100 | jaeyong [1]

twelve (m)

With a heavy breath, Jaehyun looks down at the older male. Taeyong's hand is covering his inflamed face. Older's torso is covered with their mixed seed and sweat. Jaehyun slowly leans in, his hand smearing the topping of Taeyong's stomach like the painter spreading the paint on the naked canvas.

He catches Taeyong's lips and gives him a quick but deep kiss. He breaks from it and looks at Taeyong to move the hand from the latter's eyes. He notices the tears staining silver haired male's face.

Jaehyun's eyes widen but he quickly breaks his alarmed expression to a smile seeing how Taeyong giggles softly.

Supporting his figure on the bed, the younger male rests his forehead on Taeyong's and lets the small laugh escape his mouth too.

— — — —

Taeil smirks to himself as his vehicle pulls up beside the three trucks which the escapees have taken with them. They are way too predictable, appearing at the abandoned city.

The red haired male stops the truck, gesturing for the trucks and vans following to also come to a halt.

He happily gets out of the vehicle, whistling a joyful jingle to himself as he walks down the long and seemingly abandoned main road of the town.

It doesn't take long for a familiar face to walk out onto the road to approach the intruder.

"Bong Sangpil" Taeil calls his name out.

"I'm afraid what you're looking for isn't here" The older states as he comes to a stop, a few feet away from the red haired male.

"Don't lie to me, you know nothing good ever comes from lying to someone as insane as myself" The red haired male chuckles lowly.

Sangpil pushes his coat to the side as he reveals a gun which has been slipped into his belt. "Unless your dear old fiancé is with you, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Taeil is slightly taken aback as he hears his old friend saying this. The pair used to work together when it came to going after those who were to be captured, that was until it was time for Sangpil's son to be collected. Then he took off with a bunch of his people, including his son and took over this run down city.

As much as he wants to, Taeil holds back and doesn't invade his lifestyle to take his kid. Besides, the kid is 19 now. There's hardly a point.

"Don't be this way Sangpil. I let you keep your boy, the least you could do is give my things back."

Sangpil just sighs as he shakes his head. It's clear he won't be giving in to the man's words.

Frowning, Taeil points his finger straight at the older. "I'm going to get Doyoung and I'll be right back to invade this city of yours. That boy, Jungwoo, will be coming with us. Consider that your payment for me not killing you right now."

No other words are shared as Taeil turns on his heel, walking straight back to his truck.

— — — —

Waking up in someone's warm embrace was nice for a change. Taeyong instantly felt safe for the first time in years as he slowly opened his eyes.

As he stirs awake, he feels the grip around his waist only tightening as the younger seems to also be waking up.

"Morning" Jaehyun mutters.

"Good morning" Taeyong turns in his arms to face the younger as he pecks his lips. They are just too irresistible. He completely forgets about all his worries as he just gazes at his still half asleep lover for these precious moments.