Pause (oneshot) (1/1)

Jun cleared his throat, he waved at a black masked guy on the lobby. “Sorry, I had to go to the office first,” he said when the guy went into his car.  “But it’s already past eight,” he paused to drink a mineral water from Jun.  “I need to pick a gift for Perry,” he explained. Jun who’s on the drive seat turn on the radio as the guy nodded. The said guy look out of the window, humming lowly, his hand fiddled his IPhone. Of course he knew who Perry is, he’s one of Jun’s priorities. He couldn’t get mad at how late his friend picked him up even if one hour is not a short time. Several minutes ago, he got a bit uneasy, casually touched his mask, and checked his surrounding. Afraid if the fans or media spotted him. Fortunately his all black outfit made him blends easily, leaving his sharp eyes open and hiding his identity. He also brought another suitcase which he always bring with him if he needs to go to China secretly—leaving his well known case on his apartment. “Do Perry and you travel quite often?” he asked to break the ice.  “Last week we went to Maldives. Honestly, I wanted to take Tao with me but he’s so busy shooting his new drama,” Jun answered. He tapped lightly on the steering wheel as he stared at the traffic light to turn green. The guy snorted. “If you invited him, he would be the third wheel.” Jun smirked a bit at his words. “Then you should go with him,” he exclaimed. The guy next to him remained silence and fidgeted on his seat. “I want to do so, but it’s not as easy as how it seems,” he mumbled. There’s not only regret in his heart. He missed him too much, even the amount of calls and videocalls they did are not enough to satisfy his longing. “I got it.” Jun nodded, he drove into the VIP parking area. He helped the guy with his luggage and lead him to 34th floor.  Inhaled deeply, the guy try to get a grip of himself. When Jun typed the password and the door opened, he’s ready to meet the object of his longing. Smiled softly, he followed Jun to step into the apartment then greeted ChenChen and got a lazy wave as a reply. ChenChen pointed at the door on the corner of the corridor where a well known guy slept peacefully. He knew about the headache, and how he suffered from gatristic pain since a night before. A reason that made him flew to Shanghai. “Tao?” he called softly, put off his mask and hoodie. He decided to sit on the side of the bed, gingerly pet a pile of blanket on the center. A heap of messy auburn could be seen, indicating there’s a real guy underneath all of this. There was no movement whatsoever, and it made his heart sank. Finally he tugged on the blanket, revealing a guy with a white pasted face, his under eyes and lips are bloodshot red as if he’s been crying all day. He realized the redness and blotched lips are due to the sick guy’s unmercifully bite. “Tao-ya,” he called again softer, he bent to peck that clammy fringe covered forehead. Slowly he opened his dark chocolate eyes. “Hun-ah,” he replied shakily with watery eyes. He moaned a bit as the brunet forced him to stay lying down.  “Don’t push yourself, just go back to sleep,” he lied down next to him. Sehun caressed his hair with his clean hand, thanks to ChenChen who firmly told him to wash his hands. He can’t stop staring at Tao’s peaceful sleeping face, felt his hand meekly tugged on his shirt. “Still got a headache?” He weakly nodded. “A bit, but my stomach is much better than before, I visited the doctor yesterday,” he explained, tears rolling on his cheeks. A side effect of his hurting eyes and the medicine. Sehun nudged Tao’s lips with his own wet lips, tried to give some warmth. His hands slipped into the layers of blanket to hug his lithe body. A soft smacking sounds can be heard as they parted. “I’m worried about you, Tao,” he admitted. The deep look on his face made Tao couldn’t look away, theirs lips are only inches apart, caressing each other with their solemn breaths. “Hun-ah…” his voice sounded hoarse and weird but Sehun can’t help to devour his lips. He blushed heavily from the kiss and the heat. “Tao-ya, I'm sorry. I can’t always be by your side.” Sehun buried his face on the crook of Tao’s neck. Sniffed his candy like body smell, enjoying the calm beats of his heart.  Tao smiled sadly, caressed the brunet’s hair gently. “It’s okay, I understand.” Those five words are enough to make him feel bad. He loves this smell, he missed it, he loves to feel at home. The home where he took off his masks, where he could show his true self without afraid of people judging him dutifully. Sehun knew Tao is a kind-hearted guy. He wears his heart on his sleeves and that’s not a good thing, he could get hurt easily. Sehun knew how the guy with a bump on his hand—asumming he got some injection and IV—is just too pure to hate him. Sehun always know.  “Have you eaten?” he hugged Tao. Loving the fact that the auburn guy leaned on his chest, listening to the speed up sounds of his heart beats because of their proximities.  “If I eat it, will you be here for the next week?” he pleaded hopefully. He pecked Sehun’s collarbone shyly, closed his tired eyes. He’s so tired of this pain on his head and his lurching stomach. He tried to pretend they’re both are fine, he pretended there’s no nasty comments on their intimate relationship.  Sehun circled his waist tightly, lightly touching his jutted hipbones—he lost some weights. “I promise, but you need to eat,” he said firmly. “I heard you didn’t eat that much, and refused your favourite almond pudding.” Tao felt a bit intimidated so he whined, “Hun-ah.” “You’re all grown up, Tao, stop whining,” he exclaimed, pinched Tao’s pointed nose gently.  Tao snorted back, “You’re all grown up, Sehun. You shouldn’t sulk as if you would die if I didn’t do it with you,” he retorted.  Sehun face’s as red as tomato. “I'm just asking you, and you agreed with it,” he argued back, quickly pinched Tao’s plump rear.  “Ah! Alright, then you also have to eat.” Tao traced Sehun’s lips with his slender finger. “And maybe you may eat me later,” he whispered seductively.   Sehun chuckled lowly. “I don’t want to hurt you, we still have tomorrow. Now you should eat properly.” Sehun took tray from a low table. He helped Tao to sit down, fixed his pillow on his back. They ate in silent, finished the red bean soup, and chicken with vegetables. ChenChen, Tao’s roommate slash his best friend slash assistant is always carefully making Tao’s food as the doctor said though the auburn guy is not a really good patient himself. As Sehun wiped Tao’s lips and the spilled water, he gave him some medicines. “I want pudding,” he said quickly when Sehun just arrived from kitchen, took their dirty dishes to the sink.   Sehun sighed loudly, he understood how Tao turned so clingy and a bit annoying when he’s sick. “Do you want the almond pudding or the chocolate one?” offered him. He saw those on the fridge several minutes ago.  “Both,” he replied, hugging a winged tiger plushie on his lap. Once again, Sehun did what he told him to, laughed as seeing him devoured the dessert hungrily. What a kid, he said it on his mind. Forgetting the fact that he’s indeed a year younger than Tao. He opened his mouth, receiving some from Tao. The butterflies in his stomach breakdanced wildly and he couldn’t stop smiling goofily. And the two make a tango. Kicked the blanket away, murmured love words into each other ears with raspy and soft voices. They moaned together, panted a bit, tried to dominate each other with desires that can’t be hold anymore. They touched each of their libs, their torsos, their sensitives spots. They just wanted to be together on the bed, savouring the time they have for now. “Oh… S-Sehun,” he gasped. The fire on his chest and stomach are ablaze as those spidery fingers caressed him lovingly, winning the domination competition they’ve started before. Tao squealed, spread his legs wider. Sehun’s hand wouldn’t stop massaging his thick thighs, sweet words spilled from his parted lips. About his longing, and how perfect they’re for each other and noone can say otherwise.  “Did you say my full name intentionally?” The younger teased, his two digits thrusted inside Tao’s body snugly. His other hand gripped the older’s thigh to grant a better access, letting the delicious thigh on his shoulder. Now his body are bigger, muscled, and stronger than the pliant one under him. He felt realy good to know this face, to be able hugging him properly, to carry him without breaking too many sweat. Tao moved his lifted leg curtly, his blushed face looked annoyed, his teeth worrying his bottom lip. He tried so hard to hold back his moans and screams because he knew Jun and ChenChen are on the room next to them. “Stop teasing,” he hissed like an angry cat.  “The kitty got mad,” he cooed. The brunet thrusts his three digits deeper. He made a circling, and scissoring moves inside him. Desperately needs to hear the excited and lust filled moan from the auburn, screaming his name. “I despise your out of placed joke,” he mumbled. Soon he grabbed the bed sheet, felt the fluttering kisses on his chest. He felt so full and warmth from the massage inside his body.   “Shhh… keep quiet,” commanded him. The brunet kissed him eagerly as his hand putting a condom on his raging manhood. He rolled his hips to meet Tao’s pink entrance, slowly entering him without a pause.    “Ah!” Tao screamed when Sehun moved so not gently. Tao cried his name, clawed his back as the speed increased, the building pleasure in his stomach say it all. They’re settled in present time, skin against skin with pounding heart beats. Let them wish to make love as if it’s their last day, forgetting the pretence they need to work every single day. Smiling as if nothing’s happened, smiling as if the day would goes just fine. Let them enjoy their warmth presences, their sweet promises because time keeps rolling and would never come back again. They knew it’s a false hope to wish they wouldn’t need to part away so they want to escape from the reality even just for a while. Living in their dream worlds, hiding from the cruel world outside their comfortable cocoon.   “Hun-ah, do you still love me?” asked him with their entwined fingers. Sometimes he's unconvinced, the feeling grew into him like a parasite, milking his own will to keep shining, a thing that sadly got in his way more than once.   “Of course, I always love you, Tao.” Sehun kissed him for umpteenth times tonight. They poured their well covered feelings to each other, disminishing the longing in the pinch of their heart. And for this time, let them be happy with their tightly entwined fingers, and those lips never knew the tomorrow morning call because they hate reality.  Is it selfish if he begs you to always beside him? Is it selfish if he can’t let you go away? Is it selfish if he cries in his fragile state with a sincere smile on his kissable lips? Is it selfish if he ignores the bash, the hate people always throws at every step he takes? Is it selfish if he wants someone he loves dearly to love him back? Is it selfish if he’s too tired to look back at the past and wants to keep looking forward? Is it selfish if he lifts his head to see the sun rises though his hurt are falling apart? Is it selfish if all he wants to do is to follow his dream and tries to reach the top as long as he lives? Their mingling breaths sound peaceful in the middle of AC’s low roar. The moon shines upon their naked skins. They felt so familiar with their own smells, comfortable in tight embrace. At that time they knew they’re free to roam their dream land together. Because when the morning comes, they need to keep smiling, forgetting themselves from last night.  . .                .  Author’s note:  HunTao is life. And English is not my first language so I’m aware of my poor grammars. I’ll translate my other fics from now on and is there anyone who wants to be my beta-reader? :”)