Thread by @bonitayoonie

taejin au where tae and jin have been fwb for a long time and one day taehyung finally confesses to jin his true feelings only to be rejected until taehyung starts to get close with bogum...

• nsfw
• angst
• kind of asshole jin
• violence
• jealous jin
if i need to add more warnings i will before i continue threads or warn before thread.

pls don’t look at the time stamps because i’m really too lazy and the app keeps crashing

jimin texts taehyung after he’s listened to the album, honey’s lyrics seem to stick out a lot more than any of the others, and jin texts

nsfw 🔞

jin felt how tense taehyung was after, worried something was wrong. “hey, tae are you okay?”, he questioned running a hand through tae’s mixed blond and pink hair.

taehyung nodded softly however there was confusion painted across his face. he slowly sat up pulling himself away

from jin’s arms.

“i have something to talk to you about...”, taehyung wrung his hands together in a nervous manner.

seokjin sat up as well worry etched all over, he closed taehyung’s robe that hung on his body and inched closer.

“what is it?”

taehyung blew out a nervous breathe. now or never and if i don’t do it now i shouldn’t continue being with him. he thought. he looked up at seokjin.

“hey, take your time.”, seokjin comforted him, grabbing his hand and holding it tight between his two hands.

“i’m scared you’ll

hate me...”

“tae, i could never...”, jin furrowed his brows. why would he think he’d hate him, better yet what was so big that tae thought seokjin would hate taehyung.

“you know, being with you is fun, you’re one of my best friends, hyung and i like /being/ with you as well..”

seokjin nodded a small smile on his face understanding as he continued to rub small circles on the back of his hand.

“i’m glad we could be there for each other the way we have... but i can’t hold this in any longer, hyung. i love you.”, taehyung blurted out before he could back

out.

seokjin chuckled. “i love you too, tae.”

“no...”, taehyung took his hands away from jin. “i love you. i wanna be with you always. i wanna go out and make us public and be something more than just sex when we call each other during the day.”, taehyung practically cried.

seokjin didn’t freeze, he did comprehend what was being said but he wasn’t ready. he was never. jin spent his whole life running from commitment. that was the whole point of friends with benefits.

“i’m sorry taehyung but-“, jin furrowed his brows. “i’m. that’s not what i want.”

“that’s not what i’m here for. this is not and never will be more than what it is now...”, jin can’t help but stutter a bit and try to form the best words to get across to taehyung.

taehyung is definitely crumbling. he furrows his brows and frowns before getting off the bed.

“tae...”, seokjin calls. “angel..”, he says again as taehyung starts getting dressed again. “hey, what are you doing? are you okay?”, jin’s worries all over again and gets off the bed stopping taehyung from grabbing his shirt.

“i’m fine, hyung.”, tae smiles but not like his

normal smile, it’s not a rectangle and it definitely doesn’t reach his eyes. taehyung snatches his arm back from jin and grabs his shirt putting it on quickly.

“where are you going?”, jin questions.

“i forgot, hyung. i have a meeting with a old friend and gotta get going.”

taehyung rushes down the stairs and to the front door, jin hot on his tracks.

“tae.”, jin knows he’s not okay.

“i’m fine. i promise. see you another time... or actually... maybe we shouldn’t anymore.”

“yeah.. i think that’s best.”, jin agrees and he watches tae slam the door.

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“give me one second!”, jimin yelled as the continuous banging pounded on his door. jimin was honestly annoyed, he didn’t understand who or what would be doing this so late at night.

“jesus christ-“, he opened the door to yell but stopped when he saw tae red faced and eyes watery

jimin didn’t ask a single question just grabbed taehyung’s arm and pulled him into his chest and closed the door.

they walked to the couch and jimin sat down pulling tae with him into his arms.

“what’s wrong, babe..?”, jimin couldn’t handle it for very long.

“i told jin.”, silence. taehyung sits up, “i told jin i liked him, no loved him and he rejected me..”, taehyung laughed a bit all too bitter and sad. “two years i’ve been his fuck buddy. two! and five being his friend... i just thought maybe.. he would actually feel the same...”

“tae, i’m so sorry...”, jimin furrowed his brows.

“it’s okay! because even tho he rejected me he also agreed he didn’t want to see me anymore...”, taehyung tried to keep himself composed enough but his voice broke half way through the sentence causing him to cry out and

fall into jimin’s arms again.

“how about we watch some movies... let’s invite jeongguk and bogum over... i know they would want you to be happy and smiling even if this all just happened. they can make it happen.”, jimin suggested as he ran his fingers through tae’s hair.

taehyung sniffled. “yeah... okay.”

jimin ran off to his room grabbing his phone and dialing both the boys numbers, he knew it was late but he knew they both would jump for taehyung, anyone would really.

taehyung was well he’s korea’s heart for a reason, precious and loving.

“i’m gonna kill him.”, jeongguk growled in a tired voice, he was asleep when jimin called but he said he’d be over in a few with taehyung’s favorite ice cream.

“don’t talk about it when you get here, let’s just try to make him feel better.”, jimin warner before ending the call

bogum he had to get from taehyung’s phone, dialing the number and saving it in his. he was definitely confused till jimin said who it was.

“taehyung isn’t feeling well i need you... he wants you to come over. bring some of his favorite food... jeongguk has the ice cream.”

“o-okay.”, bogum rustled through his sheets and immediately stood grabbing a shirt and shoes to put on.

“see you in a bit, i’ll give you my address.”, jimin stated before ending the call and waiting for the boys to arrive.

the moment both boys arrived taehyung had stuck between jeongguk and bogum, a big bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream in his lap, five scoops to be exact. he liked the feeling of being squished between the two. an old friend and an ex lover.

jimin made sure everyone was comfy.

making sure taehyung was no longer sad and that the boys were okay with a simple cup of coffee to keep them all up for taehyung, in the case he had an outburst of emotions. the minute he fell asleep bogum grabbed the melted bowl of ice cream and jeongguk picked him up in his arms

jimin lead the boy to his guest room to put taehyung to bed.

“do you know exactly why he’s like this, why he’s been this way since four in the morning?”, jeongguk questioned a tense clench in his jawline as he looked at his watch.

“it’s... jin...”, jimin looked down as he

whispered. “he confessed his feelings to him and jin didn’t take the confession well.”

“god...”, jeongguk sighed loudly. “i swear to-“

“look... i know you care for tae, i know you miss him and i know you love him and just want him to be happy but don’t do anything stupid on his

behalf, gguk. there’s a reason you’re not together anymore.”, jimin warned, jeongguk calmed himself.

“understand?”

“yeah, i got it.”, jeongguk ran a hand through his hair. “when he wakes up text me.”, he said before excusing himself out of the house.

jimin walked to the kitchen seeing bogum wash the dishes and put snacks and food away.

“you don’t have to do that.”, jimin spoke, felt a little odd to see a stranger do so in his house.

“oh no, it’s fine. it’s the least i can do since tae is sad.”, he replied.

“how did you meet, taehyung?”, jimin quirked a brow.

“i was working on a drama and taehyung was singing the ost, the director invited him on set for a day.”, bogum dried his hands off. “we just hit off as friends.”

jimin hummed. bogum didn’t seem to be the type to comfort tae

he mainly just sat still next to the boy as he cried the whole night, but tae demanded to have the boy there at jimin’s house.

“it’s nice to meet you.”, jimin replied.

“do you know what’s wrong with him? why he’s so sad?”, jimin shook his head, he seemed concerned, heartbroken

“he wouldn’t tell me.”, jimin replied, he didn’t know the situation with bogum, he didn’t want to out taehyung either in the case of him not knowing. something about bogum threw jimin off. he didn’t know what it was either.

after a small chat bogum finally left, resulting in a

nice (what he could count as nice) sleep for the rest of the night, although it was five in the morning when his head hit the pillow, he just hoped tomorrow would be a bit better for taehyung and him as well, but mainly taehyung.

so the next day isn’t great for taehyung...

•••
a week later.

taehyung has definitely wallowed in self pity and heart break for a week. he didn’t eat unless jeongguk or jimin brought him food to the house and showering wasn’t often a decision although disgusting.

he was sad, partially depressed. he’d scroll through

his feed on twitter and sometimes he’d see dumb pictures of seulgi and jin cuddled up and it would make his chest tighten and tears well up in his eyes. the most part however was worried fans. he didn’t want them to worry about him being not as active as normal, especially since

they’d been waiting on his regularly scheduled livestreams after his album releases with namjoon.

everything was making him sad and he just-

taehyung grabbed a pillow nearby muffling his loud screams into it as he needed to let out some type of frustration.

he felt his throat go dry as he continued soon quieting down and letting the tears fall again.

he heard footsteps coming up the stairs and rolled over away from the door.

“jimin... please i really don’t want to do anything stop asking m-“

“get up.”, bogum’s voice rang in his

ears, assertive tone.

taehyung sat up fixing any stray hairs. “what are you doing here?”, he tried to look decent enough for someone who hadn’t showered in a few days.

“yah, taehyung! get up, go shower. i’m not taking no for an answer. i’m tired of seeing you like this.”

it was partially true on bogum’s side. he was tired of seeing taehyung so down already because he knew how much he shone when he could.

taehyung was a lot of people’s hope. a lot of fan’s hope and love.

taehyung did as he said however dreading every second. he didn’t feel

cute, or happy, or like he could take on the world like his usual self. he felt bland and plain. he looked himself over in the mirror once more at his outfit, a nice pair of dark jeans and a mustard yellow sweater thickly knitted.

“come on.”, bogum knocked on the door. tae took

one more look sighing deeply before walking out the door for the day.

“you look cute.”, bogum said, taehyung being knocked out of his thoughts at the compliment.

“i feel pathetic...”, tae stirred his hot chocolate around catching the marshmallows with his spoon.

“taehyung... you look really beautiful. i know you may not feel that way right now but it’ll be okay. whatever is going on...”, bogum grabbed his hand holding it tightly, rubbing soothing circles.

“thank you, bogummie...”, tae looked down a slight blush on his cheeks.

what jin sees

taehyung decides it’s time to stop wallowing and start hustling (maybe it’ll help him feel better)

“i really enjoyed the day with you.”, taehyung smiled. “would you like to maybe stay for the livestream?”

“i enjoyed it too, taebear and i would love to but i have to catch a flight tonight for filming.”, bogum furrowed his eyebrows in an apologetic form.

“it’s okay.”, tae

brushed it off with a small smile. “be safe, gum and have a safe flight!”, taehyung quickly kissed bogum’s cheek, it was definitely in a friendly manner to thank him for the day they had nothing more. he turned around and let himself inside.

he decided to call namjoon to set up

a livestream for tonight, but first he needed to clean this house, at least pick up nicely and make sure his home studio looked nice for the livestream.

“oppa, who are you texting?”, seulgi asked as she sat down on the couch next to him.

seokjin didn’t even notice her, they were on break from working on a new song together and dance, but all seokjin could really think about was his actor rival being around taehyung.

he’d seen the dumb koreaboo post of tae and bogum sitting too close for comfort and bogum holding his hand. taehyung had a soft smile and blush on his face and it just made seokjin feel a certain way about it all.

“we need to get back to work, seokjin.”, the producer came out

to tell him as he realized he was alone on the couch, seulgi already in the studio room again. he stood up feeling his phone vibrate and seeing the notification for taehyung’s live with namjoon. he shoved it in his pocket and walked off, he’d watch it later he guessed.

“kim bogum or park taehyung.”, namjoon read a comment out loud with a chuckle. taehyung’s fans eager to know what that was all about in the comments.

“guys...”, taehyung chuckled as well neck and face turning red in embarrassment. he couldn’t believe one picture was enough to

set them off. “bogum and i aren’t together. we’re just friends.”, taehyung smiled with a cheeky wink.

“next question.”, namjoon looked toward taehyung waiting for him to read another comment.

“how did you come about writing honey?”, tae read and cleared his throat. “honey is

based off a past relationship i had. it was a bit toxic of me to stay in such a relationship, asking for more or of a person than i would ever get, or i guess thinking i would possibly change this person and then i realized...”, tae trailed off a bit as he spoke, hoping it didn’t

sound to emotional or in the moment.

“next question.”, namjoon saved him and patted his thigh with a warm smile, tae smiled back and they continued to ready a few questions and joke, making up for lost time and taehyung felt as if he owned to his fans who worried so much always

who seokjin was texting earlier... and i can guarantee you taehyung is laughing bitterly at his messages because now he’s just angry and anger fuels tiny bubs like taehyung

•••

taehyung heard the door bell ring, he walked curiously to peek through the peephole, bogum stood with flowers in his hand, a beautiful bouquet of pink and white lilies, tae smiled opening the door to see bogum.

“hey!”

“hey, tae. i just was on my way to work and i saw these in the window at a flower shop, they reminded me of you.”, bogum shyly smiled and handed them to taehyung. tae kisses his cheek and then took the time to smell the sweet floral earthy scent.

“would you like to come in?”

“oh no. i have a meeting to head to. i just wanted to see you smile. it has a big impact on my day.”, bogum said.

“well, thank you so much.”, tae smiled and bogum nodded before stepping off his property and going off to work.

tae closed the door and placed the flowers down

on his island counter. they went nicely with the decor. a pop of color in the room of white and black.

he smiled as he looked over at them again. they were so pretty and thought out and taehyung definitely felt his heart flutter. no one had ever done such a thing for him.

as bogum walked off he grabbed the note from his pocket, the small beautiful cursive with “taehyung” on it, he opened the small envelope and pulling the card out. opening it to see a hand written note.

“i hope you smile when you see these, angel. please forgive me.” - seokjin.

bogum crumbled the note and tossed it in the trash nearby on his walk. he laughed just a bit knowing whatever seokjin would try and pull he was going to stop it if it meant his reputation would prosper.

•••

“yah!”, seokjin yelled as he spotted bogum round the corner. he walked towards him meeting him half way by the front desk. “what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”, he practically spit venom.

“what do you mean?”, bogum backed up just a bit to put space between the two.

“you know what i mean! what the fuck are you doing with taehyung?”, seokjin whisper yelled that last sentence making sure not to be too loud.

“i’m being a good friend. he’s been really torn up about something...”, bogum eyed seokjin and his posture, the way his jaw slightly

tensed and the look in his eyes. “besides that the company thinks it’d be a good career move to get taehyung to be my boyfriend.”, he chuckled as he backed up even more seeing seokjin react and grab him by the collar of his shirt.

“stay the fuck away from taehyung. i swear to god if you break his heart...”

“what? isn’t that what you already did?”, bogum smirked although in his position he shouldn’t have. seokjin pushed bogum into the wall next to them. the secretary jumping at the loud noise and rushing

to find some security.

“don’t fucking touch taehyung, bogum.”, seokjin clenched his teeth and bogum could only laugh before pushing seokjin off him and the security to catch him. bogum immediately put his hands in the air to show he was defending himself and walking away slowly

“text me later.”, bogum smiled. “let me know how seulgi is doing and how your /relationship/ is going.”, he laughed and exited the lobby of the label company.

seokjin yelled back and tried to get free only for security to drag him to a room to calm him down. fuck, he needed to

really talk to taehyung.

taehyung texts jimin.

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koreaboo’s dumbass always got something to say

as i said in the beginning to look at the time stamps they aren’t important sksksk

two coca cola ads had to be filmed within one week. two. it’s a little story two brothers see the boy next door move in to the house next to theirs and hand a coke to the boy moving. cliche... taehyung knows.

the second is the boys fighting over taehyung to get him the

coke when he’s over at their house swimming both boys meeting taehyung at the same time and the director demands he choose seokjin’s, it’s in the script. it’s in the fucking script and he would rather choke on the bottle.

they’re on break right now. taehyung keeping his distance

from seokjin as much as possible. he’s eating a nice light salad so he doesn’t bloat for the commercial and listening to some music. it cason’s him enough to be in the same vicinity as seokjin.

“yah!”, taehyung yells when he feels the earbuds being ripped from his ears. he

notices bogum sat close to him with a big dopey smile.

“sorry, angel.”, bogum chuckles but taehyung can’t help but scowl.

“don’t call me that. don’t call me that ever again.”, tae may sound a little harsh but it’s a name he can’t disconnect his feelings from. a name that only

sounds nice to him when seokjin says it. when he would say it...

“i’m sorry, tae... i didn’t mean to. i just wanted to tell you we’re back on set.”, bogum patted his exposed thigh, softly rubbing it before taehyung stood. he glanced over at seokjin noticing his glare on bogum.

he rolled his eyes. how childish can one person be? what was it with seokjin? he was the one who rejected taehyung in the first place and bogum’s being a good friend. a good b- a good guy who he’s grown feelings for. he could see himself with bogum easily late in life...

seokjin texts yoongi and hoseok for help

taehyung is being extra flirty in front of seokjin. his touches linger just a second to long when he acts with bogum, or maybe he’s not acting but that only angers jin more when he realizes that if taehyung does like bogum then bogum is going to rip taehyung’s heart apart.

“i need to talk to you.”, seokjin whispers before the bell for action rings. taehyung really doesn’t pay much attention to it.

“tae... seriously hear me out..”, seokjin begs, bogum is on break and it’s just scenes for tae and seokjin.

“why should i? do i owe it to you?”, tae

finger’s grip on seokjin’s wrist tightly. “i think you owe me more than i would ever owe you.”, tae whispers angry.

“fine. i hope you liked the flowers from last week, angel.”, seokjin finishes and tae can’t help but react at the name, the same time the bell rings there’s a

sharp sting on seokjin’s cheek.

“don’t call me that. you don’t have the right to call me that. don’t play these fucking games with me seokjin!”, taehyung pushes him. “and what flowers, huh?”

“cut!”, the director jumps out of his chair and runs to the two. “what’s going on?”

“nothing.”, tae says.

“i cant have this happening on set. i need you two to either put your shit aside and film or talk it out. we can’t waste film out the ass. you choose.”, the director looks between both boys.

“let’s just film.”, tae says. “give me five minutes.”

“white and pink lilies.”, is all seokjin says as the director walks back to position and taehyung can’t help but stare at bogum.

“bogum gave me those...”, tae furrowed his brows.

“i delivered them with a card, taehyung.”, seokjin tells him and taehyung can’t take his eyes off

bogum. the bell ringing signaling filming is the only thing that snaps taehyung out of his trance and begins the scene with seokjin.

Although Taehyung’s character chooses Seokjin, Taehyung can’t help but make bedroom eyes at someone else

it’s been two weeks since they finished filming and the commercials were released. taehyung’s been skeptical about the flowers. he doesn’t know who or what to believe. he’s tried to stay away from bogum as well and the only two men he’s able to trust is jimin and jeongguk.

“what do you mean?”, they both questioned at the same time.

“seokjin said he sent those flowers...”, tae felt just as confused. “he said there was a card and he even told me what color and type they were. i never posted pictures of those flowers, and if bogum truly sent them

no one else would have known.”, taehyung sips on the luke warm coffee he left for too long.

“there was no card though?”, jeongguk asked. “you didn’t find it laying around?”

taehyung shook his head as he tapped on the marble counter. “i don’t know what to do.”

“confront him.”,

jimin states. “ask him where he got them, or if he knew about a card.”

jeongguk nods agreeing with what jimin is saying. it’s a smart move, unless bogum is quick witted.

“that dickhead took credit for my damn flowers. those are taehyung’s favorite flowers and i did the color based on his hair color and i- i put a lot of effort into that!”, seokjin yelled as he flailed his arms a bit.

“maybe you should have hand delivered them, so this type of

thing didn’t happen.”, yoongi picked at the food on his plate nonchalantly.

“that’s not the point.”, hoseok bumped yoongi. “why don’t you just talk to him before this gets out of hand.”

“i don’t think he even wants to listen. if he did he would have tried to talk to me after

filming.”, seokjin sighed. “he bolted out off set as soon as he could. however he didn’t say anything to bogum either. so maybe he sort of believes me.”

“or he’s confused.”, yoongi and hoseok both say. “jinxs!”, hoseok yells and punches yoongi’s arm with a heart smile.

•••
it’s a few days after the bogum confirms a relationship with taehyung over twitter. everything worked out in his favor.

it’s a few more days when seokjin and bogum get into a fight and it’s all anyone can talk about for weeks. it’s a thursday night. bogum and tae out on

a nice date around seoul. enjoying some of the sights and stores. before they realize it gets late, and seokjin is walking the opposite way when he sees the couple. there’s not many people on the streets anymore and he was just trying to get some nice warm spicy rice cake after

a long night in the studio with seulgi.

and maybe seokjin doesn’t realize what he’s truly doing when he sees bogum kiss taehyung on the lips, doesn’t realize he’s moving closer to him. he doesn’t realize when he grabs bogum by the back of his neck and throws him to the ground

only to get on top of him. he can only get a few punches in when he hears taehyung screaming at him and hitting him in the back.

“get the fuck off him, seokjin!”, taehyung finally is able to pull him off and push him, separating them. “what the fuck are you doing?”, he question

“yah! how old are you? you’re twenty-five, seokjin! act like it! how childish can you be?”, taehyung continued screaming with tears running down his face as he hit seokjin’s chest. “you left me remember?”, taehyung questioned and pushed him and seokjin grabbed his hands.

“he told me he was using you taehyung. he’s using you for the fame. his company, our company... told him to get with you.”, seokjin says. “seulgi isn’t real. it’s to help her get fans.”

taehyung stills, his eyebrows furrowing as tears stream. “stop lying... stop lying to me!”

“it’s the truth. i’d never lie to you. what would i get from it? i don’t want to hurt you. i don’t want to see your beautiful eyes shed tears, angel.”, seokjin ran a thumb under his eyes and taehyung turned away.

“seokjin... please...”

“i’ll go but i don’t want you with him.”

“go!”, taehyung yelled and seokjin defeatedly let go of him and walked off, hands stuffed in his pockets. idiot.

such a fucking idiot. what was taehyung doing to him. what was bogum causing between them.

“bogum...”, taehyung cries and crouched down to hold him.

taehyung hasn’t spoken to either men in two weeks. seokjin didn’t try to contact and after bogum came clean and told the truth he slapped the fuck out of him and went back into a depressive state. jimin tried calling and texting as did jeongguk, but not answer. his fans worried,

everyone was worried about Korea’s Heart.

he ignored seokjin because it didn’t excuse his actions, it didn’t excuse the rejection. maybe seokjin came to his senses after the fact but taehyung wasn’t ready for any of it.

he’d seen the koreaboo posts about the fight and the

breakup between bogum and him. he’d seen the “breakup” between seulgi and seokjin as well, that did make his chest feel a little less tight and his shoulders less heavy but he couldn’t bring himself to speak to him, it still hurt so much.

seokjin never chased after him because

he knew taehyung well, knew that he need his time and space. to get over his hurts from both men, he could tell tae really started to like bogum only to see it was all one sided.

news outlets had been calling left and right about the fight and taehyung and bogum, until he

received a phone call.

“hello?”

“seokjin, hey. it’s jimin.”

“what’s going on? is tae okay? you never call unless something —“

“i haven’t been able to get ahold of him, neither has jeongguk. i’m sure he’s fine, just sad and doesn’t want to be around anyone... but he needs

closure. go to his house.”

“i don’t know if that’s a good idea.”, seokjin stated.

“this isn’t a suggestion kim seokjin, it’s a demand. go, now. there’s a key —“

“i know where the damn key is... i’m going... but if korea’s heart becomes a murderer in thirty minutes, you’ll

know why.”, seokjin sighed before hanging up the phone. he slipped on a light long sleeve, and a black baseball cap.

he was nervous, but that was definitely an understatement. he didn’t want to hurt taehyung anymore. he just wanted his angel back.

•••

taehyung heard his front door open, he sighed thinking it was jimin or gguk coming to finally check on him. he rolled over covering himself in the heavy duvet and pretending to sleep.

he heard the footsteps and then the door slowly open, but that was it, no speech or

warmth of a body sliding into bed to cuddle him. no fight to pull the blanket off. he couldn’t help himself, his annoyance slowly turning to nerves as he thought what if it was a crazed fan...? he quickly turned seeing seokjin standing there, and quickly turning back around to

hide back into bed.

“i don’t want to see you...”, taehyung pouted. he made them all look like fools but most importantly he made taehyung feel like the biggest of them all.

“you don’t have to see me, but you can listen to me.”, seokjin gentle spoke.

“i don’t want to hear your

dumb stupid voice either...”, seokjin could practically hear the pouts. it was too endearing and he knew when taehyung pouted like that he want being all too serious. yes he was still hurt definitely but he did want to see seokjin and hear his dumb stupid voice.

“taehyung...”

no answer.

“i’m a huge dick, the biggest dick in the whole world.”, seokjin started it out with something he knew he’d want to hear. “probably one of the dumbest dicks as well, because it took me so long to realize my love for you. it took me so long to realize how much i

needed you with me. i took you for granted i really did...”, seokjin sighs. he feels like utter shit and he hopes by him speaking himself that taehyung would feel just the slightest bit better get the slightest understanding.

taehyung shuffled in the bed to switch positions

as seokjin slowly walked to the edge of it and sat down.

“i tried to run away from love and commitment all my life because of the way i saw my parents. you know this i’ve told you this before... before we even started what we had... i tried to run away but i didn’t realize with

you i couldn’t. there was no way in hell i could run from love because that’s what you are. that’s all you ever showed me, and i returned those feelings when we were together not knowing that’s what it was... i realized i fucked up when i woke up and didn’t see your good morning

texts, or have a shoulder to cry on when i came home from a really stressful day, i didn’t get your cute inspirational texts with a cute selfie. i didn’t have your hugs or your smile or your huge dumb hands to encase mine, i was fucking miserable, and by saying all this i dont

expect anything in return, i don’t expect you to love me again or forgive me or whatever could possibly benefit me, i want this to benefit you. i want you to feel peace or closure or just be fucking happy because seoul is so dull without your fucking smile.”, seokjin whined the

last sentence because it was fucking true, too fucking true, it was raining outside, had been since taehyung locked himself in his room.

taehyung sat up and pushed the duvet off him slowly. seokjin turned a bit more to face him, see his cute puffy face.

“you’re so fucking

dumb!” taehyung yelled.

“i am.”, seokjin smiled.

“so dumb! so so dumb!”, taehyung yelled. he moved closer to seokjin with tears and nuzzled himself between his neck. “i hate you... this doesn’t mean i forgive you but i need a hug so bad... i missed you so much but i hate you”

“and that’s okay, angel.”, seokjin wrapped his arms protectively around taehyung and held him as he cried, he clenched his jaw and kissed his head as tae continued to sob. he was so angry with himself for causing him so much pain.

“you’re so dumb, the biggest dumb dick.”

“how about you get ready, angel. i wanna take you out.”, seokjin stated. “somewhere youll love.”, seokjin smiled as tae looked up at him, their faces inches apart.

“okay..”, taehyung stated. he watched as seokjin’s eyes flickered down to his lips and back up and back down to

stay, slowly leaning in. taehyung’s hand reaching up to cup his face and push him hard against the bed. “you’re still not off the hook dumbass.” taehyung furrowed his brows and chuckled just a bit in disbelief.

“can you blame me for trying..?”, seokjin looked up at him. tae

rolled his eyes before throwing a pillow at him and getting off the bed to get clothes and get ready. seokjin got up leaving the room for more privacy.

“dumbass..” taehyung muttered as he slipped on the pants that made his ass the perkiest and most irresistible. he grabbed a

baby pink oversized t-shirt and put it on before tying it to expose his mid drift, he went to the bathroom putting on some light makeup and fluffing his hair just a bit making it messy.

tae wasn’t as mad as he lead seokjin to believe, he just wanted to see how much effort the

boy would put into trying to show taehyung he loved him and needed him to see that he was dumb forever rejecting him. which it was true he was dumb forever rejecting someone as fine as taehyung, as loving, as caring, as funny, as beautiful.

taehyung walked out to see seokjin

waiting on the couch. all tae said was “let’s go.”, as he walked past the couch and seokjin immediately jumped up only to let his jaw drop at the sight in front of him and behind taehyung. fuck... those were THE pants... seokjin knew. seokjin knew he’d work for every little bit

of the precious angel today.

seokjin posts a mystery man...

taehyung already told seokjin but he can’t help but post it as well.

A/N i don’t fucking know why seokjin’s name says minn — y’all know what that was autocorrect nevermind but it’s supposed to say jinnie.

“what happened to bogum?”, taehyung read aloud, he sighed a bit.

“bogum needed more clout and all of it was fake for him but sort of real for me.”, taehyung answered short without getting into too much detail. “don’t y’all dare go hate on people though.”, he warned with a

finger. “i know my lovelies wouldn’t though, you’re all too sweet.”

“seokjin, seokjin seokjin. seokjin.”, taehyung read as comments popped up in a frenzy. he didn’t read it out loud however.

“seokjin and i... are friends.”, taehyung smiled big and sweet as he saw the comments

come through of different suggestions besides friends and it all made him laugh. he’d been doing the livestream for almost an hour and thirty minutes now, he missed his babies and he knew they missed him. it wasn’t a lie however yes they were friends.

they were taking things

slow for taehyung’s sake and seokjin made sure to show for it all. he wanted taehyung to know he truly loved him. good morning texts, coffee, flowers just because, at one point seokjin came over at three in the morning just to tell tae he loved him which taehyung lovingly growled

at the man on his doorstep before pulling him and slamming the door, dragging him up stairs and cuddling him back to sleep because that was a bit too much for tae but he did appreciate it even if it woke him up in a panic.

•••

“i know we’ve been taking things slow, angel...”, seokjin sighed grabbing onto his baby’s soft hands. “i just... i love you so much, taehyung. without you i don’t know what i would do... who i would share my life with... a promise.”, seokjin stated as he slipped a ring

that matched to the one he was wearing now onto taehyung’s finger.

“oh.. it’s beautiful, seokjin...”, taehyung frowned but smiled at the same time at the whole gesture, it was too cute and made taehyung feel like all the stars in the universe, in jin’s universe. he kissed jin’s

cheek. “i love you too, seokjin.”, taehyung replied. he continued kissing seokjin before swinging a leg over his lap and sat where he belonged, hands cupping the blonde’s face as they continued to deepen it.

seokjin’s fingers softly digging into taehyung’s hips, he broke the

kiss. “god, i love you kim taehyung...”, he was breathless.

taehyung giggled softly before stealing another kiss. “you’re not the only thing that loves me right now...”, he smirked as he looked down, seokjin doing the same before a flush rose to his cheeks.

“we love you.”

koreaboo ain’t got nothing better to do

couples that share too much stay together

the only screaming fan because i’m lazy skssk

the end ✊🏼🤧... i’m sorry this was kinda shitty and dumb oof i’m bad at ending stories... but i hope you enjoyed and if you like fucking vhope get ready for my next au skjdjs. nah but thank you so much for all the love and reads :(((