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21. âWeâre in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?â
Minhyuk thinks this is silly.
Itâs freezing outside, and the angry black storm clouds that hang low like fat rotten fruit have been muddying the sky all day.
Taeil is very insistent when he wants something, however, and he knows just how to push every last one of Minhyukâs buttons.
âCome on, babe, we donât even have to be out that long!,â Taeil whines, mouth stuck in a sweet pout as his nose just barely bumps against Minhyukâs. Thereâs a splash of mischief glittering in those brown eyes, and Minhyuk knows that he wonât be able to resist much longer.
âTaeil, really? Weâre in the middle of a thunderstorm, and you wanna stop and feel the rain?,â Minhyuk groans, trying his hardest to evade Taeilâs imploring eyes. Itâs not working very well, however, as Taeilâs pout morphs into a knowing grin.
âMinhyukie, please? Itâll be so much fun. I promise you, I can make it worth your while.â Taeil moves closer, smug mouth just barely skimming Minhyukâs, his weight on Minhyukâs lap like a drug, his hands pulling at the long hair at Minhyukâs crown.
Minhyuk gulps.
And so here they are.
Taeil is running, skipping, making little hops into each puddle he finds as they form. His laughter echoes around them, from the brick walls bracketing them to concrete of the sidewalk to even the raindrops as they fall, it seems.
He looks beautiful, Minhyuk thinks.
The rain has slicked his hair down while the buffeting wind has blown it in a tangled crown atop his head, one that makes Minhyuk struggle with whether to smooth it down or muss it further.
Taeil extends a hand to him once he notices him staring, and when Minhyuk grabs it, shaking the rain out of his eyes, itâs just as cold as the air around them. Taeil pulls him into the deepest puddle he can find, and he laughs as Minhyukâs face twists into a grimace at the frigid water that pools up around his ankles.
âN-not too bad, huh?,â Taeil grins shakily into Minhyukâs ear, breath startlingly hot against his skin.
âNah,â Minhyuk smiles, and he kisses Taeil hard enough that the rain that slicks their lips isnât even a thought in their heads.
Omg honey xD your puppy play date fantasy was not as bad as me thinking they're actually sharing the dog, like a married couple with their kid. Thinking back to 5mbc when we saw bbomb with the dog and he called it 'his baby'. And the newest tweet from taeil saying "OUR Happy, my love~" as if hes talking to his husband, bbomb. Lord kill me now, i need help xD
10: Iâm sure Iâve seen you somewhere before, god, this is really going to bug me, no, donât go anywhere, Iâll get this, oh damn, do we have mutual friends? OH SHIT YOUâRE ON [insert porn site here].
Thank you oh my god
Taeil really isnât the most interested in the party scene.
Heâs only here because Jaehyo had threatened to suffocate himself in his own pillow if Taeil didnât go out and party with him, and Taeil had learned over their years of friendship that it was never a good idea to doubt Jaehyoâs sincerity.
So here he is, warm beer in hand as he coasts around Jiho and Kyungâs shared rent house. Jaehyo split away from him fifteen minutes ago to pursue Kyung, big surprise, and Taeil was left searching for a familiar face in the sea of moving bodies.
When he finally finds one halfway through the night, thereâs something odd about him, how his identity is just on the tip of Taeilâs tongue yet not quite.
Taeil sees him in the backyard, laughing uproariously with Yukwon, one hand splayed over his belly and the other drenched in alcohol from the beer slopping over the sides of his cup as he shakes.
Heâs kind of really attractive.
But thereâs something beyond that, a vague, almost-there recognition, and Taeil is bored and alone and kind of tipsy already, he might as well investigate.
The maybe stranger is taller that Yukwon but not by much, and the two have the same body type; broad and stocky. When he laughs, Yukwonâs friend throws his head back and a charming dimple appears in his cheek, and the contrast of his blindingly white teeth against his darker skin is really quite beautiful.
As Taeil watches him, mind churning with possible identifications like that cafe employee whoâd served him his coffee that morning or the hooded college student whoâd bumped into him on the train on his way here, the stranger pats Yukwonâs shoulder and starts making his way into the house.
Taeil tries not to make it obvious that heâs staring as the man squeezes past him to get inside, smelling like brand name cologne and shooting him a smirk that could easily be categorized as a weapon if what it did to Taeilâs belly counts.
That impish little grin makes his name slither to sit tauntingly right back onto the tip of Taeilâs tongue. Heâs seen that smirk before, felt itâs impact in his gut before, but for some reason he canât for the life of him remember a name.
Taeil hadnât seen where heâd escaped too, and he feels a little too drunk to care too much about it. He swills the last gulp of beer from his cup around his teeth, sighing as he swallows it and crumbles the cup up in his hand.
Time for a refill.
He brushes past Pyo Jihoon on his way to the kitchen and stops to talk for a few minutes, sending the other off with a pat on his butt after he catches Jihoâs eye from across the room. He shoulders his way through a group of men playing cards in an incredibly inopportune place, i.e the narrow hallway leading to the kitchen, Taeil stumbles in through the door at last.
And promptly stops himself in his tracks.
The guy that had been laughing with Yukwon is rifling through one of the lower cabinets under the sink on all fours, bottles clanking as he moves things around. But Taeil isnât paying attention to the bottles.
His eyes are glued to the mystery personâs ass.
Though, âmystery personâ is technically an inaccuracy.
Sex Bomb dash fourteen.
Holy shit.
Taeil is freaking out so intensely that he doesnât notice that heâd shouted that out loud, doesnât notice his favorite amateur porn actor jump up and hit his head on the underside of the sink.
SexBomb-14 has one of the most popular accounts on camboys.com, a gay amateur porn site Taeil maybe sort of sometimes frequents. The only reason Taeil was able to recognize him was because SexBomb-14 has a rather impressive collection of dildos, and on all fours facing away from the webcam is his, um, favored position.
Taeilâs face is beet red when he comes back to himself, and it only reddens further when he sees that the other man is now standing up and looking directly at him, one eyebrow raised and an awkward half-smirk on his flushed face.
âYou know,â he starts, startling Taeil with the smoothness of his tone, âI normally go by Minhyuk. In real life, at least.â
His voice sounds just as awkward as Taeil feels himself, and for some reason that allows him to unwind a little, for a little tension to seep out of his shoulders.
âYeah, uh, sorry about that. I just didnât really expect to meet you. Like ever. I think I was understandably surprised.â
Minhyuk laughs a little at that, rubs the back of his neck self consciously, and Taeil is slapped with the reality of the situation. That Minhyuk isnât just the really hot guy that jerks himself off on the internet. Heâs sort of really adorable also.
âWell now that you know my secret identity,â Taeil laughs again, tension completely absolved, âyou wanna get a drink?â
He points over his shoulder at the two coolers on the counter behind him, and Taeil smiles and nods as he turns to retrieve them.
Maybe this party wasnât a complete bust after all.