Taemin's House

@† Taecyeon Taemin didn't hear the intrusion of his partner coming into the open room over his muffled noises under the covers, his eyes widen and he jolts naturally when the covers are yanked off of him.

"T-Taecyeon!" He managed to choke out as he held the firmly in his hands, which was buried deep inside of him still. He shivered and swallowed thickly with the way his master whispers those words, giving him two options he would have a conflict with picking from. Of course, he wanted the real deal and wanted his master's in him, but he also wanted to know what it would be like to have two '' in him at the same time. Instead of letting his master know verbally what he desired, he turned around to lay on his back, legs spread out as he slowly moved the toy again, becoming quite the tempting visual for the man before him.
He was giving Taecyeon, a mischievous and lustful stare, hoping that this would be enough to let him know to just him, even if there was a toy inside of him.

@‡ Taemin Taecyeon had been sound asleep, but after a few minutes, his face contorted. A noise - - or noises to be more accurate - - were interrupting his slumber, and he woke slowly, sitting up, his hair sticking out, his brow furrowed. Patting the bed, he realized he was alone, and grumbling under his breath, he slid to the edge of the mattress, slumped in a sitting position, waiting a few moments for his eyes to grow accustomed to the dark before rising to his feet. Clad in boxers, Taecyeon scratched his bare chest as he padded out to the living room in search of the sounds that had disturbed him. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw Taemin on the couch. Yanking the blanket off of his lover, he growled.

"Why the are you using a when you've got the real thing?"

Resting a knee on the couch, Taecyeon bent over Taemin, one of his hands gripping the back of the couch, his lips hovering near his sub's ear. "Should I replace the with my - - or should I leave the where it is and add my too? Your choice, baby."

@† Taecyeon (even though it's taemin's place I don't wanna lose the other thread for a lil surprise XD so pretending this is taecs)

Taemin woke up and instantly he felt a huge need, a desire to be touched in a certain way. He glanced over to see Taecyeon sleeping and didn't want to wake him up just for his silly request, plus doing it himself wasn't bad either and he was desperate.
Quietly getting out of bed, he made his way to the living room to lay back down but on the couch, throwing a blanket over him.
He had made sure to bring some lube and a in case his fingers wouldn't be able to help out anymore.
Pulling down his shorts, he pressed his chest to the cushion and lifted his hips slightly, his fingers coated with lube circled around his needy entrance before pushing one inside.
He began ing his finger slowly only to pick up the pace and then later add another digit while quietly into the couch. As time went by, he needed more and all he could think about was Taecyeon's spreading his , filling him so good. The imaginated thought was enough to make a pre- mess below himself, as he ready the against his ring of muscles.

Slowly he inserted it and a pleased cry comes out. "Taecyeon....."

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@† Taecyeon A grin curling on his face, eyeing the master like a snack with his current appearance, how cute he appeared with his messy hair but how that same cuteness made him extremely attractive.
"Oh just grabbing a glass of wa-"
Words come to a stop when the cup is brought down to the counter, and even so, the sub couldn't speak anything about the situation, only to be picked up in Taecyeon's arms, shrieking softly at the swat.
"taec~ I'm not teasing at all~"
Taemin wiggles his hips while being held over Taecyeon's shoulders, continuing the teasing. "Taecyeon...ah...please...ah it feels so good~" his lips as he keeps that sly grin*

@‡ Taemin [SH] the minute they stepped inside taemin's house, taecyeon kicked out of his shoes, and he started to work on his sweater, tugging at the hem, pulling it off over his head. when he finally managed to remove it, his chest exposed, his hair mussed up, the elder stared in surprise when he realized that taemin had wandered into the kitchen and was helping himself to a drink of water.
"baby, what are you doing?"
striding into the kitchen, taecyeon took the glass of water out of taemin's hand, setting it on the counter with a bang. grunting, he picked the sub up, throwing him over his shoulder, carrying him to the bedroom, one of his hands giving taemin's a little swat.
"you're the one who got me hard, and you said you'd help me out. stop teasing!"

@† Taecyeon Taemin tightened his legs together when he felt the fingers of his partner firmly pressing into his leg, smiling eagerly at Taecyeon.
"Coming~"
Taking his master's hand and hurried his strides to his home, taking his keys to unlock the place, pushing the door open for them as he gently gives Taecyeon a tug to come inside.
The sub took off his shoes and an idea sprung to him, what if he acted reserved, innocent and took his time, wanting to see what kind of reactions he would get, if his master would easily become inpatient. He strolled over to the kitchen humming contently, taking out a glass to pour water in it.
"Oh my, I'm so thirsty." His voice innocent but still somehow playful as he slowly drank his water, eyes lingering over the rim to observe his master.

@‡ Taemin [SH] [take your time. i'll be back later too]

@† Taecyeon (going to be out for a bit so will reply soon)

@‡ Taemin [SH] taecyeon was glad that the trip to taemin's place didn't take long. pulling up in front, taecyeon parked the car, giving his lover's thigh a squeeze. "come on, baby." hurrying around to the passenger side of the car, taecyeon helped taemin,out, linking their fingers together before he tugged the smaller up the pathway to the front door. waiting for taemin to unlock the door, taecyeon shifted from one foot to the other, his heart roaring in his ears.

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@† Taecyeon Taemin eyes lit up, grateful that things seemed to work out perfectly, enjoying the moment of Kkoong kissing Taecyeon, making sure to lock that memory in his head for a long time.
"I think so too, surely tonight with a good cuddle session between us three."
Taemin went back to his stuff to take out the cat carrier, taking Kkoong and puts her inside it no problem, locking it up.
"Ready to go oldie~"

@‡ Taemin watching taemin and kkoong together made taecyeon smile, and when taemin suggested he try to get kkoong to smooch him too, he nodded his head eagerly. accepting the treat for kkoong, taecyeon tapped his lips, puckering them before he asked the small cat for a kiss. kkoong hesitated for a few moments, but, eventually she leaned up, resting on his back legs, her front paws flailing a bit as she nosed the master's lips. taecyeon beamed at the kkoong, offering her the treat before he looked over at taemin.
"i think she'll get used to me soon. she's a little sweetheart, taemin."
rising to his feet, taecyeon smiled at the sub, noticing that he seemed to be ready to go.
"does kkoong have a carrier? we should get going so you can get some sleep."

@† Taecyeon After Kkoong had warm a bit with the playing and being by the stranger by herself, she finally got close to him, pressing a paw onto Taecyeon's lap to get his attention.
Meanwhile Taemin moved back and forth the place, getting everything he would need for kkoong and himself at the master's place.
Bringing the luggage over by the door and some cat stuff in another bag, smiling at the sight of the two so he remeets them, kneeling down.
"Wanna see something, maybe she can do it with you."
Taemin hides a treat in his hand and points to his pucker lips "kiss~" she glanced over to her owner and stands up on her back legs to give Taemin a smooch and happily eats her reward. The sub beamed brightly and handed a treat to Taecyeon so he could try.
"Give it a try"

@‡ Taemin taecyeon remained in the spot he'd chosen on the floor, hoping his steadiness would encourage the small cat to appear from under the couch. when kkoong's little paw appeared the first time, taecyeon couldn't help but smile, teasing the feather across the floor, trying to encourage her to abandon the couch.
"take your time, taemin. i like to think kkoong and i will be good friends"
when taecyeon saw kkong's head peak out, he laughed happily.
"i'm your friend, little kkoong. i'm crazy about your master, and i'm hoping you'll let me be close to you too. you and i can take care of taemin together."
grinning at the cat, taecyeon kept the feather dancing near the couch, making sure not to make any other sudden moves to disturb the small creature. he suddenly remembered a puppy he'd had as a boy, and a wave of nostalgia made him feel warm and happy. being around taemin made him feel so many things he hadn't dealt with in years, and he was really starting to like it. it felt like he was fully alive again.

@† Taecyeon Taemin stood there and watched how the two interacted with one another, enjoying the cute sight of it all as Kkoong's attention was easily caught by the toy.
Her head moving back and forth as she watches the toy, striking her paw at it a few times before peeking out from the couch to try and leap at it.
"Okayie dokie, you two have fun now, I'll be back."
Taemin heads to his bedroom, closing the door of his bathroom along the way before he made it to his room, getting his largest bag so he can start packing some of the things he would need.

@‡ Taemin when kkoong hides under the couch, taecyeon's shoulders fall since he was hoping to hit it off with taemin's cat right away. when taemin offered him a toy with a feather, taecyeon nods, getting down on the floor near where kkoong might be.
teasing the feather along the bottom of the couch where kkoong can see it, taecyeon tries to entice the little cat to join him. patiently settling himself on the floor, taecyeon runs the feather along the floor, shaking it, trying to lure kkoong to him.
"i'll stay here and play with kkoong. why don't you grab what you need - - cat food, clothes, whatever?"

@† Taecyeon *Her tail would flick a few times while eyeing Taecyeon quietly, inching her head out to sniff a few times at his finger only to wiggle her way out of Taemin's arms to the floor, running off to the hide under the couch. Taemin laughs softly and reaches to rub your shoulder.
"Don't you worry, she doesn't like being held for so long, mm maybe..."
He spots a toy, one that would extend out with a line and a feather at the end, taking it to hand it to the master.
"Lure her out to you with this, sure playing with her is a good way to go."

@‡ Taemin taecyeon follows taemin into the house, his smile growing wider when taemin admitted that he trusted him. hanging back a little in case his presence would disturb taemin's cat, he watched as the sub seemed to be searching for kkoong, surprised when he found her in the grand piano. tipping his head to one side, he couldn't imagine a more adorable pair than taemin and kkoong, the small gray and white cat purring and meowing in the softest manner as taemin snuggled with her.
taking a few steps closer, taecyeon held out a hand for the cat to sniff, hoping it would be clear that he wasn't a threat.
"hello, kkoong. i'm a friend of taemin's, and i hope we can be friends too."

@† Taecyeon Taemin made his way to the front door, unlocking the place with a key before pushing it open so they both could easily walk in and get settle at home for a bit.
The sub turned around to look back at the master, blinking a few times and smiling at the sweetness of which those words that he said had managed to carry with them.
"Its no problem, I wouldn't share this place with anyone else really. I trust you, and....slowly opening to you I guess.* He ends up muttering the last bit shyly as he searches the usual kkoong hanging spots, finding her chilling in the grand piano once again. He opens the lid and scoops her out of there, instantly meowing and purring when he holds her, though she pauses as her big curious eyes fall upon Taecyeon.
"kkoong meet TaecTaec~"

@‡ Taemin taecyeon followed taemin up to the front door of his home. to be honest, the master was a little surprised by how bright and attractive the sub's home appeared, and he wasn't sure what he'd been imagining. maybe taemin's initial reluctance to let him see the place had made him assume that somehow taemin was ashamed of his home, but there was nothing about the place that would inspire a lack of confidence. smiling at taemin, taecyeon paused as they reached the door, catching the sub's eye.
"thank you for bringing me here, taemin. i know it's hard to share your private space with someone else.
now, let me meet your kkoong. i can't wait - - "

Taemin woke up, laid in bed with his eyes glued to the ceiling and hands resting on his stomach. He was having trouble sleeping, trouble with just hanging at the club once again. He missed someone...and the things they would do. He really missed Taecyeon, and had wondered how he was doing, what he was up to. He missed sleeping with him see nights and the kisses, he missed it so much but he knew that it had to end, his mental health was lowering as he hanged out with him and got closer to him, he had gotten himself attached. So now he was lonely, and sad....if only things could be different...
He reached for his phone and called his doctor, bothering them to ask about the process of his spot on the waitlist, all that they would just say was he was still on it and not how many months or weeks he had to wait. He sighed softly, perhaps if things went by faster he could have still be with Taecyeon and be closer to others.
Now he knew he should put up more.space, to not bother with small talk and simply go to the club and get.human contact and affection through rough .
He sighed once again, the pain in his chest only growing as the days went by without Taecyeon.

*heads home, the moment I do arrive, I find myself instantly heading to my bed, plopping down onto it. I crawl under the covers with a whine and sniffles a little bit, taking another pillow from across me to be my cuddle buddy*

(not a starter, just a progression of Taemin's uh development??? Tw: for accident hand injury)

It only been a few days, but they were rough ones, seemed like it had been weeks, of restless sleeping and loss of appetite for Taemin. Though he still managed to go to work, he managed to play the piano every time for so many hours, but he wasn't the same self anymore, he kept to himself, wanting to be hidden away from everyone's eyes. He managed to do that well as a pianist who would play on stage at bars or lounges, he was able to do it though the voices would use that fact, twist it around to their fit to say 'he is invisible because he is meaningless' or 'no one notices you because you are just dirt.'

He arrived home and he was exhausted....mainly mentally, it was non stop with the noises and it seemed impossible to hush them back to whispers.
Taemin fed only Kkoong tonight and he strolled back to the washroom, preparing himself for a long needed shower.

His reflection stopped him in his tracks, leaving him staring at himself and letting the voices increase into yelling, he looked undisturbed by it as he just stood there, perhaps for minutes or even for an hour.

Suddenly out of no where, like lightening striking in the middle of the night with no warning, Taemin d at the mirror with his curled hand, causing it to crack from the impact and his hand started bleeding.

It slowly creeped into his mind, he slowly snapped back to reality and found himself crouched down to the floor, holding his wrist as he watched red liquid seep out of his hand wound. He winced his face as the pain suddenly got to him and with that the voices began to quiet down, soon enough Taemin could hear the sound of the clock ticking from the room, it was the silence he had always wanted. 

His grip tighten around his wrist as he got up to clean his wound, or as best as he could before wrapping it up with a bunch of bandages he had luckily. It stung everytime he would move his hand, it felt hot underneath the bandages knowing his blood was soaking into the cloth.

Taemin moved over to the living room, now knowing something new that night, something beneficial to his wellbeing, to his survival throughout the wait.

He went over to his piano and sat down in front of it, he begun to play a slow song before allowing the song to pick up. He was grateful he could hear just the piano now, he was grateful that the voices seemed to vanish for now and so he thought about his life while playing. Figuring out what he was to do, he wouldn't be able to survive alone but he wouldn't survive either by being with people he cared about. He thought it over as his fingers effortlessly moved around the keys, he knew deep down, despite the years of being told horrible things, he knew that he must be loveable....that every human was sociable...that there must be some hope to be cared for...to hear sweet things from someone....It was a slim light of hope that he had for himself, easily overpowered most of his days by the darkness. The pianist was also afraid at the thought of being close to someone, to risk being special to someone, to risk being even a friend....so he thought....perhaps he would be around people but with a thick wall and much distance, that he would simply people watch and not dare gain a friend who would hurt him.

He finished the song and sat silent for a moment, he thought about it for a long time...about his returning to the club. He squeezed his injuried hand, wincing from it as he silenced the creeping whispers.

He knew what to do next for himself.

https://youtu.be/yGzislUexUU (song he plays)

Arriving home from two back to back shifts, naturally the pianist was tired and was ready to sleep,  if it was even possible with the amount of whispering that was occuring for him.

Taemin had grew a custom to the whispering, ever since his mom's incident it had started as a single whispering voice only to grow in numbers through out the months, making it sound like he was stuffed in a room of non-stop gossiping people.

It only grew silent when he first joined a club where socializing with others had help, but then it came back gradually as very quiet whispers. Getting his heartbroken by his first love, relationship and with someone he had a future planned out with is when it came back faster and much louder.  He joined black paradise, as like the other club it too help quiet things down but he knew it would come back but something new occurred. He noticed the voices getting louder with certain people he would talk to, some days it was a struggle to ignore what they were saying and so he had to escape for a bit and find something to help quiet it down. Soon enough the tiring voices had won the battle, as to explain why he felt he didn't belong at the club, he was convinced, especially when talking with those that he liked to be around with, the voices grew louder.

He rest his back against his front door as his tired eyes fell onto Kkoong who was sleeping undisturbed on her little princess castle tower. Taemin took his shoes off, leaving them anywhere on the floor before dragging his legs to the washroom to clean himself up before heading into bed. He glanced and locked his gaze onto the mirror, looking at his reflection and at that moment he could feel his jaw tense up, his eyes filling with hatred.

Taemin knew he needed help, but with paying his mother's hospital bills and bills for the house, he didn't have any money to use for seeing a psychiatrist. Though he has been on a waiting list for someone who would be covered by the government but of course....he has been waiting for quite a while and had an issue where his file was lost somehow so he was back at square one of waiting for a year or so when he had to resubmit his referral.

He washed himself up, and took one more glance at himself, the voices getting louder that soon they weren't whispers, it was like a crowd of people arguing with each other,  whatever they were saying was all the same, bad things about himself. Repeating whatever his mom had said over the years, trying to make a point of what Taemin was; worthless trash, a mistake, unlovable, nothing.

Taemin shut off the lights and attempted to try and sleep despite all the loud shouting going on, he pulled his night table drawer to take out a ring, slipping it on his ring finger to try one of his ways to hush the voices, picturing the sweet yet bitter memories of the master he had loved deeply...memories that will soon fade and become bitter , but they helped with distracting, at least for now.

@‡ Seunghyun (gasps a noob. Lmao wait what do you mean set it up? Taemin is going to be okay, he is just going to casually spiral in isolation stuff and yeah. Dkxheksj)