My Ideal Type Is Kang Taehyun | TaeGyu

?special ep.10?

"Just because you had a good sex, now you want to be with me?"

"Huh!?" His chain of thoughts came to a pause when Beomgyu moved his hands away before walking to his bed and plopping down.

"You wouldn't have given two shits about my feelings if we hadn't spent the night that way, would you?" He looked up at Taehyun flinching, then biting his lips in embarrassment. "I was a mistake to you. You've succeeded in making a mistake, now please leave me on my own."

"It's not like that." Taehyun made his way beside the older, concern etching his features. "I admit at first it was only a physical thing for me so I could get over my emotional pain. But as we went on, you not only eased my thoughts but also made me feel good about myself. It was actually a blessing which I named as a mistake.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry for escaping that way in the next morning but that was only because I did not want to admit that I felt more for you while we were..." Taehyun shut his eyes, taking a deep breath. "I know nothing I say right now can undo my actions but I swear, I'm being honest."

Beomgyu didn't speak for a while, instead letting the silence sit between them. The younger patiently waited as he deeply thought about it.

"You're....not sure about how you feel, Taehyun. I'm scared you'll leave me once you come to your senses."

The younger scooted closer, and cupped his cheeks. "Right now, I do feel something for you and that's very strong. If you're thinking I'm doing this on a whim, then let me assure you I'm not. I really think we can make it work."

"I'll be very hurt if we start and then later you don't want me anymore." Beomgyu mumbled through his pout, his cheeks being squished by Taehyun's hands. The younger cooed at his adorableness. He then put one of his legs over Beomgyu's thighs and climbed on his lap, very much so startling the older.

"If you're still skeptical, you can test me now."

"What..."

"This time won't be a mistake, rather I'm willing to give my all to you."

Beomgyu stared at the younger in awe, both of their cheeks reddening as they took their time to admire the other's visuals. Taehyun's eyebrows shot up as he remembered something. Quickly, he put a hand inside his pocket to bring out the object and hold it up.

"My lip-ring?" Beomgyu reached to take it, only for Taehyun to put it inside his mouth, making the older chuckle after a moment. "You don't wanna return it?"

"Why don't you try to take it back just the way you gave it to me?"

The playfulness disappeared from his expression as he comprehended the younger's words, making Taehyun wonder if he was offended by his implication. Then took place a smirk, which told Taehyun that he was about to be defeated on his own field.

Beomgyu leaned forward, ever so slow, and put their lips together. Taehyun shut his eyes, ready to embrace that blissful moulding of their mouths. But the older only let the tips of their tongues brush momentarily before pulling away, bringing out the metal hoop in the process.

"Did you just...." Taehyun exasperated, confused and breathless. "You skipped—"

"Wae?" Beomgyu cut him off after spitting out the lip-ring from his mouth. "You told me to take it back. You didn't say you were expecting me to do something else."

The younger bit his lips, he should've known it. After all, Beomgyu was a prideful jerk. But he himself was no less.

He pushed himself towards Beomgyu more, letting their chests press against each other's. Snaking his hands around the older's neck to play with his long strands, Taehyun rubbed his crotch against Beomgyu's lower abdomen, as if he were in heat.

"Now that I know you aren't an escort, are you not confident about your skills?" He made sure to add that whiny tone to his voice, which he discovered was a turn on for the older earlier.

In a blink of an eye, Beomgyu flipped them, so now he was bracketing Taehyun under him. His jaw tightening, eyes stoic, adam's apple moving; a sight that was enough for Taehyun to come but he had to hold himself back.

"You shouldn't be questioning my skills or whatsoever after I made you come so much that there wasn't a space left on the sheets without your puddles!" Beomgyu growled, sending shivers to the younger's skin.

"Oops. I forgot. Do you mind reminding me?"

Taehyun smirked when he saw Beomgyu confused. He was being petty and he was enjoying it, more because Beomgyu was getting angry.

"Must be very fun for you." Beomgyu looked away, his sudden distant tone startling the younger. "To have me wrapped around your finger."

He was beginning to move away but Taehyun quickly stopped him by hooking his legs behind the older's back. Taehyun waited for Beomgyu to calm down first, then look at him. "Look, I'm not changing my mind, nor am I going anywhere. So this is your chance to vent out all your pent-up frustrations."

Before Beomgyu could oppose, Taehyun stole this chance to plant a soft kiss on the older's nose, internally cooing at how heat rushed up his cheeks to give them a rosy sheen.

"You've waited and pined after me for long enough. It's time to get your reward."

"Even if I'm not a vanilla guy?" Beomgyu's tone was careful and above a whisper, his warm breath fanning over the younger's lips.

Taehyun chuckled. "Paboya! Do you really think I believe that?" His hand slides down from Beomgyu's hair to pinch his cheeks. "That night when I was crying because of the roughness, you cried with me."

That made the older smile, genuinely. He was elated to see Taehyun actually noticing how he cared for him.

So needing no more assurance, he pressed their lips in a soft and delicate kiss. His hands came up to cup the younger's cheeks as they smiled against each other's mouth. It wasn't too slow but not too fast either, just the perfect amount of kiss and tongue. As if they knew what the other preferred in a moment like this.

"To be honest, I really enjoy kissing you." Beomgyu mumbled once they pulled away, keeping their foreheads together.

"And I enjoy the way you kiss me." Taehyun replied through the rapid beating of his heart, not sure if his voice was even audible to the older. "It makes me feel special."

Then Beomgyu rolled down the younger's side and propped his face on his elbow, so he could look at Taehyun comfortably. The younger also turned to Beomgyu and hugged his waist but kept his eyes fixed on the older's.

"You don't even know me properly." Beomgyu mumbled, caressing the younger's cheeks with his thumb.

"Then tell me about you." Taehyun replied. "I want to know you, each and every insignificant detail of you. I want to know the lyrics and the notes of your favourite songs and why you like them, the lines you highlight in a book and why, the quotes that resonate deep inside your bones. I want to know all about your hobbies and why you chose them."

Beomgyu blinked a few times when Taehyun reached to kiss him shortly. "I want you to find more moles on my body and kiss each of them as if they were precious." He then pressed their foreheads together.

"I want to impress you, go on adorable dates with you, to our favourite food places, to paddle bicycles in every season, to ride the city on a bus." He pressed a brief kiss on Beomgyu's forehead. "So Beomgyu, tell me, what do you think of me? Not as a rich and whiny brat kid but as a man. Am I good enough to be your boyfriend? A real one?"

The way Taehyun looked at him so adorably, so hopefully, so desperately, and most importantly, so lovingly- Beomgyu knew that exact moment there was nothing more stopping them to be together.

Yes, it was too soon since Taehyun had only gotten over a rejection. 'Better sooner than later' they say. He was willing to embrace Taehyun even if the younger might not be at his fullest right now but because he was honest and everything he was saying was filled with genuineness.

Beomgyu used his mouth, and hands, and the snapping of their hips—instead of words. To make sure Taehyun was getting the right idea, he didn't stop until the first peaks of sunrise of the next morning.