in his gut heating up at such a rapid rate that he was certain that he was mere seconds from cumming again.
“That’s all you can do, hm? Look pretty and scream my name?” Taehyun growled, leaning in to suck on Soobin’s neck, the latter whimpering at the sweet singe of pain. At Taehyun’s teasing words, Soobin clenched around his member, till rocking his hips in sync with Taehyun, causing the other man to release a string of curses at the sudden increase in tightness.
Soobin giggled at the other man’s sounds, “You know it’s okay for you to cum first.” He was only teasing, he knew full well that he himself was only a few strokes from his release but he was going to do everything in his power to get the other man there too.
The other man exhaled sharply, “Ha. Keep joking and I just won’t let you cum.”
Soobin only let out a laugh at that, “Try and stop me.”
Taehyun raised an eyebrow at the challenge before responding, “I could. Or… I could do this.” Soobin barely had time to wonder what he meant before he felt a familiar roughness on his nipple. He looked down in time to see the other man suck harshly before his vision erupted into flashes of white and his stomach was painted white for the second time that day. It only took a few more thrusts for Taehyun to find his own release cumming with a string of curses escaping his lips as he left open mouthed kisses across the blond’s chest.
After catching his breath for a few seconds Taehyun finally pulled away from the wall carrying the man in his arms back over to the bed. He lays him down on the mattress gently before moving to remove the used condom and find something to clean themselves up with. Picking up the first thing he found, Soobin’s abandoned shirt, he makes his way back over to the other.
“I’m gonna clean you up now, okay?” Soobin just nods as he begins softly wiping him clean of sweat and cum.
Once he’s done the strawberry haired man drops the shirt back to the ground opting to deal with the mess later, now it looked like Soobin wanted some attention. The other man had spent the last several minutes looking up at him biting his lip in worry with his big doe eyes on display, eyes that looked like they held all the stars of the night sky, god he was so grossly in love.
Scooching onto the bed alongside Soobin he reached over and covered them with a fuzzy blanket that was hanging precariously off the edge of the bed before pulling the other man close to his body. Soobin nuzzled into his chest immediately hiding his face from view. Taehyun smiled down at the man in his arms, once again surprised by how bunny-like he really was. Without thinking he mutters out, “You’re so cute, Binnie.”
At that the other man lids his face from his warm hideout wrinkling his nose at being called cute, “You don’t mean that.” His face fell a little. “I know your deal Taehyun, one and done, it's okay you don’t have to do this.”
Taehyun was shocked. How could this man still not grasp the concept that he loved him. He reached his hand over to his face grasping the blond’s chin to force eye contact. “Listen to me Soobin. I love you. I have always loved you and only you. I know it might be hard to believe or trust because of my reputation but at least give me a chance to prove myself.”
Soobin blinked up at him, hands rolled into little fists against his chest. “You really mean that?”
The strawberry haired man nodded, face completely serious as he whispered out, “Will you give us a chance?”
Soobin was conflicted. He did love Taehyun and he did want to give this a chance but how could he, as a leader, do something so careless? What if things didn’t work out? What if they ruined the group dynamic? What if they already had? His worry was displayed on his face. Taehyun reached up to his forehead, smoothing out the wrinkles caused by his furrowed eyebrows. Soobin relaxed at his touch, worries and extrapolations flying out his brain's window. This was Taehyun, they always found a way to work things out. After several seconds of silence he finally responds, “I’ll give us a chance if you promise to let me win the next time we compete for a To Do episode.”
This makes the other man chuckle, “You’re still mad about that?! I thought we established that you liked losing today.”
A blush crept across the blonds cheeks at the comment, “Oh, shut up!” It was hardly intimidating as they both devolved into giggles at that.
They were suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door. Fuck. Soobin had almost forgotten the other members were all home too. A deep flush spread across his face and ears as he wondered what they had overheard. Yeonjun’s voice rang through the room barely muffled by the door, “HEY! If you lovebirds are done fucking like wild animals come downstairs! I ordered dinner!”
Oh my god. Soobin wanted to burrow into his pillow fort and never come back out, they heard everything. Taehyun looks down at him with a slight blush on his face as well as he says, “Well, at least that saves us any explanations.” Soobin swats at his chest with his balled up fist. “Come on, let's get dressed and have dinner. I can’t wait to introduce my new boyfriend.”
Soobin’s mouth falls open, BOYFRIEND? Had he not just asked him to give this thing between them a chance. Taehyun smirks at his expression before snorting out, “I meant you, dummy.”
Oh.
Soobin was gonna need some time to get used to that, and the rest of his new found knowledge on Taehyun, but he had a feeling he could get to that later. For now the only rush they're in is making it downstairs before they're left dinnerless.