"Taeyong hyung, I have to say something." Jaehyun stopped to take a breath. "I have wanted to tell you this since ages. Since agesss. But you, you fucking unicorn, it's like I look at you and I can't think of words to say. Do you realize how it must feel? Because you're adorable and when you smile, I swear it messes up my head. And heart. My poor heart. It's so scary because you confuse me so much. Like when you hug me is it a i-like-you-dongsaeng kind of hug or i-like-like-you kind of hug? Give me a clue, Taeyong. Give me a clue because if you don't catch the elephant it will fly away."

Taeyong and Johnny had been talking about random things—ursa major, butterscotch ice-cream, the number ten, mauve hair, Chicago, rap lines—when Jaehyun had made his grand entry. Tripping over Johnny's backpack on the floor, Jaehyun had started spouting some of the weirdest things about elephants and unicorns but Taeyong felt his heart go wild when he heard Jaehyun's confession.

He lay in bed, heart hammering; the room dark. It was Johnny who laughed finding Jaehyun's words hilariously cute. When he practically ran out of the room, Jaehyun went quiet and Taeyong got up, sitting against the wall.

He was still quiet, unconsciously holding his breath as he tried to calm his hammering heart.

"Taeyong?" Jaehyun asked in the dark, stumbling towards his side of the room. "Why is it so dark here? Usually the room lights up when you walk in. Tee-hee."

Taeyong let out the breath he was holding. "Jaehyun-ah." He couldn't help but laugh. "What is happening to you?"

"You're awake!?" Jaehyun said, excitedly, walking in the direction of his voice.

Taeyong said, "Yeah, Johnny and I were just talking."

"Great," Jaehyun said, climbing into Taeyong's bed. "Let's talk."

"T-talk?"

"Yeah, aren't you going to say something, you cutie?" Jaehyun asked. His eyes had by now accustomed to the dark and he could see Taeyong's silhouette. He tapped Taeyong's knee. "You know, I'll understand if you don't feel the same way. All I want is an answer. Haechan said it's very important to freestyle."

"No, no." Taeyong smiled. "It's not that...umm, you're really drunk."

"I am?"

"Yes," Taeyong said. "Like maybe we should talk about this when you're sober? What if you wake up tomorrow and realize this was the alcohol talking? It would...break my heart."

"I am 98.9537% sure I am sober right now. Beside I want to kiss you all the time. I'm pretty sure of that."

Taeyong spluttered. "Uh, Jae..." He could feel his face heating up and he had no idea what was happening except that this was either the best night of his life or a really wild dream.

"Oh my, I have such a horrible headache. I think I should sleep. Maybe this is a really great dream," Jaehyun said as he lay down comfortably on the bed.

When Taeyong didn't say anything, Jaehyun patted the bed. "C'mon, lie down. Let's talk."

"How much did you drink? It's not like you to get drunk."

"It's because of you...and Ten. Anyway, the thing is do you like me? Nod for yes and shake head for no." Jaehyun laughed after a second passed. "Wait, I can't see you in the dark. You know, it's really funny but I hated it when we weren't talking. It was so weird. We were on the same bed and you wouldn't even look my way. It hurt so much. Is it not obvious how much I like you? I mean, I fucking drink grape juice because you get it especially for me. It tastes horrible!"

Taeyong frowned. "What?"

"Oops." Jaehyun laughed. "You weren't supposed to know that. Delete that, okay?"

"You don't like grape juice!?"

"Yeah, it's just not tasty." He shuddered.

Taeyong said, "But I only get it because you said it was your favourite."

"And I only drink it because you get it for me. I mean, it's the only thing you go out of your way for. After lying about it when we first met, I couldn't possibly say anything. What could I have said? Hey, Taeyong hyung, I don't like grape juice. I just said that so you would get to drink your favourite. Oh why? Because I like you. You would have bolted."

"You could have said something," Taeyong mumbled.

"You look so happy when you get it for me." Jaehyun's voice was low.

Taeyong laughed quietly. "It's not the juice, you idiot. It's you. You make me happy. And I do lots of things apart from buying you grape juice, you know. You just don't notice them."

Jaehyun propped himself on his elbow. "Does that mean you like me?"

"Yeah, I do," Taeyong whispered, as if he was afraid the words would break apart if he didn't take care. "A lot."

Jaehyun lay back. "Phew, that's good to know. I have to get an ouija board now."

Taeyong stared. "That's a really great reaction, Jae. You know, that took a lot of courage to admit."

"Yeah...I...umm, it's cool." Jaehyun sniffled.

"Oh my god, are—are you crying?"

"No..." sobbed Jaehyun. "It's just—I didn't expect this."

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Please don't cry. Come here." And somehow, Taeyong found himself hugging a half-asleep Jaehyun at four in the morning.

"I can't believe I cried, ugh." Jaehyun half-laughed. "Winwin will be so disappointed. He wanted something grand and all I've done is ugly-cried on your shoulder."

Taeyong could see Jaehyun's hair flashing silver against the dark and Jaehyun was warm in his arms. He closed his eyes and said, "You better feel the same way next morning. Now, go sleep."

Jaehyun whispered, "Okay, but I am staying here. Your bed is nice. You can go wherever you want."

"Jaehyun-ah," Taeyong sighed.

"Or you can just stay here. I promise I won't do anything funny." He lay back, pulling down Taeyong next to him. "It's not like we never slept together."

"This is kind of cramped," Taeyong finally managed to say.

Jaehyun shrugged. "Tell me something I don't know."

"I was so jealous."

"That's not what I mea—wait, of whom?"

"Ten, mostly."

"What? Why?"

"But also, Johnny, maybe Winwin too. It's so embarrassing," Taeyong said. "I knew I was being idiotic but you...it felt like you kept drifting away and you were happy with other people but fighting or worse, ignoring me. You even took Ten to our place!"

"Woah, I didn't know we couldn't take anyone else there. I only took him there because I wanted to show him where we keep going. He was feeling down and I thought that's the happiest place I know of."

"Oh."

Jaehyun giggled. "And here I felt guilty for being jealous of Seungcheol and your new friends. Don't even get me started on JR!"

"No way. Those people are just my friends and I like being with them. It reminds me there's a world outside too. But you...you are Jaehyun. You are everything to me. You take my breath way. You make me believe in the cheesiest clichés. I want to do better, be better because I've got you to impress. Hell, my family knows I love you."

There was silence and Taeyong slowly nudged Jaehyun. "You are really slow with the reactions today, huh?" When there was no reply, he enquired, "Jaehyun?"

Soft breathing, silence and peaceful sleep answered him and he groaned, "Why must you miss all the important things, Jaehyun-ah?"

Taeyong stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before getting up. "Yeah, I can't sleep now. My heart is running a marathon." He sneaked out quietly, only to be intercepted by a wide-awake and possibly eavesdropping Johnny.

"So, how was it?"

Taeyong blushed. "Shut up, Johnny. He's just drunk."

"Sounded high to me but also so cute? Aww, you two."

Taeyong tried slipping past him. "I'm going to sleep on the couch."

"You can't. I already tried. Ten's sleeping there," Johnny answered.

"I'm going to ask him to shift to Jaehyun's room then."

"Wait," Johnny said quickly. "You can take my bed. I'll go to Jaehyun's room." He rubbed the back of his head. "Ten probably just fell asleep. Let's give him a few hours of sleep."

"Okay, lover boy." Taeyong snickered.

"Haha, Taeyong, look who is talking." Johnny rolled his eyes.

-

When Jaehyun woke up to a clanging headache and a horribly dry throat, the first thing he thought of was that he needed water. He got up, totally oblivious that he wasn't in his own room. He walked out, trudging towards the fridge. He could hear Ten throwing up in the bathroom and thanked his stars that he wasn't in that bad a position.

He poured himself a glass of water only for Johnny to appear and snatch it out of his fingers. "Sorry, Ten needs it."

"And I should just shrivel up, I suppose," Jaehyun mumbled, head still floating in pain. "Okay, I'm sitting down."

Haechan walked into the kitchen and seeing him, said, "You owe me an ouija board, hyung?"

"What?"

"Last night...remember? You made a promise to me," Haechan said, slowly.

"Last night..." Jaehyun closed his eyes, thinking about it. His eyes widened as he remembered. "Oh no, oh shit. Oh no, no no no. I'm dead. I'm gone. I hate you, Haechan. You should have stopped me."

"And halt the course of true love?" Haechan looked up for dramatic effect before reaching for an apple. "I don't think so. Anyway, you promised."

"Hae—"

"Gotta go, need to finish my game."

"Did you even sleep?"

Haechan waved him away. "Sleep is for the weak."

Jaehyun drank his water and felt his head clear a little. He closed his eyes again, just sitting at the breakfast table, mourning the death of his friendship with Taeyong. How could he have been so idiotic? Taeyong was going to laugh at him. He tried to go over his conversation from last night. Taeyong had been so polite while he had messed up royally.

He felt someone slide into the chair opposite him and he opened his eyes.

"Hey, you okay?" Taeyong asked, softly. He passed him a carton of mixed juice.

Jaehyun looked at him, wide-eyed. "I—I—uhm..."

Taeyong smiled. "So, you don't like grape juice."

Jaehyun nearly choked. "Seriously, that's what you're going to say?"

Taeyong shrugged, amused.

"You find it funny," Jaehyun groaned. "I'm going to go to my room and never show my face to the world again."

"That would be a shame. You're really pretty."

Jaehyun blinked.

Taeyong looked away, blushing. "Do you remember...?"

"Of course, I remember."

"So you meant it?" Taeyong asked, his expression hopeful.

"I'm sorry. Are we still talking about juice cartons or...?"

Taeyong smiled shyly. "Depends on what you want."

"Do you like me?" Jaehyun asked, incredulous.

"I thought that was obvious." Taeyong's face was bright red. "I mean I did tell you last night. Sometime after you told me elephants were about to fly and sometime before I told you I love you but you were asleep by then, I guess."

Jaehyun opened and closed his mouth like a fish.

Taeyong leaned over the table, towards him, and whispered, "This is where you say, I love you too."

Jaehyun let out a breath. "Iloveyoutoo."

Taeyong giggled.

"Hey, don't laugh at me," Jaehyun grumbled.

"Or?" Taeyong quirked an eyebrow.

He looked at Taeyong and smiled. "Or I'm going to have to wipe that smirk off your face myself."

"I'd love to see you try."

"Okay, that's it," Jaehyun said and pulled Taeyong's collar towards himself.

Taeyong laughed nervously. "This is actually happening, huh?"

Jaehyun laughed, still incredulous, and kissed him.

Taeyong smiled into the kiss as he felt Jaehyun's lips moving against his. He kissed him back, cupping his face with his hands. Jaehyun's lips were so soft and Taeyong felt himself melting into the kiss. Every inch of body felt aflame. He was hyper-aware of everything and all he could think of was Jaehyun, here, across him, his fingers still holding a fistful of his t-shirt. It felt like eternity and yet too short because there was no way Taeyong wanted this to end. This moment was special and Jaehyun's lips against him were a constant reminder that this, right here was actually happening. "Where'd you learn to kiss like that?" he mumbled, breathlessly.

Jaehyun wanted to say something like "I'm a natural" but he couldn't reply, just kissing him back intensely because damn did he taste good. "I love you," he said, drawing back and then kissing him again. "So much." His hands were ghosting across Taeyong's neck and losing themselves in his hair. He could feel Taeyong shivering underneath his touch and there was a euphoria coursing through his veins. "You're so beautiful," he whispered as he drew back, breathing heavily. His gaze flickered to Taeyong's puffy lips and he reddened. "I'm sorry. I've just waited for this too long."

Taeyong chuckled. "That was—uh—sexy."

Jaehyun groaned. "See? Right there? You're so adorable." He leaned forward and kissed him again and Taeyong was pulling him close and Jaehyun had never hated this silly breakfast table in his life as much as right now because he could do without it right now.

"Hey, has anyone seen my noteboo—OH SHIT!"

Jaehyun and Taeyong pulled apart quickly, both of them blushing as they turned towards the source of the voice—Mark.

"Mark, I—"

"Um, never mind. Haha, I just remembered I had to run an errand. Sorry. You can just, you know continue with...okay, I'm leaving now." Mark ran out of the kitchen.

"Poor kid." Taeyong rubbed the back of his head.

Jaehyun laughed. "He's going to tell Haechan and that's like telling Soompi. It will be all over the dorm."

"Actually," Mark walked back into the room, "can I just take a pic for photographic evidence? I need it so that I can prove I won against Renjun." He laughed nervously. "It's a bet. Which happens first—Jaeyong or Yuwin. Haha."

"Mark..." Taeyong started.

"Sure." Jaehyun smiled. "Should we kiss again?"

"Jaehyun!" Taeyong said, scandalized.

Jaehyun laughed, whole-heartedly. "Oh my god, Taeyong, your face!"

"So, is that a—" Mark asked, innocently. "—yes or no?"

"You kids should go study or something! What even happens in the dreamies dorm?" Taeyong asked, worriedly.

Haechan walked into the kitchen aimlessly and his expression brightened suddenly. "Mark! Just the man I was looking for. Do you want me to do a tarot card reading for you? Come along."

"Oh no..." But Mark was already being dragged away. He disappeared into what was probably a long hour of crazy tarot readings.

Taeyong looked at Jaehyun and then covered his face. "I feel so shy looking at you."

"Says the man who had his tongue down my throat literally seconds ago."

Ten groaned as he walked in on this, getting hit by what he was going to start calling DLCB (disgustingly-loud-couple-behaviour). "Guys, guys. A man is sick and you two are flirting?" His eyes widened as he realized they were holding hands. "Oh my god, you're—you're..."

"A couple, yeah," Jaehyun said, proudly.

"Dating before me? Traitor!" Ten said.

Jaehyun and Taeyong laughed.

Yuta walked into the room and asked. "Who's dating?"

Ten pointed towards Jaeyong.

Yuta's eyes widened. He called out, "Winwin-ah, everyone's dating. This isn't fair. When will you admit you love me?"

"He loves me," Taeil replied from somewhere in the house.

"This Friday, let's go on a date," Jaehyun said, ignoring the heightening commotion in the dorm.

"A date date?" Taeyong asked.

Jaehyun nodded. "I know a place."

Taeyong smiled. "Okay, it's a date."

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