Tell me pretty lies,
Look me in the face,
Tell me that you love me,
Even if it's fake,
'Cause I don't ing care, at all

There is loud bang on the door

‘Yutaaaaa open the door Yutaaaaaa, sweet Yutaa’ disappointment and sadness swells in Yuta’s accelerating heart as he recognises the voice. It was way into the night and his roommate had a habit of forgetting his keys in his school bag. God knows what he has been up to. If the stench of alcohol wasn’t an indication enough the way Taeyong slurred in his words and actions were something else. His bloodshot eyes and disgruntled hair and clothes made Yuta wonder why the hell he found him attractive let alone charismatic in the first place. But his thoughts don’t go further as Taeyong latches onto his shoulders and starts to smoulder his neck with kisses.

The elder’s eyes shone as soon as a groggy Yuta opened the door for him. ‘Yutaaa I missed you’

‘Let’s get in before the neighbours call up the police on you’ if Yuta didn’t care about Taeyong h would’ve let him stay out in the winter night and never woke up in the middle of a good rest. But this was Taeyong even if he never cared to treat Yuta with respect Yuta would still wake up at 3am to open the door for him.

And you've been out all night
I don't know where you've been
You're slurring all your words, not making any sense
But I don't ing care, at all

‘Taeyong get off we need to get you to bed’ the Japanese boy struggled to push Taeyong off him while also holding him so that he doesn’t fall. Holding someone’s weight was something but holding the weight of a drunk person was something else and Yuta was losing his patience.

‘But Yutaa you taste soo nice’ he was doing it again looking at Yuta with that intense gaze and he was drunk. ‘Look sleep with me’ for a moment Taeyong looked and sounded sober then his cheeky smile interrupted his face ‘I like it when you smell of me hehehe’ Yuta had to remain strong but the butterflies in stomach were definitely awake now. The foe was especially cute today. As much as cuddling Taeyong was tempting Yuta didn’t want the germs of whoever was in contact with Taeyong at whatever club he decided to hit up this time. Disregarding that Yuta laid Taeyong down on the sofa so that he can easily remove his shoes and socks while Taeyong watched him like he was bringing the sun and the mo