"Hello." Yuta said, smiling brightly at Taeyong. He stood there in their living room wearing a suit, looking expensive, and if his smile got any brighter Taeyong was going to go blind.
Taeyong blinked. This man could not be real. He was way too handsome. He looked 'fresh-out-of-a-steamy-romance-movie' handsome. Taeyong could melt.
Taeyong stuttered. "He-Hello."
Damn it.
Taeyong cursed himself in his brain. Great, now his neighbor thinks he's an awkward, babbling mess.
Yuta walked up to Taeyong and extended his hand. Taeyong's eyes flickered to the gold band on his right-hand finger.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Yuta, Nakamoto Yuta."
He said it like he was Bond, James Bond. Give me a break. Taeyong mentally rolled his eyes.
Taeyong greeted Yuta with a faux smile. "I have mysophobia."
"Oh," Yuta retracted his hand. "That's all right, I'm a little OCD, if you ask my fiancé." Yuta laughed as though he had told a joke.
Taeyong grimaced. "Ha... good one."
He has a fiancé. Wow, he doesn't look like the marriage type. If there even was a type. Taeyong thought to himself.
The two just stood there staring at each other awkwardly. Haechan cleared his throat.
"Well, this is awkward, so anyways I'm Haechan. H-A-E-C-H-A-N," Haechan recited, spelling out his name for Yuta. "And I'm not germophobic." He said glancing at Taeyong before extending his hand for Yuta to shake. Yuta smiled and shook Haechan's hand. He looked towards Jeno. Jeno shyly waved.
"I'm Jeno."
"Hi, Jeno."
"Well anyways, you boys can go back upstairs now, while me and Yuta talk." Taeyong's dad stated.
"I, dad...Yuta and I." Haechan corrected. Taeyong smacked Haechan's head. "Ow, what was that for?"
Taeyong just smiled while looking at the beautiful stranger in his living room. Haechan stomped off into the kitchen with a cute Jeno following. Taeyong just stood there, staring.
"Taeyong!! Did you hear me?!" His dad's voice cut through his temporary mind fogginess.
Taeyong snapped back to reality. "Huh? What was said?"
His father sighed. "I said 'Would you please show Yuta to the door, I'm going to go check on your brothers'. We will talk another time." He turned to Yuta who bowed in acknowledgment.
Taeyong nodded as Yuta walked up towards him. Taeyong turned on his heels, beckoning Yuta to follow. When they got to the door, Taeyong went to open it. Yuta stopped him, his hand resting on top of his. Taeyong looked at him.
"Hey, Taeyong...you're really pretty." Yuta commented lifting up his hand.
Taeyong blinked. I'm going to melt.
"Oh, um...thanks, I guess."
He continued to open the door, sliding back to allow Yuta room. Yuta walked out, waving at Taeyong. "See you around neighbor."
Taeyong waved back. Confused, wasn't this man married? Why the hell would he call me pretty? Weird. Taeyong closed the door. Heading upstairs, he shook the thought from his head, the nerve of some people. Taeyong threw himself on his bed. He checked the time; it was little past 5. Ugh, 3 more hours till he had to go to Johnny's house so that he could go to Lucas' dad's club. He wished time would fly past faster. He decided to take a quick nap. He was just getting comfortable when he heard a clatter from the kitchen followed by Haechan screaming and Jeno telling him to calm down. Taeyong groaned.
He got up, going back downstairs. In the kitchen, Taeyong's dad was on the counter trying to hit something with a metal bowl and Haechan was on the kitchen table screaming for their dad to "Kill it! Kill it!"
Kill what? Taeyong's peace and quiet?
Jeno was standing in between them telling them to calm down because it wasn't that deep. Jeno spotted Taeyong.
"Oh, Taeyong." Jeno giggled. "Dad's trying to kill a bug and Haechan's the one that saw the bug first and climbed on the table knocking down the vase." Jeno stated.
Taeyong took in the scene. Haechan was currently standing on the kitchen table, a vase was on the floor and his dad was waving his hands around like a mad man trying to get the bug to come out from its hiding spot. This was...
Pathetic.
It truly was. In the least, Taeyong could say he was embarrassed. He looked at his phone. 6:00. It wouldn't hurt to show up a little early. Taeyong turned on his heels, heading to the door. He grabbed his keys and was out. It took 80 minutes (1 hour and 20 minutes) to find where Johnny lived. 7:24, Taeyong looked at the clock on his dashboard. 36 minutes early. Those were odds Taeyong could live with. He called Johnny to tell him he was here.
"Okay, come to my room."
Taeyong hung up. Getting out, taking in Johnny's home. It was the first time he had been to Johnny's house. He had been to Lucas' but never Johnny's, it was pretty.
Taeyong knocked, a woman with kind eyes and warm smile greeted him. She put both of her hands on his face and brought him in for a hug.
"Taeyong~!!!"
Taeyong started laughing. This woman had to be Johnny's mother. She held the same warmth as the 6-foot-high high schooler.
"It's so nice to finally meet you, Taeyong." Johnny's mother beamed, squeezing Taeyong's cheeks. "Johnny talks about you all the time. Happy Birthday!! Johnny's upstairs." She stated pointing towards the stairs.
Taeyong smiled. "Thank you. Okay." Taeyong headed upstairs smiling when he heard a loud voice.
"T-Y!T-T!TYONG!TAETAE!YONGIE, YOU MADE IT!!!!"
It was Lucas.
Lucas was running down the stairs towards Taeyong, skipping stairs along the way. When he landed in front of Taeyong he bearhugged him, lifting him up and shaking him around a few times.
"TAEYONGGGG!! YOU'RE HERE! YIPEEE!" He cried.
Finally, after a minute of that, Lucas finally putting him down only to hug him again.
"I'm so excited, are you? Cause I'm excited." He said in a rush.
Taeyong just nodded, already feeling uneasy.
"Great! Let's go upstairs!" Lucas said skipping up the stairs. Taeyong following behind him, questioning how he got in this situation in the first place, but it was too late for all that, all Taeyong could do was take a deep breath and hold on, because tonight was going to be one hell of a night and they were just getting started.
It was about to get real and all Taeyong can do is pray.
He was about to come face-to-face with his stalker and never even know it.
**Author's note:
(Pay attention to the next chapter very closely. You may think you know who the stalker is, but when you least expect it, the truth will be revealed. Pay very close attention to every little detail, you might be surprised on who it is.)**