Abscond or Ensconce -- a TaeTen fanfic

01 - Stupidity

Taeyong peeled open his eyes, glancing around the bright room. He was laying down, wearing a white shirt that had obtained stains sometime last night, boxer shorts, and nothing else. While scanning the room, Taeyong had noticed a person attached to his side. He dropped his head back into the pillow, groaning slightly and scanning his memory to figure out how he had ended up asleep with Ten at his side. Taeyong came up with nothing but a recollection of sitting around a table with a beer and his bandmates. How did it get to this?

He picked Ten off his side and rolled out of the bed as quietly as possible, in hopes to keep Ten asleep. Since Ten didn't shift after he moved, Taeyong assumed he has succeeded and slipped out of the room.

Taeil was sitting on the couch, scrolling through Twitter when Taeyong emerged. He glanced up briefly to see who it was, murmured a "morning," and resumed staring at his phone.

Taeyong grunted in response and walked into the kitchen to find a glass of water. He opened a cabinet, searching for clean a glass in the meticulous way that many made fun of him for. He picked one up, scratching at a stain when Taeil spoke up.

"So... how much of last night do you remember?"

"Not much, why?" Taeyong replied, filling his glass with water while glancing around the dirty dormroom with disgust.

"Are you sure? It was, uh, pretty crazy."

"What do you mean? We just got drunk right?" Taeyong took a sip of his water, letting the cool liquid rehydrate his dry mouth.

"Uh, well yes, we were drunk." Taeil looked up from his phone again, glancing around before continuing. "Drunk enough you don't remember the kiss."

Taeyong choked on his water, the memory rushing back to him. Water dripped down his chin and onto his already stained shirt as he gaped at his own stupidity.

"So... I guess you remember now." Taeil said somewhere nearby, returning his gaze to his phone screen. Taeyong didn't notice, his moment of idiocy playing in his head over and over again.

The room was dark, and there was a game of something going on. Taeyong wasn't really paying attention, rather staring at Ten. He was in shock, Ten's beauty in the dim light was breathtaking. He didn't know if he was breathing Ten was so handsome. His drunk smile was the cutest thing Taeyong had ever seen. Taeyong himself was smiling, but it was a smile of affection. The kind where just one side of his mouth turns up. Kinda like a smirk, but without the malice.

He stumbled forward, fumbling with Ten's Thai name to get his attention. It worked, Ten turned his silly smile towards the taller figure heading towards him.

Taeyong put one hand around Ten's head and the other around his torso, pulling Ten so their entire torsos were touching. Running his fingers through Ten's hair, Taeyong began to lean closer. Ignoring the stares from his fellow teammates, he planted his lips on Ten's, savoring the perfect moment.

"You gonna close your mouth or just stand there?" Taeil asked, snapping Taeyong back into reality. He closed his mouth, set down the glass, and tried to take in the weight of what his drunk mind had done last night. In front of the whole team. A kiss. With Ten. On purpose. Never would he ever live this down.

"Does Ten know?" Taeyong asks abruptly, looking at Taeil again.

"How am I supposed to know if Ten knows? He's still sleeping, right? Worry about it when he wakes up, you have other things to be doing."

"Right... Okay..." Taeyong downed the rest of his water and started towards back towards his bedroom to clean up before dance practice.

Johnny walked out of his room just as Taeyong made it to his own door. Pausing, Taeyong turned to Johnny.

"Do you remember?"

"The freak Tyong, I just woke up." Johnny squinted at Taeyong, trying to understand what he was asking.

"No, of course, I don't remember. I don't know what it is, but I don't remember."

Taeyong eyed Johnny suspiciously but knew he wasn't gonna get any more info, so he continued into his room to change into dancing clothes.

Creeping into the room, Taeyong saw Ten lying on the bed, still fast asleep. The last thing Taeyong wanted was to confront his friend about their "moment," so he started playing the quiet game again. He didn't want to wake Ten, but he wanted to get to the studio as quickly as possible. Trying to go through drawers quietly wasn't easy, nor shifting through hangers quickly.

But somehow Taeyong didn't only choose an outfit, he put it on without waking Ten. Heaving a deep sigh of relief he slipped back out of the room, grabbing his phone and dropping into a pocket.

He did a quick sweep of the dorm before leaving. Yuta was the only one still asleep, clinging to Winwin like a koala to a tree. Taeyong just hoped he wasn't planning to do anything rash when he woke up.

"Hey, uh, let's keep in on the down low?" Taeyong asked Taeil on the way out the door.

"Keep wha--oh. Yeah sure."

"What are we keeping?" Jaehyun asked, look back and forth between the two.

Taeyong glanced nervously at Taeil, silently pleading for help.

"Taeyong did something stupid last night and he doesn't want Ten to know."

Jaehyun's eyes filled with sudden understanding, and his mouth dropped open. After a solid five seconds, he closed it and looked straight at Taeyong.

"You're screwed, man. You were so into that."

Taeyong had started agreeing to the first sentence but stopped abruptly at the second. He glared at Jaehyun, then Taeil, then grabbed his water bottle and walked out