Can I unsend that? - taeten

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"LET'S FUCKING PARTY, BABES," Johnny's yell officially started the party. 

"Johnny get off the table," Taeil, Johnny's impulse control, scolded. "Get off, I just wiped it."

Johnny climbed off Taeil's dinning room table. "Sorry, babe," he said with a sheepish smile. Johnny pulled the smaller into a tight back hug. "How can I make it up to you?"

Taeil's face flushed a deep red at the sudden affection. "Just, just don't do it again, okay?"

"Okay," Johnny flipped Taeil around so they were facing each other, "Now let's party!"

Ten couldn't help smiling at his friends' antics. His attention was turned away from them when someone one tapped on his shoulder. 

"Want a drink?" Kun held up the other cup he was holding. 

"Yeah sure, thanks," Ten took the held up cup from Kun, and took a sip. 

"No problem," Kun swung his arm over Ten's shoulders. "Shall we dance?" 

"Who are you, Block B?" Ten laughed out, "But yes, let's go dance." Ten chugged the remainder of his cup and threw it over his shoulder. "HOOOO!"

"Ten, don't litter," Kun bent over to pick up Ten's discarded cup. He walked over to the recycling bin and gently dropped the cup into it. He then returned to Ten's side, who was now dancing by himself. 

"Sorry," Ten said, but Kun knew he didn't mean it. 

Kun sighed, "Alright," he took Ten's hand and twirled him around. 

The pair eventually made their way to the middle of the established dance floor and had everyone's eyes on them. They were powerful dancers, but the love in their eyes was more powerful. It was impossible to not be slightly jealous of them. 

Ten's smile was always brightest when dancing, with the smiles reserved for Kun as a close second. He naturally drew people in. 

Kun pulled Ten in for a kiss, and for a moment, time stopped. 

When they pulled apart, everything started again. The thumping music, the grinding bodies, the drinking. 

"I'm gonna get another drink," Ten said, slightly out of breath. Kun just nodded in response and let go of his waist. Ten slowly made his way through the mass of bodies into the kitchen. 

"How are you and Kun?" 

"Oh, hi Taeil. Things are good, really nice," Ten said with a dreamy voice while grabbing a cup. 

"That's great, your anniversary is coming up soon isn't, right?" Taeil asked. 

"Yup! Wow, it's been almost two years since Kun and I started dating. These two years have been the best years of my life."

Taeil slightly chuckled, "You are so whipped for him. It's cute." 

"As if you and Johnny are any better. When's the wedding," Ten raised his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

Taeil choked on his drink. "I, I haven't asked yet," he mumbled.

"You WHAT?! YOU'VE HAD THAT RING FOR LIKE THREE MONTHS AND YOU'VE HAVEN'T PROPOSED?"

"Lower your voice! I just couldn't find the right time. Johnny always makes sure everything is absolutely perfect, and so I want to do the same. I want to propose to him in the perfect way." Taeil was suddenly entranced by the contents of his cup. 

Ten put his hand on Taeil's shoulder. "Hey, no matter how or when you propose it will be perfect. You could trip over yourself and vomit on him before, and he would still say yes."

Taeil brightened up at Ten's statement. "Hopefully I don't do that, but thanks. You're right."

"Of course I'm right! I'm Ten!" Ten swung his arms up into the air, spilling some of his drink onto the floor. "Whoops, sorry. Oh, I think Kun is calling me, gotta go," Ten ran out of the kitchen before Taeil could scold him. 

When Ten reentered the living room, he saw his worst nightmare. Some girl was on Kun's lap and they were making out. Kun's hands were on her ass and her hands were around his neck. Ten didn't notice he was crying until he felt the hot tears on his lips. 

His sobs could be heard over the loud music. The last thing Ten remembered was Kun turning to look at him, before he collapsed. 

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Okay, I love KunxTen, but I'm always a slut for angst.