[M] Rebellion (1/1)

Rain continued to hammer down at the window pane for the remainder of the weekend. I lay wide awake in bed next to Dongwoon in our cozy apartment that had only recently begun to feel  so ice cold. I had made up my mind to live my life the way I wanted to live it, but that required going against my family and to break Dongwoon's heart. Was it all worth it? I could hear his breathing; steadily, the smooth sounds of air being drawn into and out of his lungs grew deeper, signaling that he had fallen asleep.The rain fell harder.Before I could even have a second thought, I was standing outside Taecyeon's house in a thin rain jacket that covered a baggy sleeping shirt and a pair of shorts. Sloshing through the puddles on the street, I ran towards his front door, not quite sure what I was doing here. Hopefully he hadn't left home for school yet. Seeing him on Friday at Jay's showcase... it almost felt as if someone grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me-- "wake up". Someone, something, was trying to make me realize that I was not living the way I wanted to. Is this the fate that Taecyeon so firmly believes in?No; I still don't believe in such a thing as fate. Logically speaking-- and we all know how rational I am-- it's not as if it was pure coincidence that we happened to be at the same place at the same time. We're both good friends of Jay. Fate is still bullshit to be, but whatever force it was that pulled me to realize my true feelings, it had me standing in the pouring rain at 2 A.M. outside Taecyeon's house.Without quite realizing it, I felt tears pouring out of my eyes. It was as if there were two of me in this moment. A calm, rational part of me was carefully picking apart the situation, knowing deep in her heart that this was the right thing to do, and then there was the emotional mess-- the one on the outside-- who wanted more than anything to run into his arms and feel his touch one more time. The emotional mess does not think. A light turned on in the house on the second floor-- Taecyeon's room. I bit back tears to watch the moment carefully.For ten minutes, the moment seemed to have come to a halt. Had it not been for the pouring rain, I would have thought that time did freeze.A shiver ran down my spine and I began to feel my limbs shake from the cold.What was I doing, standing out in the cold by myself? If I was here to reach out to him, why didn't I just ring his doorbell? Every part of me-- both my rational and emotional subparts were eager to run to the door and hold him, but why was I just standing like an idiot in the pouring rain?I tried to move my body, but it would not budge. I focused all my energy on taking a step onto their front yard from the sidewalk, but it would not budge.Then the front door opened and there he stood, squinting at me. "Tiffany?" His deep voice echoed in harmony with the pitter-pattering rain."T-Taec," I faintly whispered, doubtful that he could hear me.When he was able to confirm that it was me standing on his front yard, he grabbed an umbrella from a collection near their front door and ran out to meet me. Without a word, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his house. Only now was I able to control my body.He stripped the raincoat from my shivering body. "Have you lost your mind? What are you doing out there in that weather dressed like this?" He squinted at me with angry concern. "You shouldn't even be here. Do you know what'll happen to both you and me if your family finds out you're here?"I was speechless for a moment, as I stared at his features. It all felt so surreal. I hadn't seen him for so long-- and at the showcase, I wasn't even able to see him clearly. I had begun to doubt that he was a real person. Maybe he was a figment of my imagination... maybe I was insane, and in the time I married Dongwoon, I was slowly regaining my sanity. Only now had I realized that it had been the opposite-- marrying Dongwoon was the most insane thing I had ever done. Now, in this moment I stared at the concern painted across his face was I regaining my sanity."T-taec," I managed to move my frozen lips-- my voice was still stuck in my throat, but I knew he could hear me."Stupid," he said as he leaned down and pressed his lips down on mine. I would have described the kiss to be violent if I didn't know that he was at battle with himself just as my body had been with every other part of me. I began to cry again, as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling away from the kiss. "I couldn't do it anymore. Seeing you the other day-- I thought I was going to go crazy. I was beginning to think that you were never real. When I started to feel myself forget you, I started to hate myself. I never want to feel like that again," I began to shoot out words at rapidfire."Shh," He hushed, pressing me closer into his chest."Shh..." He said again, except calmer, as he rocked me side to side. "Please don't make me go back to him-- don't make me hate myself again," I sobbed muffled words into his shirt.He kissed the top of my head and loosened his grip on me to take a good look at my face. Again, with no words, he laced his fingers between mine and led me up to his room. But as we started up the stairs, the hallway light turned on."Taecyeon? What's going on? Who was at the door?" Mrs. Ok looked as if she had just been awakened from a deep sleep. When her eyes finally adjusted to the bright hallway light, she was jolted awake. "Tiffany! What-- Taecyeon-- You---" She looked extremely confused. "What are you doing here? Taecyeon! I thought you said you never wanted to see her again!""Y-you what?" I quietly spoke."Mom, everything I told you was a lie," he sighed, wrapping his arms tightly around me, "I'll explain everything to you tomorrow morning-- we'll explain everything to you tomorrow."Mrs. Ok looked dumbfounded, but did not argue. She simply watched as he led me to his room from behind. The lights that shone from under the doorway shut off as we climbed into his bed. I sniffled as if I had just begun to catch a cold-- the rain must've done it. He had not yet let go of me once since holding me at the front door. As I lay motionless next to his warm body under the quilt covers, I began to wonder exactly what he was thinking. I wanted to hear his thoughts. The dead silence between us felt unfamiliar, probably because I had been away from him for so long and everything about being here in his bed felt like a distant memory."Taec," I buried my face into his chest as he held my waist tighter, "Can you say something? Anything.""I love you," he said, his heart pounding as the words slipped off his tongue. "I love you so much."He leaned down and kissed me as he gingerly placed his hands on my face. I tilted my face so that I could get as close as possible. I felt my body grow hot; it had been a while since I last felt this way about anyone. I felt as if being with Dongwoon had cut off my feeling of desire-- being with Taecyeon had reignited it. I moaned quietly and a little too easily, opening my mouth slightly to let him rediscover every rehearsed nook and cranny. It was amazing what your muscles remember that your brain doesn't. His tongue pressed against mine taking turns with his lips as they sucked on my tongue and bottom lip. I held my breath, feeling every inch of my body shiver with a cold fever.  His gentle caresses against my skin made me roll my body against his, building and inferno of heat between us. I moaned a little louder.He pulled away for a moment to recollect himself. "This isn't a dream, is it?"I shook my head.He cupped my face again and gently kissed my lips once again. Rolling over in the bed, he climbed on top of me, hovering over me by balancing on his forearms. His face was mere inches away from my face. "I missed you," he said, staring at me softly through his pain-stricken eyes."I missed you too," I gasped as I felt his hands tracing down from my face to the space between my legs.He leaned down and kissed me in little pecks, pulling away every couple of seconds or so. My hands wrapped around the back of his neck and pulled him down. He lifted his shirt off quickly as we broke off the kiss and he stripped everything I had on. Slowly, he went through the motions as if savoring every millisecond we had together.****"Are you hungry?" He said as we cuddled under the thick blanket, listening to the violent rain beat against the windows. It had been an hour or so since we had finished. We had been laying here, simply talking about nothing in particular. "A little," I said as I lay on his wide chest, nuzzling my face against his soft, warm skin."How does ramen sound?" He said, lifting his head a inch off his pillow to gaze at me."What time is it?" I grumbled."Four.""But that would require getting out of bed and putting on clothes," I said, breathing hot air against his chest."I'll let you wear your favorite sleeping shirt of mine?"I agreed without hesitation and followed him downstairs for a midnight snack.It's strange how quickly it was for us to pick back up-- but really, not so strange at all. I felt as if I had been shoved into an ill-fitting "mold" for the past months. Now, I had finally broken free, and although I was sore from the strange way I had been laying in the "mold" for such a long time, I knew I would never want to return. Even if it meant the death of me.----------------------------------------------------------------------------Ah, sorry guys, I've been getting so lazy about updating! But here you go! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!Hello new readers! :) thank you so much for subscribing! I'm also really happy to see you commenting on this story! Yay you all get highfives and unicorns and stuff. :) thank you!!!!!And-- sorry about not responding to comments. I've forgotten which comments I have and haven't replied to yet... so I guess I'll be waiting for you next comments?THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!

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