obsession ➢ jaeyong

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"you're too tired, you can't carry all this hurt now"

"Did you just kiss me?" Jaehyun asked when Taeyong finally moved away.

"I touched your mouth with my mouth, so technically yes." Taeyong said with a smile.

Jaehyun grinned, "Do it again." And Taeyong did.

Sweet and innocent is the only way Jaehyun could explain it. You could tell Taeyong's only intentions were to make him happy.

"Taeyong," Jaehyun mumbled against his lips,"when I open this door, I want you to run out back, okay? Run far away from here." Taeyong's eyes watered, he didn't want to run.

"No, no, Jaehyun, please," he begged. Jaehyun shook his head sadly. He walked away from Taeyong and back to the front door. He gave the boy a small smile before telling him to run.

Taeyong jogged to the back door and saw the fear in Jaehyun's eyes before running out into the night, with nothing but the stars as a guide.

He stumbled around in the dark for what felt like hours before he came across a small bar. He walked through the door and was immediately greeted by the strong smell of alcohol. He wasn't here for a drink, he was here for directions, more specifically to a police station.

Most of the people at the bar were older, heavyset, men. So Taeyong decided to ask the younger man across from them for directions instead. The boy was smaller than Taeyong expected, he was short and skinny, with a hell of a lot of piercings.

Taeyong cautiously tapped him on the shoulder.

"Yes, cutie?" The guy asked with a suggestive smirk on his face.

"I need help getting to a police station."

The guy raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"If it's not obvious, I'm kinda lost." Taeyong was getting agitated, his alter ego slowly consuming him.

"Alright, alright, jeez. I'm Ten, by the way." Ten said as he hopped down from his stool.

"Funny, I'm Seven." Taeyong snapped.

No, not Taeyong, Taeyong's alter ego.

"Damn, okay. Someone's salty." Ten chuckled as he led Taeyong down the alleyway to his hideout.

"Um, I don't think this is what a police station looks like, but I could be wrong."

"Nope, you're right. Welcome to our hideout." Ten dramatically gestured around the room.

"Our?" Taeyong asked as he looked around. He didn't see anyone else.

"Donghyuck. He should be here with Mark somewhere." Ten took off his shoes and sat on the couch. Taeyong followed his lead but before he could sit, Ten dragged him into his lap. He let out a yelp when he felt something hard poke him.

"Oh hell no, let go of me!"

"Fine, but at least let me get you something to drink." Ten left and returned with a cup of water.

"I'm not dumb, you have to drink some first." Taeyong eyed him suspiciously. Ten just shrugged and took a sip of the drink.

Taeyong snatched it from his hands and drank some. He didn't fully trust Ten, not even close actually, but he had nowhere else to go.

After a few minutes, Taeyong felt different. He wasn't dizzy or nauseous, he was.......

holy fuck, he slipped me one of those horny pills.

Ten started to look ten (kekekek) times more attractive than he did two minutes ago. It got even hotter when he slowly started to strip tease.

Of course the logical part of Taeyong's brain told him that he still had Jaehyun, but the drugged part of him told him he wanted Ten, now.

So Taeyong threw himself onto Ten, all logical thoughts gone, and let Ten have him for the night.

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YALL I HAVE SUCH A GOOD IDEA FOR  BOOK #3: MARKHYUCK AND ITS MAKING ME SOOOOO HAPPY. I LITERALLY WANNA START WRITING IT NOW.

anyways (: