NCT WON ASIAN ARTIST AND YUTA LOOKED SO AMAZING AGHSJDG THAT 7TH SENSE REMIX anyways i hope you enjoy the chapter below, some plot development (i have attempted) but i think i did ty on teh character development ENJOY! 

Taeyong wasn’t expecting to turn up to Yuta’s laughter when he got the dorm but he wasn’t complaining. After Johnny’s knack for inserting a jab at Taeyong and Yuta sleeping together into every sentence he needed some brightness in his life. Maybe not in the form of Jaehyun sitting on their couch and making Yuta laugh like that, humph. ‘Hi guys’ their heads whipped around to face him

‘Oh hi taeyong-shi’ ‘hey Taeyong’

‘We saved you some chicken and rice in the kitchen’

‘Don’t worry I made them not Yuta so you won’t get poisoned’

‘Hahahaha thanks Jaehyun’ he tried his best to ignore the faint slap from Yuta at Jaehyun’s chest

Taeyong wished the rice wasn’t as good as it was but there was no hiding it his ex-crush was a good cook maybe even better than Taeyong himself and better for Yuta too he thought sulkily. If he wasn’t scared of making a mess Taeyong would’ve locked himself in his room, but whether he disappeared into his room or not his presence meant nothing to the two people in the living room, why was it so hard to maintain Yuta’s attention for goodness sake and Jaehyun’s as well. Their faces barely moved while their hands frantically danced over the buttons on their game consoles, their eyes whizzing about the screen. It was actually quiet fun to watch Yuta lose all his , flip himself on the sofa but then get right back into the game within a few milliseconds, it was cute. Everything was cute until they (Jaehyun and Yuta) started bumping into each-other to mess up the control the other had over their console. Jaehyun was bigger than Yuta and easily sat on Yuta who definitely didn’t seem to mind and started to tickle Jaehyun, Jaehyun retaliated and the game was forgotten. Oh no. First he had to remove his jumper. Put the dishes he used away, wipe the table, maybe once no twice. They were talking quiet closely now. Push the chair in, maybe he could sweep the floor. Jaehyun’s hushed voice drifted to him. No he wasn’t going to look he could do with cleaning the fridge. ‘Jaehyun’ Yuta squealed, why would Yuta squeal, Yuta never squealed. Too bad the fridge was tidy, the floor was clean and ‘hahahahaha’ right! What were they laughing at now? All he had to do was go there and naturally in the middle and join in right.

‘Omg taeyong why are you so heavy’

‘He isn’t that heavy yuta’

‘You think I am heavy yuta’

‘I didn’t mean it in that way, Jaehyun what are you doing’

‘But you said heavy, heavy connotes with elephant in my books and –

‘Is this English why are you talking about connotations?’

‘You do an English degree Yuta’

‘Taeyong tell him to leave me alone’

‘Jaehyun leave him alone’ and with that statement Jaehyun pushed Taeyong’s legs off his lap ‘argh Jaehyunnn!’ Yuta let out a laughter of glee at the events but he held onto to Taeyong’s shoulder to steady him. ‘Yuta why are you laughing I was defending you’ the offended gaze taeyong was throwing Yuta pushed him into releasing another laugh. Taeyong was once again the reason why Yuta laughed.

‘See this is why you don’t trust a scorpio’ Jaehyun chimed in and this time it was Taeyong who laughed while Yuta pouted.

‘Don’t use my sun sign against me, plus I don’t believe it so it shouldn’t apply to me’ even though his argument made no sense taeyong still nodded his head at Yuta’s words

‘You don’t have to believe it for it to be applicable on you dumbo’

‘Let’s play fifa’ Yuta enthusiastic voice rang out. Taeyong was now seated in the middle of the sofa with Yujae on either side of him, he had pulled up his knees and made himself comfortable on Yuta’s side. After 3 matches Taeyong piped in ‘don’t you guys have a presentation coming up in week11’

‘Yeah week 11 not-‘

‘Next week is week 11’ as soon as he revealed that the shock present on boys’ face was enough to make him sigh loudly.

‘How do you know this anyways?’ Jaehyun’s curious voice came in sight inspecting Taeyong like he was a new species

‘You teacher is my tutor’

‘awwh is little taeyong the favourite of our dear teacher’ Jaehyun cooed and made a moved to pinch gently at Taeyong’s cheeks

‘Yuta tell him to leave me alone’ Taeyong threw one of his legs over Yuta’s thighs

‘Jae babe stop teasing him’ how casually Yuta said those stunned taeyong more than the way he addressed Jaehyun.

‘But Yu honey-‘

‘He said leave me alone’ Taeyong shot a smug smirk at Jaehyun as he moved back to lay on Yuta’s shoulder. Another match started and their conversation was left there but the amount of contact taeyong had with Yuta increased. Taeyong now moved himself behind Yuta and wrapped his legs around Yuta’s waist. He shot the glancing Jaehyun and stinky face (the face you make when you smell something stinky)

‘Taeyong my neck is ticklish don’t breath on it heheh’ Taeyong loosened his arms around Yuta and leaned back on the sofa

‘Let go out tonight’ Taeyong nudges Yuta’s back to tell him that he was speaking to him

‘Where?’ was the absent minded reply that taeyong received

‘A gallery or something’

‘Hmm’

‘I’m gonna look-

‘Going to not gonna tae

‘Ok grammar police, we can go on a café hunt if I can’t find a good gallery exhibit. Christmas is nearby so we need to do Christmas shopping as well at some point, there will be sales and you can take advantage of that…’ at this point taeyong knew he was rambling but he didn’t care and carried on talking

‘Taeyong can you shut up for a minute or something’ Jaehyun said that without even looking at taeyong and personally taeyong was quiet offended at Jaehyun’s sudden burst. W