《nct oneshots two ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ》yuta x taeil
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"moon taeil, please take a break." yuta sighed as he gave the older a bottle of water. he noticed how much taeil had been practicing his vocals ever since they were going to have a comeback.
taeil shook his head as he gripped onto the lyrics sheet. "n-no." taeil stated as he looked at yuta with determination filling his eyes. "i need to practice so that i don't have to disappoint anyone anymore. so that our comeback can be better-"
"it will be better if you stop forcing yourself and took a break. using your voice too much can permanently do something to your throat, you know? not to mention i'm worried for you, hyung." yuta sighed, his arms crossed as he looked at taeil with worry. "i don't want anyone to faint or get injured, especially you who is my boyfriend."
taeil blushed and shook his head. "i won't faint or get injured, yuta." taeil grinned before walking away, leaving yuta alone with his thoughts.
~*~
"i thought i told you to be careful, hyung?" yuta teased so that the silent atmosphere would be gone as he placed a soaked towel on taeil's forehead.
taeil huffed but let yuta do his thing as his body was heated up. "y-yeah y-yeah." taeil muttered as he coughed slightly. yuta sighed and gave him the glass of water as taeil quickly chugged it. yuta glared at taeil. "this is what happens when you don't take of yourself, you know?"
taeil just nodded, his hair bouncing up and down. "i-i know but.." taeil's thumb gently caressed the cup as he looked at yuta. "i don't want to give up-"
"ahhh, you fluffball!" taeil was cut off by yuta who wrapped his arms around the older as he pulled him into a hug. taeil panicked as he tried to make him let go which ultimately failed as he was weaker at that point. "yuta, you're gonna get sick!"
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"sick or whatever, i don't care." yuta pulled away and sent a big smile towards taeil, his gummy smile effecting taeil's heart a lot. "i want hugs, so give me." taeil giggled and wrapped his arms back towards yuta, nuzzling into his chest as yuta smiled in comfort.
taeil smiled too as he pinched yuta's cheek. "you're lucky i love you."
yuta chuckled and smirked. "i know."
"just say it back."
"it back."
".. nakamoto yuta-"
"okay okay, i love you too!"
"yay."
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