Stephanie Hwang
We walked along the seawall after our dinner at a restaurant. It was nothing special, it just involved me staring at Tae ad he hulked through his plate of food aggressively.
He held my hand and swung it a bit as we walked slowly, I looked down at it a couple of time loving the way my hand fit into his. There were times where my past lover's hands were too big, too meaty and my small petite hand was basically crushed in their hold. But with Tae it wasn't.
He had this odd little quirk though, his hands often got clammy and he often released our clasp to wipe it on his pants. I thought it was just a normal thing, you know to have sweaty palms but when I asked him why, he muttered 'because I'm shy. . . and a little nervous." Since then I've never stopped teasing him about it.
"Is it time for your 3 minute break of wiping your hands dry?" I teased.
He sulked and put his hands on his hips, pausing in the middle of the sidewalk to stare me down. I just pranced forward, looking at behind me to see him in the same position sighing.
"Come on clammy Taeyeonie."
"I'm just kind of freaking out from a pretty girl like you." I turned around and hid my ever blushing face and skipped away.
He ran back all the way to me and caught up, showing off how his long legs were stronger, faster and better than me.
"Run faster short stuff! Let's get to the playground before any of the kids do!"
I run faster as my short legs would allow me.
I sat down on the swing and watched as he climbed the monkey bars, making silly faces to me as he swung so gracefully from bar to bar.
I didn't realize he slipped and plopped onto the floor when I looked up from my lap and found him missing.
"Ow."
"Ouch, are you okay Taetae?" I asked, still seated looking at the puddle of human on the gravel.
"Ow." He groaned, getting up to pat himself down.
He starts running towards me with a cheeky grin and suddenly pushes me on the swing and I literally screamed so loud he had to step aside and cover his ears.
"Yah! At least tell me you're going to do that!"
"But I wanted to push you on the swingsies." He said, getting behind me to push me again.
Well, if you see a suited tall male push a grown adult female at 7 PM in a playground, that's us.
I was having my short lived child experience till he suddenly abruptly pulled the swing to a stop and took off his jacket with a clear frown on his face.
"What? Why did you stop me from touching the sky you donkey." I teased, but I shut my lips closed when he let out a grunt and shook the jacket in his hand, making me look at it with wonder.
"What about your jacket?"
"Take it and cover your legs."
"What? No. Why would I wanna do that." I hissed. He glared at me and draped his suit jacket over my legs, pushing it up till it reached the hem of my dress.
"People are staring Fany-ah. They're looking at you like some damn prey." He growled, eyeing every person that happened to pass by. I raised a brow, finding him actually really cute like this.
"You know what, lets go home. It's not safe out here anymore and you're going to catch a cold."
"No, you're just worried someone's going to come in and snatch me away."
"Maybe. Alright let's go pip-squeak."
"Are you jealous Taetae?" I dared myself to ask.
"If I say yes will you never ask me that question ever again because it's kind of embarrassing?"
"Maybe."
"Then yes, I Kim Taeyeon is jealous of all the creepy perverts staring at my girlfriend." I let the words 'my girlfriend' sink in. Oh my god, I'm his. He really said it, it's like official now. I literally fangirled so hard inside.
"Taetae." I whined. He stood infront of me like he was shielding me from the eyes of everyone.
"Get up, nugget. Let's go."
"But I actually like it out here." I whined some more, not caring that people were staring at me because I just only want my hunky CEO badass.
"No you don't, stop being a stubby penguin and let's leave. I'll even carry you." I got off the swing and he crouched down for me to get on his back. I nudged his backside with my knee till he fell down.
"Bully." He says with a cute pout.
"Says you."
"Whatever, hurry up and go to your assigned seating piggy." I climbed onto his back and he got up effortlessly, walking at a moderate speed as I rested my chin on his shoulder.
He turned his head slightly to see my head bobbing with every step he took and I saw his half grin.
"Taetae." I said, kissing him on his cheek.
"Yes darling?"
"Ew, please don't say that again."
"Okay, honey."
"Taeyeon, stop."
"Whatever you say, hun."
I flicked his ear and frowned. "Take me home."
"Wait, no I'm sorry."
"I want to go home." I repeated, sliding off his back and fixing my dress.
"My house is your home."
"No it's not, I want to go home."
"Then I'm going with you." He links arms with me and drags me to the car, no matter how hard I pull at him I feel like a tumbleweed.
"Seriously?" I asked, refusing to get into his car even though he opened the door for me and even bowed.
"It's not safe there alone, I will go home with you and sleep on the floor if that's what you want."
But I like you sleeping with me.
"Fine. But we're picking Prince up from the daycare." He gives me a thumbs up and pats my bum to get into the car.
When we got my baby fluff back I thought I was heading home, but apparently Tae had other plans because we drove right past my house.
"Tae."
"My house. Sleep over, don't fight me over this. I'm lonely."
"Tae."
"No, Fany-ah."
"Tae."
"Fany-ah." He sternly says.
"You're never letting me go back are you?"
"Well, these past few days have been a little weird you know. I like to keep you close to me. Just for now okay? Till I have to go back to work." He shifts his eyes onto me briefly.
"I don't get to say no do I?" He shook his head.
"Just for one last night hm?" I sighed, I can't win against him. I just feel like I'm being so pampered by him for no reason.
When I entered my room,he picks me up and I hold on to him for dear life from the sudden movement. He places me on the bathroom counter and kisses me fast on the cheek and before he could leave I grasped a fistful of his shirt, making him stop.
"You're staying in my room tonight." Before I could even protest he leaves and comes back in with a silver cup, a new toothbrush, and a his shirt.
I've stayed at his house a couple of times, but at his guest room. Never in his luxury master bedroom the size of my whole house.
I watch with tired eyes as he runs a bath for me, shaking my head at this ridiculous guy. Doing the extremes to make me stay with him. I will stay with him, but I don't need all these things, all these services.
Taeyone's love is enough for me.
"Don't sit too long, you'll turned into a raisin, wrinkly and ugly." I stick my tongue out at him and he gives me a thumbs up.
I nod and he gently shuts the door behind him.
I step in the tub and sink myself in the water engulfing the warmth. It reminds me of Tae's soft hugs. Why was I breaking down in front of him every 3 hours? I don't know why. I hated showing this side of me to him or anyone. I wish I hadn't done that. By the time he left this room my walls are all broken except the lock on my heart.
I step out of the bathroom and make my way out of the bedroom door. I got lost trying to find my downstairs when I ended up in his den. I slide in the room and look around the office like room and quietly make my way to his desk sitting down in his chair and pick up a photo frame. It was a picture of a little Taengo sitting on an older woman lap smiling cheekily at the camera. Strangely enough, he never told me about his family, and this woman looks like his mother. I open the drawer to the left of me and find another photo of him and this woman pushing him on the swing. I know how wrong it is to snoop around someones desk, let alone being a guest in this house but I was curious. I didn't realize he was leaning on the doorway of the den with his arms crossed in front of his chest till he cleared his throat.
"What do you want to know?" He asked making his way to his desk.
I quickly put the photo back in the drawer and close it, lamely trying to cover up what I did.
I hesitate before answering him, but couldn't spill out any words when he stepped closed to me sitting on his desk.
"Sorry, I got lost and I was trying to find my way downstairs and then I ended up in your den, but I didn't see anything else but these phot-"
He shook his head and looked at me like he was going to scold me. I immediately stopped myself from talking."The picture you looked at." He starts off.
"Oh, right sorry." I mutter.
"That was a picture of me and my mother before she passed away when I was 7." He says, getting the picture out of the drawer.
He takes a deep breath and places the photo frame on the desk.
"I ran away from home after my mother died due to cancer. My dad was an alcoholic and beat her occasionally, and when she died my father blamed her death on me."
Those words hit home, and the person in front of me places his head in his hands.
"My mother loved me very much, there were times I did stupid things and my dad would beat me, but my mom would step in and take those beatings for me trying to defend me of my actions. She was hurt a lot because of me."
I sit beside him and he raises his head to give me a small smile. The sight of that made my insides clench just a little bit more.
"When I grew older, I was the one who took the beatings for my mother and fended her off from my father. She sacrificed a lot for me, but she lived for such a short period of time I couldn't return back that same love she gave me."
He takes my hand into his and holds it. Silence eloped us for moments on end.
"I ran away when I was a bit older, living with my best friend and being adopted to a new family. I never fit in but I was accepted and I called them mom and dad, but never mother and father." I see him give me a sad smile, trying to act like it never phased him but I saw it. It's a mask Taeyeon-ah, take it off. Let me see the softer side of you.
"I'll never do that to you. I won't treat you the way your ex or my father treated you or my mother. Never." He whispers.
I smile and squeeze his hand wanting to tell him that it's okay but nothing seems to come out of my mouth.
"Nick-" I began to say before he cuts me off.
"Don't fucking say his name. I am this close to just killing him off. I already made sure he'll never walk again." His voice roared through my house as he abruptly stood up.
I flinch at the sudden outburst. The tall figure standing in front of me is breathing heavily with his chest heaving.
I did something unexpected, usually I'd start to tear up or become afraid but this time it was different.
I kissed him fully on the lips, snaking my arms around his neck. His expression eases and his balled fists started to open it and gently caress my back. I place my hand on his ear and start to gently play with it. I kiss his jawline gently while still rubbing his ear. My other hand was rubbing his back; just like how he soothed me. His breathing calmed, and soon we were gently rocking back and forth together in the middle of his den.
"You've done enough Taeyeon-ah, your mother would be so proud of you." He hums and I continue to stroke his back.
"It's going to suck when you go back to work. Who am I going to bother and pester now?" I say breaking the silence and changing the topic to be a little less, sad.
"Let's not talk about work for now." He chuckles and takes my hand, leading me into his bedroom.
I still get shy over the fact that he's literally sleeping in the same room and same bed as me. I didn't even have time to think about it when we first did it because I was such an emotional wreck that time.
I curl up to his body and he wraps his arms around me and snuggles close to my neck. He left little kisses along it and then I hear his breathing soften. Then he started to snore. Loud enough that the seagulls could probably hear it.
"It hasn't even been 10 minutes. Are you seriously asleep?" I pinch his nose and he has no reaction to it. Wow he really did fall asleep. I guess Taebear was a suitable name for him but he left me hanging tonight.
"Ugh. You're such an ass." But I didn't mind. I studied his features and wow he is a chiseled work of art. His parents must be super attractive. There's no way his parents made this blob without the help of someone upstairs. Whatever God added into the creation of you Tae, you'll have to thank him someday.
I woke up to myself freezing to death on my side of the bed. Tae was still latched onto me like a magnet and my blanket was pretty much on the floor. He kicked it off us while he slept. I love his little quirks about him.
I found Prince running around me excitedly as his tail wagged back and forth. He climbed over me and nestles himself between me and Tae before stepping on Tae's face and licking his cheek.
"Heh, someone's up early." Taeng's morning voice is everything. He pushes Prince away gently but Prince kept giving him kisses.
Taeng puckered his lips and was waiting for another kiss but instead Prince barked and Tae froze in his spot.
Without opening his eyes, he sighed heavily.
"I swear to god." I had to stifle my giggle.
"When I open my eyes this better be Steph and not the fucking 4 legged fluffy devil." Prince barks in response and starts to run around Tae's head, not forgetting to roll around and annoy the crap out of him.
Tae opens one of his eyes and Prince bombards him with licks.He opens both of his eyes at his realization and sits up immediately before smacking his forehead and groaning for a solid minute.
"God fucking are you serious right now! Did I make out with a dog? Oh my god this is why I felt fluff on my lips!"
"You!" Tae points at Prince and my dog just turns his head slightly and wags his tail. Taeng picks him up and places him on the floor before scowling and muttering nonsense. He cuddles close to me and buries his face next to me in my pillow.
"Good morning! Cheating on me now?" I poke his head and he lifts it up grumbling.
"Shh, shh. Piglet, one more word and I'll cuddle you to death."
"Grumpy as usual." I tease him and he lays on top of me, putting all his excruciating weight on me. My god he weighs so much, I felt my rib cage about to give.
"How'd you sleep? I passed out so I wouldn't know." He mumbles against my skin and I showered at the feeling.
"Yeah, I thought you'd stay up with me. But as soon as you laid in bed all I heard was the snores of a dozen lions."
"Calling me an animal now?" He scowls and then ducks under the covers, bringing them over his head and turning away from the window.
"But I slept okay. I think."
"Don't worry, I'll protect you." He hugs me close to his chest before pulling his shirt over me and making me literally suffocate in his chest.
"Hey, I look like an obese cow. We are one now Steph." I swear we looked like a mutilated corpse that was a failed science experiment. I squirmed around his chest but he made sure he trapped me inside his shirt as he chuckled.
"Or we can be a human burrito." He sniggers and I felt his scent wrap around me. We're a good smelling burrito.
"God you are a glorified 12 year old."
"That is actually a really good description of me." He says proudly with chuckles and I peered up from his shirt and pressed my forehead against his chin.
"Give me a kissy baby." He puckers his lips before his hand slides down my waist and up my nightgown.
I held his wrist from going any further and I glared at him which made him sheepishly smile and show his dimple.
"Perv."
"Yuh-huh, give me a kissy." He says, making smoochy sounds.
"Taetae, I'm going on a morning run, do you want to come?"
"Hah you're funny if you think I exercise." He grumbles and covers his head with the blanket.
"Tae come, it'll be fun."
"The only thing that'll be fun is seeing your ass in yoga pants. The not so fun part is moving my limbs and doing this non existent action called exercising." I slap him in the arm and nudge him. But he's like a big boulder and he refuses to budge.
"Fine, don't come then I don't care." I head down the hall to my guest room to get dressed and when I came back in his room he peers from his covers and scrambles to get out of bed as soon as he sees me.
"I'm coming! I'm coming just wait I have to change wait wait!" I open the door and wait for him. I see him fumble to the room and literally crawl like a raccoon on the floor.
"Wait!" He screeches at the sound of the front door closing. I stand there giggling when he came out in nothing but shorts.
"Is that what you're wearing?" I ask, eyeing him from head to toe.
"Yeah why? Is it okay? Is it cold do I need to being a jacket?" He looks at himself and looks back up with a questioning face.
"N-no. It's okay let's go." I honestly didn't want him to be shirtless running alongside with me because I swear to god he's going to catch the eye of every single girl there, hell he might even catch the eye of men too. He's mine and I'd like to keep my mans pecs hidden from ogling people.
5 minutes into the run he huffs and puffs waving me down at the side of the curb.
"How come a man like who has washboard abs and is fit like an athlete run out of breath?!" I ask him and he looked like he was going to faint.
"Tae. You suck."
He shook his head gasping for air and crouches down on the curb taking my water bottle and downing it.
"Weak." I tease him and he lets go of the water bottle and pats his heart.
"Shut the fuck up. I haven't ran like that in so long, never mind at 6 in the morning. What is wrong with you? How do you do it."
"I just don't understand how someone with an 8 pack and huge biceps the size of my chicken leg literally almost pass out from our light jog."
"Light?! You call that light?! Come on, cut me some slack. Give your man some points, I'm out here jogging with you in nature trying to erase the donut I had last night." He still huffs and puffs and at that point I thought he had asthma.
"Let's go home then, I'll race you there. Last one there sleeps on the floor!" I start to run away from him and I hear his distant shouting.
"That's not fair! You got a head start and I'm fucking dying as we speak holy shit! Wait for me! How can your small legs take you that far? God damn it stop it you midget!"
It was only in the evening when I had him laying his head on my lap. We act like such a couple despite being together only like a day ago. My mind wanders to his face and how adorable he looks so focused on a game. A few nights ago if you had told me I'd be together with the Kim Taeyeon, I'd laugh in your face and attempt to smack you out unconsciously for thinking that.
I thought he was playing with me, my feelings, my head. Someone like him just doesn't exist. No one just magically wanders in your life and saves you. It's too much of a fairy tale ending and I can't stop thinking about it. I fell for him hard, despite knowing that what he could be doing to me. I can't resist myself from him, he just fits me so well, he fills in those cracks. But I could say that about anyone.
"You literally have 2 seconds to pick that up before I kick you out of my house."
"Hmm? Later okay?" He hums not looking up from my iPad.
"Right now!" I huffed in annoyance.
"Why are you so angry? It's just a sock." He says.
"Because I don't like things being out if place. How many times do I have to tell you to pick up after yourself? Tae you're so messy."
"But it's just a sock . . " Tae whines and placed the iPad on the coffee table. He looks at my giving me his best puppy dog eyes.
I grab the closet magazine to me and roll it up.
"Okay okay, sheesh." He says covering his head as I smack him over and over again with the rolled magazine.
"Demanding." He mutters as he picks up the sock and puts it in his shoe. He shuffles back to the couch and lays his head on my lap and focuses his attention on the TV.
I gently stroke his hair as we watch some stupid reality TV show.
"I don't understand why were watching this. Why are they even famous, who the fuck cares about The Kartrashians."
"Stop complaining we're not watching your hockey. And they're just really funny and stupid, it's fun watching these shows."
He seriously can not do movies or any of my TV shows. Every time that we do watch anything together he complains 15 minutes criticizing the movie or saying how we could do other things than watch this 'stupid' movie.
"But Fany-ah, it's a really important game please . . . " He sits up and kneels on the floor clasping his hand as if he's begging for a limited edition toy.
This child. I wonder how he's even one of the wealthiest businessman's on earth.
"Steppani please . . " Tae pleads one more time and I instantly surrender when he wraps his body around my legs.
"Fine, but you owe me."
"Jesus Christ bless the lords you're the best."
An hour into hockey and I dozed off but woke up to the sound of a goal horn and Tae celebrating.
I groan into my hands and roll off his lap.
"Where are you going?" He asks as he shuts the TV off and follows me upstairs.
"To sleep, since you won't shut up." I say shoving him with all my might, but he moved like 2 centimeters.
"Can I join?" He says smugly smiling.
This guy has the audacity to ask me that. I give him a glare and shut the door in front of his face. I plop myself down in my bed and relax myself. Finally, some peaceful me time after everything that has happened. Except I had an annoying tall gentle giant lurking around the halls.
I close my eyes trying to take in Taengo being mine. A good half hour of napping and dreaming up scenarios that won't happen was blissful. But I snap out of my thoughts when I hear small knocks on my door.
"Steph?" He quietly asks.
"Can I come in? Unless you're sleeping then say nothing. Wait, if you're sleeping then you wouldn't be able to say anything. Um, I'll just wait here then. I mean like, if you're mad at me because I woke you up I'm sorry." I quietly chuckle at him. It this what it feels like to have someone who's worried about you? Someone to be foolish with, eat with, cuddle with, and kiss? I feel like a love sick high schooler who's mind is fogged up on a relationship.
"Come in Taetae." I sit up putting on Tae's blue oxford shirt on me. I rub my eyes and comb my hair but then I see a little head peering through the crack of the door.
"Hola, Fany-ah. Are you mad at me?" He says still standing at the door.
"No, I never was mad at you. I was tired." I say opening my arms big and wide for him.
"Come here Taengobear." He walks in and closes the door, shining his million dollar smile.
I feel the bed dip beside me and I unconsciously wrap myself to his side and lay my head on his chest. He puts his arm around my waist and he covers our bodies with the duvet. He tugs on my shirt and frowns.
"This is mine."
"I like it, so I took it."
"But your closet is overflowing."
"I really really really like your shirt."
"Why do you feel the need to take my shirt?"
"If you want it back so badly you can have it." I say sitting up to take it off.
He puts his hand on mine.
"No, I don't know. I don't want it back. It looks great on you. I don't know why but I find it extremely adorable that you wear my shirt. But why do you like wearing it though?"
I blush at his question.
"Because it smells like you, and reminds me of you." I say shyly turning my head away from him. I clutch onto his shirt. Another reason why I like wearing it, is because I feel like it keeps me safe. Wrapped around a shirt that he once wore that still smells like his signature sandalwood scent and ah hint of his after shave. I'd give up my entire closet for this.
"I like you a lot. Like a lot a lot." He says smiling into my head.
Is it too early to say I love you? Because that's how I feel right now with him, no scratch that anytime I'm with him I wanna tell him those three words; I love you.
"Hmm, me too." I reply snuggling closer to his chest. I rub my hands up and down his abs. Literal washboard.
"Yeah I know who wouldn't? Look at me I'm gorgeous. B-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l." He says.
I playfully squeeze his hand. "Cocky, conceited, self centered."
"To be honest, when am I never. I'm like so full of myself."
"Wowie, you actually admit that? One sec, can you say that again?" I say holding up the record button on my phone.
He sticks his tongue out and flashes some crazy eyes to the camera. We both laugh at his antics before dozing off to each others warmth.
"Can you get some of my clothes and Prince's things from the house later?" He nods drowsily, putting a finger on my lips to shush me.
It must've been at least like 3 hours because when I woke up I had no sense of time. I pat the right side of my bed feeling nothing but an empty space. I groggily reach for my phone on the nightstand and pick it up. A little pink post it note was attached to it and had Tae's handwriting written all over it.
Pink Piggy,
I woke up to run some quick errands and pick up dinner for us. You were still sleeping and I didn't want to wake up mama bear or I'd risk dying early. Have I ever told you that your room is literally blinding as fuck. I turned the lights on and Jesus fucking Christ all I see is pink, pink, pink. Do you own anything but pink? You look adorable as fuck when you sleep by the way. I love the way you snore and drool on my chest as you say 'Tae's the sexiest beast alive.;when you sleep. Call me when you wake up, best friend.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo,
- Taengobear?
P.S; I accidentally ripped George when I stood up to use the bathroom. My bad.
Omo, George. My most prized possession, Tae what the hell? How do you rip a stuffed monkey? I rush over to my desk searching for the music box quickly. I spot it on a chair beside it with another small sticky note.
Satan 2.0,
Jokes.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo,
- Your one and only walking God.
I pick up my phone and click on his name; 'TaeIsAnAss' and dial his phone. Four rings in and I hear a husky voice at the other end.
"Miss me baby cakes?"
"You frustrate me. I hate you."
"As in sexually or . . ?"
"Tae!"
"Hey, you're bae is coming back with food. Treat me with some respect yo, I'm feeding your ass."
"You're not my bae." I smile at what I said. He is so my bae.
"I don't have to be your bae, but you can be mine. Plus I'm 'yours' remember?"
"Cheesy, and yes you're mine and that wasn't a funny prank Taetae."
"What prank?"
"George, omo, you're so dead when you come home."
"Hah, I'll be anticipating my own funeral."
"Good you better be. I'm not even going to attend."
"Yeah, murder me for ruining your beloved stuffed animal and then attend the funeral of your killing? I didn't expect you'd come anyway. By the way, stop sulking. I can feel your sulk all the way downtown."
"Come home please, I'm hungry." I whined, kicking the sheets up.
"You miss me or the food? I am home look up."
I smile as the tall giant was leaning on the door frame. He slips his phone into his suit pocket and puts the bag of takeout on my desk. I stand on my tiptoes and kiss the older one before getting lifted up.
"Hey." He says pressing his forehead into mine. I wrap my legs around him.
"Hey you." I cup his face kissing his jaw.
"Miss me?" He just can't stop teasing me. It'll be the death of me.
"So much."
"Go on another date with me." He says against my head.
"I'll think about it."
"What the fuck you don't get to think about it when you're my girl Fany-ah. We're going on a date and that's final."
"I'll go as long as you tell me more about you. The happier side." He frowns and puts on his thinking face.
Please tell me you have at least some good memories about yourself?
I don't want to believe he's suffered a lonesome life. But if he is, I want to change that.
"I can't promise you that." He says quietly.
Oh Tae.