There were something wrong with him, Jihoon has no doubt.

He feels like a broken toy. He can’t really understand why there’s seems to be some missing pieces in his mind, but his brain wasn’t working lucidly like it should…

... But Jihoon knows it’s because of that thing.

That thing he does all the time.

The way Taeil smiles.

His pink, soft lips; his small, shining eyes; his handsome face, everything in Taeil brights up when he smiles. The space around him fills with warmth. His contagious laugh echoes like a delightful symphony. Hearts burst in tenderness, and no one can hold back a smile at that precious moment.

It was all magic when Taeil smiles, you could feel how the nasty taste of cruel reality turn instantly sweet with just one simple grin, and nothing could be bad at those ephemeral instants…

… It was beautiful.

The way Taeil could make you believe, for a tiny fraction of a second, that there was nothing to worry about; that the world was indeed a wonderful place; that your life wasn’t as ty as it seems all days; that you weren’t as weak as you think.

It was simply amazing.

All that bubbling joy, all that sparkling happiness, all that blinding hope, all that power which could make your heart explode in the most wanting warmness was  concentrated in just a moment, just a grin.

It was dazzling.

Jihoon could bet his life to the same Devil and win if he says there is  no human being who couldn’t melt by Taeil’s smile; even himself was melting –was burning- at the moment… but not precisely because of the tenderness in Taeil’s smile.

That was what it was so wrong in him.

Under the dim neon lights of the night club, thanks to the soft effect of alcohol and overshadowing the catchy electro pop song at the background Taeil’s smiles wasn’t lovely in Jihoon’s wanting black eyes. He knows it by the way those tiny shining orbs take a quick glance at him on the other side of the table…

…It says it all.

Taeil’s adorable smiling eyes turn in tempting smirking ones just for him. Smirking seductive eyes which seem to be challenging him at the most unfair game Jihoon is perfectly sure he couldn’t resist much longer to play.

¿Who could be able to resist that thing, anyways?

Damn, Taeil is so cruel…

Taeil seems to have a pretty clear idea of what he causes on him, and still, Taeil keeps smiling in that way every time any stupid jokes comes from any of their bandmates; and Taeil keeps taking those dangerous glances at him which ask in silent the most hard question Jihoon had ever being asked…

…`¿When are you going to come and get me?’

“Okay, maybe that’s my imagination.” the bitter thought cross his mind as the sweet taste of his drink invade his mouth, while Taeil0s laughs reaches him ones again like a reaction to something Kyung have just said.

And more likely it’s that it was his love-sick mind seeing things where there was nothing at all. More likely Taeil was just having a great time in this free night like all the members except Jihoon himself… It may be true Taeil didn’t rejected his kisses, and it may be true that Taeil did kiss him back; but that doesn’t mean what his heart is yearning in desperation.

It doesn’t mean Taeil loves him.

Surely sanity was waving its goodbye at him because he had officially gone complete insane over Lee Taeil.

The sad taste of truth goes down his throat along with the last sip of his now not so sweet drink; massaging his temples as he feels how his head hurts as hell instantly. He wasn’t a drinker but giving to the ty circumstances of his pity love-life Jihoon could let himself drown the sorrows on a clear glass of fancy liquor, ¿right?

-¡Jihoon! ¿Are you alright?- He lift his head at the bursting sound of that soft voice he knows so well, having Taeil’s small eyes looking hard at him with honest concern.

Hell, Taeil is indeed so cruel…

-Maknae ya~, you have to slow down; you are not used to drink.- Jaehyo’s comment barely pass through the ghost of Taeil’s voice on his ears; and all what he could do was sigh and finally turn his eyes away from those enchanting small ones.

-I’m fine, I just… need to go to the toilet.- he lied, like if lying was part of his system, and quickly stood up and leave without saying anything else.

His feet move across the huge dance floor, passing through dancing people like if they were ghost he could never see. The picture of Taeil’s eyes and smile was printed in his own orbs, making his pounding head ache stronger… just like the cruel grip on his heart got suffocatingly tighter.

Nobody said it would hurt like this.

The sound of his own heavy breathing echoing inside the empty bathroom mix with the soft splash of cold water on his face was able to bring him back; momently amazed by the way his body could move so well when his mind was so out of this world.

His off black eyes stare blankly at the cleaned sink, watching water drops falling from his face while his breathing slowly go down and turn back to be a soft breathe of his lips. A long sigh finished his trance as his eyes close for a moment.

-¿What am I doing…?- he wonder in a secret mumble, as his hand finds a tissue and vaguely dries his cold face.

-I could love to know why are you doing it…- a well know soft voice reach his pounding head, sounding somewhat irritated yet curiously frustrated.

He slowly lift his head as his hand throw the wet tissues to the nearest trash can, Jihoon’s eyes see the neat reflection of  Taeil standing behind him, those sharp little orbs staring intensely at him through the mirror.

Life couldn’t get worst by now, ¿could it?

Jihoon didn’t say a thing, his body move quickly and safely he got out from the toilet and an unnecessary conversation about his twisted feelings, plus a strong possibility of being rejected in Taeil’s heartbreaking nice way… But before his feet could take any more relieve step there were a hand around his arm pulling him back.

-I won’t let you ignore me again…- Taeil’s warm breath tickles his lips in such a tempting way, Taeil’s eyes look straight at his in such a y serious way; Taeil’s face was so close to him…

… And the inevitable happened.

His hands closed around Taeil’s waist in less than the blink of an eye and just as quick as that Taeil’s back hit some forgotten wall when their anxious mouth found themselves finally again in a deep, wanted kiss.

Sweet but hot; sloppy but soft.

Their impatience bodies press together, so tightly that Jihoon could feel Taeil’s addictive warmness in every single inch of his skin. He could feel every inch of Taeil’s toned body as well, waking up all those lustful fantasies in his eager anatomy.

Hell, life could get deliciously wrong anytime.

A low moan dies between their lips when his sneaky hands found the beautiful curve of Taeil’s small but plump , and the sensation was so dangerously good that Jihoon knew he had to pull away before his insane mind let him do something… insane.

-You won’t go anywhere till you tell me why…- Taeil state in a sensually threatening tone, his tiny eyes shining determinate as his hands squeeze the blue fabric of Jihoon’s shirt.

But the tall boy just smirks, playfully his lips as he notes how Taeil looks down at them. Jihoon slowly moves his mouth closer to that red ear, feeling how hot Taeil’s skin is when his lips whisper directly on it. –I’ve told you before, it’s that thing you do.-

His hands seductively caress the smooth skin of Taeil’s waist, feeling his oldest bandmate shiver at his intimate touch and taking the chance he quick but gently move completely away from Taeil without saying anything more.

The electro tone of parting music echoes distant inside his mind. The bursting pounding of his fixed heart was stronger and louder than any rhythm Jihoon have ever heard in his short 21 years.

And with the energetic pounding melody of his joyful heart like his witness Jihoon swears he won’t ever think again in the impossibility of giving up on Taeil…

..Because now he is sure, he can win his hyung’s heart.