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Taeyong and his new assigned bodyguard Yuta are on their way to the new accommodation place or the new apartment where the soloist will stay until his death threat is reclined.

"Taeyong-ssi-?"

"Um Yuta-kun... You call me Taeyong or Tae. I don't mind any. The honorifics make me feel old, hehe." This made Yuta chuckle lightly as he sat on the driving seat.

"Okay Taeyong. Anyways-"

"Hmm?"

"You had quite bit of fun some moments earlier, huh?" Yuta smirked though Taeyong didn't notice it as he wanted to jump in a pit and die depressed.

HE HEARD EVERYTHING!

"Um-"

"First time being horny, eh?" Yuta asked with no faze like he knew what he was doing to the other man.

"I- uh- um- Yuta-kun..." Taeyong stuttered as he sinked in his passenger's seat. He wished he never looked up at his bodyguard's sexy toned body, ugh! But he was so hot! Also Jaehyun's deep voice made it worse. That's when he realised-

I fucking called Jaehyun Daddy- HE WILL THINK I'M NOT STRAIGHT WHAT THE FUCK?!

He groaned out loud. Yuta stopped the car by the side in the now empty road. The inside of the car dark, lighting up at times when other cars pass by. It was dark, but you could see their faces. Yuta unbuckled his seat belt.

"Taeyong. You honestly gonna tell me, who were you calling daddy back in your room while doing things. He might be a suspect in your death threat case." Yuta was serious. His soft tone sounding bold indicating he was actually serious about this.

"Is your earpiece off?" Taeyong felt uncomfortable and shifted a bit in his seat as Yuta intense gaze was on him, looking eye into eye.

"Yes it is. I respect your privacy, so I turned it off beforehand."

"Oh. Thanks." Taeyong said lowly while fiddling with his fingers.

"Um can we not talk about that?"

"I wouldn't have asked it if it wasn't important."

"But you said you r-respect my privacy." Suddenly Taeyong felt overwhelmed. The pressure on him to tell Yuta who this 'daddy' was. The sudden shifting of place. The blood curdling death threat and last bur not the least, Yuta literally hearing everything!

Being a celebrity isn't easy in South Korea. Stalkers, obsessive fans, trolls, netizens keep judging an idol like they are made to be perfect. One has to give up privacy if they wish to be an kpop idol. You can't show of your sexuality. You can't date. You can't curse and what not! I mean they are humans too, right? They deserve a normal life like normal people do.

And here Taeyong tries his best to make his fans love him. He tries his best to impress his company but he still feels like he isn't enough. What else can he do to impress everyone?

Yep, our boy is overthinking again but a sudden touch on his thigh made him flinch.

"Yes!" He perked up, not realising he was inside his new apartment sitting on the couch. Yuta's intense gaze softened as he saw Taeyong's doe eyes filled with warm, salty tears threatening to roll down his smooth, pink shaded cheeks. His plump lips quivering.

"Tae I-" Yuta doesn't like skin ship much he felt like he should hug the shaking boy. "You're okay, Tae. Calm down. I got you. It's okay. You don't have to tell me who this daddy is, yeah?" He tried soothing the now crying boy.

"I'm sorry I'm crying. I feel overwhelmed." He confessed.

Shit! You finna fucked up Nakamoto!

Yuta felt guilty. He did fuck up real time as he was unable to make the pink haired boy calm down. He pulled the boy on his lap and cradled him. He felt Taeyong's shaky breaths calming down as he hugged the boy firmly, rubbing his back softly.

"I'm sorry, Tae-Tae. Why don't you take some rest? Here take this switch. Tap on it whenever you feel like. I'll be here as soon as possible." He said breaking the hug. His heart cracking when he saw Taeyong's puffed up eyes, cherry red cheeks and nose. His hair disheveled, looking like a beautiful mess. Something in Yuta's heart bloomed like a flower.

"Where are you going?" Taeyong asked he was put down on the couch carefully as he looked very fragile.

"I'll sit in the car. Take some rest, yeah?" He said as his cheek take over a pink shade.

"But Yuta-kun, you can stay here in the guest-" Yuta was gone before he could even finish his sentence. "Room." He sighed as he leaned back, closing his eyes which were burning from all the crying.

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Your bitch felt angsty and low but she apologises for the sudden angst chapter.

Next one will be fluffy and maybe bit...uh-
Yk it-