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They were back in the practice room once again - their tour had finished, meaning they were back in Korea and back to their usual schedule. Keeho had been a bit quieter than usual - Taeyang immediately noticed the way his mood was slightly different when he entered the room, peeking at him from time to time. He knew something truly was up when Keeho took him to the side and whispered.

“Taeyang, can we stay behind and talk after practice? I want to talk to you about something.”

“Of course.”

Taeyang offered Keeho a gentle smile - which Keeho didn’t exactly return. He wondered what was going on - immediately going back to practice to avoid any suspicions. Intak had looked at him shortly - but Taeyang pretended he didn’t see, continuing to practice with the others.

After a while the practice ended - Intak immediately went up to Taeyang after grabbing their things. Taeyang smiled slightly at the gesture, shaking his head carefully as Intak offered him his bottle. Taeyang watched as Jiung left the practice room quickly, his attention drawn back to Intak when he furrowed his brows and kissed Taeyang’s forehead softly.

“Keeho and I wanted to practice some more steps. We’re not the best dancers, after all.”

“I can teach you.”

Taeyang shook his head while giggling, while Intak pouted. Taeyang squished Intak’s cheek shortly before letting go again, smiling at him. Intak smiled again before he kissed Taeyang. Taeyang wrapped his arms around Intak’s neck - reciprocating the kiss before they parted again.

“We’ll do it alone, you should rest. You did enough today. Besides, Keeho already kicked Jongseob and Shota out. Maybe you can spend some time with them in the meanwhile?”

“Alright then. Take care.”

Intak kissed Taeyang’s forehead before handing Taeyang’s things back to him - smiling slightly as he left. Taeyang put his things down before turning to Keeho, sitting down in front of him. Keeho played with his own fingers, seeming sort of nervous. Taeyang didn’t know what to say or do - simply watching Keeho.

“Jongseob does this… thing where he tells me that he’ll get me pregnant during sex. It’s kind of weird now, because I kind of want him to mean it. I do want it to happen and.. I don’t even know if it’s possible? And I also don’t know if Jongseob means it. He only says it during sex. And now Shota is in the picture too. I feel like you’re the only one who can relate to all of this.”

“Wow, he says that? Well, I’d ask them about it. Maybe Jongseob first, since he actively talks about it during sex? Just testing the waters, if they want anything to happen for real. I don’t know if we could actually get pregnant, though. This is still a curse we don’t know about. Besides, usually you’d also need a period. I don’t know what’s going on inside of my body nor do I know about yours. I don’t know how much of our anatomy changed… I actually don’t know how any of this works at this point.”

Keeho nodded slightly as he looked at the floor - probably thinking about something. Taeyang didn’t know this was something he actively thought about - despite having the same curse, Intak had only mentioned pregnancy once and Taeyang can remember well that he brushed it off fast. Intak had never mentioned it again and Taeyang just enjoyed not having to worry about anything - maybe that was wrong of him to do?

“If you don’t feel ready to ask right away, maybe I can make Intak ask them about it? If they want families and all. Does that feel like a better idea? They have a loose mouth anyways, Jongseob maybe already mentioned his dirty talk.”

“That does sound like a good idea. Thank you, Taeyang.”

Taeyang smiled at Keeho - who now seemed like a weight was taken off his shoulder. Taeyang quickly grabbed his phone - dialing Intak’s number. He hoped Intak took his earlier hint and was still with those two - so he could casually ask them about it. Maybe they could even drop by while they were still talking about it.

“Are you already done, love? Should I come pick you up together with Jiung, Jongseob and Shota?”

“No, there’s no need to. Could you do a favor for us? Ask Jongseob and Shota what they think about having a family of their own, with Keeho? Maybe you can go to some restaurant to discuss it and we’ll just drop by.”

“Alright. I’ll see you later, baby.”

Keeho looked at Taeyang - a slight smile forming on his lips when Taeyang hung up. Taeyang quickly helped Keeho up - grabbing his things after stretching shortly. Keeho grabbed his things as well, leaving the practice room right after Taeyang. They quickly made their way out of the building - right before Intak sent Taeyang the restaurant location.

“Didn’t Intak question your request?”

“He knows better than to question me.”

Taeyang smiled when Keeho laughed, quickly leading the way to the restaurant. They walked there quietly - they probably would’ve been quicker if they took public transportation but Taeyang figured it’d buy Intak time to talk about the topic with Jongseob and Shota. After a while they arrived at the restaurant - the rest of the members were already seated at a table, talking to each other.

Keeho walked up to the table first - sliding into a chair between Shota and Jongseob, smiling slightly. Taeyang followed quietly, sitting down next to Intak and leaning against him. Intak smiled slightly, kissing Taeyang’s hair before offering him a glass. Taeyang sipped from it, turning to Intak with curious eyes before Intak whispered in his ear.

“They said that since they’re only 22, they don’t really know yet. It fully depends on Keeho for them.”

Intak smiled when Taeyang nodded, feeding Taeyang a little bite. Taeyang smiled at that - chewing on his food before texting Keeho. Keeho noticed the message quickly, taking a short look at it before smiling at Taeyang. Intak wrapped his arm around Taeyang - smiling when Taeyang slowly stuffed the food in his mouth.

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Taeyang was about to put his head in his hands and simply start screaming like crazy. They had been practicing the entire day - polishing the last few moves for the award show they were attending that week. However, all that replayed in Taeyang’s head was Intak dancing. Which wasn’t bad in itself - definitely far from it - but Taeyang was growing desperate.

He’d been feeling weird the entire day for no reason at all - but seeing Intak dance and watching him closely made him insanely wet. Intak looked so good dancing - especially when he was sweaty and wearing a tank top so Taeyang could watch even better what his body was doing. It was insufferable, really.

It was even worse that Taeyang was laying down on the bed - so wet his thighs were sticky too by now. It was uncomfortable - how wet he was and how badly he needed Intak. It was making him go beyond insane - especially since it was a little bit embarrassing to be like this only because Intak was doing his job.

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he peeled his pants off, quickly taking his phone and dialing Intak’s number. Taeyang threw his pants on the floor, burying his face in his pillow as he listened to his phone ringing. Intak usually was quick to pick his call up - but Taeyang simply figured that Intak was showering.

“What’s up baby? Something wrong?”

“Intak-ah… can you please come over? Need you by my side…”

“Of course, love. I should’ve known. I’ll be quick!”

Intak quickly ended the call - his words confusing Taeyang beyond imagination. What did Intak mean by he should’ve known? Taeyang simply sighed, burying his face deeper into his pillow. He doesn’t know how long he could wait for Intak to arrive, but everything felt too long as of right now. They should invent teleportation by now.

Taeyang didn’t really notice when Intak came into his room - he was deep in thought and seconds away from falling asleep. Apart from being extremely wet, he also happened to be extremely tired. Intak quietly locked the door behind him, setting his bag down before he sat down on the bed, right next to Taeyang.

“How are you, beautiful?”

Intak carefully caressed Taeyang’s hair, smiling when Taeyang turned towards him. Taeyang quickly took Intak’s hand and pressed it against his cheek - his eyes clearly fighting against sleep by now. Taeyang’s entire body turned towards Intak, before Intak was pulled closer by him. Intak carefully avoided resting his arm on Taeyang’s body as he tried keeping his balance, softly kissing Taeyang after he had enough stability.

“I need you… I’m so wet, see?”

Taeyang whined quietly, his big eyes pleading and going straight for Intak’s heart. Intak’s eyes traveled downwards - where he could clearly see how wet Taeyang was. His thighs were shiny and his underwear clearly drenched. Taeyang looked so good - the light reflecting on his thighs made him look even better.

Intak pressed a quick kiss to Taeyang’s plump lips before getting up to sit down between Taeyang’s legs. Taeyang watched Intak with a faint blush on his cheeks, Intak raising one of Taeyang’s legs to kiss it. Intak kissed his way down to Taeyang’s thigh, licking the slick away from it.

Taeyang whined quietly, watching as Intak pressed some kisses against his thigh. Intak then sucked a hickey into Taeyang’s thigh - unbothered by the gasp that left Taeyang’s lips and instead placed a few more hickeys on his thigh. Taeyang whimpered when Intak nibbled at Taeyang’s leg - Intak’s eyes never leaving his own.

Intak pressed a mean kiss on Taeyang’s clothed clit - quickly moving away from it to pay attention to Taeyang’s other thigh. Taeyang whined loudly, frowning slightly as Intak licked Taeyang’s thigh. Intak sucked a few hickeys into that thigh as well - nibbling on it shortly after.

Taeyang whimpered when Intak finally let his leg go - peeling Taeyang’s underwear off with starry eyes, as if he couldn’t wait to see what was underneath. Taeyang’s underwear was quickly discarded - his eyes following Intak’s movements nervously. Intak leaned down shortly after, pushing Taeyang’s legs further apart before pressing his tongue against Taeyang’s pussy.

Intak licked a long stripe up Taeyang’s pussy - doing so a few times before paying attention to Taeyang’s clit. Intak kissed his clit a few times - sucking on it shortly after, pushing against Taeyang’s legs whenever he tried closing them. Taeyang moaned loudly, trying his best to find a grasp while holding onto Intak’s hair.

Taeyang grinded up against Intak’s face - gasping loudly whenever he did so, throwing his head back as Intak just let him do it. Intak somewhen pushed his tongue inside, causing Taeyang to gasp loudly. Intak pushed his tongue further inside as Taeyang pulled on his hair, pressing his face impossibly closer against Taeyang.

Intak kept licking into Taeyang’s warmth, not moving away when Intak grinded up against him once again. Intak moved his hands away from Taeyang’s thigh, grabbing Taeyang’s ass and massaging it carefully. Taeyang pressed his thighs together this time, Intak not bothering to push them apart despite being quite literally locked in place.

Taeyang grinded up against Intak’s face some more - moaning as Intak kept licking into him before the knot that formed in Taeyang’s belly suddenly loosened. Taeyang came with a loud moan, slumping as he did so. Intak pulled his head away - panting slightly as he massaged Taeyang’s thigh carefully, one hand still on Taeyang’s ass.

Intak watched as Taeyang’s chest rose and sank over and over again - smiling slightly when Taeyang finally caught his breath. Taeyang quickly reached out for Intak’s face - pulling Intak closer to kiss him. Intak gladly reciprocated the kiss, caging Taeyang in between his arms as they kissed.

Taeyang pulled Intak impossibly closer - panting in between their kisses. Intak smiled softly, kissing Taeyang’s forehead before brushing some of his hair away. Taeyang calmed down slowly - his face nuzzling against Intak’s hand as he did so. Intak kept smiling as he looked at Taeyang, caressing his cheek softly.

“I’ll stay with you the next few days, alright? You should also shower, or else the sweat will continue sticking to you.”

“Mhm. I love you.”

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Intak wasn’t surprised when Taeyang kept looking at him with flushed cheeks during dance practice. It’s been roughly three years ever since Taeyang got cursed and Intak would be lying if he said he hasn’t noticed a pattern. Every month for a week, Taeyang would go crazy and want to have sex everyday - not that Intak complained, though.

Somewhen Intak had asked Jongseob if Keeho was similar - which Jongseob surprisingly (or maybe not surprisingly?) confirmed. Intak couldn’t quite place why those two were like that, but Intak didn’t want to question it that much either. So far there has been no reason to question it - Intak just knew to be prepared and he thinks he’s got it down pretty well now.

It was equally unsurprising when Taeyang pushed him onto the bed after practice, but Intak didn’t mind and just went along with whatever Taeyang was up to now. Taeyang sat down on Intak’s thigh - kissing Intak as if his entire life depended on that kiss. Intak rested his hands on Taeyang’s waist, reciprocating the kiss with an equal amount of passion.

Taeyang whined quietly, grinding against Intak’s legs lazily. Intak pressed a few kisses on Taeyang’s neck as Taeyang grinded, slightly amused by the desperate moans that left Taeyang’s lips. Taeyang gasped quietly when Intak ran his hands along Taeyang’s side, clearly sensitive to Intak’s touch. Intak enjoyed it, though.

It was silent except for Taeyang’s occasional moans and gasps, Taeyang grinding on Intak’s thigh while Intak simply watched. It was a pretty sight - Taeyang’s white hair reached past his shoulders, messy because Taeyang ran his hand through it once or twice. His lips were slightly swollen from the desperate kiss he shared with Intak, while his cheeks were flushed from pleasure.

Intak watched with fascination as Taeyang gasped once again, his eyes blown wide with pleasure before he shut them. Taeyang stopped after a while, standing up and putting Intak’s hands on the waistband of his pants. Intak didn’t need to be told anything, immediately pulling Taeyang’s pants and underwear down. Taeyang kissed Intak once again as he settled back on Intak’s thigh.

Taeyang grinded against Intak’s leg once again - his face twisting a little. Intak could imagine that the jeans he was wearing weren’t exactly the most comfortable thing to grind against, but Taeyang seemed only slightly bothered by it before the blissed-out expression found its way back onto Taeyang’s face.

Intak held Taeyang’s waist, supporting him slightly as he kept grinding. Taeyang grew more desperate - grinding messily against Intak’s thigh, moans growing louder with each passing second. Intak kissed Taeyang’s neck softly, freezing his movement when Taeyang moaned loudly. Taeyang slumped against Intak, panting quietly as he curled his fists in Intak’s shirt. Did he just have an orgasm?

“You did so well for me, baby.”

Taeyang let go of Intak’s shirt, wrapping his arms around Intak’s upper body. Intak kissed Taeyang’s hair, rubbing his back as Taeyang came down from his high. Intak didn’t know he was this sensitive during those weeks - whatever they were exactly - but Intak couldn’t deny being into it. He wouldn’t mind watching Taeyang grind his thigh more often, he was just a man after all.

“You… need to cum too..”

“I don’t need to, don’t worry about it, love.”

Intak smiled - how could he not when Taeyang was so thoughtful? Taeyang however didn’t seem satisfied with that answer, whining and getting up. Intak looked at Taeyang - trying to tear his eyes away from Taeyang’s shaky legs. Taeyang seemed a little disappointed when he looked at Intak, urging him to lay down on the bed. Intak settled on the bed, trying to ignore the huge wet spot Taeyang left on his thigh. Fuck.

Taeyang’s hands shook slightly as he reached for Intak’s crotch, opening the zipper slowly. Intak watched closely, inhaling deeply when Taeyang pulled his underwear down. Taeyang reached for Intak’s dick, quickly pulling out as Intak hissed. Taeyang froze - staring at Intak who bit his lip a little.

“Next time you should be more careful, you know? You were too quick and the zipper scratched me.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I guess it’s been too long for me.”

Intak watched as Taeyang carefully kissed Intak’s dick - keeping eye contact with Intak as he did so. Intak inhaled sharply, watching as Taeyang let go of Intak’s dick and sat up straight. Taeyang quickly kissed Intak after he crawled closer, sitting down on Intak’s dick with a quiet moan. Intak simply watched, slightly irritated by Taeyang’s will to fuck - but who was he to question it?

Taeyang grinded against it slowly, cheeks flushed as he bit his own lip. Intak’s hand roamed on Taeyang’s upper body - he wasn’t able to stop, having to touch his Taeyang everywhere all at once. Taeyang somewhen snapped - grabbing Intak’s hand and placing them on his hips. Intak kept his hands where they were placed, watching as Taeyang began bouncing slowly.

He might as well start ascending now. Taeyang barely was riding him - mostly because Taeyang wasn’t a big fan of putting the work in himself and Intak didn’t mind at all - why would he when he could get his way with Taeyang? But now that Taeyang is riding him, he couldn’t deny that he loved it. Taeyang couldn’t stop moaning and whining, his face twisting each time Intak’s dick hit the spot.

“So beautiful for me, princess.”

Taeyang blushed again, placing his hands on Intak’s chest to support himself. Intak watched as Taeyang’s hair fell into his face - something Taeyang didn’t seem to mind, as his eyes were closed shut and he only focused on the pleasure he felt. Intak thrusted up - he felt a little bad, but he was growing a little impatient with how slow Taeyang was moving when Intak felt like he could bust right there just by seeing Taeyang’s face.

Intak kept thrusting up, smiling slightly when Taeyang collapsed into his arms completely, moaning loudly as he simply took whatever Intak was doing to him. Taeyang started shaking again - biting Intak’s shoulder as he squirted all over Intak. Intak obviously was just a man after all and the second he noticed Taeyang squirted it was over for him as well.

“You did so well, my love.”

Taeyang hummed quietly, wrapping his arms around Intak tightly. Intak kissed Taeyang’s hair before Taeyang hid his face in Intak’s shoulder - something Intak didn’t mind at all. Intak played with Taeyang’s soft hair - smiling when Taeyang snuggled up closer, kissing his cheek.

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Practice that next day was almost impossible - not because Taeyang was limping or Intak was severely injured - but because Taeyang simply couldn’t let go of Intak. The second an opportunity arose, Taeyang was glued to Intak. Intak had wrapped his arms around Taeyang each time, whispering into his ear and trying to coax him into letting go - knowing full well it wouldn’t work and he’d just have to deal with the glares from the other members.

“You know Taeyang, it’s one thing to pull yourself out of practice when you shouldn’t, but it’s another when you’re keeping Intak from practicing as well.”

Jiung sounded only a little mad - Intak couldn’t even say it wasn’t rightfully, he didn’t know about what Intak had figured out a while ago after all - but it was enough to get Taeyang to let go of Intak with teary eyes. Intak bit his lip at the sight - knowing well it’d only cause more chaos if he comforted Taeyang now, but he also couldn’t leave Taeyang like that.

Intak quickly excused them, pulling Taeyang out of the practice room. Taeyang sniffled quietly, wrapping his arms around Intak again - Intak simply hugged Taeyang back, carefully kissing his hair. Intak rubbed Taeyang’s back, looking back towards the door of the practice room. Intak didn’t quite know how to deal with Taeyang being like this when he couldn’t quite figure the issue out.

“What’s wrong? You don’t have to cry, love. Jiung didn’t mean it like that.”

“I’m just having a bad day, I think. I don’t feel well.”

Taeyang sniffled once more, letting go of Intak and wiping his tears away. Intak watched as he went back into the practice room - following shortly after with a slight frown. Maybe Intak should’ve told Taeyang to go home? Maybe both of them should go home so Intak can take care of him? Intak wasn’t sure.

“Let’s end practice for today. I think we’re all exhausted.”

Keeho looked at Taeyang as he talked - as if he understood how Taeyang felt. Intak wasn’t sure if it was interpretation or not, considering they both ended up with the same issues, but it’s not like he truly cared at that moment. Intak quickly gathered both of their things, wrapping his arm around Taeyang who seemed somewhat frozen in place. Intak watched as the members left one by one, while Taeyang wouldn’t budge at all.

“Am I too much? Am I too needy?”

“Oh baby, don’t worry. You’re not too much or too needy. Everyone has bad days, you know? You’re perfect to me and that’s what matters.”

Intak carefully brushed Taeyang’s hair out of his face, watching as Taeyang nodded slowly. He immediately grasped the chance to drag Taeyang out of the practice, who followed with very little resistance. Taeyang followed Intak quietly to the dorm - taking his shoes off when they arrived, immediately disappearing in his room. Intak quickly did the same - putting their things down before he rushed into Taeyang’s room.

Taeyang sat on the bed, dragging Intak onto it once he was close enough. Intak sat down quickly, taking Taeyang’s hand carefully when he was seated. Taeyang’s eyes were teary again, but he resisted when Intak tried to hug him. Intak was worried now - watching as Taeyang inched closer, wrapping his arms around Intak’s neck.

“I want you. Please…”

Intak opened his mouth to say something - closing it again quickly when Taeyang started sobbing. Taeyang laid down on the bed, pulling Intak with him as the tears kept flowing. Intak placed his hands next to Taeyang’s face, focusing on Taeyang’s watery eyes. What should he even do in this situation?

“Are you sure? You’re crying. Don’t you rather want to talk?”

“Please, Intak-ah.. I just want you. I need you. Please, please..”

Taeyang sobbed as he begged, pulling Intak in closer and kissing him. Intak reciprocated the kiss carefully, tasting Taeyang’s salty tears on his lips. Taeyang shakily reached out for Intak, taking his shirt off and opening his pants. Intak was torn between guilt - because he felt this might not be the right thing to do right now - and relief, because Taeyang seemed so sure about his decision.

Intak helped Taeyang take his pants and underwear off - before taking Taeyang’s pants and underwear off. Taeyang tightly hugged Intak’s shirt, making it impossible for Intak to even try taking Taeyang’s shirt off - but Intak didn’t mind that. Taeyang looked at Intak, smiling slightly when Intak kissed his forehead.

Taeyang buried his face in Intak’s shirt, watching as Inrak pushed in slowly. His eyes squeezed shut - face twisting in pleasure as he let out a quiet, broken moan. Intak didn’t dare looking away - not only because Taeyang looked good like this, but also because there was still worry clinging to his thoughts.

Intak moved slowly at first, his eyes never leaving Taeyang’s face as he did so. Taeyang moaned quietly into Intak’s shirt, his eyes remaining closed. Intak kissed Taeyang’s forehead before he picked his speed up - allowing himself to look away from Taeyang’s face.

Taeyang’s legs were shaking slightly as Intak thrusted in, the slapping of their skin becoming increasingly louder. Did Taeyang’s tears suddenly all pool up in his pussy, or why was he so insanely wet? Intak quickly shook his head to get rid of the thought, thrusting into Taeyang faster.

Intak pushed his own shirt to the side, kissing Taeyang’s neck as he kept thrusting. Taeyang moaned loudly now - throwing his head back while he did so. Intak sucked on Taeyang’s neck, thrusting even faster when he noticed Taeyang’s legs shaking even more. Taeyang and Intak came at the same time - Taeyang’s loud moan echoing in Intak’s ear.

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Intak was alone in his studio - focusing on writing lyrics while completely forgetting about the time. He awkwardly spun his pencil, tapping it against his paper before writing a new sentence, then scribbling over it once again. For some reason, it was particularly hard to write lyrics for this comeback. Intak couldn’t quite put a finger on the reason, though.

Taeyang opened the door to Intak’s door quickly - causing the latter to startle. Intak turned towards Taeyang, watching as he locked the door. Holy shit. Taeyang walked up to Intak, sitting down on Intak’s lap. Intak put his hands on Taeyang’s waist, while Taeyang wrapped his arms around Intak’s neck. Was he nothing but a sex machine to Taeyang? However, he wouldn’t actually mind that.

Intak watched as Taeyang grinded against his crotch, blinking a few times before grabbing Taeyang’s waist to hold him still. Taeyang whined immediately - trying to create friction again, whimpering and sighing while he did so. Intak kissed Taeyang - a kiss which Taeyang turned sloppy, pouring so much of his frustration of having to get fucked into it.

“How about you talk to me first, hm? You come in here and immediately start grinding against me like you’re in heat. Also, I’m working, cutie. I can’t fuck you right now.”

“I need your dick… please, babe?”

Taeyang bit his lip as he looked at Intak, hoping he looked enough like he was begging. Intak sighed quietly, brushing Taeyang’s long hair out of his face. Taeyang nuzzled his cheek against Intak’s hand, closing his eyes. If calling Intak babe didn’t get what he wanted, acting cute had to cut it. Intak kissed Taeyang’s cheek before Taeyang finally heard the sound of a zipper. Intak was so easy to predict.

“You can cockwarm, if that satisfies you.”

Intak smirked slightly when Taeyang whined, pulling his own pants and underwear further down. Taeyang pouted for a few seconds before getting up and taking his pants off. Intak’s eyes immediately glued themselves to Taeyang’s bare legs, smooth and only covered a little by Taeyang’s oversized hoodie that he actually stole.

Taeyang sat back down on Intak’s lap, pushing his panties to the side before putting Intak’s dick in. Taeyang moaned quietly - quickly wrapping his arms around Intak, hugging him tightly as he rested his chin on Intak’s shoulder. Intak scooted closer to the table, rubbing Taeyang’s back shortly before picking his pen up again.

At first, Taeyang was content in this position. Having Intak inside of him satisfied him enough for the first ten minutes - until he was comfortable enough to close his eyes and try dozing off. Unfortunately for him, dozing off meant scenarios were invading his thoughts. Taeyang shifted slightly as he thought about all the ways Intak could bend him over the table and fuck him.

Intak noticed the second Taeyang started getting fussy - it was hard to ignore the shifting, even though he could tell Taeyang was trying hard not to. Intak could also tell what was up when he felt Taeyang grow wetter with each passing second, the heat becoming almost unbearable. However, Intak didn’t want to give in to what he obviously wanted as well, not when Taeyang was trying so hard to behave.

Taeyang inhaled deeply as he shifted, still trying hard to fight against the urge to do so. He buried his face in Intak’s shoulder, fisting his shirt and bit on his lip, yet nothing helped. Taeyang almost felt bad - having such a hard time being good for Intak. Taeyang shifted again, but this time tears started flowing and he couldn’t stop quietly sobbing, feeling so pathetic that he couldn’t even hold still for more than ten minutes.

“Oh baby, you don’t have to cry. I’ll give you attention soon. You were doing so well, hm? So good for me, love.”

Intak rubbed Taeyang’s back before noting down the last word, kissing his hair softly. Taeyang calmed down slowly, quieting down before looking at Intak. Intak’s dick couldn’t help but twitch at the sight in front of him - quickly wiping Taeyang’s tears away as an attempt of pretending it didn’t happen at all. Taeyang looked down, leaning against Intak once again.

“I’m sorry for not staying still…”

“You did well, there’s nothing to be sorry for, love. You deserve it now, alright? Let me take care of you, hmm?”

Taeyang nodded slowly, whining when Intak picked him up and placed him on the table. Intak got up right after, standing in between Taeyang’s legs and pushing his dick back in. Taeyang moaned loudly - throwing his head back. Intak moved slowly, watching as Taeyang arched his back.

Intak inhaled shakily, thrusting slowly into Taeyang. He pushed Taeyang’s shirt up, staring at his stomach as he thrusted. Intak watched as the bulge in Taeyang’s belly moved every time he did, biting his lip before picking his speed up. Taeyang gasped when Intak pressed down on the bulge, a quiet moan following right after.

“Taking me so well, baby. Look at your belly, so full with me… can you see that? The bulge? You’re doing such a good job, love.”

Taeyang’s only response were his desperate moans - growing louder with each thrust. Intak kept watching the bulge move, picking his speed up and thrusting into Taeyang at a faster pace. Taeyang teared up once again, taking Intak’s hand to suck on his fingers.

Intak kept thrusting - watching as Taeyang moaned around his fingers. Taeyang arched his back even more - moaning even louder before he finally came with a loud moan. Intak came shortly after, pulling his fingers out of Taeyang’s mouth and kissing his neck carefully.

“You took me so well, baby. I love you.”

“I love you too..”

Taeyang’s eyes opened slowly after Intak kissed his forehead. Intak smiled at Taeyang - brushing his hair out of his face before pulling his dick out. Taeyang whined as Intak pushed the underwear back to its correct place. Intak kissed Taeyang’s nose quickly, smiling as he zipped up his own pants.

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It was late at night when Intak and Taeyang made their way to the car - quietly walking side by side. They had just wrapped up dance practice - and with how badly Taeyang’s legs were aching, he couldn’t help but feel glad about Intak driving them there that morning. Taeyang sighed loudly when he sank into the passenger seat - turning his head to Intak.

Intak quietly sat down in the driver's seat, turning the car on before looking behind him to get out of the parking spot. Taeyang watched closely as Intak drove, his arm on Taeyang’s seat. He looked so hot like this. Taeyang couldn’t tear his eyes away from Intak - watching as Intak drove them away, shifting the gears from time to time.

Taeyang inhaled shakily, squeezing his thighs together as he kept watching Intak. How could he be this hot? Intak however didn’t seem to notice Taeyang’s struggle, his eyes focused on the road in front of him. Which Taeyang should be glad about - since it was for their own safety - but he couldn’t find it in himself to be glad about it.

Intak cluelessly rested his hand on Taeyang’s thigh as he drove, making Taeyang lose his mind completely. Taeyang inhaled shakily as he looked at Intak’s hand on his thigh, trying his best to act normal over it. Intak gently squeezed his thigh - probably as some way to show affection to Taeyang.

Taeyang however couldn’t deal with it. He whined loudly, furrowing his eyebrows as he squeezed his thighs closer together. He was so painfully wet, he couldn’t even think straight anymore. Intak stopped at a red light - looking over to Taeyang who was squirming in his seat.

“Do your legs hurt, cutie? We’re home soon.”

“I need you. You’re too hot.”

Intak smirked slightly - the terrifying realization of Intak knowing what was going on but still deciding to tease him dawning on Taeyang. There was a short silence - one that was quickly broken when Intak spread Taeyang’s thighs open with one hand. Taeyang was torn between being upset and incredibly turned on by Intak’s apparent strength.

Taeyang bit his lip as Intak pressed his fingers against Taeyang’s clothed pussy - a quiet gasp leaving his lips when Intak pressed against his clit. Intak circled his finger over Taeyang’s clothed pussy while Taeyang couldn’t help but moan quietly at the sensation. Intak took his hand away again, parking in front of their building.

Intak turned back to Taeyang when he whined - smiling slightly as Taeyang squeezed his thighs together. Taeyang quickly grabbed Intak’s hand, biting his lip as he did so. Intak watched quietly as Taeyang looked at him, pulling his hand closer to his crotch before Intak pulled it away completely.

“Why are you so mean to me?”

“I’m not mean. Get into the backseat, that might be the better choice.”

Taeyang quickly climbed into the backseat, watching as Intak took his car keys before joining him. Intak was immediately kissed by Taeyang - leaning in closer when Taeyang leaned against the car. Intak pressed his knee against Taeyang’s pussy, smirking slightly when Taeyang gasped and started grinding against it.

Intak watched as Taeyang grinded against his knee - quiet moans escaping his pretty lips. Taeyang’s already messy ponytail loosened up even more, which caused Intak to quickly take the hair tie out of his hair. Intak moved his knee away from Taeyang’s reach, quickly pushing his hand on Taeyang’s belly.

Taeyang gasped - his eyes now focusing on Intak, who pulled his pants and underwear down. Taeyang’s eyes followed Intak’s movement attentively - focusing when Intak pulled his own pants down, just enough to get his dick out. Taeyang couldn’t help but moan at the sight of Intak’s dick slapping against his belly.

Intak wasted no time - quickly placing his hands next to Taeyang, while Taeyang lined Intak’s dick up with his hole. Taeyang moaned loudly when Intak pushed in - his arms immediately wrapping around Intak and pulling him impossibly closer. Intak kissed Taeyang’s neck, moaning quietly when he clenched around him.

Taeyang grinded a little against Intak - whimpering when Intak finally moved on his own. Intak thrusted into Taeyang, scattering kisses all over Taeyang’s neck. Taeyang’s arms wandered underneath Intak’s shirt - his fingernails mercilessly digging into the skin of Intak’s back.

Intak moaned as Taeyang scratched his back - leaving scratch marks that would probably last for days. Intak simply hoped they wouldn’t hurt while moving, while Taeyang kept scratching. Taeyang moaned even louder when Intak thrusted faster - his moan breaking when Intak used one of his hands to push the belly bulge he spotted back in.

Taeyang teared up as Intak thrusted into him, kissing Intak’s cheek and neck before biting into his shoulder. Intak hissed quietly, his thrusts becoming more irregular by each passing second. Taeyang suddenly came with a moan - digging his fingernails even deeper into Intak’s back.

Intak came shortly after, panting as he held himself up. Taeyang cupped his cheeks - pulling Intak closer before kissing him. Intak reciprocated the kiss quickly, smiling slightly at Taeyang before pulling out and putting his underwear and pants back on - helping Taeyang to do the same.

“It’s getting scary how quickly you get horny right now. I feel like I’m being ambushed, now I have battle scars too.”

“Oh shut up, you don’t even hate it that much! I’ll give you worse battle scars if you really want that.”

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Taeyang slept for a long time the next day - Intak woke up quite early for coming home so late. Intak didn’t mind though, he got up and made himself breakfast, even went to the gym and worked out. By the time Intak arrived back at the dorm, Taeyang was still asleep. Intak couldn’t help but smile at the sight, taking a picture or two of Taeyang.

Intak wanted to turn around and leave for the living room before he suddenly heard Taeyang shifting, causing him to stay for a few more seconds. Taeyang opened his eyes slowly - stretching his arms and yawning before his eyes focused on Intak. He rubbed his eyes for a few seconds, before looking at Intak and pouting slightly.

Taeyang waited and looked at Intak as he chuckled, getting into the bed next to Taeyang. Intak wrapped his arms around Taeyang as soon as he scooted closer, burying his face in Intak’s chest as he sighed quietly. Taeyang melted into Intak’s arms the second he started rubbing Taeyang’s back, humming quietly.

“Cuddle deprived this morning?”

“Intak deprived.”

Intak watched as Taeyang shook his head before he replied - laughing at the answer as he kissed Taeyang’s forehead. Taeyang hummed quietly - snuggling up closer to Intak before wrapping one of his legs around Intak. Intak looked at Taeyang - whose eyes were still closed as his hand found its way underneath Intak’s shirt.

“You’re wet right after waking up?”

“God forbid I want my hot boyfriend to fuck me.”

Taeyang pouted as he looked at Intak - pulling his hand back out of Intak’s shirt before turning around. Intak smiled slightly, pulling Taeyang closer again before kissing his neck. Taeyang inhaled quietly - taking one of Intak’s hands in his as Intak sucked a hickey in his neck.

Intak stopped shortly after - moving away from Taeyang, earning a whine from the older man. Taeyang turned on his back to face Intak - watching as Intak knelt between his legs, quickly taking Taeyang’s shirt off. Taeyang watched Intak undress him - unable to say anything.

Taeyang blushed when he was naked - sighing quietly when Intak finally took his own shirt off. He focused on Intak’s abs as Intak took his belt off, reaching for Taeyang’s hands and tying them to the bed frame. Taeyang stared at Intak - blushing even more when Intak did nothing but grin at him. What was Intak about to do?

“My back won’t survive being tortured again. You won’t mind being tied up, right, pretty boy?”

Intak smiled when Taeyang slowly shook his head - cheeks still flushed as his eyes stayed focused on Intak. Taeyang gasped loudly when Intak suddenly pushed a finger in his pussy - whining when Intak wiggled it a few times before pushing another finger in. Intak watched as Taeyang closed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing at the sensation.

Taeyang moaned quietly when Intak spread and bent his fingers inside of Taeyang, rubbing his clit from time to time. Intak added a third finger - making Taeyang moan and squeeze his thighs together, right before Intak pushed them apart again. Taeyang squirmed slightly, moaning as Intak stretched him more.

“Babe, please.. another one… please..”

“Since you asked so nicely…”

Intak kept stretching Taeyang with his fingers, watching as Taeyang clenched around his fingers. Taeyang moaned louder - suddenly squirting all over Intak. Intak blinked a few times - pulling his fingers out as Taeyang panted. Taeyang’s legs were shaking slightly as Intak reached his hand out for Taeyang - yelping when he bit into it.

“You didn’t put another one in!”

“How was I supposed to do that? You were done before I could’ve even gotten another one inside of you!”

Taeyang pouted at Intak for a few seconds, opening his mouth and sucking on Intak’s fingers right after. Intak froze as he watched Taeyang - inhaling shakily as he watched Taeyang suck on his fingers as if his life depended on it. Taeyang kept sucking on Intak’s fingers, watching as an obvious tent grew in Intak’s pants.

Intak pulled his fingers out of Taeyang’s mouth shortly after, groaning as he fiddled with his pants to open them. Intak undressed quickly, leaning over Taeyang before kissing him harshly. Taeyang reciprocated the kiss, moaning into it when Intak suddenly pushed in and started thrusting.

Taeyang kept moaning, his eyes tearing up slightly because of how well Intak fucked into him. Intak’s thrusts were deep and harsh - the sounds Taeyang’s pussy was making showing the sheer force Intak used perfectly. Taeyang kept moaning loudly - choking on his own moans when Intak thrusted particularly harshly.

Intak seemed like an entirely different person - Taeyang had never seen him chase his own high this desperately, always putting Taeyang’s needs first. However, Taeyang couldn’t find himself being bothered by it when it felt this good. Intak moaned as he rested his forehead on Taeyang’s chest - thrusting into him while he scattered hickeys all over Taeyang’s chest.

Taeyang couldn’t help but moan loudly - his moan breaking as he came, while Intak selfishly kept thrusting. Taeyang tried to squeeze his thighs together - the pleasure becoming too overwhelming the more Intak thrusted. Intak however pushed his thighs apart again - drilling into him sloppier now, his force however not vanishing at all.

Intak came with a final thrust inside of Taeyang - moaning lowly right next to Taeyang’s ear. Intak panted for a few seconds before he pulled out and kissed Taeyang - untying the belt while Taeyang was still mentally processing what was going on. Since when was Intak this much of a beast? More importantly, why was he so into being used by Intak?

“How do you feel, baby? Is everything alright?”

“I’m doing amazing. You were so hot just now.”

Taeyang quickly wrapped his arms around Intak - pulling him into a hug before kissing his cheek softly. Intak smiled before he laid down next to Taeyang, wrapping his arms around Taeyang and burying his face in the crook of his neck. Taeyang hummed quietly, playing with Intak’s short hair.

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Intak knew he was being watched as he got ready - it was hard not to notice. Taeyang had always watched Intak get ready, but for this award show it seemed even more intense. They had already performed and got their makeup retouched - Taeyang was already done so his eyes simply fixated on Intak.

Taeyang couldn’t quite place why he was staring so much in that second - Intak looked good as always, the suit only enhancing his broad shoulders. The suit was basic - way too basic, in comparison to the female idols' extravagant dresses - but Taeyang couldn’t find himself bothered by that. Not when Intak looked that good and not when Intak’s dick looked like it was out to get him.

Intak smiled softly when he finished getting his makeup touched up - patting Taeyang’s butt shortly before leaving for their seats. Taeyang followed closely, watching Intak as he kept thinking about what Intak could possibly do to him. Maybe Taeyang was going insane by now, Intak has been putting in the work for the last six days and somehow Taeyang still wasn’t fully satisfied.

It didn’t take a long time for Taeyang to grow restless in the chair - his leg kept shaking nervously, trying to focus on anything other than how obvious Intak’s dick was in that goddamn suit. Taeyang however failed horribly - the more he tried to not think about it the harder he ended up thinking about it - growing wetter with each passing second.

Intak must’ve noticed the way Taeyang was shaking - reassuringly resting his hand on Taeyang’s leg. Unfortunately for Taeyang, that sweet gesture only made him go more crazy. Intak watched as Taeyang played with his hair before getting up quickly - mouthing ‘I need to go to the bathroom’ before leaving quickly.

Taeyang walked quickly before he heard a second set of steps behind him, stopping and turning around. Intak came to a halt as well - worry spreading over his face as Taeyang’s eyes grew wide upon seeing him. Taeyang bit his lip quietly - looking away from Intak before looking at him again.

“Is everything alright? You don’t seem to be doing that well.”

Intak seemed genuinely worried - a little bit of guilt tugging at Taeyang’s heart while he looked at Intak. Taeyang simply took Intak’s hand - rushing them into the public restroom and locking one of the stalls after they entered it. Intak blinked a few times - almost tripping when Taeyang pulled him closer by his tie.

Taeyang kissed Intak needily - holding onto the tie for a few more seconds before wrapping his arms around Intak’s neck. Intak reciprocated the kiss shortly after - placing his hands on Taeyang’s ass and lightly squeezing it, earning a muffled moan from Taeyang in response. He really was needy.

Intak watched as Taeyang dropped to his knees - looking up at him with big eyes and swollen lips. Intak might as well die and ascend seeing Taeyang like this. Taeyang nuzzled his cheek against Intak’s dick - his dick twitching in anticipation at the sensation. Intak watched Taeyang continue for a few seconds before grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling his head back.

“It looks so big in these pants, babe.”

Taeyang smiled slightly as he opened Intak’s pants, getting Intak’s dick out of his pants - carefully this time. Intak inhaled shakily when Taeyang rubbed his cheek against Intak’s dick - his precum smudging Taeyang’s makeup just a little. Taeyang started kissing Intak’s dick - a faint lipstick mark left behind along his shaft.

Intak let go of Taeyang’s hair, watching as Taeyang slowly got up after kissing his tip. Intak immediately pushed Taeyang against the door of the stall - pulling his pants down and pushing in. Taeyang moaned loudly as Intak’s dick entered him, his cheek pressed against the door.

“You look good when you’re on your knees, but I like you trembling on my dick more.”

Taeyang whimpered at Intak’s words - arching his back as good as he could before Intak started thrusting into him. The door shook with each thrust - but Taeyang couldn’t care about it while he was being fucked so good. Intak buried one of his hands in Taeyang’s hair - grabbing a handful of it before pulling his head back.

“Quiet, or else someone is going to hear us. We wouldn’t want that, right?”

Intak smirked when Taeyang nodded, biting on his lip when Intak pulled more on his hair as he thrusted. Taeyang tried his best to stay quiet, covering his mouth with his own hand and gasping into it. Intak picked his insane speed up even more - causing moans to escape Taeyang’s lips.

“Doing so well for me, princess. Staying quiet must be so hard, hmm? Good boy.”

Taeyang bit his lip - gasping when Intak’s hand wrapped around his throat. Intak squeezed his hands gently when he heard footsteps - slowing his thrusts down as Taeyang gasped. Taeyang’s eyes rolled back, coming on his dick with barely any sound. Intak bit his own lip as he slowly thrusted into Taeyang, burying his dick inside of Taeyang as he came as well.

Intak let go of Taeyang’s throat, kissing his cheek quickly before pulling out carefully. Intak wrapped his arm around Taeyang’s waist, stabilizing him as he helped him pull his underwear and pants up. Intak watched as Taeyang shakily closed the button of his pants before pulling his own pants up.

Taeyang and Intak left the stall when they were sure the coast was clear - quickly washing their hands and fixing their hair before leaving the bathroom again. Taeyang followed Intak quietly back to their seating - clearing his throat when Keeho’s eyebrows furrowed. He quickly shook his head, looking back at Intak who seemed to be unbothered by the judgemental stares.

Intak smiled at Taeyang for a few seconds, patting his thigh while Taeyang battled with Intak’s sperm escaping. He hoped it wouldn’t show on any picture - that’d be embarrassing and hard to explain. Taeyang tried his best to mirror the smile Intak gave him - blinking a few times before looking back ahead. Maybe he shouldn’t have dragged Intak into this when they still had so much time left to spend there.

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About a month later, Taeyang couldn’t stop throwing up. He was either eating nothing at all or all at once - something Intak had already worried about before, but Taeyang wasn’t bothered back then. Taeyang simply figured this was the payback - feeling sick in the morning and throwing up after eating like shit the evening before. It made sense, so why would he question it?

Intak had mentioned taking a pregnancy test before - several times already ever since Taeyang started throwing up while also eating weirdly. Taeyang however seemed like a wall - nothing getting through his head as he simply brushed Intak off each time and never took one. Intak was about to go crazy.

When Jiung showed up to their dance practice with a bag in his hand, Intak couldn’t possibly figure out what Jiung was giving to Taeyang. Taeyang looked inside it for a second before looking around, frowning slightly as he looked at Jiung. Intak watched as the two left the practice room again, sighing slightly.

“I even got you two to be super sure. I think you should at least check, we can worry about everything else later.”

“I really don’t want to find out, though.”

Taeyang sighed as Jiung sternly looked at him - shoving him into one of the bathroom stalls at their company. Jiung waited as Taeyang used the pregnancy tests, watching him as he strolled up and down the bathroom while they waited for the results to show. Taeyang stopped in his tracks when Jiung’s timer went off - turning to the tests, tearing up as he looked at them.

Jiung watched quietly - hugging Taeyang tightly as he cried into his shoulder. Jiung didn’t truly know how to proceed - he wasn’t prepared for this outcome at all, despite suspecting it. Taeyang wouldn’t stop sobbing while those positive red lines glared at Jiung like they were making fun of him. He wasn’t the leader, how would he even handle this?

“What will I even do? Keeho wants to get pregnant, yet I’m the one who managed to get pregnant. Keeho talked about it with Shota and Jongseob, meanwhile Intak only mentioned it once right after I got the curse and I cut him off. Would Intak even want this? Even then, what’s with the team? I’d drag all of you down. I’d have to leave, but even then, I’d drag you down. Should I even have that child? How does it even work? How did it even happen? How do I explain this to anyone?”

“Intak mentioned once that you jump him for a week straight every month. I guess that’s how it happened. Maybe that’s your kind of a period? But you wouldn’t have to leave or drag us down. We’d support you, always. No matter what you want to do.”

“Let’s not say anything for now. I need time to think.”

Taeyang let go of Jiung - biting his lips before he quickly washed his face. Taeyang put the pregnancy tests back into the bag, throwing it in a trash can on their way back to the practice room. Jiung kept following closely, watching Taeyang’s slumped shoulders from behind. Jiung doesn’t think he’s ever seen Taeyang this upset, it was tugging at his heart.

There was an awkward silence when Jiung and Taeyang came back from the bathroom - everyone noticed the shift that suddenly happened. Intak wanted to ask Taeyang about it, but he could tell that Taeyang wasn’t ready by the way he suddenly stuck to Jiung as if he was the only one he knew in that room.

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A few days went by after Jiung brought that bag to dance practice and Taeyang only shut himself further out. He only talked to Jiung, but even then he barely talked. Most of the time Taeyang laid in his bed, deep in thoughts. Intak was surprised he still got to sleep in the same bed those past few days - but the inevitable eventually happened and Taeyang had kicked him out after all.

Intak felt like he was at the end of his strength. He could figure as much that the bag contained a pregnancy test and Intak was quite sure that it was positive. However, Taeyang seemed so unhappy with the result that Intak started doubting himself. Did Taeyang not want to start a family with him? Or worse, not even be with him at all?

The mood had been off these past few days too - the only ones who actively talked were none other than Keeho, Shota and Jongseob. Taeyang didn’t talk much and Jiung seemed deep in thought as well, while Intak couldn’t help but doubt himself. Was he not good enough of a partner? He tried everything he could to help Taeyang.

Despite being kicked out of the bedroom, Intak couldn’t help but stay at the dorm. He didn’t want to go back to his own dorm and make Taeyang feel like he was alone - which inevitably caused him to sleep on the couch. Even though he had trouble falling asleep, he felt energetic enough the next morning to face the day.

“Intak-ah, can we talk?”

Intak jumped at the mention of his name - turning to a Taeyang who had clearly cried himself to sleep the night before. He looked tired and like a shell of himself, tears welling up in his eyes. Intak immediately nodded - following Taeyang into the bedroom while he also didn’t want to follow at all. Could he handle what he was about to hear? Taeyang suddenly started talking when Intak closed the door and sat down on the bed with him.

“You were right about me being pregnant. Jiung made me take two tests and both were positive. I kept thinking these past few days and I think I’ll… abort the baby. To protect the team. I don’t want to destroy anything or drag anyone else down. I don’t know how Keeho is going to think about it, because he wanted to be pregnant so bad… and for some reason I’m the one who got pregnant. I don’t know how I could explain this to anyone and it scares me. Abortion also scares me, but I don’t want to drag any of the members down with me. It’s not fair that you all get dragged down with me because I wasn’t careful years ago. I’m… also sorry for keeping you in the dark, Intak-ah. I just felt like I should let you know when I decided. So you can break up with me right away.”

“Break up with you? I’d never do that. It’s your decision, Taeyangie. You get to decide what happens with the baby, no matter what. I… would’ve liked having a family with you, definitely. I don’t know if we’ll ever get an opportunity like this again. But if it’s what you want, I won’t interfere.”

Taeyang cracked with a broken sob - falling into Intak’s arm and clinging to him like his life depended on it. Intak carefully rubbed his back - frowning quietly as Taeyang sobbed. He wondered if Taeyang truly stood behind his decision - or if it was caused by the doubts he had about everything.

“My love, tell me, do you really want to abort? Or are you trying to put us first? If you don’t truly want this, don’t do it. We’ll figure something out, but I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret. I’ll stay by your side, you know?”

“I don’t want to, but I’m scared. All of you are everything to me. I couldn’t handle taking everything away from you after working so hard.”

Intak pulled Taeyang closer, patting Taeyang’s back until he calmed down in Intak’s arms. Intak’s heart broke at the sight, Taeyang’s messy hair making him look even weaker than he already seemed - no matter what, Taeyang just ate barely enough to make Intak not feed him personally.

“You won’t take everything away from us. We’ll find a way to support you and your decisions.”

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Taeyang seemed happier the next day - not as happy as he was before everything went down, but he definitely seemed like a weight was taken off his shoulders. Intak felt relieved seeing Taeyang enjoy his food again and come out of his shell to talk to the other members once again. Even Jiung seemed like he was pulled out of his train of thought, smiling more again.

Keeho however pulled back - staring at Taeyang from time to time, not saying much to anyone except for his boyfriends. Taeyang hadn’t noticed right away - by the time he did notice, he felt like it was almost too late. Keeho seemed upset, but Taeyang couldn’t quite place a reason.

When the other members left, Keeho went up to him and burst into tears. Taeyang stared at Keeho, not knowing what to do. Keeho kneeled down in front of Taeyang, tears streaming down his face. Taeyang’s and Keeho’s eyes met for a split second - a knot settling in Taeyang’s belly when he noticed the rage in Keeho’s eyes.

“You got what I wanted and now you’re trying to get rid of it? You got pregnant and all you think about is aborting the kid? Are you insane? Don’t you feel ashamed, not even a little?”

Taeyang bit his lip as Keeho threw the accusations at his head - tears spilling when Keeho’s voice kept rising, becoming louder and louder. Taeyang curled up in himself - looking at Keeho, who seemed nothing like himself, almost like he was overcome by sadness. Taeyang couldn’t help but feel sorry for him - not really knowing what to say.

“Keeho, I’m not-”

“How can you throw this chance away just like that, Taeyang? Did you even talk to Intak about this? I bet he’d be so happy about starting a family with you, but you’re taking this from him. Intak suffered with you, trying so hard to get through to you but you kept pushing him away. He waited for you like crazy, but now that it’s gone you seem so happy. Aren’t you insane?”

Keeho moved closer - placing his hand next to Taeyang’s head while he kept talking. The door to the practice room suddenly opened as Taeyang’s tears kept flowing - Shota and Jongseob quickly pulled Keeho away while Intak knelt down next to Taeyang, quickly checking up on him.

“Keeho, I was trying to protect the team. To protect all of you. I changed my mind, despite not knowing how I’ll handle anything at all. I just wanted all of you to live your lives without any issues. I put your comfort over my own, Keeho.”