be my first || johnyong

six,

A soft knock interrupted Taeyong while he was in the middle of getting dressed. He dropped the towel he'd been using to dry his hair and crossed the room to answer the door without bothering to ask who it was.

Only when it was halfway open did it occur to him that he probably should have put a shirt on first, or in the very least finished buttoning his jeans in case it was his mother standing out in the hallway.

But it wasn't his mother.

It was Johnny.

And Johnny's eyes trailed a slow path down Taeyong's bare chest right to the open fly of his jeans and the Spongebob briefs that could be seen underneath.

Taeyong's face went up in flames. He thought he might die right there on the spot.

Johnny didn't comment. Just smirked and met Taeyong's gaze.

"Can I come in for a sec?"

"S-sure, hyung." Taeyong said, moving aside so Johnny could enter the room. "Let me just, uh, grab a shirt."

He snagged the one he'd laid out on the bed earlier, tugged it over his head, and then quickly finished doing up his fly while his back was turned.

When he faced Johnny again, the heat in his cheeks had faded a bit.

"So?" he asked, striving for a casual tone, even though his ego was still suffering and he wanted nothing more than to crawl under his bed and hide for a week.

Johnny walked over to Taeyong's desk and pulled out the chair, spinning it around so he could straddle it.

"Sit down, Taeyong. We need to talk, okay?"

Taeyong nodded and perched nervously on the edge of the bed.

"What is it?"

"I've been thinking a lot about what you said over the past few days, and..."

Johnny paused, brushing his bangs off of his forehead as he let out a long, slow breath.

"I'll do it," he finally finished. "But I have a couple conditions."

Taeyong swallowed, his hands fisting into the material of the comforter at his sides.

"Okay. Tell me, hyung."

"If we're going to do this, I want it to be exclusive. I don't play around." Johnny's eyes were completely serious. "If you want to start having sex with other people, it's done."

Taeyong nodded again.

He didn't have any problem with that, and he didn't like the idea of Johnny with someone else anyway.

He stayed silent and waited for Johnny to continue.

"The other thing is, we're going to have to find somewhere else to do it. Not here, not at my place."

"Okay. I understand that." Taeyong hesitated briefly, giving Johnny a chance to speak again. When Johnny didn't say anything, he asked, "And that's all?"

"Yeah."

Taeyong worried at his lower lip for a moment.

"How soon can we start?"

Johnny's head tilted to the side as he considered. After a few seconds, he shrugged.

"I guess that's your call."

"Tonight?"

Taeyong knew his eagerness was coming through loud and clear, but he was beyond caring at that point.

Johnny had agreed, and Taeyong didn't want to give him too much time to change his mind again.

Johnny look surprised, but he nodded.

"Sure, if that's what you want."

Taeyong grinned.

"It is, hyung. And don't worry. I know the perfect place we can—"

'Johnny, you up there? We need your help here.'

Taeyong's gaze jerked to the door at the sound of his mother's voice.

"Coming!" Johnny called back. He stood and added in an undertone, "Meet me in the park at nine. We'll go from there."

He left the room before Taeyong could respond.

Johnny had said yes. He'd said⚊

Yes.

Oh, my God. This is really going to happen.

The idea was all good and well in theory. But in practice it would be a whole different story.

Would Johnny hyung be able to tell just how clueless Taeyong really was? He hoped not.

Sweat broke out on Taeyong's forehead.

I'm going to have sex tonight
With Johnny hyung.

"Oh my God!!!"