2ⓐ ʏuᴛae​

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong kept his blank expression for a couple of seconds after Yuta took the food into his mouth and tasted it, but then his lips curved up to a small content smile.
"It tastes good right?" He said leaning back on his seat again and taking one more piece of the dessert into his mouth, now humming at the taste.
He chuckled a little at Yuta's reply and nodded. "Sounds good.. Let's pratice together next time! There were a few recipes on this book I wanted to try..." He said thinking back to a somewhat fancy strawberry cheesecake he had came across on one of the pages back at the store.
Taeyong slid yet another spoon of food into his mouth as he felt his cheeks and ears turning pink once again and he quietly munched on it before looking back up at him and holding his gaze.
"Okay then... next time you have free time, let's do the cheesecake on page 11.." He said quietly with a small smile.
As Yuta questioned him about the recipe he looked down at his half eaten plate and thought for a bit, considering the flavors.
"Well... I'm not really an expert on baking or even cooking to be honest so I don't really know?" He said reaching up to rub the back of his head as he still looked down on his plate. "Can this be done with chocolate topping too? Or rather maybe mixing various ice creams? Lemon might go well with the sweetness?" He tried shrugging his shoulders thoughtfully taking a spoon of vanilla ice cream into his mouth.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ Yuta wasn't so sure it was right to be this honest, especially considering how quick he could jump to conclusion in his mind. He heard Taeyong's reassuring words and though he nodded slowly, he bit on his lips, fearing he'd scare his soulmate away. Oh how he feared to wake up someday, his nose still picking up the subtile scent of tobacco but no more warmth on the other end of the bed. This was a miracle to be paired to someone so perfect to him and Yuta was scared things wouldn't go as he wished.
He was so curious of his pair's reaction he walked up to Taeyong's side, tilting his head to catch the tiniest change on the other's features. His eyes went back to the plates when he heard the compliment. If his pair was impressed, it was a good start, this was just his first trial after all.Yhta smiled sweetly and sat down, expectant eyes trying -and failing- to read past the invitation to try the dessert as well. Yuta gladlt accepted to be fed, eyes on his soulmate's. With this sight before him, the taste of his own food meant nothing. It definitely wasn't bad, but Yuta couldn't say more about the food because his eyes were taking in the newly awakened sight of his pair, and that sight was breathtaking. He gulped down the bite he was offered and reached to Taeyong's hand. "Not bad. But I will need to improve so as to make you smile or more." His little smile hinted on his disappointment but he was fueled with the hope to do better for Taeyong. "And the book is yours too. So you can have me train whenever you want." He added quietly and the back of Taeyong's hand shortly. "This is why I want to learn to cook anyway, to make food that will make you happy." He admitted with a small smile, using his own spoon to taste a little more of his dessert.
"What lacks this recipe?"

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong smiled a little at the other's words. He was used to just ignoring the compliments people gave him, cuz he either didn't believe them, or he knew they didn't mean it and were just trying to get something from him, be it money, , favors, whatever... He wasn't dumb enough to let the compliments get to him, so he simply ignored them. But it was different with Yuta. Just knowing that his roommate actually meant it, he felt flustered and awkward, and unsure what to say or do. He wasn't used to such situations, and yet, it actually made him feel warm inside so he simply shook his head.
"It's okay... It's better to just be honest and say what you think..." He said, that being his life motto, and also somewhat using it, to get Yuta to continue to show his affection for him, it made him feel special, and he quite enjoyed that feeling coming from Yuta, even if he was still shy and getting used to dealing with it.
Yuta's words sparkled the curiousity in him and so as he walked inside the kitchen, not missing how the other followed with a small expectant look.
As his eyes fell on the kitchen table he immediately recognized the book he had picked up at the store earlier, only to leave it behind again when he left. Apparentely Yuta had gotten it either away, and the thought made Taeyong unconsciously smile. Next to it were presented two beautfiful desserts that looked quite alike the one on the book, making his jaw dropped the slightest. The ice cream on top was melting a bit over the bread but it still look good, and gave it a more 'home made' kind of look for some reason. Taeyong liked it.
He turned back to give Yuta an aknowledging nod.
"Not bad.. I'm impressed.." He said, though it looked much better than 'not bad'.
"Let's see if the taste is up to the high standards the looks set!" He joked, happily taking the spoon from Yuta, and moving towards one of the chairs to take a seat.
It looked so good and he honestly couldn't wait to taste it. Just to tease his roommate he made a bit of a show of taking the first bite, gathering the sweet food into the spoon quite slowly and pretending to analyze it and smell it before pushing it in his mouth.
He knew it would taste amazing, even before it touched his tongue. The smell that filled his nostrils as he got closer to the food, was enough to tell him that. It was like he could taste it before even taking a bite.
And it tasted exacly like he predicted. He let the ice cream sit at his tongue for a few seconds, alloweing the flavors to mix in his mouth, giving him a taste of a bit of everything. Not too sweet, but just enough.
Yuta must be skilled on this too, he should cook more often.
Taeyong shook his head to answer the other's question and simply leant forward to pick a bit of dessert from Yuta's plate into his spoon, reaching it towards Yuta's lips.
"Try itt..." He said trying to keep on his best serious judging face.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ "You don't have to reply anything, it's just that I get very blunt with what I feel and I wish I could censor myself a little..."
Yuta chuckled softly, regretting how he made the younger incomfortable. He was never one to be thia emotional but guessed that he was just the opposite if with the right person and Taeyong was all he ever wished. He had seen pretty, hot singles before but failed to ever connect, failed to even wish to connect, all that until he was assigned a soulmate in the most random way or maybe juat in the most precise way. He wanted Taeyong to belong to his side, to belong to him. But those were strong and premature words, no matter how much confidence he had in them being a perfect match.
"Come and see for yourself what I cooked. You inspired me to try this one and I hope I did it right."
He watched the younger sit up and still kneeled before him, in awe of Taeyong's handsome features. Did it show, how torn he was to keep his soulmate in a tight embrace forever and how much his reason kept him from doing so? Yuta felt like the sudden kiss from Taeyong was like a reward for keeping to himself. He closed his eyes and opened them back again just to see him stand and head over to the kitchen island. He felt a boost of energy buzz throughout his body, something resembling what he imagines happening in his computer whenever he fought the intrusion of a virus; a might that shouldn't be stoppable. But he just walked slowly after Taeyong, restraining himself to just swallowing down the urges. On the table the book he had bought while his pair looked away, the book that had this very recipe on its front cover. Taeyong seemed tonhave wanted the book and Yuta had made sure to buy it while the other wasn't looking and now it was so worth it. The image on the cover was so close to what he had done; even the sugar splattered with the shape of a heart was identical. He was very proud and for once it wasn't about some computer stuff, he did so many different things ever since he met Taeyong.
"It looks nice right? I don't know about the taste but please keep the nice looks in mind when you will taste." He flashed a smirk and held our a spoon for Taeyong. He didn't really mind about his own share, his lips were still replaying the kiss that had just hapened, his face a little warm at the idea that Taeyong wanted this too. But after a few more seconds he knew he was back at wanting more of those kisses, and he just wondered if his soulmate felt the same, if Taeyong even felt how much he ached for his hands to somehow hold him again, for their lips to mold. It was almost embarrassing how he couldn't get it out of his mind, sitting across the little table hand held out past his half to reach for Taeyong's forearms, elbows.
"Would you like to drink something? I will bring it to you." He declared, a little jumpy.

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong slightly lifted his head just so his eyes were showing, so he could get a quick glance at the window showing the barely night time.
As his mind started to slowly wake up and place things back in their place, he remembered the situation and and realized that indeed it wasn't morning. He had just fallen asleep on the couch after a short meal with Yuta.
He chuckled slightly laying his face back down on the pillow for a few seconds before rolling up and rubbing his face with his hands.
"If you say that what am I supposed to reply... I don't know what to do with compliments.." He admitted softly still covering his face with his hands before finally turning to Yuta and letting his hands fall on his side as he felt the other's fingers further messing his already messy hair.
Taeyong wasn't really lazy, but he enjoyed taking his time when waking up, so he waited a few more seconds just looking at Yuta's face and appreciating the fact that he had him there with him. Cuddling him and cooking for him.
"What did you cook?" He asked with a small curious smile as he wondered what this 'surprise' could be, though hot and icy didn't really remind him of anything right off the bat. Maybe his brain wasn't fully working yet.
When he thought he had gathered enough mental pictures of this moment, he slowly set up, throwing his legs off the edge of the couch, now sitting face to face with his roommate.
He looked at him a few more moments before gathering the courage to force himself to lean in and press his lips against the other's. It usually took him a while before he allowed himself to fully let himself be immersed in something like this, and take the lead. But with Yuta there was no fear, no hesitance. Yuta was like his last hope for something like love or trust. He knew if it didn't work out with him, it wouldn't with anyone.
After only a few seconds he pulled away and gave the other the smallest of smiles and a confident nod.
"Let's check out your hot and icy surprise then.." He half whispered before getting up and starting to walk to the kitchen with a smile.
He could get used to waking up to this.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ Yuta blinked expectantly to just notice his roommate's smile, and the shy way the younger turned away from him. His tickling hand had been trapped and fortunately Taeyong still held onto it to mitigate his act which the japanese man found just irresistibly cute.
"Good Morning? It's..."
He chuckled, glancing at how dark it was outside, rather late and far from the morning. Infact it was only lare in the afternoon but maybe the Morning feel could go hand in hand with what he had cooked.
"Watching you wake up is just like watching the sun rise." That was no lie as far as Yuta was concerned, so he smiled tilting his head and regretting he couldn't see the other's face. "So yeah, Good Morning Sweetie, Rise and Shine brightly."
He encouraged, his free hand ruffling Taeyong's hair.
"Hey I have a little surprise for you, it's hot and icy so trying it now could be better... and I missed cuddling for it so don't hide from me." He added quietly, daring to lean in, nose brushing the other's clothed shoulder. His eyelids closed instantly, infatuated with the faint scent of tobacco mixed with the younger's cologne. Yuta would regret he didn't cuddle some more with him until their next session.
"Please Taeyongie..."

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong let out a small chuckle at the other's comment. He knew how important Yuta's work was for him. As soon as they met, something happened, though he wasn't sure what. Something that they both had felt, some weird aura or a different change in the atmosphere, that told them something was bound to change. But of course they couldn't just blindly trust their gut, so for the first few days, both of them just moved on with their lives, trying to get used to having the other around. Taeyong would often sneek into the balcony for a smoke, or simply sit around on the living room and watch TV while waiting for a costumer to call or text. Yuta, on the other hand, spent most of his time working. To the point Taeyong thought they'd never even get to talk to each other. But just like he had felt on the first day he met Yuta, things changed. And rather quickly at that.
Apparentely, just like Yuta was now much more important to him than anything else, Yuta felt the same about him, and Taeyong could only hope he didn't mean it as a joke. Hearing those words from Yuta meant so much more for Taeyong than anyone could ever imagine, so wether he meant them or not, for now he'd believe them.

It didn't take much for Taeyong to fall asleep on the couch, inside of Yuta's warm embrace. They did have quite a full day. Even if not physically, he was mentally exhausted. The panic he had felt when Yuta told him about the system, and what could happen to them, and all that happened after that. Their very own and unique, try-at a confession, that did work for them both, but he doubted it would have worked with anyone else. They weren't very straight forward with this things, and usually beat around the bush, but thankfully they understood each other well enough.
His mind had been quite busy thinking it all through, as they fast-walked home in the rain, so after a good take-out meal, and some cuddling from Yuta, it didn't take much for his mind to relax and eventually shut down, with a small smile on his lips as he curled up against his roommate for warmth.

Taeyong was tired enough, not to notice Yuta leaving the couch, and he unconsciously cuddled up the blanket that was give to him. After a while though he was woken up by the sound of kitchen utensils being used a bit further away into the appartment. He was a bit disappointed at first when he noticed that Yuta wasn't there anymore next to him, thinking that maybe he had taken his computer with him to the bedroom to work, and left Taeyong to sleep there. But as he noticed the others laptop on the coffee table, he finally associated the kitchen sounds to his roommate. The corners of his lips turned up the slightest and he closed his eyes once again, letting his mind get lost in the sounds trying to figure out what the other could have been cooking, but it didn't take him much for his mind to drift off to sleep again.
Only to wake up a few minutes later by a tickling sensation on his neck. He reached up his hand to his neck, to grab onto the 'attacker' before slowly blinking his eyes open to be met with Yuta's big expectant ones.
He smiled slightly and turned his sleep filled face down to hide it against the couch, his hand grabbing onto Yuta's.
"Good morning.." He whispered, his voice getting muffled by the couch where he still had his face buried.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ How odd it was to hear Taeyong, shy and sweet Taeyong, affirm his intention to let someone else take care of him. It amazed Yuta to an extent that someone who wouldn't know Taeyong would not understand. There was only a brief recollection of the deceptions Taeyong had with his family, with the one he used to love, but it was ground knowledge for Yuta who considered the younger wouldn't let just anyone take care of him. And maybe this was a light joke, but Yuta felt so proud to even be fictively entrusted with the younger’s well being. The peck to his lips left Yuta baffled and losing sight of what it felt to not have cheeks burning.
“Yes, I want to take care of you.” Not only because the younger was his match but because he really wanted to, because he didn't want anyone else to be that important to Taeyong and that was the part he had issues even mentioning. “I want it more than I want to be the greatest hacker of all times.”
A small smirk pulled on his tiers, his hacker pride silent to his new bias in life. There was definitely coding in the back of his mind, but his brain was working even harder to find the ways to make the younger happy, to hear the soft uncontrolled sounds to his soft pecks on the delicate neck.

They would get to cook together later. Right after their time out on the sofa, but this moment, all Yuta wanted to see was the younger’s fine features, the way his chest rose and fell back, even if it was just his normal breathing. Yuta felt like the younger was now his responsibility, he truly liked the idea that they were together and they’d decide what they should do together, possibly for as long as possible. He suddenly liked the idea of having to respond to someone, of having a role for someone and of course, he felt lucky this someone was Taeyong, pretty and gentle Taeyong. He had no idea if he had it in him to really woo someone, to assert himself as a possessive partner, but he wanted no less than to be all Taeyong would hold onto, simply because having him in his embrace then and there was the most fulfilling sensation he had ever felt.
He pressed random kisses to the other’s jawline and cheeks, failing to take a proper nap, until one hour went dozing off to dreams in which he'd hold Taeyong even closer and the sweet, sweet reality in which he dared to pamper the younger quietly.
When he started feeling a bit restless, he pulled his hands off the younger and delicately moved the younger’s warm hands to get off the couch. He got up carefully to avoid waking him up, rested one of their light blanket on the other’s body and discarded all their lunch remainings. It wasn't very late but the sun was already on its way down, casting warm light through the flat that had Yuta /stare/ at the other’s dark hair. How the single strings rested on the soft grain of his skin. His heart was going a little too fast, following his soul in believing they were meant to be. He wanted Taeyong to be /his/ already although they didn’t spend so many weeks together. So Yuta decided to put his mind to something that could lead him closer to the day he’d feel right to ask Taeyong to be his, going into the kitchen where he had hidden the books they bought this morning. One of them was a pick of Taeyong himself and he supposed the pictures had caught his attention. So he quickly looked for a snack he could do for the time when his pair would be up and smiled to himself upon seeing a Pain Perdu Recipe. It seemed easy and quick to make, but with just the right attention, it could look and taste lovely. Yuta smiled and put on an apron to get to it.

The brioche was dipped and stilled in a creamy egg mix he made and even tasted raw for the taste. Yuta added a cinnamon as advised for what the book called the ‘Winter spirit’. He learnt the end of the recipe to wrap the book to later give it to Taeyong and carried on toasting the thick slices of brioche. The final touch was to spinkle some snowy sugar on the plate with the lightly caramelized slices and add a vanilla ball of ice cream.
“Oh..” he sighed as he realized he shouldn’t have added the ice cream so soon; it would melt and sadly, Yuta wanted to show the perfect plate before it.
He bit on his lips, setting two plates on the table silently and kneeled next to the couch Taeyong was resting on, one arm hugging the book he had bought for the younger to his chest. He lightly tickled the other’s neck, his eyes watching how the most beautiful face he had ever seen would shift from sleeping to being fully awaken.

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ That, small, slow, but filled with emotions and passion, kiss, was the proof that actions speak louder than words. That an action is worth a thousand words. Taeyong was now sure that the saying was indeed truth. Through even the smallest of pecks, Taeyong could feel exacly what Yuta wanted to tell him. The way Yuta held him, or even just looked at him, told Taeyong everything he needed to know regarding Yuta, himself, and them.
For them, the small gestures were an easier way to let the other know what they were thinking, feeling... Since neither was really a master with words. Taeyong was sure he himself definitely wasn't. Most likely the opposite in fact.
But for some reason, his actions worked with Yuta. He seemed to understand him perfectly, and they seemed to be so in synch that Taeyong too, understood absolutely everything. No need for words.

Taeyong let out a small chuckle at the other's reply and shook his head.
"I don't need to be rich since you said you'd take care of me..." He replied simply leaning to peck the other's lips once again.
Taeyong didn't want to live simply leaning on Yuta, having the other work for the money, so that Taeyong could then spend it on himself. He also wanted to work, and earn his own money so that they could spend their money together on things for the both of them.
Still, the thought and intentions of the other were nice. It was nice having someone worrying over him, and feeling protective enough to say they'd take care of him, and actually mean it. Taeyong never had that before, and even if it was hard for him to trust people after so many of them had betrayed him, he found himself blindly trusting Yuta, and he couldn't see it as a bad thing. He finally had someone he knew he could trust his life to, and despite anything, know he'd never leave him. It felt nice, and Taeyong couldn't ask for anything more. Right then and there he had everything he wanted. And he knew the other felt the same.
"I don't need prices to ask anything of you..." He said softly biting hard on his bottom lip, another small moan leaving his mouth as Yuta's lips touched his neck again.

As Yuta pulled slightly away from him, Taeyong did the same to give him a quick confused expression before realizing what he meant, and wrapping his arms tightly around the other's neck as he was carried to the couch. Taeyong liked having things clean most of the time, but his mind completely forgot about the left overs of their take out dinner, when Yuta cuddled up against him on their small couch.
He kept his eyes on Yuta as the other spoke again and his lips as the other stared at his neck, his hands moving down to stop at Taeyong's hip bones.
As his clothes were pushed just the slightlest out of the way, and Yuta's cold hands made contact with his warm skin, he felt goosebumps all over his spine. Despite the shock of the cold temperature against the warmth underneath his clothes, Taeyong didn't have the heart to push the other's hands away.
He didn't want to. He liked the feeling of the other's hands against his skin, and the cold sensation just didn't feel cold at all, as he was distracted by more kisses against his neck. For as much as he had wanted to keep silent, the fact that Yuta had directly said he wanted to hear more, added up to the lips and teeth on him, didn't give him anyway to avoid it, as a few more low moans slipped past his lips.
As the other stopped only to lean his head against his neck, Taeyong was smiling in content. He felt so good.
He turned his face slightly down to look at Yuta, and meet his eyes as the other spoke.
He carefully nodded in agreement to the others proposal.
"Okay.. That sounds like a good plan.." He said with a small laugh, his own hands resting against the other's lower back as the caressed his back up and down.
"Let's make funny sandwiches and mix them all!" He said brightly as he leant in to give his roommate a final kiss.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ Taeyong understood where he was getting just right. There was something about the way his plush lips pressed against his that disarmed Yuta in a way that almost scared him. Maybe was it because he expected a lot from his roommate, or maybe was it because he saw too much into each second added to their closeness, but he definitely believed the kisses equalled how much couldn’t be said; each stood for emotions Taeyong maybe couldn’t address as he was mostly silent, just like Yuta held Taeyong strongly for the possessive words he was scared to give away already.
He was almost scared to be pushed away whenever Taeyong would be looking at him, saying nothing; Yuta cruelly needed to hear for himself of the thoughts Taeyong had in his head. He wished they’d be on the same page, even more: he wished they’d have the same dreams and intentions. When sweet hums made the other’s lips quiver ever so softly against his, Yuta was in heaven. This was proof Taeyong enjoyed and wasn’t so reluctant to let him know.

Yuta was the type to make a comment whenever he’d notice the shadow of a grin on the other’s face, mostly because Taeyong could pass as an angel and discovering his little needs, his selfishness was exciting. But he failed to even huff at the sight of the other’s victory smile: Yuta would definitely not fight to get back to work if he could simply be with Taeyong. He wanted to grant Taeyong anything he’d want and thus, Yuta was relieved he was this weak, giving into spending more time with Taeyong after all.
“Well you should have a price, you’d get real rich real fast.” Yuta would not insist, though he gave his roommate hints to if he ever felt like it. He felt playful and lucky, but he was quickly snapped back to his limits as he heard the other’s sound and felt the grip on his back. His own embrace tightened at the sound, and his lips pressed again, only softer and longer against the sensitive neck. His mind went close to blank for something as tiny as a few butterfly kisses on Taeyong’s neck and he knew he would be busy all afternoon.

“Hold on.” he said softly, getting on his knees then on his feet while still holding the younger in his arms, careful and thoughtlessly strong in the little urgency he had to snuggle with the other. He left the lunch remainings where they were and carried his roommate to the couch where distance was impossible, where their bodies would dip together in the cushions without even trying, where he’d have all reasons to be holding Taeyong close though he had him trapped between his front and the couch. This would be more comfortable than the floor but just not giving him enough space to move on too fast he hoped. “You should not give me free passes, I’m greedy. But now there’s something I heard and that I want to hear again.” he said, distracted by the sight of the other’s exposed neck. His hands rubbed the other’s sides down to his waist where his fingers just would not be still; they kept playing with the other’s clothes, pulling the fabric for skin to show, for his cold hands to get not so obviously on the skin he was curious about while his lips kissed the other’s neck again, nipping softly, never hard enough to leave more than pink hue wherever his lips latched. Each time he'd capture the skin, Yuta missed the other's lips, craved for more of those mind blowing sounds but at the same time, he felt so well he wished to never stop holding Taeyong. He breathed softly, giving the other's skin a break, though breathing against the little mess he had made. “How about we try cooking together right away after all? I think we should go picnic tomorrow before I take a liking in trapping you in here, locked up in our place in hopes to forget about the messed up rules of this world.” He sighed contently, catching his breath and trying to think of whatever they could cook later, anything to distract himself from the heated kisses they just shared.
“How about we make funny tiny sandwiches? Surprise sandwiches, for each other… or we mix all of them?”

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong smiled softly against the others neck as the other seemed to be taking his sweet time and enjoying the moment, even if Taeyong knew he kept talling himself in his head that he needed to work.
He kept his eyes on the other as he waited for him to answer his question, actually finding the small moment of hesitance quite cute.
As Yuta finally opened his mouth to speak Taeyong let out a small laugh because that reply was just so /Yuta/. Just enough for Taeyong to know what he meant, but not forward enough to go straight to the point.
Taeyong softly smiled and leaned carefully forward to press his lips against the other's in a short but sweet kiss full of emotions, trying to get them through to the other, before finally pulling away with a smile.

Taeyong chuckled once again at the other's response softly shaking his head a little before the other kissed him, and Taeyong quickly melted into the kiss, moving his lips against the other until they pulled away to catch their breath. Yuta looked absolutely gorgeous and Taeyong got lost for a moment, before he got kissed again, and immediately got back on track as he kissed his roommate back with the same passion as he was being kissed.
Humming contentedly against the others lips until they finally parted again after what felt like an eternity but way too short at the same time.

Taeyong small smile widened as the other gave in, even if that wasn't his intention, Taeyong still felt the warm feeling fill in his heart as he realized he'd get to spend more time with Yuta.
As the other spoke again, Taeyong nodded in agreement to the other smiling softly against the other's chest. He knew they were getting so dependent of each other and he knew that wasn't such a good thing if they ever really got separated, but still he couldn't help it. He loved the way they were at the moment, and he couldn't help for more to come, and more proximity between them, he couldn't help but want to be even more dependent on his roommate, and that they'd become even more the only thing they had.
"What are you saying? You know I don't have a price... You can just take them.." He said with a small chuckle that quickly turned into a soft moan when the other's lips touched his sensitive neck, and his hands simply gripped onto the other's shirt where they had been resting.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ (( I think it's fine if it's shorter, especially as they are getting intimate. So yeah just go with the flow too okay! Write what comes by, I won't mind at all bae!))

"Sneaky..." he chuckled as he felt Taeyong snuggle into him. Some gestures were almost natural by now, and Yuta was happy about it, trying not to lock his limbs around the young man he wanted to hug and cherish, at least not yet. Getting back to his computer was already a distant notion when he felt the other's soft tiers against his neck. They felt icy cold and hot at the same time, as if they left a mark on his skin, deep in his flesh, something Yuta wished would last. Because Taeyong definitely didn't leave his mind and heart unmarked either.
He smiled and nuzzled the youngest, hesitant to reveal the special treat he wanted was a taste of the pair of lips that produced the enticing whispers. He hummed softly and let the question die to just enjoy their closeness. He had no idea how much he'd scare off Taeyong if he was to be honest and ask to be kissed. "It's a guilty pleasure, hot and cold, so sweet it could give me a heart attack." He described. "The things I'd do for one of those sweets touching my lips..."

Yuta nodded to the optimistic thoughts of his pair and pecked his forehead. "We will find the perfect balance together. But I really wish I can spoil you so filthily you will be unable to stop 'feeding me' those sweets I crave for."
He cupped the other's face but did not expect to be kissed, twice, on the lips. He was hanging in the air after the first impact and returning niceties at the second one, eager though just pressing his plush tiers against his roommate's. Yuta sighed softly in the kiss, feeling his heart peaking up in pace. He hooked his arms around the younger's chest and he felt himself smiling as butterflies filled his stomach, guts, nether regions. He loved their closeness already, he loved it and he had no idea how he'd bring himself to pause the kisses at all now. Yuta parted shortly to just take a short breath, his mouth gaping as his halflidded eyes took a glimpse of Taeyong, of those features his eyes had raked and he now wanted to taste with his lips and tongue. He tilted his head, thumbs stroking the younger's face to seal their lips in multiple kisses, producing an unstoppable melody of wet and soft impacts that his faint hums happened to cover.

Oh how dearly Yuta had waited to pamper the perdectly pink tiers with his own, how eager he was to feel comfortable kissing Taeyong at any time of the day. He had no idea when exaxtly he moved to hover the younger's laying body but he wanted no more that to be laying with the youngers, entangled. He kept framing the nicely chiseled frame of Taeyong's face as he paused the kisses, nuzzling the other's nose and catching his breath. He was fighting to keep his calm and to give the younger the first experiences he deserved, but it took many hot breaths against Taeyong's face to snap out of the mind-dazzling lust to taste all of him right away.
"Thank you... for spoiling me, baby." He said although he was the one giving fifty kisses per minute for the last ten minutes. "You win, I'll work later." He declared and pecked Taeyong’s nose. It meant a lot to him although he had kissed boyfriends before. This was different to him and thus he wanted to treat Taeyong differently. "I want you more than money, that's my ideal balance I guess. I want to make every penny in hopes to find ways to spend and make you happy" His arm still held the other's waist while he nuzzled his cheek kindly. "Please give me kisses all the time. Spoil me with them. Name your price." Yuta added and let Taeyong's lips free to talk when he pressed trails of kisses down the column of his neck.

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@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ (noooo baby!! TOT its okay really!!! I love your long replies!! <3 also this one is super small and Im sorry!! My replies are kind of of like this sometimes! they get longer than shorter then longer again!! ^^;)

Taeyong chuckled softly at the other's words his dark eyes staying locked on the other's face as he took special care while observing every single detail about Yuta's. Being this close to him felt so intimate, so precious, and Taeyong couldn't help but appreciate it so much.
"Well... That was not my goal, but if it works..." He said playfully cuddling up closer to the other and throwing his arm around him so he could embrace him.
"I'm joking... You can work if you want too... You'll eventually get the dessert as well!" He said leaning his face against the others neck inhaling his scent and soon placing a comforting kiss to the soft skin.
As Yuta spoke again, he lifted his eyes to stare up at him giving him a quick nod with a small smile.
"Of course... What is it?" He asked softly almost in whisper, as if speaking too loud would break the moment, knowing what the other meant, but wanting to hear it from him.

Taeyong pouted slightly his hand petting the other's back at a slow pace, barely touching him and pressing him just the slightest over the soft fabric of the shirt.
"We'll eventually find out balance... I'll find something to do that earns me enough, and still makes me happy.. And you will be able to continue your job, and spoil me, without having to spend your every penny on me!" He said playfully, but his speech having roots of truth.
He leant a little placing a soft kiss on the others lips and pulling away after only a few moments a smile adorning his lips.
"We'll really get to spoil each other... Even if it's just with desserts!" He replied with a chuckle before leaning in agian for a longer kiss this time.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ (I know you’re quite busy love! I’ll try to get to the point in my answers if it can help you as well ^^)

Yuta brushed the dark hair under his hand, protectively almost. He was happy to know Taeyong did trust him although they were getting to know each other, but he knew everything wasn't yet played. Promises were to be held and the issues were yet to show themselves.
He couldn't help but laugh gently as he was being fed in return. He was far from used to the attention but he had the impression it would be okay to be doing those cheesy things with Taeyong. He was making the other blush so much, he could at least handle to be fed and cared for a little.

Yuta saw Taeyong lay next to him when they were done eating the noodles and smiled as he watched the other get out of the little teases he had set up like traps for him to fall in, blush for…
“You speak of dessert like you want to keep me from working right now… is it what you're trying to do? Cause it might just work...” he said with a smirk, his eyes lingering on the other's lips and his pinky curling around Taeyong's. He had made a point to take their relationship slowly knowing the younger did not get so serious ever before but now he wasn't even sure when would be the right time to tease with more than just words.
“Can I ask for one dessert in particular before going to work, just one little sweet?” he asked, a little bit hesitant compared to his confident usual ways. But if he was so hesitant to even request a mere kiss, he supposed it was not yet time to ask for more. There had to be a middle request between a major step in their relationship and nothing at all.

Yuta looked a little disappointed, a little sad to the fact that Taeyong considered his generosity as living off him.
However even he felt trapped a little as he couldn't be sustaining the idea that he may just be working to spend on just Taeyong. He wouldn't mind throwing all he had to see the shy male happy, to never see him scared again. He couldn't just speak of how much he was willing to give for that shy smile he was growing fond of.
“I don’t feel like I’m risking anything if I’m doing it for us. There isn’t so many reasons I’d be wanting more in life to begin with.” Yuta tried to reassure. “Just take your time to find what you’d like to do; but if you prefer the thrills of the streets, it will be okay too.” he said and smiled as he felt the other’s legs trap his and he wrapped his arms around the younger’s in return. “I just want you to be happy and even carefree.”
It was his way of trying to make up for Taeyong’s lonely past although it had nothing to do with him. “I want to spoil you too.” He added in a mumbled that was muffled by his pair’s hair as he pressed countless pecks to Taeyong’s head.

“I want two desserts I think after all…” he chuckled. “Do you want some desserts too?” He asked, finding the word dessert more practical than kiss though he wasn’t sure Taeyong knew what he’d be referring to. He figured the ‘desserts’ would be his motivation to get to work.

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ (omg I cant believe I took this long to reply!! TTOTT Im so sorry </3)

Taeyong lifted his eyes to look straight into the other's dark ones. Taeyong smiled softly at him, nodding in understanding.
He knew they'd make it together. Wherever they went, however they went, or how they'd survive. Not a single thing mattered much to him, because he was sure they would come up with something.

As Yuta suggested a few codes Taeyong couldn't help but chuckle with a small nod.
"That would most definitely work... I'd never believe such text!" He replied smiling softly as he was pulled closer against Yuta's chest and curling up against him.
"Okay... I'm not worried.. I trust us.."
It wasn't entirely true as Taeyong was still a bit worried, but still he was much more calm now than he had been a while before. Now that he was reassured Yuta was as much into this as he was, and he also didn't want them to get separated, he was much more calm. Knowing they'd have escape plans and back up plans and everything, it quieted him down too.
So although he was still a bit worried, it was mostly controlled now.
He smiled softly and nodded in thankfullness as Yuta didn't mind cleaning up after him, still Taeyong made a mental note to not leave his things scattered, and not make of Yuta his personal maid. For as much as the other might say he liked cleaning up after him.
Yet that kept a small smile on his face.

Taeyong smiled and leant forward to take a bit of the noodles Yuta was feeding him, happily munching on the food.
He felt himself blush slightly but was able to pull off a comfortable looking smile, as he was still getting used to being complimented, but Yuta doing it a lot, made it easier to get used to.
As they got started on the second box, with more sauce, it wasn't long before Taeyong felt sauce dripping from his lips, and even after he his lips he could feel some of it still stuck to the corners but before he could clean it off, Yuta was doing it for him and Taeyong smiled.
"Thank you.." He replied softly as he lifted his chopsticks again to give some more to Yuta.

Taeyong blushed a little but felt his lips spreading into a teasing smile as well.
"That's not entirely what I meant.. " He replied laying back next to the other and turning on his side so he's facing him.
"I meant sharing is caring... But you can still get a dessert.." He said, feeling a bit out of himself, but still letting out a soft chuckle.

Taeyong's eyes widened slightly as the other brought up the money. It was like he had read his mind earlier when he wondered about it. It was like they definitely had a special connection.
"Oh... That's good!" He said with a smile before shaking his head at the next proposal.
"I can't do that Yuta... I can't be living off of you.. But if you're worried about my job, I'll find a better one, I promise.." He replied with a smile.
He could tell it was not only about that and Yuta actually wanted to see him do what he liked and take care of him. But Taeyong just knew that know he would end up spending more money than he'd earn to do what he liked, and he couldn't afford be spending off Yuta's money like that.
As he looked into Yuta's eyes he knew he was serious and he looked happy, so Taeyong offered him a smile and a small nod.
"I will try to do what I like.. But let me at least get a good grasp of it, before I leave my current job.." He said with a bright smile "I don't want to feel like one of those married couples where one of them works hard for money, in this case literally risking his free life, while the other one, me, just has fun and earns nothing.."
He said with laugh before moving closer to the other to cuddle by his side, drapping his leg over the other's body.
"But don't worry... I'll definitely spoil you!"

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ “About the money… I make some you know. I keep it on offshore accounts but I make enough. We could run away if we wanted. I think I should let you know. You don't have to deal and all… I mean you can do what you like and I will support you. Just know that,” He turned his head before finishing his sentence: “I got paid real good for all the nasty things I did and I did many.” He looked proud nonetheless, because the money meant nothing to him before but now he saw an opportunity to spend it on a loved one.
“I guess I could give you the access to it… We don't need to be engaged or something right? You are like my family here so it would be the right thing to do?” he continued a little shyly.
“I could be your sugar daddy…”
And back with the teasing. “But if thats so, I'll ask you to spoil me too hm. I'll ask you to feed me… to let me win when we play, to match your clothes to mine; stuff like that.”
His bubbling laugh made his chest quiver on the carpet, his eyes on Taeyong: he'd give it all for Taeyong to keep and use. He used to protect rhe money and nearly save like it was precious for no goal or reason and suddenly the weight was off. He had no idea if their promises would hold but he'd give all he have to this man regardless because he wanted no life without him anyway.
“Or you could have it all. And make me work for it. I’m fine with it.” he continued and smiled gently, his hand find they younger's side to his back as far as he could reach in this position.
“It's all yours too.”
(2/2)

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ If Yuta was anything to his so called friends, it was unreliable and self interested. He wouldn't denying taking the match very seriously, a sense of responsibility born from nowhere to protect, cherish -and possibly smother- the randomly assigned pair of his. He the younger's cheek, knowing each of those little confessions of trust were leading him into an obsession he'd have issues parting from or even merely silencing.
“I trust you with my life too, I'm almost hoping we get challenged together you know, a test to feel just how invincible we are together…”
He shouldn't be wishing for any of it, but Yuta wanted to show his match how ready he was to fight for him, given the opportunity. And he hoped to see with his own eyes what Taeyong concealed behind his indescribable looks.
Yuta smirked to being called Bunny, liking the pet name a little more than he had expected. The fact was that no one called him pet names, and thus Taeyong could as well be casually calling him /his/ bunny. Anything he could be for Taeyong alone would be giving him butterflies in the pit of his stomach, any hint that they'd be belonging together like a balm on his heart, soft and warm.

“The meeting spot should be some memorable place for us… the code text could be something impossible to us… like ‘curry ramen ’ or ‘the babyphone is useless’.” he chuckled. “We shall think of it better alright?” He pulled Yuta closer, knowing the other was most likely stressed by the idea of being separated as much as he was. It was such a relief that Yuta made himself a mental note to hug Taeyong stronger through the night. He'd have to protect him to his best, ensuring his presence at all times. “Our back up plans will have back up plans.” he reassured.
The peck to his cheek had him skip heartbeats like he was a teen again, but Yuta's face could not lie: he loved the other's reactions, even the blank poker face Taeyong served him in those ground changing moments. His eyes sparkled though he kept them down, hoping he would not appear too affected by the sweet gesture. He had never cared about what people expected of him but he had the intention to be more than whatever Taeyong expected of him. He shook his head slightly to the other's excuse, his was behavior altogether endearing in so many ways Yuta found himself falling for the good and the bad, the straightforward and the enigmatic Taeyong. “It's okay… I think I'm even more interested in cleaning up your messes than my own. And you were soaked.” he easily forgave the other, a smile plastered on his face as he did the tiny and meaningless chore. Meaningless because he could feel it in his gut, he would enjoy being of use to Taeyong, he'd find honor and happiness in caring all the way for his match.

He was awkward again, Yuta could see it on the younger's face. There was no special reaction to his little and not so indirect confession. He gulped down the urge to laugh nervously at himself and hoped he would calm himself down before Taeyong would get tired of his emotional word vomit.
Yuta wanted to ask Taeyong to hit him right away because he didn't know bounds to teasing him… he didn't feel any, only regrets whenever it was too late to scratch back on his words. But the younger curled in his side, he really seemed to confide in him and Yuta was thankful. “Still, if there's one person I'd change for: it's going to be for you.”

He welcomed the noodles past his lips and teeth, pouting for the loss of warmth Taeyong previously provided but, like whenever he'd be with Taeyong, his eyes smiled. They really did. He hummed as he ate his fingers working on the other pair of chopsticks to feed Taeyong as well. He picked from the same bowl the other did, his free hand either acting as a plate in case sauce dripped or rested on the other's thigh for closure. He giggled to being pinched, eager for any kind of touch from Taeyong.
“Well I like the dealer in you. I never knew dealers could be looking so cute. Or maybe it's just you?”
He opened the other box when the knew they were close to done with the first. This was all he wanted to do: feed Taeyong and be fed by Taeyong. He wanted the other in every crook of his life, in the tiniest parts of his brain, so much he surprised himself his own lips when he saw sauce on the other's lips. The urge to it off was almost unnatural to fight.
He hesitantly wiped with a handkerchief and pressed an unexplained and slightly wet peck to the other’s cheek. “So I understand you don't want me to eat you at all? I'm a little sad” he followed up on Taeyong stating he would not eat to make sure Yuta wouldn't be starving enough to eat him. “I could be eating all the noodles and still be wishing for a bite of you…” he teased with a wide grin and once again he wondered if this was too much. He resumed eating and laid on his back, on the carpet, taking enough distance to not make his pair uncomfortable.
(1/2)

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ (2/2)
As he sat by himself in front of the heater waiting for Yuta. The other's soft voice caught his attention and he turned around to face him.
His roommate was still wearing his wet clothes but was carrying Taeyong's in his hands and Taeyong gave him a shy smile rubbing the back of his nape.
"Sorry... I forgot!" He said remembering he left his own clothes laying scattered all over the bedroom's floor.
Yuta's next words caught him a bit by surprise. It was so sudden and Yuta looked so serious, making Taeyong's heart stop for a second as his words echoed in his mind.
He did not smile, but he did feel happy. He was simply way too focused on those words. The meaning and truth behind them was huge. And Taeyong too, was really glad they were mistakenly paired, because he loved the way Yuta fit in with him, and how they'd complete each other in a way Taeyong was sure, no one else could complete either of them.
The way people said there was another 'half' for everyone. Of course there is only one other 'half' that fits each person and no more. And Taeyong was more than sure that Yuta and Taeyong were each other's 'half', and there was no one else who'd fit them like they fit each other.
Distracted with his thoughts Taeyong only noticed Yuta had left after the other came back with dry clothes and a warm looking sweater. He offered him a smile, tapping the place next to him so they could share the blanket.
Taeyong started to look over the takeaway boxes trying to decide where to start before turning to Yuta with a chuckle.
"Not at all! It's okay.. I'll know when to hit you if necessary!" He said with a bright nod of his head and big smile on his face "It's okay to tease me.. I know you're aware of when to stop!" He said with a wink.
Taeyong smiled at the contact of Yuta's fingers with his cheeks and leant his face against the other's finger's further.
"You don't need to change Yuta!" He said carefully pushing him aside "I like you like this.." He said leaning his body against Yuta's and laying his head on the other's shoulder softly.
Taeyong stayed quiet for a while smiling to himself as he listened to Yuta's voice and simply nodded his head, before letting out a loud laugh at the noddles comment.
He then reached forward to uncap one of the cup noddles and got the chopsticks picking up some food and blowing on it slightly before turning to Yuta and reaching the chopsticks forward to feed him.
"Here you go.. See? I'm not eating it all!" He said with a teasing smile as he pushed the noodles against the other's lips.
He watched as the other munched on the food and smiled softly, cleaning the other's lips with a napkin.
"And I do like the hacker in you~ Don't worry!" He said pinching the other's cheek playfully.

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong listened carefully to Yuta's words and slowly nodded his head in agreement.
They were indeed the perfect duo. Both used to doing things they shouldn't be doing, and getting away with it by coming up with a quick plan. It was also common for both of them to find ways to cover up something they wanted to stay buried, so he was sure it wouldn't be hard for them to runaway together.
And if it came to it, Taeyong was completely assured that that's what he wanted. To runaway with Yuta to god knows where, and just live away with him. Leaving everything behind, and letting go of their whole past.
How they'd make it? He wasn't sure. But he was sure he'd do it without thinking twice.
"I trust you Yuta.. With my life!" He said looking the other deep in his eyes with a reassuring smile.

Taeyong gave him a smile along with a chuckle and hit his arm playfully as he pulled him along.
"Hm.. I know~ You take all the risks and I get all the presents!" He said with a laugh playing along with his roommate "Thank you Bunny~" He said 'rewarding' the other with a nickname too.
He nodded brightly squeezing the other's hand in his.
"Most definitely.. We should also get a meeting spot and a code text! As in.. If one of us is out, and the government comes or something.. They can just run out and text the code to the other and we'll meet at the planned spot and leave immediately!" Taeyong was thinking out loud now, scared that he might be out of the house when they get there and they might take Yuta away or something.
He has no idea how it works, but if they ever dream that they are planning on running away together, the government will most likely send guards to get them, and they had to have a back up plan.
They should also get their money near the door, so that they can take it easily. But they should talk about it together later when they get home.
He was feeling blessed at that moment. Loving the sound of Yuta's words and keeping his small smile towards the floor as he repeated them over and over again in his head.
He had never had someone say anything like that to him. And the fact that it had been Yuta, made it all the more special.
Taeyong smiled brightly at the other and nodded at him.
"Okay... That sounds good to me! And don't worry... I trust you Yuta.. Really! Your work won't come in between us.." He said with a reassuring smile and leaning in a bit to peck the other's cheek quickly.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ (And part 2/2; forgot to mention)

He brought the takeaway bags and a few pillows for them to sit on close to the heater. He rested the food boxes on a tray and sat next to the younger for their first picnic on the floor in their place. The densely grey clouds made their place so dark he had switched on the light at this deck, somewhat giving a dim lightening for their lunch.
“I guess I should apologize for earlier; I teased you in that shop… it wasn't very clever, I hope hope learn to hit me in the feels if I sound insensitive or if I make you blush too much than you can take. When I say we are good together, I mean I want to do anything required to keep you too.”
He was too diverted by his thoughts to even think of eating, stroking Taeyong’s cheek with the back of his fingers like the precious being he is deserved to be pampered. “Anything you don't like in me I'll change. Please like the hacker in me by the way…” he pleaded in a few light chuckles for he liked his job to begin with. “I got a little scared when I realized you said nothing. If you want something, dislike something, you should feel free to say Tae, I won't eat you… unless you eat all noodles then I wouldn't have a choice right?” Again that little smirk was on his face, his legs crossed indian style, one arm around the other's waist and his chin on his shoulder as he took in the other's close features and scent. He didn't want to leave the other enough space to hide from him but there was so little he could understand of the wide and unexplained dark orbs that tended to disappear between the other's little and enigmatic smiles. How frustrating it was to fail to crack into this one being he adored for reasons he could barely explain with intelligible words.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ There was something in Taeyong’s eyes that broke Yuta’s heart, no matter how happy they could both be feeling at the moment. It was a mix of surprise, disbelief, inability to react to a new situation, and as far as Yuta was concerned, Taeyong should be used to being cherished. It hurt him in his heart to feel that it wasn’t a norm to his roommate, that he had never been cherished as much as he deserved so far. And at the same time, Yuta felt up for the job, ready to give, give and give all he had to Taeyong, as long as the other would want it. It was selfish, obsessive, but he liked to be the only one a little. Maybe Taeyong would be happier and more confident if more people loved him, but Yuta was glad to be the only one for him now, because Taeyong was the only person he wanted to do more than share a couple laughs with: he wanted to live and love him, just for himself.
“You’re just right, we shall think of plans in case of emergency… It is my domain of expertise so I will try and think of it in depth and I’ll run our options by you because I think you too are quite use to thinking quick and finding solutions in dire times right? We’re made to be, we won’t let anything break our pair. I’m sure of it.” he said, trying to reassure his roommate with a smile and his tight hold onto the other. “I trust you and you can trust me too.”

How cute did Taeyong look when shaken by soft giggles, catching on all the little possible teases. Yuta found himself more and more silently biting his lips to not just kiss and kiss again the tiers that spilled some foolish and well ordered jokes his way. “Yes, I commit daily crimes as my secret job, but that’s all for the money to go on vacation remember? And all to pamper my baby!” he said, lifting the bag that hid the babyphone. He was so proud of his purchase, nothing could prevent him from making those saucy puns.
“Yes, we’ll be together, no matter what.” He confirmed, feeling just invincible. They could come home to find the people from the government, packing their things and his strength would still hold on firm to the conviction that they’d make it anyway. “Even as a couple. You would be the most protected hacker’s prize in the whole world and no one would know! My secret garden...”
Taeyong did make him soft on a few things, healthier mostly, but he also made him laugh and ache for reasons the other wouldn’t guess so easily. But Yuta could feel he too was giving his roommate some quite surprising reactions, from the shudders to the eyes that looked about to scream his heart out although Taeyong’s rosy lips would barely quiver.

“Yeah, I was thinking… we could reach an understanding where you could get some kind of a cosy chair just next to mine as one: I wouldn’t mind you being next to me as I work, two: I’d actually love it, and three: I don’t want to break you to see my work as something that comes inbetween us.” he said with a light frown; he was scared of it, feeling guilty for even knowing he’d have to work again, work late.
His hands naturally held onto his roommate, yearning to be home with just him, warm and comfortable next to each other. After getting their food, they nearly snuggled their way home and Yuta wanted no less. It wasn’t even slow to him, all he noticed was that they must have been meant to be together; that they belonged in each other’s arms, no matter the time and place.
In their room, Yuta was busy looking for one sweater he loved to wear when it was cold and he suddenly wanted to give it to Taeyong. However when his eyes caught on the little tornado, stripping off his wet clothes, retrieving some clothes of his and dressing himself up before collecting a blanket, Yuta froze, eyes wide and heartbeating. All he had in mind was that his roommate was stunning, even when doing nothing special, he had a straight way to Yuta’s heart and it crystallised in the elder’s mind, like a short-circuit that disabled the hacker to proceed with the change of his clothes. He walked slowly to the living room after Taeyong and watched him settle down, holding the other's wet clothes he had picked up on the way like the dearest piece of clothing he ever had in his hands. The other had messed with his body temperature beyond repair already.
“Taeyong, I…” he sighed, holding back all the feelings he wanted to express for sharing his place with someone as cute and surprising as him.
“I'm glad for their mistake of matching us together. It's the most perfect incoherence ever.” he said and jolted, walking to the bathroom to store all clothes their to wash them later. He changed into his pajama pants and neglected to put on a tshirt to wear the wide sweater he saved for such weather.

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong felt a warmth sensation spreading through his body. Yuta's words were extremely recomforting and never had he heard them from anybody else.
All the other people in his life had either pleasantly let him go, or been the ones to kick him out of their lives.
Yuta was the first one to ever say he'd not only fight for them to not be separated, but also if that happens, that he will not stop looking for him and make sure that they find each other again.
Taeyong was filled with emotions that he was sure were visible through his usually 'dead' eyes. He lifted them to look at Yuta's and nodded softly.
"I won't either.. I'm sure we can make up a plan to find each other and runaway if that ever happens.." Taeyong nodded knowing Yuta would definitely find a way to talk to him through all his endless hacking, even if that meant continuous nights awake. Which worried Taeyong a bit, but he'd make himself easy to find, and do everything in his reach to also find Yuta.
"By crimes do you probably mean your daily job?" He joked at the other's last words letting out a soft chuckle before reaching forward to hug him tightly again.
"Don't worry... We won't let it happen, and we'll leave this place and live together wether as a couple or friends... We'll be happy.." He nodded determined and very sure of what he was saying.
Even if they were to remain as friends, Taeyong wouldn't mind. Having Yuta next to him like this was enough to reassure him of anything and everything.
He just needed the other to be there for him as long as the other wanted to.

Yuta's words surprised Taeyong and he felt a pleasant shiver run down his body and his heart swelled up. He'd never thought someone would find him this important for them and want to keep him in his life as much as Taeyong wanted to keep them.
So Taeyong could only hope he'd be enough. He needed to be enough for Yuta.
"You are already all of that to me Yuta..." He replied sincerely his hands looking for Yuta's that were wrapped around his back so he could hold them, intertwine their fingers and squeeze them in reassurance.
Taeyong had said he didn't have any of that, but Yuta was right. He too, was to Taeyong a friend and family, he just failed to see that because he considered Yuta to mean much more than any of those. His family had been ed up, and Yuta was way better than any of them, same goes for his friends.
But still, it was true. Yuta could fill any all of the spots in Taeyong's life and Taeyong trusted him fully that he wouldn't hurt him, ever.

Taeyong looked in Yuta's eyes and didn't repress his light chuckle nodding softly.
"It's okay, I've been keeping you from working.. Then I'll just curl up on the couch next to you as you work.. I like to watch you work anyway.." He replied with a soft smile squeezing the others hand in his as they waited for their take out food.
As Yuta pecked his cheek, Taeyong smiled shyly again and leant back against the other's body for warmth, standing like that as they waited for the food.
"Yeah... We should pay more attention to meteorology before going out!" He said with a soft smile before looking over the other's body and wrapping both his arms around Yuta's. He did also lean his head and body just the tiniest bit against Yuta's to keep the other warmth too.
With Taeyong's weight against Yuta, they ended up taking a bit longer to get home than they probably should have, but still Taeyong appreciated those minutes of small talk or comfortable silence, and proximity between them.

As soon as they arrived home, Yuta's worry made Taeyong smile as he got out of his coat, he nodded in agreement to his roommate's words and quickly moved with him to the bedroom so they could get into their pj's or at least, house clothes.
He quickly threw his wet clothes on the floor and picked one of Yuta's sleeping tshirts and shorts before moving over to the heater grabbing a bit blanket on his way, so he could share with Yuta.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ Yuta agreed with the way Taeyong saw things: at least of they were honest to each other now, if they found themselves taken away before getting to say a word to each other, they'd know the other would fight to be reunited. It was a kind of blind trust actual couples acquired over years together, but the two of them were lacking time. Yuta felt a strong need to tell the world his match was his to remain, his to keep no matter what.
“You're right: if something ever comes in between us, just know that I won't cease looking for you, that I will put all my efforts into finding you and leaving this place to be with you. I don't mind if we're just to be friends, if we don't ever work out as a couple, I'm comfortable with you and gosh I love your scent. It may mean nothing but I need it and I'd commit crimes to be close to you again.”
He smiled because those were the words of a true stalker but it was a promise: he /would/ look for Taeyong, anywhere.

He felt a pang to his heart to the words his match delivered, but it was not pain caused by the fact that Taeyong appreciated him that much but rather because the other only wanted to be with him. He felt overly valued in Taeyong’s eyes but he smiled, happy to be this important to him. He the younger's cheek, feeling just like those intensely dark obs could be his whole world and while he had to bite on his lips to not kiss away the fear of losing Taeyong, his arms embraced the latter, or rather locked him strongly. “I have a family, I have a friend and I have a work, but all three combine into you Taeyong. I never planned to trust you that much, to care for you that much and to want to be the best for someone like I want with you, but I have everything in you. I hope I can serve as your friend family and job too, though I can be quite the piece of work.” he answered softly to the younger. It was not about mirroring Taeyong's confession but the time felt about right and his heart just jolted at the sudden burst of honesty. So long had he felt no appeal into having a boyfriend and now, all he wanted was to know his match more, he hoped to make him his boyfriend someday. He could still remember how reluctant to be in any kind of a close relationship Taeyong was because of how people abandoned him on so many occasion and for this reason, he wished to be the closest to him and to be borderline clingy in opposition.

Yuta’s lips burnt just a little less since it seemed normal to Taeyong but he was bound to kiss him again now that he knew how sweet it felt. And yet when he was asked to just cuddle with Taeyong for the rest of the day, he worried a little because he had planned on working some. It was impossible to deny Taeyong the comfort of his presence especially after he had shared his worries.
“Alright; but at some point I might be needing to work a little and I'm thinking having you by my side might either be a good motivation or a merciless distraction... Still if I can borrow one hour of your time it would feel like the ‘Bring your most valued item at work’-day.” he joked and tugged on Taeyong’s hand when he stopped at a noodle stand in the street, getting both of them under the stall and still he stood just behind Taeyong to make sure the rain would not reach him. He ordered the food and rubbed his pair’s shoulders as he waited for their order. He hoped none of them would catch a cold but he did enjoy pecking the younger's cold cheek for no special reason. “It's really the ideal weather to stay home under covers right?” he said after paying for the meal and held onto the plastic bags along with the earlier findings. It wasn't a long way home but he'd take his time, especially because he could not hold the other's hand. “Can you hold onto my elbow or sleeve or something? It's… really cold.” What a poor excuse it was to keep Taeyong close but he smiled sheepishly hoping it would do the trick.

In the house he shivered, regretting he didn't drive them to the mall. He rested all bags and was all caring for Taeyong, worried he'd so much as sneeze. Yuta helped him remove his hoodie and palmed the other's sides to check if he was drenched in rain as he was.
“Let's change into dry clothes and sit by the heater before we get sick.” He remembered to lock the door from the inside before he headed to the room and pulled a few warm clothes to stay in.

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong bit hard on his bottom lip trying to contain his emotions, as Yuta told him how helpless they truly were.
How there was really nothing they could do against their ed up system and the government that ruled everything.
He softly nodded his head as he tried to gulp down the lump in his throat.
"Thanks for telling me.." He said knowing his voice sounded a bit weak, but hoping it wouldn't be weak enough to break "Then if something happens.. let's run away... I don't want to be matched with someone else..." He said with determination.
Yuta's hand on his back was slightly comforting but still he felt restless.
"I'm glad you told me... We should be able to share the bad things as much as the good ones... And this concerns both of us.. It would be worse if we suddenly got unmatched and matched to someone else and I had no idea what was going on..." He said with a soft nod, trying to convince himself they'd be okay, and something like this would never happen. But at the back of his mind there was still that small annoying voice, telling him there was still a possibility that it might happen.

Taeyong was a bit disappointed at the reality of the other's answer. Considering the goal of their system it was quite a big waste to have two injected men together.
Specially since not a lot could get the injection. Still to Taeyong it meant a lot more than that, It had nothing to do with the injection or children.
He had allowed himself the luxury of love, if he was allowed to admit that to himself. It was much deeper than just to achieve the goal set for them by some other people who didn't even care about them or their feelings.
And Taeyong didn't feel like giving in to them anymore.
He wanted to be with Yuta, wether they were to have children together in the future or not. And he was going to be with Yuta, as long as the other wanted to, he wouldn't let anyone tell him otherwise.
Taeyong lifted his eyes to meet the others and he immediately nodded in agreement.
"There's nothing here I want to keep... I have no family and no friends.. And I'm working illegally.. Besides it's not really a job I'd want to keep for life or anything... You're literally the only thing I want to keep at this moment.." He said before he could think of what he was letting out, but it was honest.
It was the most sincere thing he had ever said to anyone, and the most heartfelt one too.

Taeyong shook his head again and kept his eyes locked on the other's gulping down again.
"No... It's okay.. I'm glad you told me! We can figure out a solution like this.. I don't want to go back to my lonely life Yuta.. I need you.. You became so important to me and you mean so much to me right now I don't want to be without you anymore.." He said not dropping the other's gaze and nodding confidentely at his words.
He didn't feel shy anymore about saying that. Now that he and Yuta could be separate at any moment he just wanted Yuta to know that.
He wanted to tell him everything he wanted him to know, before anything could come in between them. Even if Taeyong did everything so that that wouldn't happen.
It was like an electric shock run through his body when he felt Yuta's lips touch his. So soft, so quick, Taeyong didn't get the time to blush of feel shy.
He simply looked up at the other and nodded in agreement to the other's words. He was definitely okay with Yuta being clingy and protecting him. And he did want to go wherever Yuta went.
It was almost like it was a part of his basic needs now. It was a part of his daily life, to have Yuta near him, and constantly talking to him or cuddling him,
Getting closer and closer each day. Until they eventually reached the day when they simply couldn't deny it anymore, or avoid it anymore, and so they'd just move a step further, without even talking about it, but knowing the other understood, and both of them were on the same page without using words.
Taeyong quickly chuckle lightly at the others words and reached up to also clean his tears giving the other a small smile and a nod.
"Okay..." He said in a small voice looking up at the other before giving him a small smile "You don't need to cook.. Let's just order take out noodles.. You can make it up to me by sleeping on the bed with me today and cuddling me?" He said softly looking up at the other expectantly and waiting for his agreement.
He wasn't feelig mad or sad. Just like he needed to be close the other for as much time as they could.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ "I will take you anywhere I want to go if you're okay with it Taeyong; I will be clingy, I will not let you be alone but I promise to protect you, to protect us both." He smiled and ran his thumbs along the corners Taeyong's eyes to erase all traces of tears. "It's only okay if you cry because I cling too much on you. You can't cry for any other reason, Baby." He smiled and kept an arm around the younger's shoulders as he led him home. "Or maybe you can be upset if you're soaked before we reach home, that would be all my fault. You can be mad at me and get me to cook something warm for you for breaking your heart a little. You can get your soft revenge on me, ask me to carry you on my back, you can ask me to let you win a do the dares all day long, you can just get ask me anything because no one should make you sad, especially not me."
He was trying to brighten the mood, peeking at the younger male and hugging the bags to his chest.

(part2/2)

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ Yuta had yet never seen Taeyong this affected by something. He wished he’d have seen him beyond happy before having to even put him through such a hard time. His thumb kept stroking the younger’s hand, his head leaning ever so slightly to comfort Taeyong how he could while he spoke about all his fears, the biggest fears he had. Next to it, the little crimes he committed whenever he hacked organisations were almost meaningless. The moment Yuta realized his thoughts were badly worded, it was too late already. It was maybe true from a perspective, that they were not meant to be together, just not from Yuta’s and he realized he should have made that clear. How heartbreaking and revolting to see his own worries disturbing Taeyong to the point he’d be shaking, shocked and so close to crying.
“I have nothing yet to fight them I..” He was helpless, hugging his roommate warmly but helpless to the tear the other wiped away. The government could do anything; they really could, just like they’d match perfect strangers together. “I don’t have a plan B, other than running away with you if people suddenly started asking questions. This is why I think you should know about it, I'm sorry for giving you some of this burden.” he said, shaking his head. Sadness was the last thing he wanted to see on his Taeyong's pretty face, generously wide dark orbs did not deserve the tears nor the slightly bloodshot eyes. He could feel the younger getting angry and desperate in his embrace and while Yuta nodded, he still the other's back, trying to calm him.

Taeyong was getting a little restless, he could feel it, his becoming inefficient attempts to calm him. Still Yuta kept nodding to him, mumbling a few ‘I know Love’, holding Taeyong as strong as he once had when he had greeted his pair home, after the incident with the police. “I think we both can carry children, and so it may seem like a waste to them if we are together.” he explained softly, as if it could help the younger understand and accept the risks. “But I promise that I will keep on looking for a way to be with you, away from the danger. No matter the cost.”
He pecked the other's forehead on top of the fringe before he nuzzled the forehead to press his lips only against the skin. “If it doesn't work our way Baby, we're goners.” he entwined his fingers with the younger's, only holding his hands as he looked into Taeyong’s eyes, his head still leaning against the other's. This was by far the first timehe meant to call the younger baby without meaning to . “That last plan is all thought out if you're okay to leave all you know to keep… our little thing.” He paused, feeling the younger lean in for a hug again, hearing his voice weaken. Yuta could feel the pain his roommate was undergoing and it weighed on his heart as well. His fingers combed through his roommate's hair, arms embracing him again, as strongly and protectively as he could muster. "Whatever comes our way, we'll be together. We'll stay together."
Yuta felt his eyes heat up, tears pooling his eyes just because of the sound of Taeyong's voice, of the emotions and pain he seemed to have all difficulties to hide. Never had someone influenced his feelings so deeply, moved him so radically he could just cry.

"It's too late to be pulled apart." he declared, pulling back to look into the younger's eyes before he smiled sweetly, his eyes teary but he was mostly happy he could be honest to Taeyong. "I like you too much, I would even accept to carry a child to be with you if it can secure us to be together. There's nothing I can do against them, but I want to be with you, and that is why I didn't want to hide this issue from you. I'm sorry for stressing you out, Tae." He cupped the younger's cheeks and pecked his lips just so naturally and sweetly it didn't feel awkward, at least not until he had wrapped his arms around the younger's chest again and that his embrace was so strong he could feel his own heart beat against the other's ribcage. Embarrassing. His tiers simply burnt for stealing a kiss but there was infact no coming back.
(part1/2)

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong wasn't really good with feelings and emotions, but he was damn sure all of the emotions that just crossed his roommate's expression were bad. Worry, slight fear, uneasiness.. Those were the ones that him the most.
He was starting to feel uneasy as well, as the other wasn't speaking yet, but the other's thumb on the back of his hand, quietly calmed his nerves down the slighest bit.

As the other spoke again, the uneasy feeling was back and Taeyong knew he was unconsciously frowning. He was actually scared now, of what the other might say to him. It was worrying him a lot.
He gave Yuta a small nod, letting him know he could go on, and the other gave a smile reassuring smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Taeyong appreciated the effort, but it didn't really ease him up.
Taeyong carefully listened to the other nodding in understanding as he mentioned the injection, and then replying a small 'yeah' when he stated Taeyong had also been injected.
His heart was beating really fast, and he was scared Yuta would hear it, or even feel it, when he pressed against him, their foreheads touching.
He squeezes Yuta's hand hard in his, as he could hear Yuta's tone turning a bit more scared as well.
Yuta's words hit Taeyong like a train at full speed and he pulled away from Yuta, his jaw dropping a little. He was mostly sure Yuta didn't mean it that way but it still hurt him a lot. He hoped those were not Yuta's thoughts, but him stating the reality of the situation. He wouldn't be able to take rejection from Yuta. Not now.
Not after all the time they spent together and definitely not after the way Yuta had treated him, taken care of him and worried for him.
He bit his lip to try and not cry right there on the spot. It'd be extremely embarassing not only to cry at a public place, but also in front of Yuta. Specially when Taeyong wasn't really one to cry often.
He lifted his eyes to meet Yuta's his hands shaking a little.
"But... isn't there a way to turn this around? To fight them on this?" As long as Yuta also wanted it, Taeyong would do anything to try and keep them together. He didn't ever want to get separated from Yuta.
If that happened, he would run away. He didn't want to get paired with anyone else besides Yuta.

Taeyong felt a bit comforted as Yuta said he didn't want to get paired with someone else, and that he'd also do anything for them to stay together.
As Yuta hugged him he felt a tear slip down his cheek and quickly cleaned it with his hand.
Taeyong wasn't afraid of a lot of things, but he had always dealt badly with rejection and getting abandoned, and this felt way too much like it.
If they took Yuta away from him, Taeyong would be back to nothing. No one to care for him, and no one who actually liked him for who he is, and enjoyed spending time with him.
He wanted nothing else but exacly what he has right now.
"I don't want anyone else either Yuta.... I don't want them to separate us.. They can't do that!" He said his tone raising a bit as he was getting a bit angry now.
Who did they think they were? Telling people who they should or should not be with, based on wether they could or not have children together. Why were they forced to have children either way? Shouldn't their opinion matter too?
Taeyong nodded quickly in agreement with the other.
"Definitely... I won't let them separate us if you also don't want to..." Taeyong nodded softly at Yuta's words letting out a small smile finally feeling fully comforted that Yuta also wanted to stay with him.
"I want that too..."
He just stood there, leaning his head on Yuta's shoulder and letting the rain fall over them for a few moments before pulling away to look back at him.
"Isn't there away to defend ourselves? I mean... Two guys who haven't been injected can't have children, because none of them have the injection but... If we both have it, it means both of us can have it... Does that mean none of us can play the uninjected one? As in... None of us can get the other pregnant if we wished too?" He was worried about the answer but knew what it was most likely going to be, yet he wasnted to confirm.
"There are lots of people out there, what does it matter that just two people won't have children... Even if they tried to pair me up with someone else I would never have children with them... I don't want to have children like this.. I'm not even sure I want to have children..." He said feeling his voice cracking a bit and his eyes getting teary again.
He was ranting out, but he couldn't really hold back. His anger and worry were taking control of him and he was really scared of what might happen to them.
"We can't let them do that Yuta..." He said reaching to hug Yuta again as he felt the tears leave his eyes again.

@⚣ l｡ taeyong ✓ This was unfair, beyond uncalled for. They had been having a nice time they were spending more time together, teasing each other and being what strangers would recognize as a couple but unfortunately, Yuta had to let the grey cloud over him shade his roommate as well. He knew Taeyong was a little curious, worried even, but all Yuta wished was to hug the younger again, hoping it would all go away, leaving just them and the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to him. He held Taeyong's hands in his, thumbs stroking the other's skin finding it hard to smile as if he could assure it would be alright. He wasn't sure it would be just yet.

“Look, Taeyong, I just looked around some and I thought it was irrelevant because I had no idea you'd mean so much to me but I don't want to keep it from you.”
He smiled, mostly to reassure his match, but he didn't know yet how to keep the cute lip biting that would definitely turn the other's mouth into an irresistibly attractive magnet to his own, he did not even have the heart to ask the other to not stress over it. This was all Taeyong communicated ever since he had so much in the shop and Yuta was starting to worry he had made his match uncomfortable and now scared on top of it.
“They match people to form couples to have kids. I suppose matching two injected males together is a cruel waste in their system and yet I was injected and your file says you were too. I-”
He cut himself, taking a long intake of air for what he was about to say to his roommate. Yuta did however made the remaining step between them to press his forehead against his match, now able to whisper to get his thoughts across without being overheard by anyone or any spying device.
“I think this is why we had weird mails. We were maybe never meant to be together.”
How harsh it sounded, even with the minimum sounds leaving his lips. He was scared to see Taeyong’s face, to see relief or too little attention to the issue. Although he knew his roommate did not wish to be shared, Yuta supposed that the idea of new possibilities with someone else could change it all. But he wanted to stick to his first roommate, his hold on the other's hand tightening.
“I can alter a few things on their online data… but if someone takes our files I think the secret would be out.” Meaning they'd have to be lucky and under the radar to remain together.
His nose brushed his roommate's tenderly as his hand moved to hold on his shoulders.

“It doesn't change a thing to me Taeyong, I don't want to be assigned elsewhere I don't wish to be found out, heck I'd even take some boring office job to never be found.” Now his narrow throat could be heard as he spoke, hands possessively moving to hug the other. He still felt scared Taeyong would not fear it like him, he knew he could lose his mind over this. He really wanted no one else.
“I don't want you to worry sick over this but if we want to fight this, together would be the way?”
Rain started falling down but Yuta was in no hurry yet, pulling the younger's hood over his silky black hair and finally looking him in the eyes.
“I will get back to finding solutions instead of just noting problems I swear. We can stay together, be happy together. Like yesterday. Just us against the world?”

Rain drops were dropping off Yuta's damp fringe but his eyes were just as watery, shining with hope almost. “I want to take care of you. By my side.” he added as he smiled and pulled his own hood over his head a little late. “As long as you want it, I will keep you safe I promise you.”
He was literally trying to sell himself to his match, hoping that just like they didn't want to share each other, they'd stand together in the storm or in the sun.

@⚣ n｡ yuta ✓ Taeyong lifted his head a little at the comforting hand on his back, before gasping a little in surprise as the other hugged.
His arms carefully moved up to wrap around the other as well his eyes closing at the feeling of Yuta's lips attached to his forehead.
And this was pretty much confirmation to what Taeyong had confessed right? Everything about Yuta's acts and words, confirmed he had seen through him and straight to his true intentions, and he accepted them.
He also wanted the same thing, and admitted it.
Maybe to outsiders, it might seem as they were beating around the bush and not really saying anything completely, or really admitting it. But two each other, and the way they knew the other, they knew neither of them was this straight forward with their feelings.
Specially not with this type of feelings, so this was straight forward for them, and they understood each other.
It may seem too small, but to them it was a huge step, and Taeyong was proud of himself for even saying that. It was unusual for him and yet he let it slip. And Yuta's reply was more than worth it to hear.
He couldn't loose him... ever...

Taeyong nodded along as Yuta choose the device smiling at little at the fact that the other had choosen the one that plays music.
He followed him through the store as he walked to the cashier to pay and gave the employee a smile as he wished them happiness, his hand quickly giving Yuta's a squeeze, enjoying the small joke that wasn't exacly a joke anymore.
As they walked out of the store and through the malls, Yuta's mood seemed to go down the slightest and Taeyong turned his head to face him as he stared at the floor.
At Yuta's next words, Taeyong wasn't sure if it was a good or a bad thing coming, but based on Yuta's current expression and mood it was probably bad news.
He just wished, hoped, Yuta was simply nervous and it was actually a good thing. He wasn't that lucky.
Taeyong was surprised as the other kept walking, but he knew better than to push Yuta to talk so he silentely walked after him outisde, and to a secluded area before the other stopped and faced him.
Taeyong had no idea where this was going and he was anxiously chewing on his bottom lip but he quickly nodded in reply.
He did remember the letter. It was quite meaningful to him now that he thought about it. He also did remember the errors and bluerred out words.
"I do.." He said slowly nodding his head and raising his eyebrow at the other, clearly confused about where this conversation was heading.
He shook his head at the next question, unconsciously holding his breath. He wasn't sure what it meant, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to know. He just hoped this wasn't temporary and that him and Yuta would have to part since he knew for a fact that he wouldn't be able to deal with it.