My Ideal Type Is Kang Taehyun | TaeGyu

Standards too high

It was a nice apartment with a huge living room, and earlier he'd seen two rooms among which one of them was surely Beomgyu's bedroom. The kitchen counter, even the cabinets and the sink looked artistically pleasing. After all, Beomgyu was an art student. So, he wasn't surprised to see a painting hung on the wall near the dining area. Somehow, he thought the house was way too big for one person but he's never heard of someone actually living with Beomgyu. He knew the older lived alone but then again, he didn't even know the older properly. He only knew him through the rumors and others' words, and his own longing stares.

However, Taehyun washed his hands and searched for the ingredients in the fridge. He was surprised how much food Beomgyu owned but he was more surprised how most of them were nearing their expiry dates, yet packed nicely. He soon busied himself to work on the seaweed soup he was meant to prepare.

Taehyun hummed softly, yeah it truly was a pleasant feeling to make soup for the one he liked. He always wanted to feed Beomgyu his handmade food, if he's being honest. With pouring the edible into a nice bowl, he walked back to the living room where he left Beomgyu and placed his nicely made soup on the glass table.

The raven-haired was still not awake and now Taehyun was worried. He looked at the wall clock and not having classes for a whole day was a blessing, especially when it was his first day with Beomgyu. But then he didn't know if it was the same case for Beomgyu or not.

He thought of trying to wake the boy up, as he took steps towards him, he called,

"Beomgyu-ssi?"

Taehyun frowned, he considered shaking the older but he wasn't sure if that would be a good idea so he just walked closer and bending down, he again called,

"Beomgyu-ssi, a-are you okay?"

Beomgyu, on the other hand, groaned loudly as he shifted awake. This time it was less tiring as he was able to sit up on his own. For a lone second, he'd forgotten the reason why he was lying in the first place until he saw the person in front of him.

A small face looking at him with doe eyes, his lashes so fluttery, his jaw so defined and lips so pink, his red hair popping up and enhancing his visuals and that nose standing so proud that it put Beomgyu into some serious existential crisis.

Reflexively, one of his hands came up to touch the latter's face, the pad of his thumb caressing the smooth skin beneath it. Beomgyu sensed the boy tensing up at his touch as a little knit appeared between his brows.

"Taehyun?" He called and the mentioned boy slightly flinched when Beomgyu recalled properly, "Kang Taehyun!"

"Beomgyu-ssi, do you remember me?" Taehyun asked, blinking twice. He wasn't sure if he should be worried that this could ruin whatever Hueningkai had planned, or be happy in hopes of Beomgyu really remembering their first encounter.

"My ideal type!" The older whispered, making Taehyun's eyes enlarge and a hint of red spread upon his cheeks.

"What are you s-saying!?"

There was no way Taehyun was his ideal type, Beomgyu had made it very clear.

"You're here from the website 'My Ideal Type'!" Beomgyu grinned widely. "I'd hired myself a boyfriend and here you are, Kang Taehyun, here you are right in front of me!"

"Oh...y-yes," Taehyun cleared his throat. What was he even thinking and why? He reminded himself there was no chance of Beomgyu recognizing him at all, so then why was his heart picking up its rate? Why was he so disappointed when he should be relieved that he hadn't got caught!?

"Oh my God! I can't believe you're so damn real!" Beomgyu squealed loudly, as he squished the younger's cheeks. "I thought I was imagining things and all but look at you being the dreamiest person to ever exist and appearing before me in the dreamiest way possible,"