#taekook au where jeongguk, arguably one of taehyung’s biggest fans, catches the idol’s headband during his concert. taehyung turns to twitter in attempt to get it back, but jeongguk has a hard time parting with it, sparking unexpected complications. 
tae’s profile
jk’s profile
jeongguk texts jimin, his best friend who was also at the concert
jeongguk’s back on twitter
what he sees + his reaction
jimin helps jeongguk
taehyung tweets
no need to brainstorm! taehyung contacts jeongguk first
jk freaks out, as he should
meanwhile, in the dm’s
jk doesn’t want to get bitten 😳
jk would do anything for him 😔
in conclusion, jk wants to vore tae
he knows
what jimin is referring to…
tae sees it anyways
topic change
a very special headband indeed
cute
guilt tripping?
jk texts jimin, or more like they both yell at each other for two minutes straight
jimin and his slytherin agenda
conditions
a proposition has been made
why is taehyung confused?
taehyung asks his friends for help
explaining… who is jeongguk? (quote this w your guesses!)
meanwhile on twitter… and yes, jk memed himself. he would
interesting development…
more background info
the plot thickens ö
taehyung does his research
a bit more twitter research
jk waits for a response
namjoon has some concerns
always ❤️
tae finally messages jk back
jk uses his charms to persuade tae (also, here’s the pic in it’s full glory bc it’s absolutely adorable)
taehyung reasons w yoongi, his manager
he gives in
cinematic parallels
someone texts yoongi…
paranoia
yoongi steps in
as tae deals w his friends, jk jumps to conclusions like leap frog
false alarm
two bro’s hanging out
date planning
he wouldn’t dare
doofus
sucks to suck
if u know u know
jk gets dressed w jimin’s help (the yellow is jk btw)
jimin ends up just coming over… jk is ready!!
“i’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me. i’m not scared of pretty boys. no sir, no way! not ones i’ve loved my whole life, especially them,” jeongguk chants to himself as he walks down the sidewalk.
across the street, he locks eyes with the pretty boy he’s definitely not scared of.
across the street, he locks eyes with the pretty boy he’s definitely not scared of.
entranced, he runs into the woman in front of him, gracefully stumbling backwards and knocking over a display of flowers like the young gazelle he is.
their date hasn’t even begun yet, and he’s already embarrassed himself. just great.
their date hasn’t even begun yet, and he’s already embarrassed himself. just great.
“oh no, i’m sorry!” he shrieks while surveying the damage. petals lay strewn all across the pavement, stray roses making a beautiful mess of questionable art right under his feet.
squatting down quickly, he reaches to gather the flowers, or try to salvage what was left of them
squatting down quickly, he reaches to gather the flowers, or try to salvage what was left of them
to the best of his ability at least.
focused on not accidentally stabbing himself with a thorn while picking up the stems, he doesn’t even notice someone stooping down beside him to help. said person eventually gives jeongguk a handful of half trampled flowers to which he
focused on not accidentally stabbing himself with a thorn while picking up the stems, he doesn’t even notice someone stooping down beside him to help. said person eventually gives jeongguk a handful of half trampled flowers to which he
happily receives with a wide smile.
“oh, thank yo—jesus!”
jeongguk falls flat on his ass in shock.
“are you okay?” taehyung asks, voice deep with worry and a hint of humor. the scene was quite comedic, so i mean can you blame him?
“oh, thank yo—jesus!”
jeongguk falls flat on his ass in shock.
“are you okay?” taehyung asks, voice deep with worry and a hint of humor. the scene was quite comedic, so i mean can you blame him?
taking the flowers with a grunt, jeongguk shoots up, dusting off his jacket before placing the buds haphazardly back into their display.
“don’t sneak up on me like that!” he whines as he checks his palms for scratches.
they’re bleeding a bit from his previous fall, but
“don’t sneak up on me like that!” he whines as he checks his palms for scratches.
they’re bleeding a bit from his previous fall, but
nothing too major. he can survive a few cuts. what he can’t survive however, is kim taehyung being so close to him and acting so damn casually as if they were longtime friends. as if he wasn’t an idol and as if jeongguk wasn’t his fan who kinda sorta blackmailed him into this.
it was almost as if he enjoyed this, enjoyed jeongguk’s presence. they’d only been around each other for two minutes, but jeongguk can already sense taehyung is at ease, a whole lot more than he is anyways.
hm, how odd. it’s going to be an interesting afternoon.
hm, how odd. it’s going to be an interesting afternoon.
jimin knows him too well (here’s the full meme bc social dummy rly did me dirty 😔)
a whole mess
what else happened? 👀
it’s a short walk to the ice cream parlor, a mere five or so minutes that jeongguk spends avoiding eye contact and wanting to melt into the ground. his ears glow a bright red much like rudolph’s nose: a dead giveaway of how embarrassed he truly was.
taehyung seems to notice it.
taehyung seems to notice it.
“so, jeongguk,” he says trying to ease into a conversation. the younger keeps his his head down. “i see you’ve gotten used to it now.”
“huh?” jeongguk says eloquently, finally lifting his eyes.
“you got used to me saying your name. you didn’t freak out.”
“huh?” jeongguk says eloquently, finally lifting his eyes.
“you got used to me saying your name. you didn’t freak out.”
“oh,” jeongguk laughs. “trust me i did internally. i just kept it all in.”
taehyung too smiles at this, absolutely enamored by how easy it is to get a reaction out of the male.
“how do you normally spend your tuesday’s?” the elder asks as they stop at a crosswalk.
taehyung too smiles at this, absolutely enamored by how easy it is to get a reaction out of the male.
“how do you normally spend your tuesday’s?” the elder asks as they stop at a crosswalk.
jeongguk hums to himself, digging his hands into his pockets as he looks to the sky in thought. “um, most of the time just college and dance practice. if i’m feeling especially adventurous, i’ll invite my best friend over to binge some anime. just the normal day-to-day
happenings of a 21 year old dude, ya know.”
leaning against the street light, taehyung only sighs before saying dejectedly, “you and i have totally different concepts of the word normal.”
“you got me there,” jeongguk says simply while waiting for the light to change.
leaning against the street light, taehyung only sighs before saying dejectedly, “you and i have totally different concepts of the word normal.”
“you got me there,” jeongguk says simply while waiting for the light to change.
the white walking man finally makes an appearance, and the two are quick to cross the street. a girl on a bicycle zooms past them, causing jeongguk to stumble back onto taehyung.
their bodies collide, and the elder instantly wraps his arms around jeongguk to catch him.
their bodies collide, and the elder instantly wraps his arms around jeongguk to catch him.
for a second, it feels like a scene straight out of a k-drama. for a second, as they look into each other’s eyes, they imagine a different world in which they had met on their own terms. for a second, they’re just two normal men on a date, no crazy dog sitter scandals and no
precious white headbands involved.
of course, time is fleeting, and that second passes in well, a second. out of the corner of his eye, jeongguk sees the walking man replaced with a bright red 10. they needed to get out of the street. they needed to snap out of it.
of course, time is fleeting, and that second passes in well, a second. out of the corner of his eye, jeongguk sees the walking man replaced with a bright red 10. they needed to get out of the street. they needed to snap out of it.
this is reality, not a k-drama.
for the rest of their walk, they remain silent. and before they know it, the iconic “swirls” logo appears before them. taehyung, ever the gentleman he is, holds the door open for jeongguk, who blushes deeply, but enters nonetheless.
for the rest of their walk, they remain silent. and before they know it, the iconic “swirls” logo appears before them. taehyung, ever the gentleman he is, holds the door open for jeongguk, who blushes deeply, but enters nonetheless.
“oh my god, taehyung! look at all the flavors!” jeongguk exclaims like a child. he tosses taehyung his phone, quickly instructing him to grab a table for them as he runs towards the huge wall of creamery machines.
the idol just laughs at the sight, adjusting his face mask as
the idol just laughs at the sight, adjusting his face mask as
he looks around to make sure no one recognized him. he dressed down today, and made sure to wear a face mask and keep a low profile—well, as low as it can get when he is around a certain jeon jeongguk.
to his luck, the shop is mostly empty, as expected on a tuesday, so he
to his luck, the shop is mostly empty, as expected on a tuesday, so he
doesn’t have too much to worry about in terms of being spotted. regardless, he walks all the way to the back and picks a table away from the windows just in case.
now, taehyung didn’t mean to pry. he of all people should understand the boundaries of privacy. then again,
now, taehyung didn’t mean to pry. he of all people should understand the boundaries of privacy. then again,
jeongguk was the one who gave him his phone, the same one which was currently buzzing in his hand.
call it curiosity or plain habit, but he brings the screen up to his face, and he just HAS to break out into a fit of laughter at what he sees.
call it curiosity or plain habit, but he brings the screen up to his face, and he just HAS to break out into a fit of laughter at what he sees.
ever so carefully, jeongguk makes his way back to the table while juggling the five different tester cups he’s filled with various flavors and the spoon stuck in his mouth. he hears taehyung’s beautiful chuckle, and his heart skips a beat unknowingly.
wow, he really is whipped.
wow, he really is whipped.
jeongguk can’t help but smile as well at the sight of taehyung’s full cheeks and squinted eyes. his admiration of the elder’s face however is cut short when he sees what’s in his hand.
running now, he quickly puts down the ice cream and snatches the phone out of his hands.
running now, he quickly puts down the ice cream and snatches the phone out of his hands.
without a word, he runs to the bathroom, embarassed as ever.
taehyung is still laughing when he leaves, shoulders bouncing as he falls over into the booth.
taehyung is still laughing when he leaves, shoulders bouncing as he falls over into the booth.
tae saw his lock screen 😬
oh, so that’s why…
“look who’s back,” taehyung says a bit too happily.
“i DON’T want to hear it,” jeongguk deadpans as he sits down, face solemn and unamused.
throwing his hands in the air, he surrenders with a chuckle. “i never said anything!”
jeongguk narrows his eyes, leaning forward to make
“i DON’T want to hear it,” jeongguk deadpans as he sits down, face solemn and unamused.
throwing his hands in the air, he surrenders with a chuckle. “i never said anything!”
jeongguk narrows his eyes, leaning forward to make
his point. “not yet you haven’t, but you’re about to.”
contemplating whether or not he wanted to have his ass whooped, taehyung thins his lips in an attempt to hold in his laughter. jeongguk just stares as he quite literally chokes, once, twice, then erupts in a fit of giggles.
contemplating whether or not he wanted to have his ass whooped, taehyung thins his lips in an attempt to hold in his laughter. jeongguk just stares as he quite literally chokes, once, twice, then erupts in a fit of giggles.
“it’s just so wonderfully ironic how i of all people pick up your phone and it says-“
jeongguk kicks him under the table. hard.
“OW!” he shrieks, reaching down to rub his sore shin with a deep frown on his face.
and this is why he always wears boots. gotta be prepared!
jeongguk kicks him under the table. hard.
“OW!” he shrieks, reaching down to rub his sore shin with a deep frown on his face.
and this is why he always wears boots. gotta be prepared!
there’s a moment of silence as taehyung sulks over his injury, and jeongguk sits rather triumphantly and proud of himself. but of course, it doesn’t last for long.
“so does that mean i can touch your phone?”
“I SWEAR I’M GOING TO—“ jeongguk seethes, cut off by taehyung’s large
“so does that mean i can touch your phone?”
“I SWEAR I’M GOING TO—“ jeongguk seethes, cut off by taehyung’s large
hand flying to cover his mouth.
“don’t make a scene, jeonggukie,” he scolds slyly. a smirk tugs on the edges of his lips, and jeongguk can tell he’s loving every second of this.
defiant and childish as ever, jeongguk sticks his tongue out which causing taehyung to reel back
“don’t make a scene, jeonggukie,” he scolds slyly. a smirk tugs on the edges of his lips, and jeongguk can tell he’s loving every second of this.
defiant and childish as ever, jeongguk sticks his tongue out which causing taehyung to reel back
instantaneously with a sound of disgust.
“did you really just lick me?!” the idol asks as he fiercely rubs his now dirty palm against his pants unhappily.
taking a big spoon of birthday cake ice cream and shoving into his mouth, jeongguk chirps through a smile, “yup!”
“did you really just lick me?!” the idol asks as he fiercely rubs his now dirty palm against his pants unhappily.
taking a big spoon of birthday cake ice cream and shoving into his mouth, jeongguk chirps through a smile, “yup!”
“gross,” taehyung murmurs while grabbing a napkin to clean his hand even more.
bright red spoon still lodged in his mouth, jeongguk responds with his words a bit slurred, “you deserved it, admit it.”
“i was just commenting on YOUR lock screen,” taehyung cries.
bright red spoon still lodged in his mouth, jeongguk responds with his words a bit slurred, “you deserved it, admit it.”
“i was just commenting on YOUR lock screen,” taehyung cries.
jeongguk is the one who laughs this time, dropping his head as he exhales. “it is funny, isn’t it?”
taehyung steals the cotton candy flavored ice cream and chucks it into his mouth with a smile. “it really is.”
“yeah, i uh, lost a bet with my best friend and well, that was the
taehyung steals the cotton candy flavored ice cream and chucks it into his mouth with a smile. “it really is.”
“yeah, i uh, lost a bet with my best friend and well, that was the
result,” jeongguk explains while pointing to his phone.
taehyung hums, thinking about his words before speaking again. “kinda cute.”
jeongguk chokes on the spoon.
“huh?”
taehyung hums, thinking about his words before speaking again. “kinda cute.”
jeongguk chokes on the spoon.
“huh?”
“i said,” taehyung repeats himself slowly. “it’s kinda cute, your lock screen i mean.”
jeongguk takes the spoon out of his mouth, deciding he didn’t want to die from a plastic utensil. “oh, right. i thought you meant… never mind.”
suddenly his cheeks are as red as the spoon.
jeongguk takes the spoon out of his mouth, deciding he didn’t want to die from a plastic utensil. “oh, right. i thought you meant… never mind.”
suddenly his cheeks are as red as the spoon.
“you thought i meant what? that you’re kinda cute?”
jeongguk doesn’t respond.
“well, that’d be wrong.”
his heart drops.
“‘cause you’re more than /kinda/ cute; you’re downright adorable.”
jeongguk doesn’t respond.
“well, that’d be wrong.”
his heart drops.
“‘cause you’re more than /kinda/ cute; you’re downright adorable.”
…and that’s how jeongguk drops his ice cream on the floor. a tragic end, if i do say so myself.
“not cool,” is all he says, face flushed and heart pounding. he gets up to grab a napkin to attend to the absolute crime scene of a mess under the table. rip toffee-tastic.
“not cool,” is all he says, face flushed and heart pounding. he gets up to grab a napkin to attend to the absolute crime scene of a mess under the table. rip toffee-tastic.
taehyung leans back and laughs to himself, smiling contently.
watching jeongguk mutter to himself as he tries to determine how many napkins he needs, taehyung catches himself falling, just like namjoon said.
oh no, this is not good.
watching jeongguk mutter to himself as he tries to determine how many napkins he needs, taehyung catches himself falling, just like namjoon said.
oh no, this is not good.
when the younger returns and kneels to clean, taehyung gets straight to business. he can’t afford to hear one more adorable giggle or see one more bunny smile. his heart can’t handle it.
“so do you have my headband?”
jeongguk hits his head on the table at the abrupt question.
“so do you have my headband?”
jeongguk hits his head on the table at the abrupt question.
“ow!” jeongguk whines, totally forgetting about the question for just a second.
laughing, taehyung asks, “you okay? you seem to hurt yourself a lot around me.”
jeongguk gets up to throw the napkins away, evading the answer momentarily and composing himself.
laughing, taehyung asks, “you okay? you seem to hurt yourself a lot around me.”
jeongguk gets up to throw the napkins away, evading the answer momentarily and composing himself.
“yeah, i have it,” he says cooly, sitting back down. “but i won’t give it back until this date is over, mister.”
sighing, taehyung nods. “okay okay, that’s fair.”
an odd silence falls between the two. you see, neither of them had been on anything resembling a date in an
sighing, taehyung nods. “okay okay, that’s fair.”
an odd silence falls between the two. you see, neither of them had been on anything resembling a date in an
incredibly long time. what with taehyung being an idol and jeongguk being… well, jeongguk.
“so you dance?” taehyung asks, breaking the ice.
“yeah, i do!” jeongguk responds a bit too excitedly. he loved talking about his interests.
“so you dance?” taehyung asks, breaking the ice.
“yeah, i do!” jeongguk responds a bit too excitedly. he loved talking about his interests.
“what kind of dance?”
“i used to focus more on street style, popping and all that back when i was on an underground dance crew. now that i’m doing it professionally, like in school, we try a new style every few weeks.”
taehyung kicks his feet out under the table, accidentally
“i used to focus more on street style, popping and all that back when i was on an underground dance crew. now that i’m doing it professionally, like in school, we try a new style every few weeks.”
taehyung kicks his feet out under the table, accidentally
brushing jeongguk’s calf. neither seem to mind, so he keeps it there as he speaks. “what are you doing right now?”
a bit flustered at taehyung quite literally playing footsies with him, it takes jeongguk a second to respond. “um, well actually we’re focusing on tempo,
a bit flustered at taehyung quite literally playing footsies with him, it takes jeongguk a second to respond. “um, well actually we’re focusing on tempo,
like uh, slowing it down then speeding it back up. sharp movements and all.”
tilting his head to the side, taehyung begins imagining jeongguk dancing. he must look incredible, body taut and mind focused. he pictures bullets of sweat and—
“taehyung?”
tilting his head to the side, taehyung begins imagining jeongguk dancing. he must look incredible, body taut and mind focused. he pictures bullets of sweat and—
“taehyung?”
“what?”
“you’re staring.”
sitting up and averting his eyes, taehyung mumbles. “oh, sorry.”
now it’s jeongguk’s turn to play this game. he uses his right foot to rub playfully against taehyung’s outstretched leg, gently tapping it.
“mhm, ‘s okay, i like it.”
“you’re staring.”
sitting up and averting his eyes, taehyung mumbles. “oh, sorry.”
now it’s jeongguk’s turn to play this game. he uses his right foot to rub playfully against taehyung’s outstretched leg, gently tapping it.
“mhm, ‘s okay, i like it.”
“yeah?” taehyung says breathlessly. his foot travels higher up jeongguk’s calf.
“mhm-hm,” the younger hums, leaning closer to rest his elbows on the table.
“i like it too. the view’s quite nice if i do say so myself.”
and that’s all it takes for every last bit of boldness
“mhm-hm,” the younger hums, leaning closer to rest his elbows on the table.
“i like it too. the view’s quite nice if i do say so myself.”
and that’s all it takes for every last bit of boldness
jeongguk had mustered up to shatter like glass, causing him to revert to his shy school girl ways. covering his face with both hands, he finds his skin hot to the touch. good lord, he hasn’t blushed this much since jimin showed him hentai. now that was a journey.
“awh,” taehyung
“awh,” taehyung
coos, bringing his own hands up to gently pull at jeongguk’s. “don’t block the view,” he says simply, tone flowing like honey.
once the younger’s face is visible again, taehyung is so entranced by the redness of his cheeks, the cute crinkle of his eyes, and the display of his
once the younger’s face is visible again, taehyung is so entranced by the redness of his cheeks, the cute crinkle of his eyes, and the display of his
adorable little bunny smile, that he doesn’t even realize he hasn’t let go of jeongguk’s hands yet. and that’s how they end up with their palms pressed together, neither of the two wanting to move and inch.
it’s a silent agreement, unspoken but true, that this felt so right.
it’s a silent agreement, unspoken but true, that this felt so right.
namjoon tweets (he’s a music producer btw, relatively new to the industry and not that famous yet. i should have mentioned this earlier, sorry!)
hoseok texts joon
missed call
“that’s crazy!” taehyung exclaims, munching on a fry.
jeongguk smiles, taking a big sip of his drink before responding just as enthusiastically, “i know right! i had no idea you two were friends! he’s an incredible dancer, i mean i just knew he was gonna make it big.”
jeongguk smiles, taking a big sip of his drink before responding just as enthusiastically, “i know right! i had no idea you two were friends! he’s an incredible dancer, i mean i just knew he was gonna make it big.”
their ice cream date had somehow morphed into an evening fast food and gossip session, the two craving mc donald’s and honestly just looking for an excuse to spend more time with each other.
taehyung revealed that hoseok was actually his friend after jeongguk began talking
taehyung revealed that hoseok was actually his friend after jeongguk began talking
about his old dance crew, leading the two into an in depth conversation about how hoseok became taehyung’s back up dancer last year.
sitting comfortably outside on a park bench, taehyung feels the most free he’s been in ages. only one or two people had recognized him, but they
sitting comfortably outside on a park bench, taehyung feels the most free he’s been in ages. only one or two people had recognized him, but they
all chose to not make a scene, and he deeply thanks them for that. he truly was living his best life with jeongguk. you see, the male just makes him feel alive.
i mean sure, taehyung has tons of friends, most of whom are also celebrities. it was refreshing to talk to someone
i mean sure, taehyung has tons of friends, most of whom are also celebrities. it was refreshing to talk to someone
who wasn’t famous, to get an inside scoop on how /normal/ people live their lives and whatnot.
the idol soon realizes that they aren’t all that different when it comes down to it. they both have loud and larger than life best friends, both love the same tv shows, eat same food,
the idol soon realizes that they aren’t all that different when it comes down to it. they both have loud and larger than life best friends, both love the same tv shows, eat same food,
have the same favorite ice cream flavor, and listen to the same music. it was almost as if they were meant to meet, for it was no coincidence that two people could be so alike.
“tell me, what was 2015 jeonggukie like?” taehyung asks, throwing his arm over the bench. his fingers
“tell me, what was 2015 jeonggukie like?” taehyung asks, throwing his arm over the bench. his fingers
brush against jeongguk’s shoulder, but he didn’t seem to mind one bit.
“hmm, trust me, you wouldn’t have wanted to meet me then. i was a whole ass mess,” he confesses with a chuckle.
taehyung puts his fries down, turning to face the younger completely. his arm now rests on
“hmm, trust me, you wouldn’t have wanted to meet me then. i was a whole ass mess,” he confesses with a chuckle.
taehyung puts his fries down, turning to face the younger completely. his arm now rests on
the back of jeongguk’s neck delicately.
“i bet you weren’t. but how so?”
“well,” jeongguk says, putting down his drink and beginning to play with his ring as a force of habit when he was nervous. “let’s back track a bit so this will all make sense.”
“i bet you weren’t. but how so?”
“well,” jeongguk says, putting down his drink and beginning to play with his ring as a force of habit when he was nervous. “let’s back track a bit so this will all make sense.”
taehyung hums, allowing him to continue.
“the year was 2013. you had just debuted, and i was absolutely obsessed. like i don’t know if you remember me at all, but i swear, i came to every single one of your events. be it a concert, fan meeting, or even just a radio interview,
“the year was 2013. you had just debuted, and i was absolutely obsessed. like i don’t know if you remember me at all, but i swear, i came to every single one of your events. be it a concert, fan meeting, or even just a radio interview,
i’d be there.”
taehyung smiles at that. he knew. he most definitely knew.
“so my 2013 was basically all just me struggling through high school and being that weird emo kid who always got picked on. you were like my escape kinda…”
jeongguk catches himself getting a bit sad at
taehyung smiles at that. he knew. he most definitely knew.
“so my 2013 was basically all just me struggling through high school and being that weird emo kid who always got picked on. you were like my escape kinda…”
jeongguk catches himself getting a bit sad at
reminiscing over that time period, so he quickly moves on.
“2014 was basically the same, 2015 too. by then i was graduating and moving on with life. a lot changed that year. i found my passion for dancing, and joined hoseok’s crew. i finally felt like i belonged somewhere.
“2014 was basically the same, 2015 too. by then i was graduating and moving on with life. a lot changed that year. i found my passion for dancing, and joined hoseok’s crew. i finally felt like i belonged somewhere.
it was nice… a little too nice.”
at this point, taehyung had begun playing with the ends of jeongguk’s hair. he thinks about how pretty he would look with long hair. unknowingly, a fond grin spreads across his face.
“by 2016, my emo phase had passed, and i became a new me
at this point, taehyung had begun playing with the ends of jeongguk’s hair. he thinks about how pretty he would look with long hair. unknowingly, a fond grin spreads across his face.
“by 2016, my emo phase had passed, and i became a new me
in college. my current best friend i’ve known since 2013, but besides him, i didn’t really have any other friends. once i met hoseok, i branched out. i um, also met a guy,” he continues.
“oh?” taehyung comments.
“yeah, he was… something else.”
“oh?” taehyung comments.
“yeah, he was… something else.”
tilting his head in confusion, taehyung asks, “what does that mean?”
“we dated for two years. it was awesome at first, but then… then it wasn’t. he said he loved me, and i moved in with him. slowly, i kinda lost myself? i dunno how to explain this,” he says, trailing off.
“we dated for two years. it was awesome at first, but then… then it wasn’t. he said he loved me, and i moved in with him. slowly, i kinda lost myself? i dunno how to explain this,” he says, trailing off.
taehyung recognizes that jeongguk is having a hard time, so he begins tracing circles into his scalp, calming him down and reassuring him.
“it’s okay if you don’t wanna talk about this,” he says, looking deep into jeongguk’s eyes.
“it’s okay if you don’t wanna talk about this,” he says, looking deep into jeongguk’s eyes.
“no no, it’s okay. it’s nice, i mean i can never really talk to anyone else about it. i feel… safe with you if that makes any sense. it just feels natural, ya know?”
“yeah,” taehyung says. “i know exactly what you mean.”
“i lost who i was, like i no longer was jeongguk,
“yeah,” taehyung says. “i know exactly what you mean.”
“i lost who i was, like i no longer was jeongguk,
instead i was just his boyfriend. i did as he told me, so if he didn’t like something i liked, he told me to stop liking it.”
jeongguk pauses, suddenly breaking eye contact.
“one of those things was you.”
oh. so that’s why he stopped showing up.
jeongguk pauses, suddenly breaking eye contact.
“one of those things was you.”
oh. so that’s why he stopped showing up.
jeongguk doesn’t speak for the next ten seconds or so, and taehyung senses that something is wrong.
“jeonggukie?” he says softly, placing his free hand over the younger’s fiddling fingers.
his heart hurts, deeply. out of nowhere, he feels the need to comfort the man,
“jeonggukie?” he says softly, placing his free hand over the younger’s fiddling fingers.
his heart hurts, deeply. out of nowhere, he feels the need to comfort the man,
heartstrings pulling in every direction possible.
“i noticed.”
jeongguk lifts his head.
“i noticed when you stopped coming. and i noticed you even before that. you always came, always brightened my day with your cute smile and hundreds of gifts.”
“i noticed.”
jeongguk lifts his head.
“i noticed when you stopped coming. and i noticed you even before that. you always came, always brightened my day with your cute smile and hundreds of gifts.”
jeongguk looks confused, face showing signs of disbelief. how could such a big idol notice one insecure boy in the crowd? he must be lying. then again, why would he? he has no real reason to lie.
“you wanna know something?” taehyung asks, gently squeezing jeongguk’s hands.
“you wanna know something?” taehyung asks, gently squeezing jeongguk’s hands.
“you gave me that headband years ago, and i held onto it all this time because every time i saw it or wore it, it reminded me of you.”
jeongguk’s eyes go comically wide. “wait what?! i did?”
taehyung laughs, happy that jeongguk didn’t look as sad anymore.
jeongguk’s eyes go comically wide. “wait what?! i did?”
taehyung laughs, happy that jeongguk didn’t look as sad anymore.
“yes, yes you did. how could you forget?” he teases, pretending to be hurt.
“oh wow… i had no idea,” is all he can say, obviously in shock.
“truth be told, i had a little crush on you.”
jeongguk’s head spins. he must be dreaming.
“oh wow… i had no idea,” is all he can say, obviously in shock.
“truth be told, i had a little crush on you.”
jeongguk’s head spins. he must be dreaming.
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jimin texts jk
“i liked you back then without even knowing you, and now, all these years later, i finally am getting to know you.”
jeongguk is speechless.
“and well, guess what?” taehyung quirks, leaning in a little closer. “i think i still like you, jeonggukie. if not, even more than
jeongguk is speechless.
“and well, guess what?” taehyung quirks, leaning in a little closer. “i think i still like you, jeonggukie. if not, even more than
i used to, which sounds stupid i know, because how could i like someone i just met? but, it’s weird, i feel like i’ve known you all my life.”
jeongguk looks back and forth between taehyung’s eyes, checking for signs of insincerity, but finding none.
“so jeongguk, i ask you
jeongguk looks back and forth between taehyung’s eyes, checking for signs of insincerity, but finding none.
“so jeongguk, i ask you
this, if you like me back, and not just as an idol, but as me, as kim taehyung, keep the headband. don’t give it back, because i won’t need it anymore. i won’t need it to remind me of someone i already have.”
pretty soon, jeongguk finds himself staring at taehyung’s lips
pretty soon, jeongguk finds himself staring at taehyung’s lips
instead. it just felt so right, so perfect. a magnetic force pulls the two closer, call it what you may, but they both knew this was meant to be.
inch by inch, they get closer, and jeongguk can’t help but stay frozen as taehyung leans in. hot breath fans against his skin, and
inch by inch, they get closer, and jeongguk can’t help but stay frozen as taehyung leans in. hot breath fans against his skin, and
jeongguk melts like putty under taehyung’s touch. their hands intertwine in the younger’s lap, bodies exchanging warmth in the cold winter air.
taehyung tilts his head, using his other hand to pull jeongguk forward by his neck. mere centimeters away, jeongguk closes his eyes,
taehyung tilts his head, using his other hand to pull jeongguk forward by his neck. mere centimeters away, jeongguk closes his eyes,
preparing himself for the soft press of taehyung’s lips on his own.
closing the space between them, taehyung leans in and—
“JEON JEONGGUK!”
“what the- jimin?!”
closing the space between them, taehyung leans in and—
“JEON JEONGGUK!”
“what the- jimin?!”
“jesus christ! you weren’t answering any of my texts, are you okay?” the man asks frantically, quite literally sprinting over to the two.
taehyung pulls away immediately, letting go of jeongguk’s hand.
“what the hell are you doing here?! i’m fine! why are you—“
taehyung pulls away immediately, letting go of jeongguk’s hand.
“what the hell are you doing here?! i’m fine! why are you—“
jimin pants, clearly out of breath. “oh thank god! so he didn’t try to come here?”
“he?” taehyung speaks up, suddenly worried as well.
jimin looks over at taehyung and has to refrain from fainting on the spot. “holy shit! wait no! focus, jimin,” he scolds himself.
“he?” taehyung speaks up, suddenly worried as well.
jimin looks over at taehyung and has to refrain from fainting on the spot. “holy shit! wait no! focus, jimin,” he scolds himself.
“guk, check your phone.”
fishing his phone out of his leather jacket for the first time since this morning, jeongguk turns it on to be bombarded by notifications.
“oh no…” is all he can say.
jimin rushes to sit down next to him, snatching his phone out of his hands.
fishing his phone out of his leather jacket for the first time since this morning, jeongguk turns it on to be bombarded by notifications.
“oh no…” is all he can say.
jimin rushes to sit down next to him, snatching his phone out of his hands.
“guk, we gotta go. if i could find you this easily, so can he.”
taehyung grabs jeongguk’s hand, stopping him from getting up. “who’s he? what’s happening? jeongguk, talk to me.”
looking at jimin first, then back at taehyung, jeongguk finally answers a bit wearily.
taehyung grabs jeongguk’s hand, stopping him from getting up. “who’s he? what’s happening? jeongguk, talk to me.”
looking at jimin first, then back at taehyung, jeongguk finally answers a bit wearily.
“my ex, the one i told you about. he’s not dangerous per say, so don’t worry about that. but um… he was super controlling and manipulative, so he used to track me all the time. i-i can’t see him again, so i have to go, i’m so sorry taehyung.”
without missing a beat, the idol
without missing a beat, the idol
speaks up. “let me come with you, wherever you go i don’t care, i want to make sure you’re safe.”
jimin stands, ready to go. “okay fine, you can come, but we have to leave now. if i see him again, i can’t garuntee i won’t kill him on sight.”
taehyung can’t tell if he’s kidding,
jimin stands, ready to go. “okay fine, you can come, but we have to leave now. if i see him again, i can’t garuntee i won’t kill him on sight.”
taehyung can’t tell if he’s kidding,
but he wasn’t about to take any chances so he quickly springs to his feet. the three of them speed walk into the nearest shop so taehyung can call his driver for them, saying that it could be a lot faster and safer than an uber.
just as he’s about to dial the number,
just as he’s about to dial the number,
his screen lights up.
“hyung, can i call you back? i’m kinda doing something urgent right now,” he says quickly while looking over at a now terrified jeongguk. jimin had him wrapped in his arms, but even then taehyung could see the male was shaking.
“hyung, can i call you back? i’m kinda doing something urgent right now,” he says quickly while looking over at a now terrified jeongguk. jimin had him wrapped in his arms, but even then taehyung could see the male was shaking.
“wait, namjoon hyung, slow down i can’t understand you. you’re talking too—“
jimin grabs his phone and speaks into the microphone. “is this who i think it is?”
taehyung looks in shock at jimin, what in world is he doing?
jimin grabs his phone and speaks into the microphone. “is this who i think it is?”
taehyung looks in shock at jimin, what in world is he doing?
“go to hell,” jimin curses before ending the call abruptly.
“why did you—“ taehyung starts but is cut off.
“you know him?!”
“who? namjoon?”
jeongguk’s entire body goes cold at the name. he stands slowly, face pale and defeated. “y-yes, him, my ex.”
“why did you—“ taehyung starts but is cut off.
“you know him?!”
“who? namjoon?”
jeongguk’s entire body goes cold at the name. he stands slowly, face pale and defeated. “y-yes, him, my ex.”
as soon as they pile into the black SUV, the interrogation begins.
“i want answers, now,” jimin seethes.
jeongguk was silent in between the two, at a loss for how to feel or what to say.
“okay okay, ask away. but trust me when i say i’m just as confused as you are,”
“i want answers, now,” jimin seethes.
jeongguk was silent in between the two, at a loss for how to feel or what to say.
“okay okay, ask away. but trust me when i say i’m just as confused as you are,”
taehyung says while buckling his seat belt.
“how do you know him?”
taehyung has to think for a second before responding. it’s been so many years. “uhh, we met through our agency. we trained together for a few years, but only i debuted as an idol. he stayed within the
“how do you know him?”
taehyung has to think for a second before responding. it’s been so many years. “uhh, we met through our agency. we trained together for a few years, but only i debuted as an idol. he stayed within the
company just as a producer. he’s worked on a few of my songs actually.”
“remind me to never listen to your music again,” jimin cuts in. does he really mean that? yes. will he actually follow through with it? unknown.
“how close are you two?”
“remind me to never listen to your music again,” jimin cuts in. does he really mean that? yes. will he actually follow through with it? unknown.
“how close are you two?”
“not that close,” taehyung shrugs. “we’re friends for sure, like in the same friend group and all, but we’re not best friends or anything.”
jimin hums, thinking about his next question. “did he ever mention jeongguk?”
jimin hums, thinking about his next question. “did he ever mention jeongguk?”
“no, never. if he did, i definitely would have brought it up earlier.” taehyung pauses for a second, then springs to action pulling out his phone. he opens it and scrolls up through his texts to find when he sent jeongguk’s picture in their group chat.
“see, even here he
“see, even here he
pretended as if he didn’t know him. i swear he never said anything.”
grabbing the phone a bit too aggressively, jimin takes a closer look. jeongguk leans over too, curious as ever.
“i made you mushy?” jeongguk asks, voice tiny.
grabbing the phone a bit too aggressively, jimin takes a closer look. jeongguk leans over too, curious as ever.
“i made you mushy?” jeongguk asks, voice tiny.
jimin snaps in front of his best friends face, “guk, focus! now is not the time.”
and so the torrent of questions continue.
“okay so he never name dropped, but did he tell you he had a boyfriend back in like 2017?”
taehyung’s eyes go wide. “oh god, no, never! i didn’t even
and so the torrent of questions continue.
“okay so he never name dropped, but did he tell you he had a boyfriend back in like 2017?”
taehyung’s eyes go wide. “oh god, no, never! i didn’t even
know he was gay until a few minutes ago!”
“that lying manipulative piece of— okay moving on,” jimin says, collecting himself. “you claim y’all are friends, but what kind of ‘friend’ doesn’t mention their sexuality or relationship status for that matter?”
“that lying manipulative piece of— okay moving on,” jimin says, collecting himself. “you claim y’all are friends, but what kind of ‘friend’ doesn’t mention their sexuality or relationship status for that matter?”
taehyung sighs, “i told you we aren’t that close.”
“can i,” jeongguk interrupts. “can i see your texts with him… like outside of the group chat?”
jimin puts his hand on jeongguk’s thigh. “are you sure you wanna do that, gukkie?”
“can i,” jeongguk interrupts. “can i see your texts with him… like outside of the group chat?”
jimin puts his hand on jeongguk’s thigh. “are you sure you wanna do that, gukkie?”
“yeah i just, um, wanna see if he talks to everyone the way he talked to me.”
jimin hands taehyung’s phone over to him, and the idol nods immediately. “whatever you want, go for it. i have nothing to hide.”
“okay,” the youngest says, tone wobbly. even his hands are shaking.
jimin hands taehyung’s phone over to him, and the idol nods immediately. “whatever you want, go for it. i have nothing to hide.”
“okay,” the youngest says, tone wobbly. even his hands are shaking.
what he sees
earlier texts
“that’s most definitely /not/ how you text a friend,” jimin comments, peeking over jeongguk’s shoulder. “i mean come on now— gukkie?”
jeongguk sniffles. he’s crying. why is he crying?
“oh my god, jeongguk! baby, what’s wrong?” jimin immediately asks concerned.
jeongguk sniffles. he’s crying. why is he crying?
“oh my god, jeongguk! baby, what’s wrong?” jimin immediately asks concerned.
he reaches over and wipes away his tears, but they keep coming.
“a-are you okay?” taehyung questions wearily, wanting to comfort the male any way he could, but right now he feels helpless and ridden with guilt.
“this is so stupid but uh,” jeongguk says, lauhing through the
“a-are you okay?” taehyung questions wearily, wanting to comfort the male any way he could, but right now he feels helpless and ridden with guilt.
“this is so stupid but uh,” jeongguk says, lauhing through the
pain. “he never texted me like this. i thought he was just like that, not really into cutesy stuff and all, but no, it was just me…”
jimin pulls his best friend into a hug, kissing the back of his head as he speaks soothingly. “no no, don’t say that. it’s not you, it’s him.”
jimin pulls his best friend into a hug, kissing the back of his head as he speaks soothingly. “no no, don’t say that. it’s not you, it’s him.”
“i guess…” jeongguk responds quietly. he drops his head and lets his tears fall into his lap.
silence fills the car, and for a second there, all three of them are stuck. no one knows what to say or what to do.
taehyung clears his throat. “so um, he liked me?”
silence fills the car, and for a second there, all three of them are stuck. no one knows what to say or what to do.
taehyung clears his throat. “so um, he liked me?”
jimin glares over at taehyung. no longer did he worship the ground that gorgeous man walked upon. no, right now he was in protective best friend mode. right now, he was the enemy.
“yes, yes he did. and he hurt guk all because of you.”
taehyung reels back at the harshness of
“yes, yes he did. and he hurt guk all because of you.”
taehyung reels back at the harshness of
jimin’s words. his tone bites deep into taehyung’s conscience, causing his heart to ache.
“i don’t get it. why would he… it just doesn’t make any sense,” he murmurs.
now it’s jeongguk who speaks up. “maybe you can ask him, taehyungie? he seems to really like you, so maybe
“i don’t get it. why would he… it just doesn’t make any sense,” he murmurs.
now it’s jeongguk who speaks up. “maybe you can ask him, taehyungie? he seems to really like you, so maybe
he’ll tell you the truth?”
taehyung perks up at that. finally, there was something be could do. this whole time he felt so lost, but now he has a mission, a purpose, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to let jeongguk down.
“of course. i can make it right, i promise.”
taehyung perks up at that. finally, there was something be could do. this whole time he felt so lost, but now he has a mission, a purpose, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to let jeongguk down.
“of course. i can make it right, i promise.”
the rest of the car ride passes in relative silence. jeongguk eventually falls asleep leaning against jimin while holding taehyung’s hand. although his best friend was apposed to such skinship, he couldn’t help himself. taehyung truly did make him feel safe.
“taehyungssi,”
“taehyungssi,”
his driver cuts in. “we’ve arrived.”
quickly, taehyung gives jeongguk’s hand one last squeeze. he lets go and unbuckles his seatbelt. just as he’s opening the car door, someone grabs his arm.
“taehyungie? where are you going?”
quickly, taehyung gives jeongguk’s hand one last squeeze. he lets go and unbuckles his seatbelt. just as he’s opening the car door, someone grabs his arm.
“taehyungie? where are you going?”
jeongguk asks, voice groggy from sleep.
“i told you i’d make it right, so let me do that. i’m meeting him here, okay? you just go home.” he turns to jimin next, “just tell my driver your street and he’ll take you there. don’t worry about—“
“i wanna come with you.”
“i told you i’d make it right, so let me do that. i’m meeting him here, okay? you just go home.” he turns to jimin next, “just tell my driver your street and he’ll take you there. don’t worry about—“
“i wanna come with you.”
taehyung’s mouth hangs open, unsure how to easily let the hopeful boy down. luckily, that’s what jimin is for.
“no, what in the ever living fvck is going on in your mind, guk?! you can’t do that. come on, we’re going home,” he announces.
but jeongguk is adamant.
“no, what in the ever living fvck is going on in your mind, guk?! you can’t do that. come on, we’re going home,” he announces.
but jeongguk is adamant.
“no, we’re not. if i’m not there, he’s not gonna tell the truth. he’ll manipulate you and twist your words, making me the bad guy. please jiminie i have to do this.”
taehyung looks wearily at jimin, i mean he kinda does have a point.
“okay fine, but i’m coming too,” jimin says.
taehyung looks wearily at jimin, i mean he kinda does have a point.
“okay fine, but i’m coming too,” jimin says.
taehyung texts some people before heading inside
they get there first, jeongguk seated on the couch and jimin by his side, currently contemplating the twenty different ways to break namjoon’s face.
taehyung is pacing back a forth, a whole mess and half. the room is silent save for the shuffle of his feet, that is until
taehyung is pacing back a forth, a whole mess and half. the room is silent save for the shuffle of his feet, that is until
jimin declares he has an announcement.
“i have an idea!”
jeongguk doesn’t even look up from where his eyes are trained on the floor. jimin and his antics are nothing new to him.
“which would be…?” taehyung asks, still pacing.
“i have an idea!”
jeongguk doesn’t even look up from where his eyes are trained on the floor. jimin and his antics are nothing new to him.
“which would be…?” taehyung asks, still pacing.
“where does that door go to?” jimin questions while pointing to a closed door on the other side of the room.
taehyung stops pacing finally and turns to follow jimin’s finger. “oh, just to another meeting room. no one should be in there right now. why?”
taehyung stops pacing finally and turns to follow jimin’s finger. “oh, just to another meeting room. no one should be in there right now. why?”
making a split second executive decision, jimin grabs jeongguk by the wrist and pulls him off of the couch. “we’re gonna hide in there.”
jeongguk speaks up finally, prying his hand out of jimin’s grasp. “we are?!”
taehyung shoots them a look of confusion.
jeongguk speaks up finally, prying his hand out of jimin’s grasp. “we are?!”
taehyung shoots them a look of confusion.
“yeah, just so tae and he-who-shall-not-be-mentioned can start talking as if it’s just them two, and we can see how truthful he really is.”
jeongguk seems to start understanding, but taehyung isn’t buying it.
“we’ll come out later, don’t worry. trust me, this is a good idea.”
jeongguk seems to start understanding, but taehyung isn’t buying it.
“we’ll come out later, don’t worry. trust me, this is a good idea.”
“that’s what they all say,” taehyung mumbles under his breath.
before he has time to oppose, there’s a knock on the door. “tae? you in here?”
“shit,” taehyung curses. when he turns, jimin is already running towards the back door with jeongguk in tow. seems like he has no
before he has time to oppose, there’s a knock on the door. “tae? you in here?”
“shit,” taehyung curses. when he turns, jimin is already running towards the back door with jeongguk in tow. seems like he has no
choice now.
“yeah, one sec,” he calls out, ensuring that jimin and jeongguk were out of sight before he opens the door.
“hey, you wanted to talk?” namjoon asks. he smiles at the face of his friend, but when taehyung doesn’t smile back, he realizes now is not the time.
“yeah, one sec,” he calls out, ensuring that jimin and jeongguk were out of sight before he opens the door.
“hey, you wanted to talk?” namjoon asks. he smiles at the face of his friend, but when taehyung doesn’t smile back, he realizes now is not the time.
“yeah, come in,” taehyung says, words cold and tone placid.
stepping inside, namjoon surveys the room. it was eerily quiet and empty. he has a bad feeling about this. “what’s up, tae?”
shutting the door with a bit too much force, the elder flinches at the loudness.
stepping inside, namjoon surveys the room. it was eerily quiet and empty. he has a bad feeling about this. “what’s up, tae?”
shutting the door with a bit too much force, the elder flinches at the loudness.
he sees no point in meaningless banter, so taehyung gets right to the point. “do you know jeongguk?”
“what? no. i would have told you earlier if i did,” namjoon says cooly. “what’s this about?”
in the other room, jeongguk shivers at how easily his ex denies ever knowing him,
“what? no. i would have told you earlier if i did,” namjoon says cooly. “what’s this about?”
in the other room, jeongguk shivers at how easily his ex denies ever knowing him,
lying straight through his perfect teeth. those two years really meant nothing to him, huh? jeongguk’s eyes sting, throat burning, and heart clenched.
taehyung just sighs, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms, seemingly apathetic. we all know that’s not true, though.
taehyung just sighs, leaning against the wall and crossing his arms, seemingly apathetic. we all know that’s not true, though.
he cares, way more than he’d like to admit.
“hyung, i’m going to give you one more chance,” he says slowly, timed almost. “do you know jeongguk?”
for the first time since he’s stepped into the room, namjoon looks a bit frazzled. “taehyung—“
“hyung, i’m going to give you one more chance,” he says slowly, timed almost. “do you know jeongguk?”
for the first time since he’s stepped into the room, namjoon looks a bit frazzled. “taehyung—“
“no, don’t ‘taehyung’ me, tell me the truth.”
with a sigh, namjoon plops down onto the couch. he takes his face into his hands, elbows digging into his thighs. “why does it matter so much,” he asks. his words are quiter now, muffled by large hands.
with a sigh, namjoon plops down onto the couch. he takes his face into his hands, elbows digging into his thighs. “why does it matter so much,” he asks. his words are quiter now, muffled by large hands.
taehyung has to clench his jaw from lashing out. fingers balled into a tight fist, he tilts his head back.
“because,” he pauses. “because i think i like him.”
jimin has to cover jeongguk’s mouth to prevent the poor boy from blowing their cover. did he hear that properly?
“because,” he pauses. “because i think i like him.”
jimin has to cover jeongguk’s mouth to prevent the poor boy from blowing their cover. did he hear that properly?
namjoon’s demeanor visibly drops, shoulders slumping and head falling.
“you do?”
taehyung looks namjoon dead in the eyes when he responds confidently, “yes, i really do.”
and oh how jimin wishes he could see the look on namjoon’s face when he said that. he can just imagine
“you do?”
taehyung looks namjoon dead in the eyes when he responds confidently, “yes, i really do.”
and oh how jimin wishes he could see the look on namjoon’s face when he said that. he can just imagine
the pure dread of the realization that the man he liked had his eyes on someone else, that someone else being his own ex. how wonderfully sinister. he loved it; jimin ate that shit up.
“oh okay… why are you telling me this?” namjoon finally asks.
“oh okay… why are you telling me this?” namjoon finally asks.
“maybe i should be asking you that,” taehyung deadpans.
“tae, i really don’t—“
“why didn’t you tell me he’s your ex?”
the room goes silent. namjoon is at a loss for words, and taehyung has a surplus of them ready to go.
“tae, i really don’t—“
“why didn’t you tell me he’s your ex?”
the room goes silent. namjoon is at a loss for words, and taehyung has a surplus of them ready to go.
“why didn’t you tell me you manipulated the shit out of the poor kid and made him stop supporting me? and why didn’t you tell me you liked me? did you really do all this just because of a crush?”
taehyung takes a step forward with every question he throws like daggers his way.
taehyung takes a step forward with every question he throws like daggers his way.
pretty soon, he’s a mere few feet away from namjoon who looks baffled to say the least.
“answer me!”
slowly, namjoon stands. “tae… calm down—“
grabbing him by his shirt, taehyung snaps, “don’t tell me what to do! i’m not one of your boy toys! now answer me!”
“answer me!”
slowly, namjoon stands. “tae… calm down—“
grabbing him by his shirt, taehyung snaps, “don’t tell me what to do! i’m not one of your boy toys! now answer me!”
jimin silently cheers behind the door, hands itching to get a piece of the action. this time, it’s jeongguk who has to hold him back.
“so he told you?”
taehyung releases him from his grip, scoffing. “is that all you have to say?”
“so he told you?”
taehyung releases him from his grip, scoffing. “is that all you have to say?”
“and you believed him?”
wait, what? that wasn’t what taehyung was expecting him to say. stunned, he doesn’t respond.
“after all our years of friendship, after those late nights training together, crying over our dreams and not knowing if we’d ever make it, after last year-“
wait, what? that wasn’t what taehyung was expecting him to say. stunned, he doesn’t respond.
“after all our years of friendship, after those late nights training together, crying over our dreams and not knowing if we’d ever make it, after last year-“
“stop it,” taehyung says, taking a step back.
jeongguk freezes. what does he mean by ‘last year,’ and why did taehyung only cut him off there? something isn’t right here. someone’s not telling him everything.
“you believe /him/ over me?” namjoon presses, voice clearly hurt.
jeongguk freezes. what does he mean by ‘last year,’ and why did taehyung only cut him off there? something isn’t right here. someone’s not telling him everything.
“you believe /him/ over me?” namjoon presses, voice clearly hurt.
“you-you never gave me anything to believe! you didn’t tell me anything, nothing at all. what was i supposed to think?!” taehyung rambles, suddenly losing his composure.
jimin smells weakness. he’s ready to enter the battlefield, for bench warming was never his style.
jimin smells weakness. he’s ready to enter the battlefield, for bench warming was never his style.
“it’s true, he and i had a /thing/ for a bit, but that was so long ago. it didn’t mean anything.”
oh dear, jeongguk feels a tear escape past his lashes. there’s no stopping it now.
taehyung shakes his head, mind a mess. “no, it clearly must have been something if you made him
oh dear, jeongguk feels a tear escape past his lashes. there’s no stopping it now.
taehyung shakes his head, mind a mess. “no, it clearly must have been something if you made him
stop listening to my music. what were you, jealous?”
namjoon reaches out to still taehyung. his hand grabs onto the idol’s arm, pulling him down to sit.
“that was for you, taehyungie. he didn’t just listen to your music; he was borderline obsessed.”
namjoon reaches out to still taehyung. his hand grabs onto the idol’s arm, pulling him down to sit.
“that was for you, taehyungie. he didn’t just listen to your music; he was borderline obsessed.”
jimin has his hand on the doorknob. jeongguk can’t move.
“he knew everything you did, went everywhere you went, followed you like a puppy. it was unhealthy, for him and you. don’t you see that now?”
taehyung pulls away, standing back up. “no, you’re wrong! he was just
“he knew everything you did, went everywhere you went, followed you like a puppy. it was unhealthy, for him and you. don’t you see that now?”
taehyung pulls away, standing back up. “no, you’re wrong! he was just
a fan. they’re all like that, i mean that’s how they show they love and support me!”
namjoon clicks his tongue, sympathizing. “do you even hear yourself, tae? he was clearly a sasaeng. so i did what had to be done.”
“what did you do?” taehyung asks, voice thin and half of what
namjoon clicks his tongue, sympathizing. “do you even hear yourself, tae? he was clearly a sasaeng. so i did what had to be done.”
“what did you do?” taehyung asks, voice thin and half of what
it was when he first began.
“i got close to him to keep you safe.”
taehyung gasps, “no! that’s not—no! you dated him and played with his emotions just because you’re obsessed with me! you’ve got it all wrong, jeongguk’s not the sasaeng. you are.”
“i got close to him to keep you safe.”
taehyung gasps, “no! that’s not—no! you dated him and played with his emotions just because you’re obsessed with me! you’ve got it all wrong, jeongguk’s not the sasaeng. you are.”
“so what does that make you,” namjoon asks, voice suddenly dipping into something a bit deeper, a bit dangerous.
taehyung fumbles for words, “wh-what? what are you talking about?”
“if i’m just another crazy fan,” namjoon says, slowly standing. “that means you slept with one of
taehyung fumbles for words, “wh-what? what are you talking about?”
“if i’m just another crazy fan,” namjoon says, slowly standing. “that means you slept with one of
your fans, a crazy fan at that. and now,” he chuckles. “now you have a crush on another crazy fan. so tell me, kim taehyung. what does that make you?”
before the idol can even say a word, jimin’s bursting through the door.
“i’ll tell ya what that makes YOU, kim namjoon!
before the idol can even say a word, jimin’s bursting through the door.
“i’ll tell ya what that makes YOU, kim namjoon!
you lying, manipulative, scum bag, piece of shit!” he yells while storming over to the man.
in shock, namjoon doesn’t move an inch, making him an easy target for jimin’s small but powerful fist.
jeongguk stands in the doorway between the two rooms, between truth and lie,
in shock, namjoon doesn’t move an inch, making him an easy target for jimin’s small but powerful fist.
jeongguk stands in the doorway between the two rooms, between truth and lie,
between sincerity and doubt, between what could have been and what is.
the first punch hits hard, causing a loud sound to echo through the room—the room of lies. namjoon stumbles back but is quick to grab onto jimin’s collar and throw him onto the couch.
the first punch hits hard, causing a loud sound to echo through the room—the room of lies. namjoon stumbles back but is quick to grab onto jimin’s collar and throw him onto the couch.
the man has an extra 4 or so inches on him, but jimin has a whole two years of contempt and bottled up rage on him. needless to say, the fight is more than fair.
namjoon climbs on top of jimin, holding him down by his shoulders, but the younger is quick to knee him
namjoon climbs on top of jimin, holding him down by his shoulders, but the younger is quick to knee him
right in the groin. it’s only when a scream of pain rips through the cold air that jeongguk’s feet fly to action.
“get off! stop it! jimin, joon, PLEASE!”
“jeongguk?” namjoon calls out, sounding vulnerable for the first time all night. jimin seizes the opportunity to kick him
“get off! stop it! jimin, joon, PLEASE!”
“jeongguk?” namjoon calls out, sounding vulnerable for the first time all night. jimin seizes the opportunity to kick him
off, scratching the man repeatedly with his manicured claws.
pretty soon, they’re rolling off the couch and falling at taehyung’s feet.
taehyung, still stuck in place, taehyung with tear brimmed eyes and a heavy heart, just stands there. jeongguk pushes him aside to
pretty soon, they’re rolling off the couch and falling at taehyung’s feet.
taehyung, still stuck in place, taehyung with tear brimmed eyes and a heavy heart, just stands there. jeongguk pushes him aside to
try to pull jimin off of namjoon.
“both of you, please! jimin, you’re making him bleed!” he pleads, but to no avail.
with a pointy elbow, jimin pushes jeongguk away, causing him to run into taehyung, still standing right there.
“both of you, please! jimin, you’re making him bleed!” he pleads, but to no avail.
with a pointy elbow, jimin pushes jeongguk away, causing him to run into taehyung, still standing right there.
“taehyung,” he turns to the man. “please, do something!”
jeongguk shakes his arm vigorously, trying to snap him out of his daze. he doesn’t even blink.
before any of them realizes it, the door swings open.
“what the FVCK is going on here?!”
it’s yoongi.
jeongguk shakes his arm vigorously, trying to snap him out of his daze. he doesn’t even blink.
before any of them realizes it, the door swings open.
“what the FVCK is going on here?!”
it’s yoongi.
but jimin doesn’t stop. what’s a little midget looking guy in a sweater and glasses going to do to him?
taehyung doesn’t do anything either, and namjoon is currently getting pummeled, so all that’s left is jeongguk.
“i-i don’t know! please make them stop, sir!” he cries,
taehyung doesn’t do anything either, and namjoon is currently getting pummeled, so all that’s left is jeongguk.
“i-i don’t know! please make them stop, sir!” he cries,
running over to the small man in the hallway.
“jesus, i don’t get paid enough for this,” he mumbles under his breath while speed walking over to the two rolling about the floor.
small as he may look, this ‘yoongi’ guy sure knows what he’s doing. he pushes on jimin’s pressure
“jesus, i don’t get paid enough for this,” he mumbles under his breath while speed walking over to the two rolling about the floor.
small as he may look, this ‘yoongi’ guy sure knows what he’s doing. he pushes on jimin’s pressure
point right on his neck next to his adam apple, causing the male to go limp and fall over, giving him enough leverage to pull him off.
jeongguk shrieks in the background, quickly running over to attend to his passed out friend.
“what did you do?!” he cries, shaking jimin.
jeongguk shrieks in the background, quickly running over to attend to his passed out friend.
“what did you do?!” he cries, shaking jimin.
“oh relax, he’ll wake up in a bit. i just blocked his vagal nerve for a bit which caused his central nervous system to shut down. he’s not hurt or anything,” yoongi says calmly.
next, he attends to the mess that is kim namjoon.
“what did you get yourself into this time?”
next, he attends to the mess that is kim namjoon.
“what did you get yourself into this time?”
he asks while helping him up.
“nothing hyung…” he says lowly, voice cracking on the edges. “tae called me here to talk.”
finally acknowledging the last person in the room, yoongi looks up at taehyung who’s still standing there.
“nothing hyung…” he says lowly, voice cracking on the edges. “tae called me here to talk.”
finally acknowledging the last person in the room, yoongi looks up at taehyung who’s still standing there.
“taehyung, what is all this? for fvck’s sake, i could hear you guys from downstairs!”
when taehyung doesn’t answer, yoongi finally notices that he’s crying.
“this is namjoon’s fault, isn’t it?”
yoongi suddenly pulls his arms away from the man, causing him to fall back and hit
when taehyung doesn’t answer, yoongi finally notices that he’s crying.
“this is namjoon’s fault, isn’t it?”
yoongi suddenly pulls his arms away from the man, causing him to fall back and hit
his head on the floor. ouch, that must hurt.
jeongguk, ever the kind soul, rushes over. quickly, he turns him on his side, just so he doesn’t choke on his own blood. jeongguk wasn’t a trained eagle scout for nothing.
“joon, can you hear me? hyung?” jeongguk asks while tapping
jeongguk, ever the kind soul, rushes over. quickly, he turns him on his side, just so he doesn’t choke on his own blood. jeongguk wasn’t a trained eagle scout for nothing.
“joon, can you hear me? hyung?” jeongguk asks while tapping
on his cheek.
taehyung finally moves.
“get away from him,” his voice is stern, commanding.
“taehyung?” the youngest questions.
namjoon coughs as he tries to sit up. no one stops him.
taehyung finally moves.
“get away from him,” his voice is stern, commanding.
“taehyung?” the youngest questions.
namjoon coughs as he tries to sit up. no one stops him.
“you don’t deserve jeongguk. you don’t deserve me. but the one thing you do deserve,” taehyung says, standing over him. “is all this pain you’re feeling right now. think about it as a taste of your own medicine for all the pain you caused in our lives.”
yoongi speaks up now,
yoongi speaks up now,
words careful and slow. “did he tell you finally?”
“you knew?” taehyung asks, stunned.
yoongi sighs, looking over at namjoon then back at taehyung. “yeah, i did. i was the one who made them break up after all. i thought that would be the end, but that obviously isn’t the case.”
“you knew?” taehyung asks, stunned.
yoongi sighs, looking over at namjoon then back at taehyung. “yeah, i did. i was the one who made them break up after all. i thought that would be the end, but that obviously isn’t the case.”
“b-but joon hyung broke up with me on his own, i thought? he said he didn’t love me anymore and well, it was pretty believable,” jeongguk says in the tiniest voice possible. he can’t even make eye contact with yoongi.
“oh kid,” the eldest breathes out, patting his hand gently.
“oh kid,” the eldest breathes out, patting his hand gently.
“if i didn’t stop him, you guys would still be together and he would still have control over you. a thank you would be appreciated.”
namjoon stays silent which angers taehyung.
“say something, fvck face,” he spits.
namjoon stays silent which angers taehyung.
“say something, fvck face,” he spits.
“this wasn’t supposed to happen this way,” he says shakily. “i-i thought you liked me back. i thought we were in love, tae.”
scoffing, taehyung rolls his eyes as he responds, “you got all that from one night together? i was hurt and in a bad place. you used that against me.”
scoffing, taehyung rolls his eyes as he responds, “you got all that from one night together? i was hurt and in a bad place. you used that against me.”
“no, not just then,” namjoon continues. “the years before that, our trainee days. i thought you knew…”
jeongguk feels smaller than ever. he was just a pawn in their game. god, how he wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear right now.
jeongguk feels smaller than ever. he was just a pawn in their game. god, how he wanted to curl up into a ball and disappear right now.
“knew what?” taehyung asks, looking over at yoongi for signs of an answer.
“joonie here has been in love with you since he joined the company. he thought you loved him as well, and frankly, so did i,” yoongi confesses.
“wait, what?”
“joonie here has been in love with you since he joined the company. he thought you loved him as well, and frankly, so did i,” yoongi confesses.
“wait, what?”
“it really did seem that way, i mean even seokjin hyung caught on to it. why else do you think you guys were always roommates?”
taehyung is at a loss for words. never once did he think this would be his fault. did he really lead him on all this time?
oh no, now he feels bad.
taehyung is at a loss for words. never once did he think this would be his fault. did he really lead him on all this time?
oh no, now he feels bad.
“did i… did i give you the wrong idea?” he asks, turning to face namjoon. his voice is quiet for the first time since the big fight.
“yeah, you most definitely did, but then yoongi hyung set me straight.”
taehyung is confused. he looks to his manager for answers.
“yeah, you most definitely did, but then yoongi hyung set me straight.”
taehyung is confused. he looks to his manager for answers.
“i told him as soon as i realized it myself, but by then it was already too late. he was already dating jeongguk here, so that’s when i made him end it.”
taehyung stares deep into jeongguk’s eyes. he feels a stab of guilt rip through his heart, tearing it to pieces.
taehyung stares deep into jeongguk’s eyes. he feels a stab of guilt rip through his heart, tearing it to pieces.
he did this to him. everything he went through, all the hurt, all the lies, betrayal, manipulation: all his fault.
“i’m so—“ his voice breaks. “i’m so sorry, jeonggukie.”
taehyung can’t help the way his words go watery, a sob unfurling deep within his chest. his knees buckle
“i’m so—“ his voice breaks. “i’m so sorry, jeonggukie.”
taehyung can’t help the way his words go watery, a sob unfurling deep within his chest. his knees buckle
and he falls to the ground crying. jeongguk instantly comes over to comfort him.
“no, please don’t cry taehyungie. i don’t blame you. don’t cry.”
with his arms wrapped around taehyung’s shaking frame, jeongguk turns to face yoongi and namjoon.
“no, please don’t cry taehyungie. i don’t blame you. don’t cry.”
with his arms wrapped around taehyung’s shaking frame, jeongguk turns to face yoongi and namjoon.
“i don’t,” he stops to take a deep breath. “i don’t blame you either. this whole mess was caused by misunderstandings pilled up on more misunderstandings. we all should have communicated better i guess…”
jimin is rolling in his metaphorical sleep induced grave.
jimin is rolling in his metaphorical sleep induced grave.
“this isn’t on you though, jeongguk. you’re right in that we all played a part in it, but that ‘we’ doesn’t include you,” yoongi says.
frustrated, he runs his hands through his hair. “i’m the eldest here, and i’m also tae’s manager. i should have controlled the situation better,
frustrated, he runs his hands through his hair. “i’m the eldest here, and i’m also tae’s manager. i should have controlled the situation better,
and for that i’m truly sorry,” he continues.
taehyung sniffles quietly with his face still hidden. he can’t bring himself to speak.
“taehyung-ah, i don’t think i should be your manager anymore. i failed in my duties, and i cant bear to see you like this knowing it’s my fault.”
taehyung sniffles quietly with his face still hidden. he can’t bring himself to speak.
“taehyung-ah, i don’t think i should be your manager anymore. i failed in my duties, and i cant bear to see you like this knowing it’s my fault.”
with a small voice, taehyung cries, “hyungie, no… don’t go. i-i need you. you can’t leave me too.”
taehyung’s world is crashing down around him. people who he thought would never betray his trust did exactly the opposite. nothing is what it seemed to be. everything has
taehyung’s world is crashing down around him. people who he thought would never betray his trust did exactly the opposite. nothing is what it seemed to be. everything has
changed. was it always like this? was his life always one big lie?
“i don’t know what i’ll do without you,” he sobs, harder than ever.
jeongguk lets go of the idol and allows him to embrace yoongi instead.
what a royal mess, he thinks.
“i don’t know what i’ll do without you,” he sobs, harder than ever.
jeongguk lets go of the idol and allows him to embrace yoongi instead.
what a royal mess, he thinks.
now that yoongi is dealing with taehyung and jimin is passed out, jeongguk looks over at namjoon.
his ex only stares back, a plethora of words at the tip of their tongues, years of unspoken thoughts, ready to be said.
“i’m sorry,” they both say at the same time.
his ex only stares back, a plethora of words at the tip of their tongues, years of unspoken thoughts, ready to be said.
“i’m sorry,” they both say at the same time.
namjoon is taken aback. “what are you apologizing for?!”
jeongguk smiles, a sad small and barely-there smile. “honestly,” he says, voice hollow. “i’m saying sorry to myself. i knew you were bad for me, yet i still hung in there. also, sorry to you too, ‘cause i couldn’t give
jeongguk smiles, a sad small and barely-there smile. “honestly,” he says, voice hollow. “i’m saying sorry to myself. i knew you were bad for me, yet i still hung in there. also, sorry to you too, ‘cause i couldn’t give
you want you wanted. and well, sorry for being so obssesed with another guy while we were dating.”
taehyung interjects, ready to tell him off, but jeongguk doesn’t let him.
“in hindsight, regardless of what your intentions were, that isn’t how anyone in a relationship should
taehyung interjects, ready to tell him off, but jeongguk doesn’t let him.
“in hindsight, regardless of what your intentions were, that isn’t how anyone in a relationship should
act. just as i was an obstacle between you and taehyung, as were you for me. you were like a substitute almost.”
jeongguk laughs, not happily, not sadly, but just laughs for the hell of it. “crazy how in actuality, we were both after the same guy, yet we were with each other.”
jeongguk laughs, not happily, not sadly, but just laughs for the hell of it. “crazy how in actuality, we were both after the same guy, yet we were with each other.”
“well,” namjoon says, rising to his feet. his legs wobble, and he grips his side due to the aftermath of jimin’s fury, but he stands nonetheless. “you win, jeongguk. tae likes you, not me, and i gotta accept that. so i’m just…” he points to the door. “i’m just gonna go.”
“namjoon,” yoongi calls out, tone grave. “we still have to talk about this. don’t think you can get away that easily.”
namjoon scratches the back of his head, sighing loudly. “yeah, i know. but let’s not do it in front of them… they’ve been through enough. i’ve done enough.”
namjoon scratches the back of his head, sighing loudly. “yeah, i know. but let’s not do it in front of them… they’ve been through enough. i’ve done enough.”
yoongi nods in agreement, and pretty soon he’s getting up too.
“hyungie! where are you going?” taehyung asks, eyes big and red.
“you two should talk,” he looks over at jimin passed out. “well, you guys and him. he should wake up soon anyways.”
taehyung is quick to grab onto
“hyungie! where are you going?” taehyung asks, eyes big and red.
“you two should talk,” he looks over at jimin passed out. “well, you guys and him. he should wake up soon anyways.”
taehyung is quick to grab onto
his arm, stilling the elder.
“are you actually quitting?!” his voice is desperate, pleading almost.
yoongi gives him a look of sympathy as he gently pulls his arm away. “let’s talk more later, okay? for now, i’m going to leave, but not forever. don’t worry.”
“are you actually quitting?!” his voice is desperate, pleading almost.
yoongi gives him a look of sympathy as he gently pulls his arm away. “let’s talk more later, okay? for now, i’m going to leave, but not forever. don’t worry.”
“okay…” taehyung responds uneasily. he takes a step back and watches namjoon walk out the door followed by his manager.
and then it’s silent. and then it’s just him and jeongguk (and jimin, but does he even count at this point?). and then it’s just two broken boys,
and then it’s silent. and then it’s just him and jeongguk (and jimin, but does he even count at this point?). and then it’s just two broken boys,
hearts both telling the same tale of pain, of lies and deception.
so much to say, yet nothing comes out of their mouths.
and well, they do say actions speak louder than words, so that’s how they end up in each other’s arms, a hug more meaningful than anything they could say.
so much to say, yet nothing comes out of their mouths.
and well, they do say actions speak louder than words, so that’s how they end up in each other’s arms, a hug more meaningful than anything they could say.
silently, taehyung reaches into jeongguk’s jacket and pulls out the headband. with a watery smile, he puts it on the younger’s head.
“let’s go?” he asks, hands still cupped around his neck.
jeongguk looks down bashfully, “yeah, but help me with jimin?”
laughing, taehyung nods.
“let’s go?” he asks, hands still cupped around his neck.
jeongguk looks down bashfully, “yeah, but help me with jimin?”
laughing, taehyung nods.
jimin wakes up alone and scared (he has the best meme game, let’s be real)
“don’t you have somewhere to be? someone worrying about you i mean.” taehyung asks, sitting on his couch.
well, one of his many couches. over his years of being an idol, he’s accumulated quite a collection of apartments and places to crash when papparizzi won’t leave him alone.
well, one of his many couches. over his years of being an idol, he’s accumulated quite a collection of apartments and places to crash when papparizzi won’t leave him alone.
he decided to take jeongguk here since he ran the risk of exposing both him and jeongguk if they went to the younger’s house. carrying jimin to the elevator and passing the lobbyist was quite the feat, but they managed.
when they finally made it upstairs to his apartment,
when they finally made it upstairs to his apartment,
they dropped jimin off in taehyung’s guest room and collapsed on the bright orange couch in the living room.
the day was way too long, way too exhausting, both emotionally and physically. what they needed was sleep, which involved jeongguk sleeping with—no—at taehyung’s place.
the day was way too long, way too exhausting, both emotionally and physically. what they needed was sleep, which involved jeongguk sleeping with—no—at taehyung’s place.
“nah, i don’t rly have anyone else in my life except jiminie,” jeongguk responds nonchalantly. he throws his head back and slumps onto the couch.
“oh wait,” he chuckles. “that sounds so depressing!”
taehyung turns his head, still leaning against the cushions.
“oh wait,” he chuckles. “that sounds so depressing!”
taehyung turns his head, still leaning against the cushions.
“that’s alright, my life is pretty depressing too.”
and jeongguk just has to get up at that, instantly straightening up to object, “what?! no way. you-you’re kim taehyung! how in the world is your life depressing in any way, shape, or form?”
and jeongguk just has to get up at that, instantly straightening up to object, “what?! no way. you-you’re kim taehyung! how in the world is your life depressing in any way, shape, or form?”
“well…okay,” he sighs. “depressing is the wrong word. it’s just… no one ever told me how lonely it is up here. and i mean, i thought i had friends, but as you just saw first hand, that’s not entirely true either.”
jeongguk wants to hug him again, so he does.
jeongguk wants to hug him again, so he does.
“everyone has alterior motives. it makes you second guess everything.”
snuggling closer, the younger throws his leg over taehyung, who doesn’t argue one bit. the idol runs his hand up and down jeongguk’s thigh as he speaks, totally at ease. the room reeks of domesticity.
snuggling closer, the younger throws his leg over taehyung, who doesn’t argue one bit. the idol runs his hand up and down jeongguk’s thigh as he speaks, totally at ease. the room reeks of domesticity.
“if i’m being honest, you’re the first person i feel i can trust entirely without second thought. looking back on it, i never fully trusted namjoon or yoongi… there always was that voice in the back of my head, you know?”
jeongguk sighs, loud and meaningful. oh did he know.
jeongguk sighs, loud and meaningful. oh did he know.
“yeah, trust me i do. ever since namjoon i’ve had horrible trust issues,” he says while playing with taehyung’s necklace.
it was a simple piece of jewelry: a silver chain with a small chanel pendant, but even then it looked gorgeous on the man. to be honest, anything would look
it was a simple piece of jewelry: a silver chain with a small chanel pendant, but even then it looked gorgeous on the man. to be honest, anything would look
incredible on taehyung.
lost in thought, a question bubbles to the surface of his mind, itching to be asked.
“taehyung?”
“yeah?”
“when did you and namjoon… um… you know…”
lost in thought, a question bubbles to the surface of his mind, itching to be asked.
“taehyung?”
“yeah?”
“when did you and namjoon… um… you know…”
taehyung’s hand stops moving.
“um… oh wow i don’t know, i haven’t thought about it in so long. gimme a sec,” he says slowly.
so jeongguk does just that, waiting patiently. his fingers can’t help but increase in speed as he fiddles with the chain, growing nervous by the second.
“um… oh wow i don’t know, i haven’t thought about it in so long. gimme a sec,” he says slowly.
so jeongguk does just that, waiting patiently. his fingers can’t help but increase in speed as he fiddles with the chain, growing nervous by the second.
“maybe like near the end of 2017…? wait, wait, yeah. it was on my birthday. that was an especially rough year for me. you stopped showing up and i started questioning my decision to become an idol. i dunno how to explain it, but my heart didn’t beat the same way anymore.”
and jeongguk’s heart? currently dropping to the bottom of his chest.
“so… december 30th, 2017?” he asks once more.
taehyung chuckles, “well if you wanna be specific about it, sure. why do you ask?”
“so… december 30th, 2017?” he asks once more.
taehyung chuckles, “well if you wanna be specific about it, sure. why do you ask?”
december 30th 2017 was a cold night.
jeongguk had gotten into yet another argument with namjoon over you guessed it—taehyung.
all he wanted was to post a birthday wish, to display the heartfelt letter he spent hours writing out for the idol, pouring out his emotions onto paper.
jeongguk had gotten into yet another argument with namjoon over you guessed it—taehyung.
all he wanted was to post a birthday wish, to display the heartfelt letter he spent hours writing out for the idol, pouring out his emotions onto paper.
but namjoon just wasn’t having it, snatched his phone and the letter and went right through the front door and into the fierce winter wind.
jeongggk waited and waited for him to come back, pacing back and forth around their apartment while trying to come up with a proper
jeongggk waited and waited for him to come back, pacing back and forth around their apartment while trying to come up with a proper
apology. but it’s so hard to apologize when you don’t even know what you did wrong.
eventually, the exhausted boy falls asleep at the dining table, a new letter just for namjoon under his head.
and now, after all this time, jeongguk finally knows where namjoon was.
eventually, the exhausted boy falls asleep at the dining table, a new letter just for namjoon under his head.
and now, after all this time, jeongguk finally knows where namjoon was.
“we were,” jeongguk pauses, trying to collect himself so he doesn’t cry like a baby. “we were still together, and i uh, still remember that night really well.”
taehyung quickly turns to face jeongguk, the motion accidentally jerking the necklace out of his hands.
taehyung quickly turns to face jeongguk, the motion accidentally jerking the necklace out of his hands.
“you were?! so he cheated on you with me?” taehyung asks incredulously. he can’t believe this.
with nothing to do, jeongguk’s hands drop to his lap. in a sad voice he responds, “yeah, i guess so.”
“oh jeonggukie, i’m so sorry,” taehyung coos, pulling the boy closer.
with nothing to do, jeongguk’s hands drop to his lap. in a sad voice he responds, “yeah, i guess so.”
“oh jeonggukie, i’m so sorry,” taehyung coos, pulling the boy closer.
head buried in taehyung’s chest, he’s basically entirely in taehyung’s lap now.
“we fought that night,” he says, words muffled. “over you—how ironic. i-i wanted to wish you happy birthday, so i wrote this letter and i—“
“wait,” taehyung stops him, suddenly pulling away.
“we fought that night,” he says, words muffled. “over you—how ironic. i-i wanted to wish you happy birthday, so i wrote this letter and i—“
“wait,” taehyung stops him, suddenly pulling away.
“a letter? was it written on pink construction paper with stickers all over it by chance?”
shocked, jeongguk looks up. “yeah, it was, how did you—“
“oh my god, i had no idea.”
shocked, jeongguk looks up. “yeah, it was, how did you—“
“oh my god, i had no idea.”
“you’re confusing me,” jeongguk comments, eyebrows furrowing.
“namjoon gave it to me—said something about how a fan left it at the company. the name at the bottom was scratched out, so i never knew who it was from.”
jeongguk pauses, mind thrown for a loop. wait, was namjoon
“namjoon gave it to me—said something about how a fan left it at the company. the name at the bottom was scratched out, so i never knew who it was from.”
jeongguk pauses, mind thrown for a loop. wait, was namjoon
really not that bad of a guy? or were there ulterior motives at play here?
“so we read it together, and as stupid as it sounds, i started crying. he comforted me and let me vent to him about everything and anything. i was a mess, and he was… he was just there,” he continues.
“so we read it together, and as stupid as it sounds, i started crying. he comforted me and let me vent to him about everything and anything. i was a mess, and he was… he was just there,” he continues.
“that’s how we ended up in bed together. that night was an emotional blur, and i woke up confused and disoriented as hell.”
jeongguk doesn’t say a word.
taehyung sighs, “jeongukkie, i really didn’t know. i’m so sorry.”
jeongguk doesn’t say a word.
taehyung sighs, “jeongukkie, i really didn’t know. i’m so sorry.”
“stop apologizing!” the younger whines, looking up into taehyung’s eyes. his body was curled up in the idol’s lap, and taehyung held him there, close to his heart. they exchanged body heat, feeling warm and content for the first time in years.
everything just felt so right.
everything just felt so right.
“stop saying sorry for things that aren’t you fault!”
taehyung smiles. wow, he’s adorable.
“or what?” he challenges, scrunching his nose.
jeongguk pouts, “or else i’ll make you shut up!”
“how?” taehyung asks, leaning in daringly.
taehyung smiles. wow, he’s adorable.
“or what?” he challenges, scrunching his nose.
jeongguk pouts, “or else i’ll make you shut up!”
“how?” taehyung asks, leaning in daringly.
sitting up a bit to reach taehyung’s level, jeongguk swings his leg around to properly straddle the elder.
“you know…” he mumbles, suddenly shy at the compromising position he was in. taehyung’s proximity wasn’t helping either.
slowly, taehyung glides his hands down jeongguk’s
“you know…” he mumbles, suddenly shy at the compromising position he was in. taehyung’s proximity wasn’t helping either.
slowly, taehyung glides his hands down jeongguk’s
torso, finally settling on his petite waist. he squeezes lightly with a playful touch.
“no, i really don’t. care to show me?”
inching closer, taehyung’s lips curl into a smirk. jeongguk turns his head away while blushing madly.
“taehyungie! quit it!”
“no, i really don’t. care to show me?”
inching closer, taehyung’s lips curl into a smirk. jeongguk turns his head away while blushing madly.
“taehyungie! quit it!”
“quit what, jeongguk,” he asks, dancing his fingers over the male’s sides.
on command, the poor boy convulses, squirming under taehyung’s touch. “stop! i’m ticklish!”
their foreheads butt together as jeongguk laughs, and taehyung can’t help but join in.
on command, the poor boy convulses, squirming under taehyung’s touch. “stop! i’m ticklish!”
their foreheads butt together as jeongguk laughs, and taehyung can’t help but join in.
stilling his flailing arms and finally letting jeongguk free, taehyung grabs his arms and pulls them close to his chest. their noses brush against one another, and the two share a delicate eskimo kiss.
“so, how are you gonna—“
and jeongguk shuts him up with an actual kiss.
“so, how are you gonna—“
and jeongguk shuts him up with an actual kiss.
*NSFW WARNING*
skip if needed!
skip if needed!
in the spur of the moment, taehyung forgets to close his eyes, but as his lips grow accustomed to the soft push and pull of jeongguk, they flutter shut blissfully.
jeongguk leans into the kiss, causing taehyung to fall back against the couch. grounding his knees on the cushions,
jeongguk leans into the kiss, causing taehyung to fall back against the couch. grounding his knees on the cushions,
jeongguk puts more force into it, bringing his hands up to wrap around the elder’s neck.
pretty soon soft pecks turn into passionate kisses, and jeongguk easily parts his lips for taehyung’s bold tongue.
following his streak of bravery, taehyung’s hands explore jeongguk’s
pretty soon soft pecks turn into passionate kisses, and jeongguk easily parts his lips for taehyung’s bold tongue.
following his streak of bravery, taehyung’s hands explore jeongguk’s
body freely, stopping only to pull the leather jacket off of the male’s toned arms.
once the pesky barrier is gone, his fingers slip under the thin fabric, the warmth radiating off of jeongguk instantly pulling him closer like a magnet.
blunt nails scrape across the younger’s
once the pesky barrier is gone, his fingers slip under the thin fabric, the warmth radiating off of jeongguk instantly pulling him closer like a magnet.
blunt nails scrape across the younger’s
lower back as he arches with the press of taehyung’s cold fingers. the more he preens, the deeper their kisses become.
with a practiced skill, taehyung pulls jeongguk’s lower lip forward with his teeth. the younger releases a high pitched whine at the sting of pain
with a practiced skill, taehyung pulls jeongguk’s lower lip forward with his teeth. the younger releases a high pitched whine at the sting of pain
that spreads like wildfire through his body, slowly morphing into pleasure.
encouraged by his downright adorable sounds, taehyung roughly pulls jeongguk closer, causing their crotches to brush against one another. the pressure is borderline painful, what with the
encouraged by his downright adorable sounds, taehyung roughly pulls jeongguk closer, causing their crotches to brush against one another. the pressure is borderline painful, what with the
unsatisfactory friction of denim on denim.
screw denim; jeongguk wanted taehyung’s hands all over him.
a grunt slips past taehyung’s lips when he pulls away briefly, the weight of jeongguk on his half-hard definitely not helping his composure right now.
screw denim; jeongguk wanted taehyung’s hands all over him.
a grunt slips past taehyung’s lips when he pulls away briefly, the weight of jeongguk on his half-hard definitely not helping his composure right now.
“can we take this to the bedroom?” he says with a husky voice.
jeongguk has dreamt of that exact tone for years now. this is all so surreal. he must be dreaming.
“yes please,” he moans back, rushing forward to kiss him once more.
jeongguk has dreamt of that exact tone for years now. this is all so surreal. he must be dreaming.
“yes please,” he moans back, rushing forward to kiss him once more.
desperate as ever, their mouths move sloppily as jeongguk continues to grind down onto taehyung.
as a stern warning, the idol slaps his ass to which jeongguk only mewls for more. this wasn’t working. he needed to be more assertive.
so that’s how he ends up picking jeongguk up
as a stern warning, the idol slaps his ass to which jeongguk only mewls for more. this wasn’t working. he needed to be more assertive.
so that’s how he ends up picking jeongguk up
in one swift motion, startling the younger into quickly grabbing onto his shoulders for dear life.
with a chuckle, taehyung playfully bounces jeongguk twice before walking around the couch.
“for fvck’s sake! my dick, dude! cut it out!” jeongguk yells, clearly in pain.
with a chuckle, taehyung playfully bounces jeongguk twice before walking around the couch.
“for fvck’s sake! my dick, dude! cut it out!” jeongguk yells, clearly in pain.
taehyung taps the whining baby on his ass as he walks down the hallway to his room. “oh don’t worry, jeonggukie. i’ll take /great/ care of your dick tonight,” he sing-songs.
before they know it, taehyung’s slamming jeongguk against the wall, jovial manner suddenly gone.
before they know it, taehyung’s slamming jeongguk against the wall, jovial manner suddenly gone.
“lemme take care of you,” taehyung mumbles as he leans in, latching his lips to jeongguk’s neck.
“o-okay,” he breathes out, tipping his head back as he releases a drawn out moan.
the grip of taehyung’s hands on the undersides of his thighs tightens with every sound that escapes
“o-okay,” he breathes out, tipping his head back as he releases a drawn out moan.
the grip of taehyung’s hands on the undersides of his thighs tightens with every sound that escapes
from jeongguk’s sinful mouth. pretty soon his nails dig into the male’s skin once more, which only prompts for even more noises to come tumbling out on demand.
“tae-hah-hyung!” he calls out as the idol sucks harshly on the same abused area, marking him as his own.
“tae-hah-hyung!” he calls out as the idol sucks harshly on the same abused area, marking him as his own.
“please, more! i need more!” he whines, kicking his feet petulantly like a child.
taehyung finally pulls back, releasing the stained skin with a loud suction sound.
“already? don’t you think we’re going a bit fast?”
taehyung finally pulls back, releasing the stained skin with a loud suction sound.
“already? don’t you think we’re going a bit fast?”
jeongguk only whines more at this, eyes sparkly and lips pulled into a convincing pout. “please, you owe me this, taehyungie,” he reasons.
and damn, call it blackmail, (which we all know jeongguk is a mastermind at) but whatever it is, it’s working.
“okay okay, but no more
and damn, call it blackmail, (which we all know jeongguk is a mastermind at) but whatever it is, it’s working.
“okay okay, but no more
pouting!” taehyung teases, spinning them around. “you’re too cute, ‘s not fair,” he finishes, slowly placing jeongguk on the bed.
with an absolutely adorable scrunch of his nose, jeongguk plays along, “not my fault i was born this cute. just like it’s not your fault you were
with an absolutely adorable scrunch of his nose, jeongguk plays along, “not my fault i was born this cute. just like it’s not your fault you were
born that hot. but you don’t see me blaming you, huh?”
taehyung smiles now, leaning down in between jeongguk’s legs. back when he hit the mattress, the younger’s long messy hair flew all over the place. naturally, taehyung reaches out to fix it.
taehyung smiles now, leaning down in between jeongguk’s legs. back when he hit the mattress, the younger’s long messy hair flew all over the place. naturally, taehyung reaches out to fix it.
with the utmost care, he pushes jeongguk’s bangs behind his ear, all the while staring at the boy with all the love in his heart.
jeongguk nuzzles into the touch, closing his eyes and relishing in the delicate press of taehyung’s fingers in his hair.
jeongguk nuzzles into the touch, closing his eyes and relishing in the delicate press of taehyung’s fingers in his hair.
when his forehead is finally revealed, taehyung leans down to gently kiss him there.
“i may be hot, but i’ve got nothing on you. you’re not only cute, but also the sweetest most innocent person i’ve ever met. you’re selfless and care about everyone around you, which is something
“i may be hot, but i’ve got nothing on you. you’re not only cute, but also the sweetest most innocent person i’ve ever met. you’re selfless and care about everyone around you, which is something
i deeply admire. jeongguk, you are something else,” taehyung whispers as he kisses him slowly on the lips.
jeongguk can’t help but smile, wrapping his arms around taehyung’s hovering torso.
when things get heated once more, taehyung pulls away shortly to take his shirt off.
jeongguk can’t help but smile, wrapping his arms around taehyung’s hovering torso.
when things get heated once more, taehyung pulls away shortly to take his shirt off.
jeongguk doesn’t even have time to gawk, because within seconds he’s back, lips now traveling along his stomach. cold hands push his shirt up, exposing more and more of his skin, which taehyung eagerly kisses.
the younger was all short breaths and quiet whines until taehyung
the younger was all short breaths and quiet whines until taehyung
reaches his nipples. that, my friends, is when all hell breaks loose.
“taehyungie—!” he half-yells, head thrown back and fingers gripping the sheets.
the idol only smiles, commenting curtly, “didn’t realize you were that sensitive.”
ever the sadist, taehyung continues his
“taehyungie—!” he half-yells, head thrown back and fingers gripping the sheets.
the idol only smiles, commenting curtly, “didn’t realize you were that sensitive.”
ever the sadist, taehyung continues his
ministrations, heeding not to the torrent of sounds spilling from jeongguk’s wide open mouth.
maybe taehyung doesn’t mind, but jimin sure does.
“EW NO! NOT HERE, NOT NOW!” he scolds, standing in the doorway with his hands on his hips.
well i did say all hell breaks loose.
maybe taehyung doesn’t mind, but jimin sure does.
“EW NO! NOT HERE, NOT NOW!” he scolds, standing in the doorway with his hands on his hips.
well i did say all hell breaks loose.
“jimin?! you woke up!” jeongguk exclaims, a little too excitedly for just being rudely interrupted.
taehyung was right, he truly is too nice.
quickly, taehyung gets off of jeongguk, allowing the younger to spring forward and pull jimin into a tight hug.
“are you okay? how do
taehyung was right, he truly is too nice.
quickly, taehyung gets off of jeongguk, allowing the younger to spring forward and pull jimin into a tight hug.
“are you okay? how do
you feel?” he asks.
jimin pries jeongguk’s hands off of him, clearly still upset. “oh ya know, like i just passed out into another dimension by a really hot guy,” he turns to taehyung who is currently putting his shirt on. “by the way, you need to give me his digits.
jimin pries jeongguk’s hands off of him, clearly still upset. “oh ya know, like i just passed out into another dimension by a really hot guy,” he turns to taehyung who is currently putting his shirt on. “by the way, you need to give me his digits.
you most definitely owe me.”
jeongguk only laughs at this, but then jimin continues ranting. “besides that though, i feel utterly disgusted and violated for having to hear AND witness a sex tape between my celebrity crush and my best friend, so thanks for that,” he huffs.
jeongguk only laughs at this, but then jimin continues ranting. “besides that though, i feel utterly disgusted and violated for having to hear AND witness a sex tape between my celebrity crush and my best friend, so thanks for that,” he huffs.
embarrassed, jeongguk’s cheeks go bright red. “jiminie! we weren’t—“
“oh, save it! i’ve heard enough,” he declares, turning his head away dramatically.
fully dressed now, taehyung steps forward. with a smirk tugging at his lips he questions, “so wait, i’m your celebrity crush?”
“oh, save it! i’ve heard enough,” he declares, turning his head away dramatically.
fully dressed now, taehyung steps forward. with a smirk tugging at his lips he questions, “so wait, i’m your celebrity crush?”
jimin is annoyed.
“that wasn’t the point of that statement! were you even listening?”
taehyung, defiant as ever, wraps his arm around jeongguk’s waist and pulls him close, right in front of jimin.
“oh, i sure was. but honestly, if anyone should be upset, it’s me.”
“that wasn’t the point of that statement! were you even listening?”
taehyung, defiant as ever, wraps his arm around jeongguk’s waist and pulls him close, right in front of jimin.
“oh, i sure was. but honestly, if anyone should be upset, it’s me.”
jimin scoffs.
“you’re such a cock block, dude,” taehyung states matter-of-factly.
grabbing onto his best friends arm, jimin rips jeongguk out of taehyung’s hold. “and you’re such a inconsiderate ass-wipe, /dude/. i can’t believe i ever wanted to rail you,” he says with a sigh.
“you’re such a cock block, dude,” taehyung states matter-of-factly.
grabbing onto his best friends arm, jimin rips jeongguk out of taehyung’s hold. “and you’re such a inconsiderate ass-wipe, /dude/. i can’t believe i ever wanted to rail you,” he says with a sigh.
taehyung laughs as he walks past the two, “trust me /dude/, it would’ve been the other way.”
he exits the room and heads over to the kitchen to get a glass of water. all that sex-taping making as jimin called it sure was tiring.
jeongguk follows behind him, his best friend
he exits the room and heads over to the kitchen to get a glass of water. all that sex-taping making as jimin called it sure was tiring.
jeongguk follows behind him, his best friend
nagging him all the while.
without a word, taehyung spins around to give jeongguk a glass.
“oh, thanks,” he responds slowly while sipping the water.
“no problem,” taehyung hums before pecking him quickly on the lips.
jimin gags in the background.
without a word, taehyung spins around to give jeongguk a glass.
“oh, thanks,” he responds slowly while sipping the water.
“no problem,” taehyung hums before pecking him quickly on the lips.
jimin gags in the background.
“gross,” he groans. “so when are we leaving, guk?”
jeongguk, lost in taehyung’s eyes, doesn’t even hear jimin’s question. how did this all happen? how was he so lucky?
“earth to jeongguk! helloooo?”
blinking rapidly, he snaps back to life. “sorry, what did you say?”
jeongguk, lost in taehyung’s eyes, doesn’t even hear jimin’s question. how did this all happen? how was he so lucky?
“earth to jeongguk! helloooo?”
blinking rapidly, he snaps back to life. “sorry, what did you say?”
“goodness gracious, y’all are both helpless,” jimin whines. “i said, when are we leaving? no offense tae, it’s been great and all, but we should really get going. guk and i have class tomorrow.”
taehyung looks at jimin, then back at jeongguk.
“do you really have to go?”
taehyung looks at jimin, then back at jeongguk.
“do you really have to go?”
jeongguk pouts. this was hard.
“yeah, jimin’s right. today was a dream, but we gotta go back to the real world now.”
his heart clenches, and taehyung suddenly feels sad all over again. “i don’t want this to be the last time i see you,” he says softly.
“yeah, jimin’s right. today was a dream, but we gotta go back to the real world now.”
his heart clenches, and taehyung suddenly feels sad all over again. “i don’t want this to be the last time i see you,” he says softly.
“me neither,” jeongguk sighs. “but we have to face reality now.”
“okay… but wait! give me your phone,” taehyung commands with an outstretched hand.
cautiously, jeongguk reaches into his pocket and pulls it out, unlocking it first. “here,” he says while placing it in taehyung’s
“okay… but wait! give me your phone,” taehyung commands with an outstretched hand.
cautiously, jeongguk reaches into his pocket and pulls it out, unlocking it first. “here,” he says while placing it in taehyung’s
palm.
with deft fingers, taehyung types away, then hands it back.
“now you have my number. call me when you don’t have class, and i’ll try to free my schedule for you.”
jeongguk wants to interject, but taehyung stops him.
“please, just let us dream for a little bit longer?”
with deft fingers, taehyung types away, then hands it back.
“now you have my number. call me when you don’t have class, and i’ll try to free my schedule for you.”
jeongguk wants to interject, but taehyung stops him.
“please, just let us dream for a little bit longer?”
“o-okay…” jeongguk complies, reaching out for his phone.
when taehyung hands it to him, their fingers brush against each other. the touch is electrifying to say the least, and neither of them want to let go.
“uh guys, i hate to ruin this moment and all, but there’s something
when taehyung hands it to him, their fingers brush against each other. the touch is electrifying to say the least, and neither of them want to let go.
“uh guys, i hate to ruin this moment and all, but there’s something
you should see,” jimin calls out.
jeongguk turns to his best friend and notices that he’s all way the across the room looking out the window. he and taehyung walk over there, intrigued.
“oh dear god,” jeongguk gasps. “is that normal, tae?!”
“only when there’s some scandal
jeongguk turns to his best friend and notices that he’s all way the across the room looking out the window. he and taehyung walk over there, intrigued.
“oh dear god,” jeongguk gasps. “is that normal, tae?!”
“only when there’s some scandal
going on or something like that, but i literally haven’t done anything!”
the street outside the apartment complex is unrecognizable due to the masses of paparazzi surrounding the building.
yeah, there’s no way jeongguk’s going anywhere anytime soon.
the street outside the apartment complex is unrecognizable due to the masses of paparazzi surrounding the building.
yeah, there’s no way jeongguk’s going anywhere anytime soon.
just some casual dramatic irony for funsies :)
“i never want to leave,” jeongguk whispers.
he and taehyung are both currently curled up in bed tangled in each other’s arms in their own little world.
jimin and jeongguk had decided to spend the night to wait out the paparazzi, which is how they ended up here.
he and taehyung are both currently curled up in bed tangled in each other’s arms in their own little world.
jimin and jeongguk had decided to spend the night to wait out the paparazzi, which is how they ended up here.
his head is pressed into taehyung’s chest, leg thrown over the elder’s middle and covers pulled all the way to his chin.
he felt so warm, so safe.
turning to kiss the top of jeongguk’s head, taehyung whispers back, “i don’t want you to leave either.”
he felt so warm, so safe.
turning to kiss the top of jeongguk’s head, taehyung whispers back, “i don’t want you to leave either.”
“but…” jeongguk says slowly, playing with taehyung’s necklace once more. “you know i’ll have to leave eventually.”
taehyung closes his eyes. he doesn’t want to accept it, but this is reality.
“shhh, i know. but for now, can we just pretend?”
with a small smile, jeongguk
taehyung closes his eyes. he doesn’t want to accept it, but this is reality.
“shhh, i know. but for now, can we just pretend?”
with a small smile, jeongguk
responds, “yeah, let’s do that.”
the two are quiet for the next minute or so just enjoying each other’s presence. understanding the finiteness of their situation, they decide to relish every moment of it.
“do you really like my necklace that much?” taehyung laughs.
the two are quiet for the next minute or so just enjoying each other’s presence. understanding the finiteness of their situation, they decide to relish every moment of it.
“do you really like my necklace that much?” taehyung laughs.
jeongguk has had it wrapped around his finger for the past ten minutes.
“oh,” the younger laughs slightly embarrassed that he’s been called out on his nervous tick. “it’s pretty, yeah. but i also just need something to do with my hands all the time. i dunno know why… i’ve been
“oh,” the younger laughs slightly embarrassed that he’s been called out on his nervous tick. “it’s pretty, yeah. but i also just need something to do with my hands all the time. i dunno know why… i’ve been
that way since i was little.”
taehyung speaks, low and soft. jeongguk can hear the way his voice vibrates in his chest, the rumble soothing his nerves.
“i can get you one, if you want? that way we can always have a part of us together, no matter where we are or what happens.”
taehyung speaks, low and soft. jeongguk can hear the way his voice vibrates in his chest, the rumble soothing his nerves.
“i can get you one, if you want? that way we can always have a part of us together, no matter where we are or what happens.”
jeongguk picks his head up, instantly digressing. “no, taehyungie! i can’t ask you to do that.”
taehyung cranes his neck so he can face the younger, propping himself up on his elbows.
“that’s why you’re not the one asking, i am. let me do this for you, jeongguk.”
taehyung cranes his neck so he can face the younger, propping himself up on his elbows.
“that’s why you’re not the one asking, i am. let me do this for you, jeongguk.”
and how could he say no to that? even in the darkness, he could see the twinkle in taehyung’s eyes, a sign of reassurance and admiration.
“o-okay,” he sighs, leaning forward to kiss taehyung on the cheek. “thank you.”
“now the real question is how i’m gonna give it to you,”
“o-okay,” he sighs, leaning forward to kiss taehyung on the cheek. “thank you.”
“now the real question is how i’m gonna give it to you,”
taehyung chuckles, laying back down.
“we’re dreaming right now, remember?” jeongguk replies playfully, jabbing at taehyung’s bare chest.
he insisted on sleeping naked to which jeongguk vehemently attested against, citing that there’s no way he could hold back a boner,
“we’re dreaming right now, remember?” jeongguk replies playfully, jabbing at taehyung’s bare chest.
he insisted on sleeping naked to which jeongguk vehemently attested against, citing that there’s no way he could hold back a boner,
so they settled on just boxers and layers upon layers of blankets. although slightly disappointed, taehyung was just happy to have the boy laying there next to him.
jeongguk made him happy, like genuinely happy. nothing could possibly go wrong with him by his side.
jeongguk made him happy, like genuinely happy. nothing could possibly go wrong with him by his side.
“oh wait, i know!” taehyung says happily, sitting up again.
jeongguk scrambles to shift off of the elder in time and properly sit as well. “hm?”
silently taehyung reaches behind him. jeongguk can’t see much of anything, so he waits patiently to see what all the fuss is about.
jeongguk scrambles to shift off of the elder in time and properly sit as well. “hm?”
silently taehyung reaches behind him. jeongguk can’t see much of anything, so he waits patiently to see what all the fuss is about.
before he knows it, there’s cool metal hitting his neck and warm fingers clasping the necklace on him.
“tae—“
“don’t even try to fight me on this,” the idol instructs.
after he successfully puts it on, he smooths his hands over the length of jeongguk’s shoulders, gently using
“tae—“
“don’t even try to fight me on this,” the idol instructs.
after he successfully puts it on, he smooths his hands over the length of jeongguk’s shoulders, gently using
his thumb to push into the divots of his collarbone, massaging him.
“you look gorgeous.”
jeongguk giggles, “you can’t even see me right now.”
“i know,” taehyung replies. “but i don’t have to see you to know you look gorgeous.”
“you look gorgeous.”
jeongguk giggles, “you can’t even see me right now.”
“i know,” taehyung replies. “but i don’t have to see you to know you look gorgeous.”
“hey, don’t say things like that!” jeongguk scolds, hands immediately flying to cover his now bright red ears.
just as quickly, taehyung grabs jeongguk by the wrists. “why not?”
“‘cause,” he says bashfully. “i never know how to react to compliments. it’s embarrassing!”
just as quickly, taehyung grabs jeongguk by the wrists. “why not?”
“‘cause,” he says bashfully. “i never know how to react to compliments. it’s embarrassing!”
“so you’re really telling me people don’t shower you with compliments every second of the day?” taehyung gasps for effect. “what an atrocity!”
jeongguk smiles now too, bringing his hands down to slap him playfully.
“taehyungie, quit it!”
but taehyung was nowhere near done.
jeongguk smiles now too, bringing his hands down to slap him playfully.
“taehyungie, quit it!”
but taehyung was nowhere near done.
“i mean how in the world can someone see a face this beautiful, a man this adorable, and NOT say anything?”
jeongguk is full on laughing, falling forward and panting for air.
“i’m not— stoppp!”
“oh but you are,” taehyung deflects, leaning down to make eye contact.
jeongguk is full on laughing, falling forward and panting for air.
“i’m not— stoppp!”
“oh but you are,” taehyung deflects, leaning down to make eye contact.
“you most definitely are,” he whispers now, inches away from jeongguk.
“taehyungie, thank you for your kind words and all, but i really—“
now it’s taehyung who shuts him up with a kiss, and just like that, all of jeongguk’s complaints melt away.
“taehyungie, thank you for your kind words and all, but i really—“
now it’s taehyung who shuts him up with a kiss, and just like that, all of jeongguk’s complaints melt away.
jeongguk sighs at the feeling, body relaxing and muscles releasing all the tension from the day.
he swears he could kiss taehyung forever.
without even realizing it, he breaks into a smile mid-kiss. dopamine floods his system, rushing through his veins at lightning speed.
he swears he could kiss taehyung forever.
without even realizing it, he breaks into a smile mid-kiss. dopamine floods his system, rushing through his veins at lightning speed.
he suddenly feels like he’s on top of the world, so he does exactly that: leans forward and pushes taehyung back until he falls onto the bed.
now he’s literally on top of the world, or his world at least.
he pulls back for air now straddling taehyung’s abdomen.
now he’s literally on top of the world, or his world at least.
he pulls back for air now straddling taehyung’s abdomen.
“what was that for?” taehyung asks through a grin.
tracing circles into the idol’s toned chest, jeongguk responds, “i dunno, just felt like it. i like the way you look with your hair all messy.”
“oh, like this?” taehyung asks before running his hands through his hair, roughly
tracing circles into the idol’s toned chest, jeongguk responds, “i dunno, just felt like it. i like the way you look with your hair all messy.”
“oh, like this?” taehyung asks before running his hands through his hair, roughly
throwing it side to side.
jeongguk giggles, leaning down to kiss him gently. “yeah, just like that.”
eventually after a few minutes of slow kisses and incessant teasing, jeongguk rolls over, and they assume their previous cuddling position.
drumming his fingers on
jeongguk giggles, leaning down to kiss him gently. “yeah, just like that.”
eventually after a few minutes of slow kisses and incessant teasing, jeongguk rolls over, and they assume their previous cuddling position.
drumming his fingers on
taehyung’s collarbone, jeongguk realizes that without taehyung’s necklace, his hands sit idle and bored.
“i have nothing to do with my hands now,” he whines.
“that’s no problem, you can just hold my hand instead,” taehyung says smoothly, interlocking this fingers.
“i have nothing to do with my hands now,” he whines.
“that’s no problem, you can just hold my hand instead,” taehyung says smoothly, interlocking this fingers.
“you smooth son of bitch,” jeongguk comments.
“you know it,” taehyung quirks back, squeezing their intertwined fingers to make his point.
from the way their bodies fit together, lips met perfectly, and hands wove together smoothly, everything between the two felt so right.
“you know it,” taehyung quirks back, squeezing their intertwined fingers to make his point.
from the way their bodies fit together, lips met perfectly, and hands wove together smoothly, everything between the two felt so right.
following an unheard rhythm, taehyung runs his thumb over jeongguk’s, a constant reminder that he’s there, not anywhere else but in bed with him.
and when jeongguk thinks about it, there’s about a million different places taehyung could have been in this exact moment.
and when jeongguk thinks about it, there’s about a million different places taehyung could have been in this exact moment.
he’s famous, for christ’s sake. he could be vibing with shakira on a yacht in the middle of the caribbean if he truly wanted.
but no, he’s here with jeongguk. nowhere else but here.
and that one small fact made him happier than anything else ever could.
but no, he’s here with jeongguk. nowhere else but here.
and that one small fact made him happier than anything else ever could.
time becomes meaningless as seconds turn into minutes, all passing by in a glorified haze of lazy kisses and gentle touches.
they stay up talking about everything and nothing, from the time taehyung accidentally threw his mic into the crowd and gave a fan a concussion to the
they stay up talking about everything and nothing, from the time taehyung accidentally threw his mic into the crowd and gave a fan a concussion to the
time jeongguk accidentally set the copy machine to 10,000 copies instead of 100 during his internship at a hospital and ended up working the whole summer trying to pay them back for breaking the poor thing.
after they had exhausted themselves of embarassing stories to tell and
after they had exhausted themselves of embarassing stories to tell and
topics to debate, jeongguk finds himself slowly closing his eyes, slipping away.
“jeonggukie? you tired?”
snuggling closer he mumbles, “yeah, g’night, tae.”
after placing one final kiss on his temple, taehyung closes his eyes too.
“good night, jeonggukie. sweet dreams.”
“jeonggukie? you tired?”
snuggling closer he mumbles, “yeah, g’night, tae.”
after placing one final kiss on his temple, taehyung closes his eyes too.
“good night, jeonggukie. sweet dreams.”
jeongguk wakes up to an empty bed.
“tae?” he calls out, half-asleep yet fully confused and concerned.
his heart clenches at the fleeting thought that taehyung has left him. with his insecurities creeping in, settling in the deepest parts of his mind and filling into the cracks
“tae?” he calls out, half-asleep yet fully confused and concerned.
his heart clenches at the fleeting thought that taehyung has left him. with his insecurities creeping in, settling in the deepest parts of his mind and filling into the cracks
of reality, jeongguk starts to freak out.
did he do something wrong? did something bad happen?
or maybe, just maybe, this is what it feels like to wake up from a dream. after all, taehyung did say last night that this was all temporary, a game of pretending. now it’s game over.
did he do something wrong? did something bad happen?
or maybe, just maybe, this is what it feels like to wake up from a dream. after all, taehyung did say last night that this was all temporary, a game of pretending. now it’s game over.
“hyung… i know i shouldn’t have done it, but what was i supposed to do? i don’t think i should go back just yet… no, he’s okay… i don’t think he knows yet… what? no! i can’t, yoongi what the hell!”
taehyung’s voice travels through the apartment, finally reaching jeongguk’s
taehyung’s voice travels through the apartment, finally reaching jeongguk’s
ears and settling his racing heart.
so he didn’t leave him, but something is still amiss.
a whole new set of questions occupy his mind now.
what is taehyung talking about? why does he sound so stressed? and what can’t he do?
so he didn’t leave him, but something is still amiss.
a whole new set of questions occupy his mind now.
what is taehyung talking about? why does he sound so stressed? and what can’t he do?
jeongguk’s feet move faster than his body, and pretty soon he finds himself standing in the living room a few yards away from a currently frustrated taehyung.
“yoongi hyung, listen to me. i’ll work this out. this is all a big misunderstanding… you gotta trust me… anything but
“yoongi hyung, listen to me. i’ll work this out. this is all a big misunderstanding… you gotta trust me… anything but
that, come on!”
“taehyungie?”
the idol turns around to see an adorable jeongguk, face still puffy from sleep and dressed in one of taehyung’s shirts and nothing else. god, he looked incredible.
“can i call you back? he’s awake,” taehyung says into his phone before hanging up.
“taehyungie?”
the idol turns around to see an adorable jeongguk, face still puffy from sleep and dressed in one of taehyung’s shirts and nothing else. god, he looked incredible.
“can i call you back? he’s awake,” taehyung says into his phone before hanging up.
he stands up from where he was sitting on the couch and walks over to jeongguk.
as he nears, the younger finally gets a good look at him, and oh wow. clad in grey sweatpants with a head of messy hair and a soft smile, he was straight out of his dreams, quite literally.
as he nears, the younger finally gets a good look at him, and oh wow. clad in grey sweatpants with a head of messy hair and a soft smile, he was straight out of his dreams, quite literally.
“jeonggukie, hi. i didn’t know you were up,” he says while wrapping his arm around the younger and pulling him into a quick kiss.
“morning, tae,” jeongguk giggles as he looks away flustered.
taehyung turns away and walks towards the kitchen, calling out behind him,
“morning, tae,” jeongguk giggles as he looks away flustered.
taehyung turns away and walks towards the kitchen, calling out behind him,
“what do you want for breakfast?”
jeongguk follows him, playing with the hem of the large tshirt as he waddles over.
“um, i don’t normally eat breakfast. ya know how it is with college and all.”
taehyung smiles, then opens the fridge. “well, i don’t actually know, but i can
jeongguk follows him, playing with the hem of the large tshirt as he waddles over.
“um, i don’t normally eat breakfast. ya know how it is with college and all.”
taehyung smiles, then opens the fridge. “well, i don’t actually know, but i can
take a good guess. still, while you’re staying with me, you have to eat something. i can’t have my little gukkie hungry,” he teases.
now leaning against the wall, jeongguk smiles brightly. taehyung has never used that nickname before, only jimin has. he likes it.
now leaning against the wall, jeongguk smiles brightly. taehyung has never used that nickname before, only jimin has. he likes it.
“okay, fine,” he gives in. “what d’ya have?”
pulling out a carton of milk, taehyung replies, “cereal, eggs, toast, and me.”
he’s blushing now, ear tips burning red and face ducked down. “stop that; it’s too early in the morning to flirt!”
taehyung walks over, and in one swift
pulling out a carton of milk, taehyung replies, “cereal, eggs, toast, and me.”
he’s blushing now, ear tips burning red and face ducked down. “stop that; it’s too early in the morning to flirt!”
taehyung walks over, and in one swift
movement he pins jeongguk to the wall, caging him in with both his arms.
“it’s never too early to flirt, especially with you.”
and just as quickly as he came, he’s gone, attending to the keurig now.
“so um, tae?”
“hm?”
“what was that phone call about?”
“it’s never too early to flirt, especially with you.”
and just as quickly as he came, he’s gone, attending to the keurig now.
“so um, tae?”
“hm?”
“what was that phone call about?”
for a second, taehyung visibly faulters. his body tenses and hand freezes midair.
“um, i was just talking to manager.”
“yoongi hyung, yeah. but what were you guys talking about? it sounded serious.”
and this time taehyung stops completely, putting his mug down and sighing.
“um, i was just talking to manager.”
“yoongi hyung, yeah. but what were you guys talking about? it sounded serious.”
and this time taehyung stops completely, putting his mug down and sighing.
“something’s come up… it kinda has to do with all the paparazzi that were outside last night.”
jeongguk frowns and crosses his arms over his chest.
“are they still out there?”
“not all of them, but a few. they’re waiting for… um…” taehyung pauses.
“for what?”
“for you.”
jeongguk frowns and crosses his arms over his chest.
“are they still out there?”
“not all of them, but a few. they’re waiting for… um…” taehyung pauses.
“for what?”
“for you.”
jeongguk steps forward as his face morphs into one of confusion.
“me? why me?”
taehyung leans against the counter, lifting his right hand to rub at his temples. god, this is frustrating.
“someone saw us out together, and like normally that’s not really an issue
“me? why me?”
taehyung leans against the counter, lifting his right hand to rub at his temples. god, this is frustrating.
“someone saw us out together, and like normally that’s not really an issue
since we’re both guys and the media refuses to acknowledge that i’m actually gay.”
“well then,” jeongguk huffs, sitting on a stool across from taehyung. “why is it such a big deal?”
finally lifting his head and properly addressing jeongguk, taehyung responds, “‘cause whoever
“well then,” jeongguk huffs, sitting on a stool across from taehyung. “why is it such a big deal?”
finally lifting his head and properly addressing jeongguk, taehyung responds, “‘cause whoever
it was that saw us getting ice cream decided to follow us back to the company. i guess they posted it about it somewhere because pretty soon a bunch of so called “fans” were camped outside, and they saw namjoon leaving the building all bloody and beat up.”
jeongguk inhales sharply at the mention of his ex, instinctually gripping his t-shirt even tighter.
“basically to sum it up, they think you knocked the shit out of him, and since he does have a small fan base of his own, they all collectively hate you now,” taehyung explains.
“basically to sum it up, they think you knocked the shit out of him, and since he does have a small fan base of his own, they all collectively hate you now,” taehyung explains.
“wait what?!” jeongguk balks, shoulders sagging and face falling.
no, this can’t be happening. did he hear him right?
after all this time, after everything he’s been through, he can’t believe namjoon still finds a way to indirectly affect him. this is getting old.
no, this can’t be happening. did he hear him right?
after all this time, after everything he’s been through, he can’t believe namjoon still finds a way to indirectly affect him. this is getting old.
noticing jeongguk’s sudden shift in demeanor, taehyung stands and moves closer to him. while placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder, he says slowly, “hey, it’s okay. everything’s gonna be okay.”
looking up, jeongguk meets his eyes. he wants to believe him so bad, he really
looking up, jeongguk meets his eyes. he wants to believe him so bad, he really
does, but he can’t. things never work out for him. that’s just the way his life goes.
“can i see?”
taehyung tilts his head. “huh? see what?”
“what they’re saying, i mean.”
“oh,” he responds. “i don’t think you—“
“taehyung, show me.”
with a sigh, he hands over his phone.
“can i see?”
taehyung tilts his head. “huh? see what?”
“what they’re saying, i mean.”
“oh,” he responds. “i don’t think you—“
“taehyung, show me.”
with a sigh, he hands over his phone.
what he sees
the article
as jeongguk hastily taps away at taehyung’s phone, the idol nervously stares intently at him, all the while running his hand up and down his arm.
when the younger visibly freezes, he catches a glimpse of his screen and snatches the phone out of jeongguk’s now limp hands.
when the younger visibly freezes, he catches a glimpse of his screen and snatches the phone out of jeongguk’s now limp hands.
“wait, there’s an article out already?” he exclaims while scanning through it.
the title catches his attention immediately. he sees his name and picture and curses.
“oh shit, it’s a lot worse than i thought,” he mumbles to himself. cringing at the poor choice of words picked
the title catches his attention immediately. he sees his name and picture and curses.
“oh shit, it’s a lot worse than i thought,” he mumbles to himself. cringing at the poor choice of words picked
strategically to paint them both in a negative light, and he feels a pit form in his stomach.
“did you read it already? please tell me you didn’t,” taehyung presses.
jeongguk looks down deflated. “yeah, i did…”
with an elongated exhale, taehyung places his phone face down
“did you read it already? please tell me you didn’t,” taehyung presses.
jeongguk looks down deflated. “yeah, i did…”
with an elongated exhale, taehyung places his phone face down
on the countertop next to jeongguk and takes a step forward until he’s in between the younger’s legs.
gently he uses his hands to lift jeongguk’s head up.
“hey, i told you everything’s gonna be okay. they don’t know who you are, and honestly the only person that looks bad right
gently he uses his hands to lift jeongguk’s head up.
“hey, i told you everything’s gonna be okay. they don’t know who you are, and honestly the only person that looks bad right
now is me,” he laughs to lighten the mood.
jeongguk breaks into a small smile.
“i talked to yoongi hyung, and my PR team is already on it. you really don’t have anything to worry about, jeonggukie.”
for reasons unbeknownst to him, his eyes brim with tears.
jeongguk breaks into a small smile.
“i talked to yoongi hyung, and my PR team is already on it. you really don’t have anything to worry about, jeonggukie.”
for reasons unbeknownst to him, his eyes brim with tears.
“i’m sorry,” he says barely above a whisper.
taehyung instantly springs to action, caressing his face and leaning a bit closer.
“don’t go apologizing for things that aren’t your fault. you really need to stop doing that,” he scolds playfully.
“but,” jeongguk sighs. “it kinda
taehyung instantly springs to action, caressing his face and leaning a bit closer.
“don’t go apologizing for things that aren’t your fault. you really need to stop doing that,” he scolds playfully.
“but,” jeongguk sighs. “it kinda
is though. none of this would have happened if i didn’t blackmail you like a little greedy shit. man, maybe i really am a sa—“
he’s cut off by none other than taehyung’s rather large palm covering his mouth.
“don’t you DARE finish that sentence!”
he’s cut off by none other than taehyung’s rather large palm covering his mouth.
“don’t you DARE finish that sentence!”
“what the fvck is going on? jesus, it’s like ass o’clock in the morning,” jimin shouts from the hallway.
the two turn to see him yawning while waddling into the kitchen, hair a mess and t-shirt hanging off his tiny frame.
“it’s 1 pm, and wait! that’s my shirt,” taehyung whines.
the two turn to see him yawning while waddling into the kitchen, hair a mess and t-shirt hanging off his tiny frame.
“it’s 1 pm, and wait! that’s my shirt,” taehyung whines.
“yeah? well too bad. consider it payback for me having to listen to—“ as soon as jimin notices their current position, he switches to best friend mode. “HEY! get your nasty hands off of him!”
rushing over, he pushes taehyung out of the way and squishes jeongguk’s cheeks
rushing over, he pushes taehyung out of the way and squishes jeongguk’s cheeks
with both hands. like a mother inspecting their child for injuries after a fall, jimin carefully eyes him as he speaks, “what happened gukkie? is everything okay? why are your eyes red?”
he spins around on his heels to jab at taehyung, “why are his eyes red? what did you do?!”
he spins around on his heels to jab at taehyung, “why are his eyes red? what did you do?!”
a hand gently grips jimin’s arm, causing him to look back at jeongguk.
“he didn’t do anything, jiminie. it’s okay,” he says quietly.
still not satisfied, the eldest side eyes taehyung and sneers, “then why has he been crying? i want answers. now.”
taehyung takes a step back,
“he didn’t do anything, jiminie. it’s okay,” he says quietly.
still not satisfied, the eldest side eyes taehyung and sneers, “then why has he been crying? i want answers. now.”
taehyung takes a step back,
throwing his arms in the air in surrender.
“it’s not me! just that some rumors are going around, and he read one of the articles that definitely made it look a lot worse than it actually is.”
jimin crosses his arms, clearly not content with the idol’s answer.
“what rumors?”
“it’s not me! just that some rumors are going around, and he read one of the articles that definitely made it look a lot worse than it actually is.”
jimin crosses his arms, clearly not content with the idol’s answer.
“what rumors?”
“they think i beat up namjoon hyung, jiminie,” jeongguk says softly.
jimin furrows his eyebrows. “who’s they?”
taehyung sighs loudly as he runs his hands through his hair.
“namjoon’s fans, knetz, the media… it’s all over twitter that he was seen leaving the building with his
jimin furrows his eyebrows. “who’s they?”
taehyung sighs loudly as he runs his hands through his hair.
“namjoon’s fans, knetz, the media… it’s all over twitter that he was seen leaving the building with his
face all fvcked up, and since we were seen coming into the building before him, they came to the conclusion that jeongguk here did a number on him.”
jimin lets out a giggle before his hand flies to cover his mouth.
“i’m sorry, it’s so not funny, but like, jeongguk? beating him
jimin lets out a giggle before his hand flies to cover his mouth.
“i’m sorry, it’s so not funny, but like, jeongguk? beating him
up? this boy can’t even kill a spider! this is too much,” he laughs while throwing an arm around jeongguk.
the younger smiles too, appreciating the comedic relief for a second.
“yeah, pretty wild stuff,” he remarks.
taehyung is now drumming his fingers against the countertop
the younger smiles too, appreciating the comedic relief for a second.
“yeah, pretty wild stuff,” he remarks.
taehyung is now drumming his fingers against the countertop
behind him, deep in thought.
“you can’t go out,” he cuts in.
his deep voice causes their giggles to die abruptly.
“what do you mean he can’t go out?” jimin argues, hands on hip and all. “you don’t tell him what to do, ya hear me?”
taehyung stands up straight to respond,
“you can’t go out,” he cuts in.
his deep voice causes their giggles to die abruptly.
“what do you mean he can’t go out?” jimin argues, hands on hip and all. “you don’t tell him what to do, ya hear me?”
taehyung stands up straight to respond,
“yeah i know i know, but this is for the best. until things die down, i don’t think you should leave. either of you.”
jimin stomps over and gets in taehyung’s face.
“excuse me?! we have classes, guk has dance practice, and i have work! we have lives we need to get back to!”
jimin stomps over and gets in taehyung’s face.
“excuse me?! we have classes, guk has dance practice, and i have work! we have lives we need to get back to!”
taehyung rolls his eyes. come on now.
“i know it might be hard, but trust me when i say i don’t want you staying here any more than you do, but you gotta think rationally. just a few days, that’s it. then we’ll be out of each other’s hair for good.”
“me too?” jeongguk asks.
“i know it might be hard, but trust me when i say i don’t want you staying here any more than you do, but you gotta think rationally. just a few days, that’s it. then we’ll be out of each other’s hair for good.”
“me too?” jeongguk asks.
they both turn around to face jeongguk now, and oh wow, that boy really takes “puppy eyes” to a whole new level.
he looks confused, lips pulled into a cute little pout, eyebrows pinched. and eyes blown wide: a sight that would bring even the coldest of hearts to their knees.
he looks confused, lips pulled into a cute little pout, eyebrows pinched. and eyes blown wide: a sight that would bring even the coldest of hearts to their knees.
like second nature, taehyung and jimin both bolt over to jeongguk’s side in record time.
jimin has his hand intertwined with jeongguk, and taehyung has his fingers pushing the bangs out of his face.
jeongguk feels loved.
jimin has his hand intertwined with jeongguk, and taehyung has his fingers pushing the bangs out of his face.
jeongguk feels loved.
“no gukkie, not you. i would never ask you to leave,” taehyung reassures him.
jimin squeezes his hand, and jeongguk looks at his best friend as he speaks, “but don’t forget that we do have to go eventually.”
then taehyung’s turning his head back to face him with his fingers,
jimin squeezes his hand, and jeongguk looks at his best friend as he speaks, “but don’t forget that we do have to go eventually.”
then taehyung’s turning his head back to face him with his fingers,
interjecting, “but you don’t have to think about that right now. you’re safe here with me, and that’s all that matters.”
jimin suddenly feels possessive.
“you’re safer with me, you know that, right guk?”
taehyung sighs internally.
“you’re safe with both of us,” he corrects.
jimin suddenly feels possessive.
“you’re safer with me, you know that, right guk?”
taehyung sighs internally.
“you’re safe with both of us,” he corrects.
jimin has to physically restrain himself from scoffing in front of them, only because he knows his best friend needed to hear that. oh the things he does for him.
“and luckily,” taehyung continues with a smile. “we’re all stuck here for god knows how long, so let’s make the most
“and luckily,” taehyung continues with a smile. “we’re all stuck here for god knows how long, so let’s make the most
of it, yeah?”
“okay, taehyungie,” jeongguk responds with a cute little nose scrunch.
taehyung can’t help but lean in and place a kiss on the bridge of his nose, and jimin can’t help but cringe outwardly and smack him away.
“not in front of me!” he whines.
“okay, taehyungie,” jeongguk responds with a cute little nose scrunch.
taehyung can’t help but lean in and place a kiss on the bridge of his nose, and jimin can’t help but cringe outwardly and smack him away.
“not in front of me!” he whines.
jeongguk laughs, pulling jimin back towards him with their still interlocked hands.
“hate to break it to you jiminie, but you’re gonna have to get used to it.”
faking a gag, jimin cover his mouth. “fine fine,” he settles. “but none of that nasty shit y’all were doing last
“hate to break it to you jiminie, but you’re gonna have to get used to it.”
faking a gag, jimin cover his mouth. “fine fine,” he settles. “but none of that nasty shit y’all were doing last
night. like if you really feel the absolute need to fvck like filthy animals, at least let me know first so i can exit the premise and keep my sanity!”
jeongguk’s blushing now, releasing his fingers.
“hyung! that wasn’t what—“
“will do, jimin-ah,” taehyung responds for him.
jeongguk’s blushing now, releasing his fingers.
“hyung! that wasn’t what—“
“will do, jimin-ah,” taehyung responds for him.
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“kettle corn or butter?” jeongguk calls from the kitchen.
when jimin finally returns, he’s relieved to not be met by the sight of his best friend in his first love’s lap. he’s at his limit for that today. instead tae is seated alone on the couch, flipping through netflix.
when jimin finally returns, he’s relieved to not be met by the sight of his best friend in his first love’s lap. he’s at his limit for that today. instead tae is seated alone on the couch, flipping through netflix.
the couch is quite large, meant to seat 3 people actually, and taehyung is obnoxiously sat right in the middle.
with an exasperated sigh, jimin plops down to the left of him. their legs touch, and he can’t help but flinch from the contact. taehyung gives him a weird look.
with an exasperated sigh, jimin plops down to the left of him. their legs touch, and he can’t help but flinch from the contact. taehyung gives him a weird look.
“butter!”
“kettle corn!” they both yell at the same time.
jimin glares, narrowing his eyes.
“did you just say kettle corn?” he deadpans.
“uh,” taehyung responds. “yeah, of course i did. did you just say butter? what the hell’s wrong with you?”
“kettle corn!” they both yell at the same time.
jimin glares, narrowing his eyes.
“did you just say kettle corn?” he deadpans.
“uh,” taehyung responds. “yeah, of course i did. did you just say butter? what the hell’s wrong with you?”
jimin scoffs defiantly.
“what’s wrong with me? what’s wrong with /you/! who in their right mind would want sweet popcorn? what are you, a boy scout?!”
taehyung is pouting now, crossing his arms like a child.
“i was a cub scout once; what’s wrong with that?”
“what’s wrong with me? what’s wrong with /you/! who in their right mind would want sweet popcorn? what are you, a boy scout?!”
taehyung is pouting now, crossing his arms like a child.
“i was a cub scout once; what’s wrong with that?”
suddenly the tension breaks and jimin is laughing. his whole body shakes as if it was too small to contain his happiness. with eyes creasing into half-moons and cheeks round, taehyung swears he actually /doesn’t/ want to strangle the guy for the first time since he’s seen him.
“that’s— oh my god! that’s hilarious! there’s just no way,” jimin struggles to speak through fits of giggles. “there’s no way the kim taehyung was a little cub scout. that’s adorable wait!”
taehyung smiles as well, arms slowly uncrossing and body relaxing. he finds himself
taehyung smiles as well, arms slowly uncrossing and body relaxing. he finds himself
allowing his legs to spread once more, thighs pushing up against jimin’s. and this time, he doesn’t flinch.
“hey! you guys are like no help!” jeongguk whines from where he’s standing in front of the microwave.
“just make both, gukkie!” jimin calls while wiping a tear.
“hey! you guys are like no help!” jeongguk whines from where he’s standing in front of the microwave.
“just make both, gukkie!” jimin calls while wiping a tear.
“but that’s double the work!” he exclaims while opening the microwave.
as he puts in the time and shuts the door, he hears laughter coming from the living room. a fond smile spreads across his face. he’s glad jimin and taehyung are finally starting to get along. honestly, he was
as he puts in the time and shuts the door, he hears laughter coming from the living room. a fond smile spreads across his face. he’s glad jimin and taehyung are finally starting to get along. honestly, he was
worried. jimin tends to be a bit overprotective of him, which jeongguk normally loves, but sometimes he really needs to learn how to tone it down.
“have you guys picked a movie yet?” he asks while subconsciously playing with the necklace taehyung gave him.
he’s leaning against
“have you guys picked a movie yet?” he asks while subconsciously playing with the necklace taehyung gave him.
he’s leaning against
the countertop awaiting a response, when suddenly his phone buzzes. curiosity peaked, he goes to pull it out of his pocket, but the microwave goes off at the same time.
with a sigh, he leaves his phone alone and attends to the piping hot bag of golden goodness.
with a sigh, he leaves his phone alone and attends to the piping hot bag of golden goodness.
“no, because jimin-ah can’t make up his mind!” taehyung calls out. “your best friend is so stubborn!”
“hey! it’s not my fault. there’s this thing called the choice overload problem; it’s a real issue we learned about in sociology!” jimin protests.
“so you’re blaming netflix?”
“hey! it’s not my fault. there’s this thing called the choice overload problem; it’s a real issue we learned about in sociology!” jimin protests.
“so you’re blaming netflix?”
“yes, exactly!”
jeongguk laughs to himself as he puts in the next bag, shutting the microwave with his elbow after plugging in the numbers and spinning around on his heels.
he takes the one bag of finished popcorn over to the two bickering away on the couch. the first thing he
jeongguk laughs to himself as he puts in the next bag, shutting the microwave with his elbow after plugging in the numbers and spinning around on his heels.
he takes the one bag of finished popcorn over to the two bickering away on the couch. the first thing he
notices is jimin’s legs thrown over taehyung’s lap. neither seem to mind or find the position any bit weird, and well jimin has always been the overly comfortable type, so jeongguk doesn’t think twice about it.
“here, it’s the butter one,” he says as he places it on the table.
“here, it’s the butter one,” he says as he places it on the table.
taehyung makes an over dramatic noise of disgust as jimin reaches for the bag. as soon as he rips it open, the first piece of popcorn hits taehyung on the forehead instead of going into jimin’s mouth.
“well you two look awfully cozy,” jeongguk jokes as he prances away.
“well you two look awfully cozy,” jeongguk jokes as he prances away.
“cozy is not the word i would use,” taehyung snarks while throwing the popcorn right back at jimin.
“repulsed but tolerating is better,” jimin completes his sentence while taking the thrown piece and popping it into his mouth instead.
making an annoyingly loud sound of pleasure
“repulsed but tolerating is better,” jimin completes his sentence while taking the thrown piece and popping it into his mouth instead.
making an annoyingly loud sound of pleasure
while fluttering his eyes closed at the taste of the popcorn, he does his very best to annoy taehyung.
and it definitely works.
“jesus, you sound like a porn star, quit it!” the idol scolds.
jimin smirks, slowly opening his eyes. “and how would you know what that sounds like?”
and it definitely works.
“jesus, you sound like a porn star, quit it!” the idol scolds.
jimin smirks, slowly opening his eyes. “and how would you know what that sounds like?”
for the first time since they’ve met, taehyung actually blushes in front of jimin. it’s interesting, he thinks. his ears don’t go red like jeongguk; rather a deep red starts from his neck and travels up, higher and higher until his whole face is a cute dusty rose.
jimin swore to
jimin swore to
himself that he’d contain his feelings for the sake of his best friend, but he can’t stop the way his heart speeds up at the sight of taehyung bashfully smiling in front of him. body betraying him, his own cheeks heat up and he rushes to hide them.
“jimin-ah! we’re all in our
“jimin-ah! we’re all in our
twenties here, right? we’ve all seen porn before! don’t make this weird,” taehyung cries.
call him a sadist, but he loves how easy it was to make taehyung a blushing mess. so naturally, he continues on.
“y’know now that we’re on the topic,” he says slyly as he leans forward.
call him a sadist, but he loves how easy it was to make taehyung a blushing mess. so naturally, he continues on.
“y’know now that we’re on the topic,” he says slyly as he leans forward.
it would be a lie to say taehyung isn’t taken aback by how flexible jimin is.
“i’ve always wondered what kind of porn you watch.”
from the kitchen, a resounding, “shut up, jiminie! not everyone is open about that stuff like you!” can be heard from none other than jeongguk.
“i’ve always wondered what kind of porn you watch.”
from the kitchen, a resounding, “shut up, jiminie! not everyone is open about that stuff like you!” can be heard from none other than jeongguk.
ah yes, jeongguk, yet another victim of jimin’s prying and teasing. the only difference there is the two are practically brothers at this point, so he’s used to it. taehyung on the other hand, is not.
“why do you wanna know?!” he shrieks, genuinely mortified.
jimin smiles,
“why do you wanna know?!” he shrieks, genuinely mortified.
jimin smiles,
leaning forward as if he’s stretching and grabbing his feet still in taehyung’s lap.
“what can i say? curiosity killed the cat, i guess.”
by now, jeongguk is already back with the final bag of popcorn. used to his antics, the youngest just sighs and sits down on the other side.
“what can i say? curiosity killed the cat, i guess.”
by now, jeongguk is already back with the final bag of popcorn. used to his antics, the youngest just sighs and sits down on the other side.
“here,” he says calmly while handing taehyung the kettle corn.
the idol is astonished. he takes the popcorn without a word, but the silence doesn’t last for long.
“you’re not gonna say anything?” he asks jeongguk.
the younger currently is opening the bag himself since taehyung
the idol is astonished. he takes the popcorn without a word, but the silence doesn’t last for long.
“you’re not gonna say anything?” he asks jeongguk.
the younger currently is opening the bag himself since taehyung
is frozen in place. nonchalantly, he takes a handful and responds cooly, “nope, just answer his question. he’s not gonna leave you alone until you do.”
taehyung turns to a now accomplished jimin. he looks cocky, the way his lips turn upward and eyebrows raise slightly.
taehyung turns to a now accomplished jimin. he looks cocky, the way his lips turn upward and eyebrows raise slightly.
“is it…” jimin trails off in thought.
jeongguk cuts in, “no, he doesn’t watch hentai like you, fvckin’ weirdo.”
taehyung’s eyes go wide as he exclaims, “you watch hentai?!”
jimin just laughs, responding through a smile, “so does our little gukkie boy here.”
jeongguk cuts in, “no, he doesn’t watch hentai like you, fvckin’ weirdo.”
taehyung’s eyes go wide as he exclaims, “you watch hentai?!”
jimin just laughs, responding through a smile, “so does our little gukkie boy here.”
“okay, no wait,” jeongguk protests with a mouth full of kettle corn. “i only watched it with you! i never did it alone. that shit was weird!”
“well you sure seemed to enjoy it,” jimin adds on.
jeongguk throws popcorn at him, barely missing taehyung in between them.
“did not!”
“well you sure seemed to enjoy it,” jimin adds on.
jeongguk throws popcorn at him, barely missing taehyung in between them.
“did not!”
“well your dick sure said different!”
“jimin!”
“okay wait,” taehyung interjects. “you two watch porn together?”
as if it’s the most natural thing in the world, they both respond, “yeah, don’t all best friends do that?”
“man, i really don’t have any friends,” taehyung mumbles.
“jimin!”
“okay wait,” taehyung interjects. “you two watch porn together?”
as if it’s the most natural thing in the world, they both respond, “yeah, don’t all best friends do that?”
“man, i really don’t have any friends,” taehyung mumbles.
“it’s okay, taehyungie,” jeongguk coos while throwing at arm around his shoulder. “we’ll be your friends now.”
taehyung turns to face him, and now they’re both smiling. like an unspoken rule, the both lean in to seal the deal with a kiss.
jimin groans as they giggle, “i don’t
taehyung turns to face him, and now they’re both smiling. like an unspoken rule, the both lean in to seal the deal with a kiss.
jimin groans as they giggle, “i don’t
know about all that.”
when they don’t pull apart immediately, jimin groans even louder for effect.
“hey guys! i’m still here!”
but they’re in their own world now, lost in each other’s touches, in taehyung’s hand caressing jeongguk’s thigh, in jeongguk’s fingers weaving through
when they don’t pull apart immediately, jimin groans even louder for effect.
“hey guys! i’m still here!”
but they’re in their own world now, lost in each other’s touches, in taehyung’s hand caressing jeongguk’s thigh, in jeongguk’s fingers weaving through
taehyung’s hair.
lips molding together, the kiss turns passionate quickly. the need from wishes unfulfilled last night resurfaces.
but then taehyung’s pulling away as a shriek escapes his lips.
jimin, ever the slytherin, used his foot to dig his heel into taehyung’s crotch.
lips molding together, the kiss turns passionate quickly. the need from wishes unfulfilled last night resurfaces.
but then taehyung’s pulling away as a shriek escapes his lips.
jimin, ever the slytherin, used his foot to dig his heel into taehyung’s crotch.
“i told you i’m still here! cut it out, horny little brats,” he mumbles while pulling his legs back.
taehyung winces in pain, instantly bending over.
“tae, are you okay!” jeongguk asks concerned. he then turn to his best friend. “jiminie, calm down!”
incredulously, jimin
taehyung winces in pain, instantly bending over.
“tae, are you okay!” jeongguk asks concerned. he then turn to his best friend. “jiminie, calm down!”
incredulously, jimin
points to himself.
“me? i’m the one who needs to calm down?! says the person who just had his tongue down someone else’s throat two seconds ag— hey! are you even listening to me!”
and sure enough, jeongguk wasn’t. instead he was making sure taehyung is okay.
“does it hurt?”
“me? i’m the one who needs to calm down?! says the person who just had his tongue down someone else’s throat two seconds ag— hey! are you even listening to me!”
and sure enough, jeongguk wasn’t. instead he was making sure taehyung is okay.
“does it hurt?”
he asks while rubbing his back soothingly.
“yeah, but i’ll be okay,” taehyung responds, finally sitting up. “will you kiss it better?”
“OKAY, BACK TO NETFLIX NOW!” jimin proclaims a lot louder than necessary to make a point. they all laugh and go back to arguing over a movie.
“yeah, but i’ll be okay,” taehyung responds, finally sitting up. “will you kiss it better?”
“OKAY, BACK TO NETFLIX NOW!” jimin proclaims a lot louder than necessary to make a point. they all laugh and go back to arguing over a movie.
taehyung falls asleep very easily, jeongguk learns only 10 minutes into watching train to busan. how in the world one sleeps during an action movie about zombies, he will never understand.
when the younger tries to shake taehyung awake, he only mumbles and falls into jeongguk’s
when the younger tries to shake taehyung awake, he only mumbles and falls into jeongguk’s
lap instead, holding onto his thigh like a pillow.
jimin just laughs as pauses the movie.
“we picked this for him, and he falls asleep almost instantly. now what do we do?”
jeongguk exhales, running his hands through taehyung’s hair.
jimin just laughs as pauses the movie.
“we picked this for him, and he falls asleep almost instantly. now what do we do?”
jeongguk exhales, running his hands through taehyung’s hair.
“don’t blame him, hyung. he’s probably exhausted and has really bad jet lag. like he just finished his world tour less than 48 hours ago. that plus what went down yesterday… i can’t imagine how drained he is.”
on a streak of sympathy, jimin pulls taehyung’s dangling legs into
on a streak of sympathy, jimin pulls taehyung’s dangling legs into
his lap. he begins massaging his horrifically taut calves, to which taehyung sighs in his sleep.
“oh wow, i don’t even know how he walks with muscles like these. he must be so sore all the time,” jimin comments. “seriously, the last time i felt someone this tight was back in
“oh wow, i don’t even know how he walks with muscles like these. he must be so sore all the time,” jimin comments. “seriously, the last time i felt someone this tight was back in
high school when our kicker almost pulled a muscle from practicing all day.”
jeongguk hums as he reminisces on their teen years. he was the misfit who liked eyeliner and pretty boys, and jimin was the popular football player. how their paths crossed is a story for another time.
jeongguk hums as he reminisces on their teen years. he was the misfit who liked eyeliner and pretty boys, and jimin was the popular football player. how their paths crossed is a story for another time.
“poor baby,” jeongguk says while tucking the idol’s bangs behind his ears.
jimin looks up when jeongguk speaks. he sees the way his best friend looks at the man in his lap, eyes twinkling with adoration.
“hey gukkie?” jimin says softly. “can we talk about something real quick?”
jimin looks up when jeongguk speaks. he sees the way his best friend looks at the man in his lap, eyes twinkling with adoration.
“hey gukkie?” jimin says softly. “can we talk about something real quick?”
still playing with taehyung’s hair, jeongguk replies, “yeah, sure. what’s up?”
“uh,” jimin mumbles, trying to collect his thoughts. he doesn’t really know the best way to say this, so he decides to just word vomit all his thoughts, and hopefully it’ll make sense.
“uh,” jimin mumbles, trying to collect his thoughts. he doesn’t really know the best way to say this, so he decides to just word vomit all his thoughts, and hopefully it’ll make sense.
“do you remember how you first found out about taehyung?”
jeongguk lifts his head, eyes shooting around the ceiling as he thinks.
“um, yeah. i’m pretty sure you showed me his predebut performance video. why?”
jimin continues working on taehyung’s legs, but he stops maintaining
jeongguk lifts his head, eyes shooting around the ceiling as he thinks.
“um, yeah. i’m pretty sure you showed me his predebut performance video. why?”
jimin continues working on taehyung’s legs, but he stops maintaining
eye contact. he doesn’t know if he can say this next part while looking at his best friend.
“i was a fan of him before you were, and even when you finally got into his music and all, i came with you to every single event.”
jeongguk smiles thinking about those days, a simpler
“i was a fan of him before you were, and even when you finally got into his music and all, i came with you to every single event.”
jeongguk smiles thinking about those days, a simpler
time indeed.
“yeah, of course i remember all of that. but why are you bringing that up right now?”
with a sigh, jimin continues. “can you just listen to me for a bit? don’t say anything, but just listen.”
“o-okay,” jeongguk complies easily. he shuts his mouth and gives him
“yeah, of course i remember all of that. but why are you bringing that up right now?”
with a sigh, jimin continues. “can you just listen to me for a bit? don’t say anything, but just listen.”
“o-okay,” jeongguk complies easily. he shuts his mouth and gives him
his undivided attention.
“i was always with you. i came to all of the concerts, fanmeets, everything. i was always by your side. we screamed over his selfies together, and we blasted his music during our sleepovers.”
jeongguk notices that jimin has his head down, and suddenly
“i was always with you. i came to all of the concerts, fanmeets, everything. i was always by your side. we screamed over his selfies together, and we blasted his music during our sleepovers.”
jeongguk notices that jimin has his head down, and suddenly
he becomes concerned. his eyebrows furrow and he begins to use both hands to play with taehyung’s hair as he grows nervous.
“my point in bringing all this up is that,” he pauses, taking a deep breath. “that i love him too, ya know? not sexually like OMG i want him to pin me
“my point in bringing all this up is that,” he pauses, taking a deep breath. “that i love him too, ya know? not sexually like OMG i want him to pin me
against the wall, and not romantically like OMG i want to go on a date with him and hold hands. but more like i feel connected to him, just as i’m sure you are. he got us through high school, some of the hardest times of our lives.”
jimin suddenly feels his throat constrict,
jimin suddenly feels his throat constrict,
a deep burning sensation clawing at his vocal chords. it becomes hard to speak, and his voice cracks.
“he brought us together and made us closer. honestly, i don’t think we’d be the way we are right now if it wasn’t for taehyung.”
and now jeongguk’s choking up too, palms going
“he brought us together and made us closer. honestly, i don’t think we’d be the way we are right now if it wasn’t for taehyung.”
and now jeongguk’s choking up too, palms going
sweaty and eyes stinging.
“it’s just-“ he takes a second to breathe. “it’s just hard for me—all of this all of a sudden,” he says while motioning to taehyung fast asleep in jeongguk’s lap.
“i’m happy for you, and i want to be happy for you and support you and whatnot. you’re my
“it’s just-“ he takes a second to breathe. “it’s just hard for me—all of this all of a sudden,” he says while motioning to taehyung fast asleep in jeongguk’s lap.
“i’m happy for you, and i want to be happy for you and support you and whatnot. you’re my
fvcking best friend after all, and i only want the best for you; you know that. but just please, don’t forget that i love him too… maybe it’s not the same way you do… but i need some room to breathe and sort myself out.”
jeongguk’s hands still, and he slowly pulls them away
jeongguk’s hands still, and he slowly pulls them away
from taehyung. jimin’s looking up now, and the light from the TV catches the streaks of tears falling down his face.
jeongguk balks, mind on overdrive. jimin doesn’t cry, like ever. legitimately, he can’t remember the last time he saw his friend get anywhere near crying.
jeongguk balks, mind on overdrive. jimin doesn’t cry, like ever. legitimately, he can’t remember the last time he saw his friend get anywhere near crying.
jeongguk on the other hand, was a big crier. when exam results came out and jeongguk placed 5th and jimin 30th, jimin was still the one who comforted him. he told him that it was just a silly number, and that he was still incredibly smart, even when jimin did far worse than he
did. after every rejection, fruitless crush, and horrible date, jimin was always there for him with open arms and his favorite ice cream ready to go.
but now that the roles are reversed, he has no idea how to react, and he just freezes on the spot.
“minnie? why are you sad?”
but now that the roles are reversed, he has no idea how to react, and he just freezes on the spot.
“minnie? why are you sad?”
jimin smiles through the tears at the sound of his nickname. jeongguk hasn’t used it in years.
“because i’m so conflicted, gukkie,” he confesses.
tears are flowing freely now, and he uses the neck of his, no taehyung’s, t-shirt to wipe them.
jeongguk’s hands ache to reach out
“because i’m so conflicted, gukkie,” he confesses.
tears are flowing freely now, and he uses the neck of his, no taehyung’s, t-shirt to wipe them.
jeongguk’s hands ache to reach out
and console his best friend, but with taehyung in his lap, he can’t go anywhere. he settles to just grab his arm, fingers trailing down to intertwine with jimin’s smaller ones.
“minnie, it’s okay. i understand, and i’m really sorry i didn’t think about any of that before.”
“minnie, it’s okay. i understand, and i’m really sorry i didn’t think about any of that before.”
jimin squeezes their hands, sniffling loudly.
“it’s okay, i don’t blame you,” he says sincerely while looking into jeongguk’s doe eyes. “this isn’t anyone’s fault, honestly.”
“i’ll keep my distance, i swear. i’ll talk to him and make sure—“
“no!” jimin cries. “don’t do that!”
“it’s okay, i don’t blame you,” he says sincerely while looking into jeongguk’s doe eyes. “this isn’t anyone’s fault, honestly.”
“i’ll keep my distance, i swear. i’ll talk to him and make sure—“
“no!” jimin cries. “don’t do that!”
jeongguk tilts his head in confusion.
“i don’t want you to not pursue taehyung just because of me.”
the younger opens his mouth to protest, but jimin doesn’t let him.
“he makes you happy, which is something i haven’t seen in so long. after namjoon, you were so hurt, so
“i don’t want you to not pursue taehyung just because of me.”
the younger opens his mouth to protest, but jimin doesn’t let him.
“he makes you happy, which is something i haven’t seen in so long. after namjoon, you were so hurt, so
fragile. and i hated seeing you like that. but what you wanted, what you needed, i couldn’t give you, and damn that sucked.”
jeongguk’s face drops, his own set of tears ready to fall at any given second.
“but taehyung, he can give you what i can’t, and how could i ever keep
jeongguk’s face drops, his own set of tears ready to fall at any given second.
“but taehyung, he can give you what i can’t, and how could i ever keep
that from you, gukkie?”
“but minnie—“
jimin shakes his head, “no, no but’s. this is a decision i made on my own, and i just wanted you to be aware. you can’t change my mind.”
and jeongguk goes silent at that. they both just sit and stare into each other’s eyes, so much to be
“but minnie—“
jimin shakes his head, “no, no but’s. this is a decision i made on my own, and i just wanted you to be aware. you can’t change my mind.”
and jeongguk goes silent at that. they both just sit and stare into each other’s eyes, so much to be
said, yet no words come out.
and well, nothing really needs to be vocalized, what with the gaze of pure love and trust they share. jeongguk leans in and places a quick but meaningful kiss on jimin’s lips.
not a kiss of lust, not one of romantic undertones either, just one of a
and well, nothing really needs to be vocalized, what with the gaze of pure love and trust they share. jeongguk leans in and places a quick but meaningful kiss on jimin’s lips.
not a kiss of lust, not one of romantic undertones either, just one of a
bond so strong, nothing could ever break it.
“so, are we okay?” jimin breathes out, eyes still closed.
“more than ever,” jeongguk responds.
“oh, thank god!” jimin exclaims. “you have no idea how much this was weighing down on me.”
“i can only imagine,” he says while releasing
“so, are we okay?” jimin breathes out, eyes still closed.
“more than ever,” jeongguk responds.
“oh, thank god!” jimin exclaims. “you have no idea how much this was weighing down on me.”
“i can only imagine,” he says while releasing
a breathe he didn’t even know he was holding.
“ya know,” jimin speaks up while leaning back against the couch. “i’m kinda glad tae fell asleep. i didn’t know when i’d get a chance to talk to you alone.”
oh, but if only he knew. taehyung wasn’t asleep. he heard everything.
“ya know,” jimin speaks up while leaning back against the couch. “i’m kinda glad tae fell asleep. i didn’t know when i’d get a chance to talk to you alone.”
oh, but if only he knew. taehyung wasn’t asleep. he heard everything.
eventually, all three of them fall asleep in one big cuddle pile, train to busan long forgotten.
it’s around 1 am when jeongguk feels weird vibrations near his crotch, and for a second he thinks he’s having another one of his weird dreams. but no, it’s not rain holding a
it’s around 1 am when jeongguk feels weird vibrations near his crotch, and for a second he thinks he’s having another one of his weird dreams. but no, it’s not rain holding a
vibrator to his dick, instead it’s a phone going off on his lap.
mumbling incoherently, he struggles to sit up with a whole kim taehyung laying on his chest. eventually, he grabs the phone and pulls it up to his face, only to notice that it wasn’t even his. it’s taehyung’s, and
mumbling incoherently, he struggles to sit up with a whole kim taehyung laying on his chest. eventually, he grabs the phone and pulls it up to his face, only to notice that it wasn’t even his. it’s taehyung’s, and
right now it’s blowing up.
his eyes squint at the brightness of the screen, and his vision blurs the fuzzy image together.
in desperate need for the phone to stop buzzing and just shut up, he doesn’t think twice about answering it.
“h-hello?” his husky voice calls out,
his eyes squint at the brightness of the screen, and his vision blurs the fuzzy image together.
in desperate need for the phone to stop buzzing and just shut up, he doesn’t think twice about answering it.
“h-hello?” his husky voice calls out,
thick with sleep weighing it down.
“taehyung?” a male voice asks.
jeongguk guesses that his deep tone must have made him sound like the idol, so he’s about to correct the man but is cut off.
“are you with him still?”
okay, wait what?
curiosity peaked and caution thrown out
“taehyung?” a male voice asks.
jeongguk guesses that his deep tone must have made him sound like the idol, so he’s about to correct the man but is cut off.
“are you with him still?”
okay, wait what?
curiosity peaked and caution thrown out
the window, jeongguk questions, “who?”
“the kid, jeongguk, is he still at your place? it’s all over twitter, taehyung.”
mostly awake now, he tries to make his voice purposefully deeper to mimic taehyung’s.
“what’s all over twitter?”
“they think he beat me up…” the voice
“the kid, jeongguk, is he still at your place? it’s all over twitter, taehyung.”
mostly awake now, he tries to make his voice purposefully deeper to mimic taehyung’s.
“what’s all over twitter?”
“they think he beat me up…” the voice
trails off. “should we let them believe that?”
wait. me? the voice said me, right? so that means jeongguk was talking to namjoon.
but why was he calling taehyung? had they been in contact this whole time? what’s going on here?
“hello? tae? you there?”
jeongguk hangs up.
wait. me? the voice said me, right? so that means jeongguk was talking to namjoon.
but why was he calling taehyung? had they been in contact this whole time? what’s going on here?
“hello? tae? you there?”
jeongguk hangs up.
it’s hard to fall asleep after that, so with the utmost caution, he pries himself free of taehyung and jimin’s fatigued limbs.
jeongguk finds himself sitting on the kitchen counter, just swinging his legs as he drowns in his thoughts.
suddenly thirsty, he opens all the cabinets
jeongguk finds himself sitting on the kitchen counter, just swinging his legs as he drowns in his thoughts.
suddenly thirsty, he opens all the cabinets
in search of a mug or cup, or anything really. most of them are empty, which truly isn’t a surprise since taehyung told him no one really stays here often.
finally, the last cabinet above the sink had two mugs. one was red with hearts, and another was blue with a koala on it.
finally, the last cabinet above the sink had two mugs. one was red with hearts, and another was blue with a koala on it.
without thinking twice, he grabs the red mug and fills it with tap water from the faucet below.
all it takes is one sip for jeongguk to spit it out violently. jesus, since when was seoul’s tap water this bad? dasani must have spoiled him.
padding over to the fridge, he sets the
all it takes is one sip for jeongguk to spit it out violently. jesus, since when was seoul’s tap water this bad? dasani must have spoiled him.
padding over to the fridge, he sets the
mug down on the countertop before opening the door. the yellow tinted light hits his face, and he has to squint to accustom himself at first.
when his vision clears and eyes no longer sting, he begins looking for milk, or juice, or anything other than that god awful excuse for
when his vision clears and eyes no longer sting, he begins looking for milk, or juice, or anything other than that god awful excuse for
water. his rummaging must have been a bit loud, because next thing he knows, there’s a hand on his shoulder and he’s spinning around to wack the person in the face with a nice cold can of probably expired monster.
“guk! what the hell!”
oh, it was tae.
“guk! what the hell!”
oh, it was tae.
hand over his chest, jeongguk exhales loudy, shutting the fridge with his hip.
“you scared the shit out of me, oh my god! are you okay?” he asks while reaching out to touch taehyung’s face.
he did deck him pretty hard with that aluminum can.
“yeah, i’ll be fine,” taehyung
“you scared the shit out of me, oh my god! are you okay?” he asks while reaching out to touch taehyung’s face.
he did deck him pretty hard with that aluminum can.
“yeah, i’ll be fine,” taehyung
responds while rubbing his cheek. “why are you up?”
pulling back the tab, jeongguk cracks the monster open and pours it into the mug.
“i was thirsty… sorry, i thought you were still asleep.”
taehyung takes a step forward. jeongguk places the half empty can on the counter top
pulling back the tab, jeongguk cracks the monster open and pours it into the mug.
“i was thirsty… sorry, i thought you were still asleep.”
taehyung takes a step forward. jeongguk places the half empty can on the counter top
and takes a sip from the mug.
“where did you find that?” he inquires while pointing to the mug in jeongguk’s hands.
the drink hits his throat with a satisfying burn. the aftertaste is nowhere near as pleasant, but that’s to be expected.
“it was just in a cabinet, why?”
“where did you find that?” he inquires while pointing to the mug in jeongguk’s hands.
the drink hits his throat with a satisfying burn. the aftertaste is nowhere near as pleasant, but that’s to be expected.
“it was just in a cabinet, why?”
taehyung grabs it out of his hands, gently wrapping his fingers around jeongguk’s and raising it up to eye level.
“it’s mine… but i haven’t seen or used it in ages. i thought i lost it,” the idol explains while releasing his grip.
“oh,” jeongguk replies. “is the blue one yours
“it’s mine… but i haven’t seen or used it in ages. i thought i lost it,” the idol explains while releasing his grip.
“oh,” jeongguk replies. “is the blue one yours
too? why do you have two of them? that’s kinda weird.”
taehyung tilts his head.
“huh? blue one?”
jeongguk nods and walks over to the sink once more. he opens the cabinet above it while saying, “yeah, with the koala? this one.”
“that’s not,” taehyung faulters. memories flood
taehyung tilts his head.
“huh? blue one?”
jeongguk nods and walks over to the sink once more. he opens the cabinet above it while saying, “yeah, with the koala? this one.”
“that’s not,” taehyung faulters. memories flood
into his brain all at once. images of that mug alongside his own on the balcony, sun rise in the distance and a certain someone held close, bodies tangled together, flash past his eyes.
“that’s not mine.”
“oh,” jeongguk says simply, shutting the cabinet. “then whose is it?”
“that’s not mine.”
“oh,” jeongguk says simply, shutting the cabinet. “then whose is it?”
making an executive decision to not go down /that/ road right now, taehyung just says, “a friend.”
jeongguk hums in understanding, taking another elongated sip. he’s about to excuse himself to leave when taehyung steps forward into his space.
“jimin’s asleep,” he whispers.
jeongguk hums in understanding, taking another elongated sip. he’s about to excuse himself to leave when taehyung steps forward into his space.
“jimin’s asleep,” he whispers.
the younger’s face is blank with no reaction whatsoever, that is until taehyung’s arms cage him in, hands on the countertop and body close.
“oh?” jeongguk murmurs.
taehyung leans in, allowing his head to drop as jeongguk’s oversized t-shirt brushes against his naked abdomen.
“oh?” jeongguk murmurs.
taehyung leans in, allowing his head to drop as jeongguk’s oversized t-shirt brushes against his naked abdomen.
slowly, taehyung’s fingers find their way to his petite waist, slipping under the loose fabric and gripping sharp hip bones to lift him to onto the counter.
with a yelp of surprise, jeongguk giggles at the sudden bold action.
“taehyungie! are you really trying to make a move on
with a yelp of surprise, jeongguk giggles at the sudden bold action.
“taehyungie! are you really trying to make a move on
me right now, at 1 am in your kitchen?”
the idol only smiles as he leans down to kiss jeongguk’s neck, biting softly at the flesh.
“i’d make a move on you any time any place, gukkie.”
his hands travel up and down jeongguk’s torso, exploring the dips and curves of every
the idol only smiles as he leans down to kiss jeongguk’s neck, biting softly at the flesh.
“i’d make a move on you any time any place, gukkie.”
his hands travel up and down jeongguk’s torso, exploring the dips and curves of every
inch of glorious golden skin and toned muscle.
from his neck to his collarbone to his ear, taehyung takes his sweet time absolutely ravishing the boy beneath him who was slowly falling apart beneath his touch.
“but jimin,” jeongguk complains between labored breaths.
from his neck to his collarbone to his ear, taehyung takes his sweet time absolutely ravishing the boy beneath him who was slowly falling apart beneath his touch.
“but jimin,” jeongguk complains between labored breaths.
“…is asleep,” taehyung finishes for him, not looking to slow down anytime soon.
now jeongguk’s got his fingers in taehyung’s hair as well, tugging at the curls on the nape of his neck every time he kisses a sensitive part of his body.
luckily for jeongguk, yet unluckily for
now jeongguk’s got his fingers in taehyung’s hair as well, tugging at the curls on the nape of his neck every time he kisses a sensitive part of his body.
luckily for jeongguk, yet unluckily for
taehyung’s poor scalp, he’s sensitive just about everywhere.
“tae… oh god,” his voice trails off, protests dying on his tongue as he feels a finger tweak at his nipple.
he was a goner at this point.
“only been with you for 2 days, and i already know how to make you moan so
“tae… oh god,” his voice trails off, protests dying on his tongue as he feels a finger tweak at his nipple.
he was a goner at this point.
“only been with you for 2 days, and i already know how to make you moan so
pretty for me,” taehyung remarks when he pulls away from jeongguk’s now red and bruised shoulder.
“ah… ‘s so good,” he slurs while throwing his head back. “kiss me?”
taehyung smiles, lifting his head up.
“i thought you’d never ask.”
their lips get closer, heads leaning in
“ah… ‘s so good,” he slurs while throwing his head back. “kiss me?”
taehyung smiles, lifting his head up.
“i thought you’d never ask.”
their lips get closer, heads leaning in
and eyes shutting. they’re about to go down a path with no return, but then—
buzzing, loud in the relatively silent apartment, and ever present.
the sound brings jeongguk back to earth. he remembers the phone call, namjoon, all of it.
he doesn’t want to kiss taehyung anymore.
buzzing, loud in the relatively silent apartment, and ever present.
the sound brings jeongguk back to earth. he remembers the phone call, namjoon, all of it.
he doesn’t want to kiss taehyung anymore.
“shit,” taehyung curses under his breath while pulling away. he pats down his pockets in search of his phone, but the light from the living room suggests that it was still face up on the couch.
jeongguk backs away slowly as taehyung runs into the next room. his mind is going a
jeongguk backs away slowly as taehyung runs into the next room. his mind is going a
millions thoughts per second.
“oh, why is he calling me?” he hears taehyung ask from a few feet away.
jeongguk just squeezes his eyes shut, sighing loudly. he’s frustrated, confused, and still oddly turned on.
what a great combination.
“oh, why is he calling me?” he hears taehyung ask from a few feet away.
jeongguk just squeezes his eyes shut, sighing loudly. he’s frustrated, confused, and still oddly turned on.
what a great combination.
consumed in his thoughts, jeongguk barely registers the sound of footsteps. a few seconds later, he hears his voice again, only this time it’s a lot fainter. he must have walked away.
it’s hard to make out exactly what the idol is saying, so jeongguk begins moving closer.
it’s hard to make out exactly what the idol is saying, so jeongguk begins moving closer.
what began as unintelligible murmurs eventually morph into “hyung wait,” followed by more words he can’t make out, then “let me see what i can do.”
by the time jeongguk is peering around the corner, half way down the hall leading to taehyung’s bedroom, he can hear the full
by the time jeongguk is peering around the corner, half way down the hall leading to taehyung’s bedroom, he can hear the full
conversation.
“no, that doesn’t work for me… huh? how long? i dunno, how could you possibly— yeah, yeah, got it.”
feet moving with a mind of their own, jeongguk gravitates towards the doorway.
“hyung, how many times do i have to tell you that i got this? i’ll take care of it,
“no, that doesn’t work for me… huh? how long? i dunno, how could you possibly— yeah, yeah, got it.”
feet moving with a mind of their own, jeongguk gravitates towards the doorway.
“hyung, how many times do i have to tell you that i got this? i’ll take care of it,
don’t worry… what? oh, tomorrow? i don’t think i can leave him here… his friend’s here too, yeah… i really don’t know hyung, he hasn’t said any more about that yet, and i don’t wanna push him—“
a floorboard creaks as jeongguk shifts his weight. he bites his lip and currently
a floorboard creaks as jeongguk shifts his weight. he bites his lip and currently
wants to melt into the damn creaky ground.
“hyung, i’ll call you back,” taehyung whispers into the phone before hanging up abruptly.
jeongguk’s still holding his breath with his eyes closed and body frozen when taehyung comes out of his room and sees him against the wall.
“hyung, i’ll call you back,” taehyung whispers into the phone before hanging up abruptly.
jeongguk’s still holding his breath with his eyes closed and body frozen when taehyung comes out of his room and sees him against the wall.
“gukkie? what are you doing?”
exhaling loudly, jeongguk opens his eyes and lets his muscles relax.
“i just heard you on the phone and well…” he trails off while looking at the ground.
taehyung sighs now too, putting his phone in his pocket in one motion. silently, he grabs
exhaling loudly, jeongguk opens his eyes and lets his muscles relax.
“i just heard you on the phone and well…” he trails off while looking at the ground.
taehyung sighs now too, putting his phone in his pocket in one motion. silently, he grabs
jeongguk by the waist and pulls him close.
“i’m gonna take a wild guess and say that you’re not going to sleep any time soon considering you just drank a monster at 1:30 am.”
bashfully, jeongguk giggles as he tries to squirm away.
“tae! don’t call me out like that!”
“i’m gonna take a wild guess and say that you’re not going to sleep any time soon considering you just drank a monster at 1:30 am.”
bashfully, jeongguk giggles as he tries to squirm away.
“tae! don’t call me out like that!”
taehyung smiles back, still holding him gently. he loves the way his skin feels under his touch, contact exhilarating to say the least.
“hey,” jeongguk says quietly once the laughter had died down. “speaking of call, who were you talking to just now?”
taehyung pauses.
“hey,” jeongguk says quietly once the laughter had died down. “speaking of call, who were you talking to just now?”
taehyung pauses.
he can’t tell him, not now at least.
so he just does what he knows best: shuts him up with a kiss.
jeongguk’s doe eyes go wide at the sudden feeling of taehyung’s lips on his. he stumbles backwards and hits the wall with a rather loud thump.
“you talk too much, ya know that?”
so he just does what he knows best: shuts him up with a kiss.
jeongguk’s doe eyes go wide at the sudden feeling of taehyung’s lips on his. he stumbles backwards and hits the wall with a rather loud thump.
“you talk too much, ya know that?”
with every kiss, every touch, and every second that passes in taehyung’s arms, jeongguk forgets everything he was just about to say.
his anger over namjoon calling taehyung dissolves into the heavy lust filled air around them, and pretty soon he finds himself in taehyung’s bed.
his anger over namjoon calling taehyung dissolves into the heavy lust filled air around them, and pretty soon he finds himself in taehyung’s bed.
since he couldn’t have his mouth do it for him, jeongguk lets his body talk now.
together, they share the language of love under the veil of night, kissing and caressing one another until their lips grow sore and swollen. but even that doesn’t stop them, for they are young and
together, they share the language of love under the veil of night, kissing and caressing one another until their lips grow sore and swollen. but even that doesn’t stop them, for they are young and
prone to mistakes such as these.
so that’s how jeongguk ends up crawling on top of taehyung, pulling his t-shirt off and leaning back down to continue kissing the idol, his idol.
the moment is so surreal—so much to the point where jeongguk has to check twice to make sure this
so that’s how jeongguk ends up crawling on top of taehyung, pulling his t-shirt off and leaning back down to continue kissing the idol, his idol.
the moment is so surreal—so much to the point where jeongguk has to check twice to make sure this
isn’t some weird 2 am fever dream.
but no, it was indeed very real. taehyung beneath him, chest rising and falling at a timed rhythm contrasting jeongguk’s erratic heart, was very real. the emotions they felt as the two undressed, revealing themselves wholly and unapologetically
but no, it was indeed very real. taehyung beneath him, chest rising and falling at a timed rhythm contrasting jeongguk’s erratic heart, was very real. the emotions they felt as the two undressed, revealing themselves wholly and unapologetically
to each other, were most definitely real. this vulnerable moment, skin to skin in bed together, is real.
everything felt so right, so perfect, as taehyung slowly pulls jeongguk to his side, flipping them over. he pushes the hair out of jeongguk’s face with a delicate touch,
everything felt so right, so perfect, as taehyung slowly pulls jeongguk to his side, flipping them over. he pushes the hair out of jeongguk’s face with a delicate touch,
smiling into the darkness. after a final peck on the lips, taehyung travels down further, leaving a field of beautiful red stains blossoming like flowers in spring.
jeongguk places his hand on taehyung’s head, running his fingers through the locks as the elder playfully swipes
jeongguk places his hand on taehyung’s head, running his fingers through the locks as the elder playfully swipes
his tongue over jeongguk’s happy trail.
extremely ticklish, he convulses at the touch, giggling without end, begging “taehyung, quit it!”
“but you look so cute like this,” the elder remarks through a smirk.
all it takes is one whine after that, and he surrenders with ease.
extremely ticklish, he convulses at the touch, giggling without end, begging “taehyung, quit it!”
“but you look so cute like this,” the elder remarks through a smirk.
all it takes is one whine after that, and he surrenders with ease.
just as he lowers himself more, there’s a tug on his hair.
“taehyungie?” jeongguk calls out. he has to pause and take a moment to breathe before he continues. “do we, um… do we have to do /that/ tonight?”
lifting his head up, taehyung gives him a look of confuison. he’s
“taehyungie?” jeongguk calls out. he has to pause and take a moment to breathe before he continues. “do we, um… do we have to do /that/ tonight?”
lifting his head up, taehyung gives him a look of confuison. he’s
propped up on his elbows now, and even though the room is mostly dark, he can always see the glimmer of jeongguk’s galaxy encapsulated eyes.
“what d’ya mean, gukkie?”
jeongguk sits up a bit too, thinking hard before speaking.
“like sex things, do we have to do that tonight?
“what d’ya mean, gukkie?”
jeongguk sits up a bit too, thinking hard before speaking.
“like sex things, do we have to do that tonight?
what if i just wanna lay here with you naked? is that okay with you?”
and there go jeongguk’s insecurities talking for him—an unfortunately regular occurrence ever since his messy breakup with you know who.
he’s scared, so scared, that once he’s intimate with taehyung this will
and there go jeongguk’s insecurities talking for him—an unfortunately regular occurrence ever since his messy breakup with you know who.
he’s scared, so scared, that once he’s intimate with taehyung this will
all come to a screeching halt, and he never wants this to end.
taehyung pushes himself up, sitting upright in between jeongguk’s legs. the younger is now leaning against the headboard directly across from taehyung.
jeongguk can physically feel the idol’s eyes on him, so he
taehyung pushes himself up, sitting upright in between jeongguk’s legs. the younger is now leaning against the headboard directly across from taehyung.
jeongguk can physically feel the idol’s eyes on him, so he
grabs a nearby pillow and covers himself quickly.
“of course we don’t have to. we don’t have to do anything you don’t want, jeonggukie,” he answers calmly.
pulling the pillow away, he adds, “don’t get all shy on me now. c’mere, we have some serious cuddling to do, mister.”
“of course we don’t have to. we don’t have to do anything you don’t want, jeonggukie,” he answers calmly.
pulling the pillow away, he adds, “don’t get all shy on me now. c’mere, we have some serious cuddling to do, mister.”
waking up in taehyung’s embrace is by far the best way to spend a morning jeongguk decides.
sunlight peers through the window, filtering past the blinds and drawing elongated striped shadows across the bed. warmth radiates from the soft rays, seeping into the sheets and hugging
sunlight peers through the window, filtering past the blinds and drawing elongated striped shadows across the bed. warmth radiates from the soft rays, seeping into the sheets and hugging
their interconnected bodies.
when he shifts, slowly turning around to face a sleeping taehyung, jeongguk realizes that they’re both still naked. ears instantly turning red, he’s suddenly glad taehyung isn’t awake to see him blush so hard like this.
the whole apartment is
when he shifts, slowly turning around to face a sleeping taehyung, jeongguk realizes that they’re both still naked. ears instantly turning red, he’s suddenly glad taehyung isn’t awake to see him blush so hard like this.
the whole apartment is
silent, and the stillness is welcomed considering how chaotic their lives are as of late.
it’s so quiet that jeongguk can even hear the soft puffs of air that leave taehyung’s nose as he exhales in deep slumber. he finds it cute, the way taehyung looks so innocent and childlike
it’s so quiet that jeongguk can even hear the soft puffs of air that leave taehyung’s nose as he exhales in deep slumber. he finds it cute, the way taehyung looks so innocent and childlike
in his sleep. resembling a bird’s nest, his fluffy brown hair sits atop his head, bangs going every which way and falling over his face. a light rose sweeps across his cheekbones right below puffy eyes and fluttering lashes.
needless to say, jeongguk could stare at him all day.
needless to say, jeongguk could stare at him all day.
“you’re so beautiful,” he whispers.
and he truly meant it with all his heart. taehyung is the most beautiful man he has ever seen, inside and out. oh how jeongguk wishes he was his.
waking up like this, it’s bittersweet. it’s incredible now that he’s here, but the creeping
and he truly meant it with all his heart. taehyung is the most beautiful man he has ever seen, inside and out. oh how jeongguk wishes he was his.
waking up like this, it’s bittersweet. it’s incredible now that he’s here, but the creeping
realization that he won’t always be here ruins the moment. taehyung is not his boyfriend. they are not together in any way shape or form. hell, he can’t even say they’re friends.
at the end of the day, kim taehyung, the sleeping man next to him, is one of korea’s biggest solo
at the end of the day, kim taehyung, the sleeping man next to him, is one of korea’s biggest solo
idols, and jeon jeongguk is just another university student with a futile crush on him. the universe decided to play some nasty games on them by bringing the two together under some rather peculiar circumstances, but this isn’t forever, and he has to keep reminding himself.
hope is a dangerous thing, and he can’t catch himself getting comfortable.
with a sigh, jeongguk leans in and kisses taehyung’s forehead. the idol mumbles in his sleep, snuggling into the pillow.
he decides to go back to bed, because at least then he can live in his dreams.
with a sigh, jeongguk leans in and kisses taehyung’s forehead. the idol mumbles in his sleep, snuggling into the pillow.
he decides to go back to bed, because at least then he can live in his dreams.
reality slaps him in the face with a rather rude awakening when taehyung is no longer by his side. jeongguk reaches out, expecting to feel his warm body next to him, but instead his hands meet cold sheets.
he immediately sits up, looking around the room for signs of where the
he immediately sits up, looking around the room for signs of where the
idol had went. all he sees however is white walls and dark clothes thrown on the floor.
out of habit, he extends his arm to grab his phone on the nightstand. damn, did he really sleep past 12 again? honestly, he can’t even keep track of how many of his classes he’s missed.
out of habit, he extends his arm to grab his phone on the nightstand. damn, did he really sleep past 12 again? honestly, he can’t even keep track of how many of his classes he’s missed.
in the distance, the TV can be heard, some random news channel playing. the noise of an uptight reporter is coupled with none other than jimin’s snoring.
kicking the covers off, jeongguk climbs out of bed. the winter air hits his exposed skin instantaneously, and he looks around
kicking the covers off, jeongguk climbs out of bed. the winter air hits his exposed skin instantaneously, and he looks around
for his clothes to protect him.
grabbing the first things he sees, jeongguk gets dressed. it doesn’t take him long to realize the boxers and sweats are not his, but he couldn’t care less. at least he wasn’t cold anymore.
just for good measure, he wraps a fuzzy blanket around
grabbing the first things he sees, jeongguk gets dressed. it doesn’t take him long to realize the boxers and sweats are not his, but he couldn’t care less. at least he wasn’t cold anymore.
just for good measure, he wraps a fuzzy blanket around
himself like a tortilla, and pretty soon his burrito self is waddling out of the room in search of taehyung.
as he walks down the hall, jimin’s snores become louder and louder until he eventually stops in front of the room jimin was fast asleep in.
with a fond smile on his face
as he walks down the hall, jimin’s snores become louder and louder until he eventually stops in front of the room jimin was fast asleep in.
with a fond smile on his face
jeongguk closes the door and decides to let him sleep for a bit longer.
the living room is empty as well, and jeongguk starts to wonder why the TV is on if no one else is awake.
shuffling over, he grabs the remote from the coffee table and turns the TV off. who even watches
the living room is empty as well, and jeongguk starts to wonder why the TV is on if no one else is awake.
shuffling over, he grabs the remote from the coffee table and turns the TV off. who even watches
the news anymore? it’s too depressing.
with jimin’s door shut and the TV off, the apartment is quiet again. the silence is unsettling, because where the hell is taehyung? if he needed to go somewhere, he should have at least told jeongguk.
now the boy is just left with his
with jimin’s door shut and the TV off, the apartment is quiet again. the silence is unsettling, because where the hell is taehyung? if he needed to go somewhere, he should have at least told jeongguk.
now the boy is just left with his
crippling insecurities, wondering if maybe, just maybe, he said or did something wrong and taehyung left him. what if he’s never coming back? but wait, jeongguk stops to think. he sits on a stool in the kitchen and pouts.
this is his apartment. he has to be coming back. right?
this is his apartment. he has to be coming back. right?
when taehyung comes home, it’s about four in the afternoon, and the apartment is eerily silent.
he carries the groceries inside and shuts the door with his foot, kicking his shoes off before trudging into the kitchen.
placing the bags on the countertop, he doesn’t even stop to
he carries the groceries inside and shuts the door with his foot, kicking his shoes off before trudging into the kitchen.
placing the bags on the countertop, he doesn’t even stop to
put the needed items in the fridge, for his curiosity takes over.
where is jeongguk and why is it so quiet?
as he walks towards the hallway, he first shrugs off his winter coat and throws it over the couch. hm, the TV is off, and taehyung swears he left it on. that’s weird.
where is jeongguk and why is it so quiet?
as he walks towards the hallway, he first shrugs off his winter coat and throws it over the couch. hm, the TV is off, and taehyung swears he left it on. that’s weird.
walking further down the hall, he notices the guest room door is wide open.
with marshmallow feet dancing on his tippy toes, taehyung creeps into the room. he sees jeongguk, or the back of his head at least, fast asleep under a thick quilt.
how the boy is still sleeping this
with marshmallow feet dancing on his tippy toes, taehyung creeps into the room. he sees jeongguk, or the back of his head at least, fast asleep under a thick quilt.
how the boy is still sleeping this
late in the day, he has no idea.
only the crown of his messy hair can be seen peeking out of the quilt as he had pulled the sheets as high as possible.
taehyung leans down to kiss the top of his head, and jeongguk stirs in his sleep.
“hi baby, sorry for leaving,” he whispers.
only the crown of his messy hair can be seen peeking out of the quilt as he had pulled the sheets as high as possible.
taehyung leans down to kiss the top of his head, and jeongguk stirs in his sleep.
“hi baby, sorry for leaving,” he whispers.
the curtains were drawn and lights turned off, so taehyung can’t really make out the details of his face, but the idol still lowers the quilt nonetheless. he just knows jeongguk looks cute right now.
“tae,” the boy calls out, eyes still shut and barely cognizant.
taehyung just
“tae,” the boy calls out, eyes still shut and barely cognizant.
taehyung just
smiles, now slowly getting on his knees so he can be at proper eye-level.
“i meant to tell you i’d be gone for a bit, but you were sleeping so soundly, i didn’t wanna wake you,” he explains while running his hands through soft hair.
jeongguk turns his head to face taehyung,
“i meant to tell you i’d be gone for a bit, but you were sleeping so soundly, i didn’t wanna wake you,” he explains while running his hands through soft hair.
jeongguk turns his head to face taehyung,
clearly still asleep. he snuggles into the pillow and leans into taehyung’s touch.
quickly, he leans down and places a soft kiss on his lips.
taehyung pulls away and goes to stand, but jeongguk grabs him by the neck and brings him back.
“tae,” he mumbles right before crashing
quickly, he leans down and places a soft kiss on his lips.
taehyung pulls away and goes to stand, but jeongguk grabs him by the neck and brings him back.
“tae,” he mumbles right before crashing
their lips together.
the sudden action takes taehyung by surprise, and something about the way this all feels is a bit off putting to the idol.
is jeongguk still asleep?
“wanted this for so long…” he confesses in between kisses.
taehyung laughs and pulls away momentarily.
the sudden action takes taehyung by surprise, and something about the way this all feels is a bit off putting to the idol.
is jeongguk still asleep?
“wanted this for so long…” he confesses in between kisses.
taehyung laughs and pulls away momentarily.
“baby, i just kissed you this morning. i didn’t realize you missed it that bad!”
jeongguk mumbles into another kiss, lips moving with a purpose.
taehyung’s knees begin to ache, and he’s about to pull away when his phone starts ringing.
jeongguk whines, but taehyung gets up
jeongguk mumbles into another kiss, lips moving with a purpose.
taehyung’s knees begin to ache, and he’s about to pull away when his phone starts ringing.
jeongguk whines, but taehyung gets up
anyways, patting down his pockets in search of his phone.
the realization that he left it in his jacket pocket hits him like a train, and pretty soon he’s sprinting down the hallway. you see, he has been expecting an important call.
when he finally gets to the closet,
the realization that he left it in his jacket pocket hits him like a train, and pretty soon he’s sprinting down the hallway. you see, he has been expecting an important call.
when he finally gets to the closet,
he’s racing against time to grab his phone and bring the screen up to his face.
what he sees however, makes his heart stop.
jeongguk is calling him.
but wait, that doesn’t make any sense. if jeongguk’s calling, then who was he just kissing?
oh my god… jimin.
what he sees however, makes his heart stop.
jeongguk is calling him.
but wait, that doesn’t make any sense. if jeongguk’s calling, then who was he just kissing?
oh my god… jimin.
“jeongguk, hi!” taehyung feigns joy over the phone. he sounds out of breath, and jeongguk can tell from the way he pants.
“uh,” he mumbles. “hi, where are you?”
taehyung leans against the wall behind him, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply.
“at the apartment. where are you?”
“uh,” he mumbles. “hi, where are you?”
taehyung leans against the wall behind him, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply.
“at the apartment. where are you?”
“i just had to run to my dorm to grab my textbooks and stuff… i still have to keep up with my classes ya know.”
“oh,” taehyung comments. he’s sliding down the wall slowly, unsure of how to proceed. he’s in uncharted territory right now.
“well when are you coming back?”
“oh,” taehyung comments. he’s sliding down the wall slowly, unsure of how to proceed. he’s in uncharted territory right now.
“well when are you coming back?”
“might not come back until late, honestly. i have a shit ton of choreography to catch up on for our upcoming show, so i was just gonna stay and practice ‘til i collapse,” jeongguk rattles off with a laugh.
taehyung wishes he could laugh right now. oh wow, he’s stressed.
taehyung wishes he could laugh right now. oh wow, he’s stressed.
on the other end of the line, jeongguk is walking through the gym, passing by students busy working out and what not to get to the dance studio. he has his phone pressed against the crook of his neck with his shoulder, both hands occupied as he holds open the door for someone.
“anyways, i hope you don’t mind. i should’ve left a note or something, but then again, so should’ve you.”
taehyung sighs, now rubbing his temples with his free hands.
“yeah, ‘m sorry about that.”
jeongguk hums as he enters another hallway. “where did you go anyways?”
taehyung sighs, now rubbing his temples with his free hands.
“yeah, ‘m sorry about that.”
jeongguk hums as he enters another hallway. “where did you go anyways?”
“um i…” taehyung trails off. geez, he hates lying. “i just had some errands to run. stopped by the company and picked up some grocieries—boring adult stuff.”
in his defense, it wasn’t a total lie. he did indeed stop at the company, just for reasons undisclosed.
in his defense, it wasn’t a total lie. he did indeed stop at the company, just for reasons undisclosed.
a girl exiting the studio holds the door open for him, so jeongguk mumbles a quick, “oh, thank you!” with a small bow before entering the room.
he likes to think it’s the universe’s way of paying him back: one good deed for another type thing. good karma if you will.
he likes to think it’s the universe’s way of paying him back: one good deed for another type thing. good karma if you will.
he’s smiling now, walking over to put his water bottle down, hop in his step.
“oh, okay. did you by chance get anything to drink other than monster?” he jokes.
taehyung laughs drly, “yeah i did.”
“great!” jeongguk chirps. hm, today feels like a good day, he thinks to himself.
“oh, okay. did you by chance get anything to drink other than monster?” he jokes.
taehyung laughs drly, “yeah i did.”
“great!” jeongguk chirps. hm, today feels like a good day, he thinks to himself.
it’s the first day since the whole /incident/ that jeongguk’s been outside of that damn apartment. he feels liberated and free, like nothing could possibly stop him now.
“oh, taehyungie?”
no, not the cute nick names! taehyung’s going to be sick.
“y-yeah?”
“how’s jiminie?”
“oh, taehyungie?”
no, not the cute nick names! taehyung’s going to be sick.
“y-yeah?”
“how’s jiminie?”
oh yeah no, he’s definitely going to throw up.
“jimin?” taehyung repeats, mouth suddenly dry.
jeongguk starts jumping in place, getting his blood flowing.
“yeah,” he breathes out in between hops. “i feel bad for just ditching him, hope you don’t mind! is he still asleep?”
“jimin?” taehyung repeats, mouth suddenly dry.
jeongguk starts jumping in place, getting his blood flowing.
“yeah,” he breathes out in between hops. “i feel bad for just ditching him, hope you don’t mind! is he still asleep?”
taehyung looks back in the direction of the room, and guilt floods his thoughts.
“yeah, i uh, i think so,” he manages to respond.
“man, i swear that boy could sleep through an apocalypse!” he laughs. but no, he doesn’t stop there, because why would he? “literally, if jiminie
“yeah, i uh, i think so,” he manages to respond.
“man, i swear that boy could sleep through an apocalypse!” he laughs. but no, he doesn’t stop there, because why would he? “literally, if jiminie
was sleeping beauty and prince charming kissed him, he STILL wouldn’t wake up!”
bad choice of words, jeongguk.
taehyung feels like he’s drowning.
“oh yeah?” he just laughs through the pain. currently, he feels like crying, but his eyes remain dry.
“yeah, haha,” jeongguk
bad choice of words, jeongguk.
taehyung feels like he’s drowning.
“oh yeah?” he just laughs through the pain. currently, he feels like crying, but his eyes remain dry.
“yeah, haha,” jeongguk
replies enthusiastically. he’s a bit out of breath now, but he still persists.
“anyways, i gotta get to learning this. i’ll see you at the apartment?”
taehyung falls over, now completely on the ground, phone laying next to his head.
“yup.”
“okay, don’t wait up for me!”
“anyways, i gotta get to learning this. i’ll see you at the apartment?”
taehyung falls over, now completely on the ground, phone laying next to his head.
“yup.”
“okay, don’t wait up for me!”
taehyung squeezes his eyes shut. pretending that everything was okay is so exhausting, oh wow.
“sure thing!”
jeongguk’s about to hang up when he pauses. “and tae?”
“hm?” he hums, physically unable to speak.
“thank you for doing all of this. i really appreciate it. you’re a
“sure thing!”
jeongguk’s about to hang up when he pauses. “and tae?”
“hm?” he hums, physically unable to speak.
“thank you for doing all of this. i really appreciate it. you’re a
good guy, truly.”
and that my friends is the nail in the coffin. rip kim taehyung; it was nice knowing ya!
cursing internally, taehyung realizes he needs to end this phone call before he literally combusts.
“no prob! now go back to dancing, i’ll see you, bye!”
he’s fvcked.
and that my friends is the nail in the coffin. rip kim taehyung; it was nice knowing ya!
cursing internally, taehyung realizes he needs to end this phone call before he literally combusts.
“no prob! now go back to dancing, i’ll see you, bye!”
he’s fvcked.
getting his sorry ass off of the floor was a task in and of itself, but eventually taehyung is back on his feet and trudging into the kitchen.
by the time he gets there, the milk has left a puddle of condensation on his counter top, and the coffee he picked up on the way is no
by the time he gets there, the milk has left a puddle of condensation on his counter top, and the coffee he picked up on the way is no
longer hot. rather, it’s a disgusting luke warm.
stomach already doing flips from his conversation with jeongguk, he decides to just throw the whole thing away with a sigh.
this day truly could not get any worse, he thinks to himself while slowly organizing the groceries.
stomach already doing flips from his conversation with jeongguk, he decides to just throw the whole thing away with a sigh.
this day truly could not get any worse, he thinks to himself while slowly organizing the groceries.
like a child, taehyung walks down the hallway, speeding yo momentarily when he passed jimin’s room like it was that one super scary and dark closet you never dared enter at night.
with quick feet, he navigates himself in and out of his room in record time, changing into more
with quick feet, he navigates himself in and out of his room in record time, changing into more
comfortable clothes and slipping on his glasses. on his way out, he grabs his laptop and shuts the door rather loudly with his foot.
he doesn’t think twice about causing a ruckus, because well, the idol isn’t quite used to living with other people. being loud was never a real
he doesn’t think twice about causing a ruckus, because well, the idol isn’t quite used to living with other people. being loud was never a real
issue, so he never learned to be contentious of those around him in that sense.
he seriously contemplates just holing up in his room to check social media and maybe work on a new song, but being that close to jimin honestly freaks him out, wall between them and everything.
he seriously contemplates just holing up in his room to check social media and maybe work on a new song, but being that close to jimin honestly freaks him out, wall between them and everything.
so that’s how he ends up on the couch, scrolling through the hot mess of an absolute shit show that was stan twitter.
he loves his fans, he really does, but sometimes they do some questionable things. one of which is targeting jeongguk of all people. it’s just not fair.
he loves his fans, he really does, but sometimes they do some questionable things. one of which is targeting jeongguk of all people. it’s just not fair.
taehyung subconsciously begins chewing on his lower lip as he continues reading, diving even further into the blue bird app.
the fact that namjoon even has this many fans still takes him by surprise. oh if only they knew the real him. he wonders if they’ll ever know.
the fact that namjoon even has this many fans still takes him by surprise. oh if only they knew the real him. he wonders if they’ll ever know.
tae’s TL (on his secret stan account ofc)
and then there were two
sympathizing
taehyung drops his phone on his chest, now slumped in the couch like putty.
he feels bad, really really bad. thinking about it all now, he caused this. the reason everyone is on the hunt for jeongguk and apparently jimin as well is because of him. honestly, if taehyung didn’t
he feels bad, really really bad. thinking about it all now, he caused this. the reason everyone is on the hunt for jeongguk and apparently jimin as well is because of him. honestly, if taehyung didn’t
exist, namjoon would have never been a part of jeongguk’s life, and he could have spared him so much pain and suffering.
and even now, taehyung realizes he’s still causing so much chaos. his fans are worried sick about him. sitting up, he realizes he should post for them.
and even now, taehyung realizes he’s still causing so much chaos. his fans are worried sick about him. sitting up, he realizes he should post for them.
so he does just that
engrossed in reading his eager fans’ replies and reactions, taehyung doesn’t even hear a door opening down the hall.
“guk? you here?”
taehyung freezes. oh dear, jimin is awake.
he can’t even bring himself to say anything, so he stays exactly where he is as jimin walks through
“guk? you here?”
taehyung freezes. oh dear, jimin is awake.
he can’t even bring himself to say anything, so he stays exactly where he is as jimin walks through
the apartment.
“you would not /believe/ the wild dream i just had! like it was—“
jimin finally enters the living room and sees him laying there just as shocked as he is.
“oh, taehyung… hi. where’s jeongguk?”
taehyung rushes to sit up, scrambling all over the place.
“you would not /believe/ the wild dream i just had! like it was—“
jimin finally enters the living room and sees him laying there just as shocked as he is.
“oh, taehyung… hi. where’s jeongguk?”
taehyung rushes to sit up, scrambling all over the place.
“he just went to the campus for a bit to get caught up on dance or something like that,” the idol explains while smoothing out the wrinkles in his shirt.
jimin just pauses, thinking momentarily before skipping over to the couch nonchalantly.
“okay, guess it’s just you and me!”
jimin just pauses, thinking momentarily before skipping over to the couch nonchalantly.
“okay, guess it’s just you and me!”
“yup,” taehyung laughs along, indiscreetly inching away from jimin.
but of course, jimin does not take the hint (when does he ever, it’s just so not his style).
“sooo,” he begins, scooting over until his side is pressed against taehyung. “what’re we doing today? any plans?”
but of course, jimin does not take the hint (when does he ever, it’s just so not his style).
“sooo,” he begins, scooting over until his side is pressed against taehyung. “what’re we doing today? any plans?”
taehyung averts his gaze when jimin tries to make direct eye contact. that’s too much commotion for him right now.
“w-we?” he stammers.
“well yeah, i sure as hell don’t have anything better to do, and if guk’s gone for dance, he’s not coming back ‘til tomorrow morning.”
“w-we?” he stammers.
“well yeah, i sure as hell don’t have anything better to do, and if guk’s gone for dance, he’s not coming back ‘til tomorrow morning.”
“oh,” he comments simply, shifting his weight a bit uncomfortably. well, to be honest, this whole situation is largely uncomfortable for him.
but not for jimin.
“don’t think we can go out ‘cause you’re, well, /you/. but besides that, let’s find something to do. i really think
but not for jimin.
“don’t think we can go out ‘cause you’re, well, /you/. but besides that, let’s find something to do. i really think
we got off on the wrong foot earlier,” he confesses while rubbing the back of his neck shyly.
you see, jimin isn’t one to admit his faults easily. call him what you want, but this is a first for him.
“but uh, you seem to be really important in gukkie’s life, mine as well if
you see, jimin isn’t one to admit his faults easily. call him what you want, but this is a first for him.
“but uh, you seem to be really important in gukkie’s life, mine as well if
we’re being frank here, but we both care about him, so for his sake you better like me back!”
jimin slaps him on the thigh as he says his last sentence to make his point. taehyung just stares down at his hand, mind going blank.
“uh huh,” he mumbles.
“up until a few days ago,
jimin slaps him on the thigh as he says his last sentence to make his point. taehyung just stares down at his hand, mind going blank.
“uh huh,” he mumbles.
“up until a few days ago,
i was arguably just as infatuated with you as guk was, or is i guess,” the elder continues while squeezing taehyung’s thigh lightly. “i don’t wanna say i got over you, ‘cause that would be a flat out lie, but i’m working on it, so bear with me!”
taehyung’s too busy staring and
taehyung’s too busy staring and
trying to process jimin’s touch to give a proper response, so all that leaves hi mouth is another half-hearted, “uh huh, okay.”
finally, jimin notices.
“tae? you okay?” he asks while shaking him by the leg.
taehyung immediately snaps his head up, fluffy hair falling into his
finally, jimin notices.
“tae? you okay?” he asks while shaking him by the leg.
taehyung immediately snaps his head up, fluffy hair falling into his
eyes with the sudden movement. jimin finds it kinda cute, but he’d never admit that out loud in front of him.
“yeah, i’m fine. so what do you want to do?” taehyung answers smoothly, running his hands through his hair to fix it and appear less disheveled—at least externally.
“yeah, i’m fine. so what do you want to do?” taehyung answers smoothly, running his hands through his hair to fix it and appear less disheveled—at least externally.
“hmm,” jimin thinks to himself while leaning back. “i would say we should watch a movie, but last time we did that you fell asleep almost instantly.”
taehyung smiles and looks away, “ah, sorry about that.”
“s’all good, don’t worry!” jimin replies. “besides, i wouldn’t know what
taehyung smiles and looks away, “ah, sorry about that.”
“s’all good, don’t worry!” jimin replies. “besides, i wouldn’t know what
we’d watch anyways. netflix has too many options… that’s a real issue you know—!”
“yes, i know i know. you mentioned it earlier,” taehyung cuts in, looking up now.
jimin tilts his head to the side, finally making proper eye contact. “oh, oops!”
“so no netflix?” taehyung
“yes, i know i know. you mentioned it earlier,” taehyung cuts in, looking up now.
jimin tilts his head to the side, finally making proper eye contact. “oh, oops!”
“so no netflix?” taehyung
inquires. his phone buzzes, but he ignores it.
“hm… do you play any video games?”
taehyung thinks for a second. “uh, i do yeah, but i don’t have any of my consoles here.”
jimin pouts, leaning forward and pressing his elbows into his thighs. he cups his face in his hands.
“hm… do you play any video games?”
taehyung thinks for a second. “uh, i do yeah, but i don’t have any of my consoles here.”
jimin pouts, leaning forward and pressing his elbows into his thighs. he cups his face in his hands.
he looks cute like that, chubby cheeks on full display, taehyung thinks.
“what do people even do these days?” jimin huffs.
taehyung kicks his feet up onto the coffee table in front of them. he had on mismatching fuzzy socks, and jimin finds it amusing.
“what’s up with your
“what do people even do these days?” jimin huffs.
taehyung kicks his feet up onto the coffee table in front of them. he had on mismatching fuzzy socks, and jimin finds it amusing.
“what’s up with your
socks?” he asks, reaching out to hit his ankles playfully.
taehyung wiggles his toes as he responds, “oh these? i don’t really stay here often at all, so they’re all i have.”
looking down at his own feet, jimin realizes he’s quite cold himself.
“hey, you got any more?”
taehyung wiggles his toes as he responds, “oh these? i don’t really stay here often at all, so they’re all i have.”
looking down at his own feet, jimin realizes he’s quite cold himself.
“hey, you got any more?”
so that’s how they end up wearing somehow matching yet totally not fuzzy socks together which their feet as they do various activities around the apartment. said activities include taehyung teaching jimin the whole choreography to singularity, and jimin proceeding to play dumb
and allow him to go slow count by count even though he learned it long ago as soon as it came out. this also includes jimin convincing taehyung to let him properly file his nails, as well as style his long curls any way he pleases.
of course in return taehyung gets to gossip to
of course in return taehyung gets to gossip to
him all he wants as jimin goes to work on his hands and head. since he’s been on tour for the majority of this year, taehyung’s amassed quite the stockpile of piping hot tea just waiting to be spilled.
when the sun sets and the two are back on the couch, jimin is massaging
when the sun sets and the two are back on the couch, jimin is massaging
the idol’s sore legs as he eats the last bit of fried rice the two had made together about half an hour prior.
“this is really good, oh my god,” taehyung moans with his mouth stuffed. “i ate like an absolute pig when i was on tour. i’ve missed home cooked meals so much!”
“this is really good, oh my god,” taehyung moans with his mouth stuffed. “i ate like an absolute pig when i was on tour. i’ve missed home cooked meals so much!”
jimin smiles, “really? i was concerned you weren’t eating enough. i mean look at you,” he pokes his side playfully. “you look a lot thinner!”
taehyung covers his mouth with his hand, rice threatening to fall from trying to stifle his laughter.
“i’m not! i just started working
taehyung covers his mouth with his hand, rice threatening to fall from trying to stifle his laughter.
“i’m not! i just started working
out.”
jimin smiles even wider now. “oh, is that so?” he challenges.
taehyung puts down his now practically empty plate.
“yeah! my next concept is going to be super manly, grrr!”
they’re both laughing now, clearly worlds more comfortable with each other. in fact, taehyung
jimin smiles even wider now. “oh, is that so?” he challenges.
taehyung puts down his now practically empty plate.
“yeah! my next concept is going to be super manly, grrr!”
they’re both laughing now, clearly worlds more comfortable with each other. in fact, taehyung
hasn’t even thought of the kiss once all evening. they just feel like close friends right now, nothing more and nothing less. at least, that’s what taehyung thinks.
“nooo, i like cute baby tae! you suit the soft concept so well, babyyy~”
jimin leans in, reaching to pinch his
“nooo, i like cute baby tae! you suit the soft concept so well, babyyy~”
jimin leans in, reaching to pinch his
cheeks, but taehyung is quick to grab his wrists and pin them on his thigh purposefully.
“nuh-uh,” he tuts, shaking his head along to add emphasis.
with a sigh, jimin stops resisting, and his hands relax in the younger’s lap. taehyung slides his legs off of jimin and slowly
“nuh-uh,” he tuts, shaking his head along to add emphasis.
with a sigh, jimin stops resisting, and his hands relax in the younger’s lap. taehyung slides his legs off of jimin and slowly
releases his once bound wrists.
“behave yourself, jiminie,” he teases with a pointed finger.
the air is light and playful, and taehyung’s radiant boxy grin illuminates the room. yet for some reason, jimin gulps at the command, words stirring up something deep inside of him.
“behave yourself, jiminie,” he teases with a pointed finger.
the air is light and playful, and taehyung’s radiant boxy grin illuminates the room. yet for some reason, jimin gulps at the command, words stirring up something deep inside of him.
with a dry throat and wavering confidence, jimin asks, “what if i don’t wanna?”
taehyung shifts his whole body to properly face him, and it’s only then he notices jimin’s hands are still in his lap.
“don’t want to what, behave? i thought we were getting along well,” taehyung
taehyung shifts his whole body to properly face him, and it’s only then he notices jimin’s hands are still in his lap.
“don’t want to what, behave? i thought we were getting along well,” taehyung
whines. he rests his head against the couch, now seeing the world at a 60 degree angle.
“i thought you were a good boy,” he adds.
now where in the world that came from, neither of them know. but it’s out there, and there’s no taking it back.
“you literally saw me beat namjoon
“i thought you were a good boy,” he adds.
now where in the world that came from, neither of them know. but it’s out there, and there’s no taking it back.
“you literally saw me beat namjoon
up right in front of you,” jimin argues, bringing his legs up and sitting with them crossed. he moves his hand to situatuate himself as he speaks, but right after he’s done adjusting, they just gravitate back to taehyung’s knee naturally.
“yeah, i did…” taehyung trails off.
“yeah, i did…” taehyung trails off.
memories of that day flood into his brain, and suddenly he’s pulling away.
jeongguk… he can’t do this to him.
he’s caught himself doing something really stupid. to be fair, taehyung is in an incredible emotionally vulnerable and malleable state. he’s not entirely sure of
jeongguk… he can’t do this to him.
he’s caught himself doing something really stupid. to be fair, taehyung is in an incredible emotionally vulnerable and malleable state. he’s not entirely sure of
anything he feels anymore.
all this time, jeongguk’s been a great source of support and happiness for him. but in hindsight, taehyung liked the idea of jeongguk, not the person himself. he never got the chance to get to know the younger. to taehyung, he was just that fan who was
all this time, jeongguk’s been a great source of support and happiness for him. but in hindsight, taehyung liked the idea of jeongguk, not the person himself. he never got the chance to get to know the younger. to taehyung, he was just that fan who was
always there. the one with the bunny smile and dozens of never ending cute gifts and letters. but once the fan meets and concerts ended, they went their separate ways.
maybe these past few days with jeongguk were pointless. at the end of this, they’re going to part once again.
maybe these past few days with jeongguk were pointless. at the end of this, they’re going to part once again.
and taehyung, he can’t afford to get attached. he can’t afford to have his feelings toyed with again, not after everything that has happened.
jeongguk means strings, tons and tons of strings attached. he means history and deep rooted emotions. the other night, when they were
jeongguk means strings, tons and tons of strings attached. he means history and deep rooted emotions. the other night, when they were
laying in bed together, taehyung caught himself doing something bad once more. he was falling hard. from the way jeongguk fidgets his fingers to the way he scrunches his nose all cutely, taehyung loved it, and frankly it scared him.
now, he’s being given an out.
“are you okay?”
now, he’s being given an out.
“are you okay?”
jimin’s eyes are blown wide, irises glistening with concern. his small fingers now grip taehyung’s thigh, and it would be a blatant lie to say the idol didn’t enjoy it. the elder is a lot closer now, crowding into his space to check on him.
this, this is his out: jimin.
this, this is his out: jimin.
taehyung doesn’t say anything, just stares at jimin and lets his eyes do all the talking.
jimin’s face contorts into one of confusion at first, but then it goes completely blank. his brain is going a thousand thoughts per second. a part of himself is trying to repress the
jimin’s face contorts into one of confusion at first, but then it goes completely blank. his brain is going a thousand thoughts per second. a part of himself is trying to repress the
dream he just had kissing taehyung along with his years of attraction towards the man right in front of him.
kim taehyung, international celebrity and saught after by millions, is inches away from his face right now.
but at the same time, part of him restrains himself
kim taehyung, international celebrity and saught after by millions, is inches away from his face right now.
but at the same time, part of him restrains himself
remembering his best friend and the promises he’s made.
wordlessly, taehyung puts his own hand on top of jimin’s resting on his thigh. the elder just looks down at the touch, trying to process the different voices in his head all at once.
he can’t. but he wants to, so damn bad.
wordlessly, taehyung puts his own hand on top of jimin’s resting on his thigh. the elder just looks down at the touch, trying to process the different voices in his head all at once.
he can’t. but he wants to, so damn bad.
when jimin finally lifts his head back up, taehyung is dangerously close to him.
the idol’s eyes are clearly trained right on his lips, and he anxious darts his tongue out in anticipation.
taehyung begins leaning in, but jimin doesn’t budge an inch. pretty soon he can feel
the idol’s eyes are clearly trained right on his lips, and he anxious darts his tongue out in anticipation.
taehyung begins leaning in, but jimin doesn’t budge an inch. pretty soon he can feel
the younger’s hot breath fanning out and hitting his skin.
neither of them say a word as taehyung grabs both of jimin’s hands and uses them as leverage to push him back until he laying on the arm rest, taehyung on top of him.
not once has jimin stopped staring at taehyung’s
neither of them say a word as taehyung grabs both of jimin’s hands and uses them as leverage to push him back until he laying on the arm rest, taehyung on top of him.
not once has jimin stopped staring at taehyung’s
glassy eyes. hooded and dark now, there’s something different about the way he looks at jimin. it’s almost like this taehyung is a completely different person than the man he was just dancing with.
taehyung begins lowering himself, and eventually his long bangs hit jimin’s
taehyung begins lowering himself, and eventually his long bangs hit jimin’s
forehead. now they’re making lethal eye contact, jimin’s gaze shifting left and right as he remains conflicted and confused.
their lips are now so close that if jimin moves a centimeter they’d be recreating his ‘dream.’
ever so slowly, taehyung flutters his eyes closed before
their lips are now so close that if jimin moves a centimeter they’d be recreating his ‘dream.’
ever so slowly, taehyung flutters his eyes closed before
leaning in. lips brushing softly, the contact is electric. he’s about to seal the deal when—
“stop! i can’t!”
the doorbell rings at the same exact time jimin shrieks.
they’re both frozen in place, realization crashing down that they really fvcked up, like majorly.
“stop! i can’t!”
the doorbell rings at the same exact time jimin shrieks.
they’re both frozen in place, realization crashing down that they really fvcked up, like majorly.
when neither of them make any movements, the doorbell keeps ringing, now accompanied by knocks and a voice.
“taehyung? you here? answer the door!”
the tone scares both the idol and jimin, and pretty soon they’re scrambling away from each other hastily.
“taehyung? you here? answer the door!”
the tone scares both the idol and jimin, and pretty soon they’re scrambling away from each other hastily.
jimin’s left laying on the couch with his eyes wide and lips parted. he can’t even bring himself to get up as taehyung practically sprints to the door.
“coming! i’m coming!” the idol shouts as he navigates past the pile of shoes by the entrance. he struggles to pry the door open
“coming! i’m coming!” the idol shouts as he navigates past the pile of shoes by the entrance. he struggles to pry the door open
as the rug had been bunched up under it due to his running, but eventually he swings it open.
“sorry that took so long i was—hyung?”
taehyung just stares, releasing the doorknob and letting it hit the wall with a bang.
“what are you going here?”
“sorry that took so long i was—hyung?”
taehyung just stares, releasing the doorknob and letting it hit the wall with a bang.
“what are you going here?”
the elder just pushes past taehyung and his confused face.
tracking snow into the apartment, he doesn’t even take off his shoes, obviously moving with urgency.
“where’s jeongguk? is he here?”
stepping into the living room, he’s met by the sight of jimin rushing to sit up.
tracking snow into the apartment, he doesn’t even take off his shoes, obviously moving with urgency.
“where’s jeongguk? is he here?”
stepping into the living room, he’s met by the sight of jimin rushing to sit up.
the younger immediately stands, anger boiling inside of him.
“why the fvck are you here?!”
namjoon takes a step back at jimin’s resounding voice, stumbling a bit when he feels taehyung rush past him.
“jimin, maybe you should go—“
but he only shakes taehyung off, clearly not
“why the fvck are you here?!”
namjoon takes a step back at jimin’s resounding voice, stumbling a bit when he feels taehyung rush past him.
“jimin, maybe you should go—“
but he only shakes taehyung off, clearly not
going anywhere anytime soon.
“no, answer me,” he deadpans.
for the first time in years, namjoon actually looks afraid; he actually looks human.
“listen,” he pleads while keeping his distance. “i’ll tell you everything, but right now i need to know where jeongguk is.”
“no, answer me,” he deadpans.
for the first time in years, namjoon actually looks afraid; he actually looks human.
“listen,” he pleads while keeping his distance. “i’ll tell you everything, but right now i need to know where jeongguk is.”
crossing his arms defiantly, jimin stands his ground.
“and why would i tell /you/ that?”
namjoon sighs in frustration. he runs his hands through his hair before he speaks again, proceeding with caution.
“he’s not safe right now. my twitter has been blowing up with my fans
“and why would i tell /you/ that?”
namjoon sighs in frustration. he runs his hands through his hair before he speaks again, proceeding with caution.
“he’s not safe right now. my twitter has been blowing up with my fans
spewing nothing but hate towards him.”
taehyung steps in, now on jimin’s side both literally and metaphorically.
“yeah, i saw that too, but they don’t know who he is, so i don’t understand how he’d be in trouble.”
namjoon goes to pull out his phone, explaining all the while,
taehyung steps in, now on jimin’s side both literally and metaphorically.
“yeah, i saw that too, but they don’t know who he is, so i don’t understand how he’d be in trouble.”
namjoon goes to pull out his phone, explaining all the while,
“i think they /do/ know. i saw this concerning tweet about a girl who swears she saw a guy wearing the same sweater from the pictures of you two at her college.”
jimin and taehyung step forward to see what he was referring to.
as namjoon unlocks his phone, he continues
jimin and taehyung step forward to see what he was referring to.
as namjoon unlocks his phone, he continues
speaking.
“she even took a picture of him, and it looked like—“
“holy shit!” jimin shrieks. “that’s our dance studio! how did they know?”
taehyung stumbles backwards, mind going blank.
this is not good, not at all. he needs to find jeongguk. he needs him to be okay.
“she even took a picture of him, and it looked like—“
“holy shit!” jimin shrieks. “that’s our dance studio! how did they know?”
taehyung stumbles backwards, mind going blank.
this is not good, not at all. he needs to find jeongguk. he needs him to be okay.
the tweet
“the number you have dialed—“
“fvck! it keeps going to voicemail,” jimin curses while pacing across his living room.
“what should we do?” namjoon asks tentatively, now leaning against the wall scrolling through twitter. he’s trying to find any hints as to what’s going on, but
“fvck! it keeps going to voicemail,” jimin curses while pacing across his living room.
“what should we do?” namjoon asks tentatively, now leaning against the wall scrolling through twitter. he’s trying to find any hints as to what’s going on, but
to no avail so far.
“we?” jimin snaps, standing in place. “you speak french now? there’s no /we/ in this, namjoon. you’ve done enough already.”
“jimin,” taehyung tries. “he just wants to help.”
spinning around on his heels, jimin points his finger at the idol.
“we?” jimin snaps, standing in place. “you speak french now? there’s no /we/ in this, namjoon. you’ve done enough already.”
“jimin,” taehyung tries. “he just wants to help.”
spinning around on his heels, jimin points his finger at the idol.
“you don’t get a say in this either! just two seconds ago you were ready to… ugh!” he shouts. god, this is all so infuriating.
the room goes silent then, all eyes on jimin.
“i need to go,” he announces suddenly.
he grabs a hoodie and rushes to the door. “i’ll head to the
the room goes silent then, all eyes on jimin.
“i need to go,” he announces suddenly.
he grabs a hoodie and rushes to the door. “i’ll head to the
campus now and make sure he’s okay. you two stay here, and for fvck’s sake don’t do anything stupid.”
after cramming his feet into his shoes, he swings the door open. “and taehyung, call your manager! he might be able to help!”
then he’s out the door, leaving them speechless.
after cramming his feet into his shoes, he swings the door open. “and taehyung, call your manager! he might be able to help!”
then he’s out the door, leaving them speechless.
“i’m in love with—“
the music cuts off mid-phrase, and jeongguk’s frustrated sigh fills the air. he pants loudly, hunching over to catch his breath.
for the life of him, he could not get the timing right on the footwork. since satan himself choreographed the dance, almost all
the music cuts off mid-phrase, and jeongguk’s frustrated sigh fills the air. he pants loudly, hunching over to catch his breath.
for the life of him, he could not get the timing right on the footwork. since satan himself choreographed the dance, almost all
of the hits are on the off-beats, which made it fittingly a living hell to learn on his own.
“fvck me,” he shouts into the empty studio.
with sore legs, he hobbles over to the mirror where his practically empty water bottle lies. he collapses on the floor, letting his eyes
“fvck me,” he shouts into the empty studio.
with sore legs, he hobbles over to the mirror where his practically empty water bottle lies. he collapses on the floor, letting his eyes
flutter shut and chest heave.
the sweat causes his shirt to stick to his back uncomfortably, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
when jeongguk finally works up the energy and willpower to get up and fill his water bottle, he hears the door open.
“oh! sorry, i didn’t realize
the sweat causes his shirt to stick to his back uncomfortably, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
when jeongguk finally works up the energy and willpower to get up and fill his water bottle, he hears the door open.
“oh! sorry, i didn’t realize
anyone was in here.”
jeongguk turns his head to get a rotated view of a girl who looks oddly familiar standing in the enterance.
body immediately jolting to sit up, he’s struck with immediate whiplash.
“ow,” he mutters while grabbing his now throbbing neck.
jeongguk turns his head to get a rotated view of a girl who looks oddly familiar standing in the enterance.
body immediately jolting to sit up, he’s struck with immediate whiplash.
“ow,” he mutters while grabbing his now throbbing neck.
“wait, i know you,” jeongguk comments while getting to his feet. “you were here before me, right?”
the mystery girl steps forward, bowing politely.
“ah, yes, i was! you have a good memory,” she adds on with a pleasant smile. “i think i just left something here.”
the mystery girl steps forward, bowing politely.
“ah, yes, i was! you have a good memory,” she adds on with a pleasant smile. “i think i just left something here.”
jeongguk looks around briefly, scanning the room to verify his allegedly ‘good memory’ which tells him that he didn’t see anything here earlier.
“um, what was it?” he asks.
“my earrings: i took them off before, but i think i forgot to grab them on my way out.”
“um, what was it?” he asks.
“my earrings: i took them off before, but i think i forgot to grab them on my way out.”
“ah,” jeongguk hums. “do you need help? i don’t seem to be getting anywhere with this damn choreography, so i think it’s about time i take a break.”
the girl looks down, smiling bashfully. “you don’t have to do that! thank you…”
“jeongguk,” he responds. “and it’s no problem!”
the girl looks down, smiling bashfully. “you don’t have to do that! thank you…”
“jeongguk,” he responds. “and it’s no problem!”
bad vibes
“yoongi hyung…? shit,” taehyung ends the call. it went to voice mail again.
“he’s still not answering?” namjoon asks, now seated on the couch.
“nope, he must be in a meeting or something.”
just one look at the idol can tell you how stressed out he is currently, jaw clenched
“he’s still not answering?” namjoon asks, now seated on the couch.
“nope, he must be in a meeting or something.”
just one look at the idol can tell you how stressed out he is currently, jaw clenched
and hair tousled from the many times he’s pulled at it.
“hey,” the elder calls out, voice soft and warm. “wanna sit for a bit? i can take over the phone, and you can take a sec to calm down.”
with a loud exhale, taehyung obliges. he plops down on the couch and lets his body
“hey,” the elder calls out, voice soft and warm. “wanna sit for a bit? i can take over the phone, and you can take a sec to calm down.”
with a loud exhale, taehyung obliges. he plops down on the couch and lets his body
sink into the cushions.
“i feel like absolute shit,” he groans while squinting his eyes.
namjoon takes the phone out of taehyung’s hands, gently holding him for a second before pulling away altogether.
“trust me, i know. it’ll pass, tae.”
“i sure hope so.”
“i feel like absolute shit,” he groans while squinting his eyes.
namjoon takes the phone out of taehyung’s hands, gently holding him for a second before pulling away altogether.
“trust me, i know. it’ll pass, tae.”
“i sure hope so.”
and just like that, taehyung lets namjoon comfort him.
echos of the mistakes of years past ring in his ears, but he’s quick to dismiss them. the man next to him right now is not the same man who emotionally manipulated him and so many others.
namjoon has changed. his old self
echos of the mistakes of years past ring in his ears, but he’s quick to dismiss them. the man next to him right now is not the same man who emotionally manipulated him and so many others.
namjoon has changed. his old self
would most definitely not be here. his old self would never have alerted him of jeongguk’s safety being at risk.
taehyung’s a strong believer in second chances, but he only gives them to those who prove they deserve it. that’s what namjoon is doing right now, proving himself.
taehyung’s a strong believer in second chances, but he only gives them to those who prove they deserve it. that’s what namjoon is doing right now, proving himself.
“taehyung-ah,” the elder hesitated quietly.
he puts the phone down to properly address him, for he desperately needed to speak to taehyung.
staying completely still, he responds, “yeah?”
“can we,” namjoon starts then pauses momentarily. “um, can we talk please?”
this time the
he puts the phone down to properly address him, for he desperately needed to speak to taehyung.
staying completely still, he responds, “yeah?”
“can we,” namjoon starts then pauses momentarily. “um, can we talk please?”
this time the
idol lifts his head, making eye contact and furrowing his brows.
“i don’t know if there’s anything to say, hyung. i can see you want to be better, but some things can’t be undone.”
namjoon sighs, taking his face into his hands. “i know that, and i don’t want to ‘undo’ anything.
“i don’t know if there’s anything to say, hyung. i can see you want to be better, but some things can’t be undone.”
namjoon sighs, taking his face into his hands. “i know that, and i don’t want to ‘undo’ anything.
as much as i want to, i can’t change the past, but i can do my best to make sure the future isn’t the same.”
taehyung wants to believe him, he really does. after all, just last week he still considered namjoon one of his closest friends. but then again, this isn’t that easy.
taehyung wants to believe him, he really does. after all, just last week he still considered namjoon one of his closest friends. but then again, this isn’t that easy.
“okay, but you should be apologizing to jeongguk, not me.”
finally moving his hands away from his face, namjoon’s words come out clearer now.
“yes, i know, but you deserve an apology as well. whether or not you accept it is totally up to you, but i need to say this regardless.”
finally moving his hands away from his face, namjoon’s words come out clearer now.
“yes, i know, but you deserve an apology as well. whether or not you accept it is totally up to you, but i need to say this regardless.”
for a second, taehyung swears he sees a flash of vulnerability in namjoon’s eyes.
“okay, go ahead,” he complies. what does he have to lose? absolutely nothing at this point.
“i’m sorry, for everything,” namjoon begins. “you didn’t deserve a single second of what i did to you.”
“okay, go ahead,” he complies. what does he have to lose? absolutely nothing at this point.
“i’m sorry, for everything,” namjoon begins. “you didn’t deserve a single second of what i did to you.”
he’s deflecting, taehyung thinks. so far he hasn’t mentioned exactly what he did, therefore he must be refusing to acknowledge—
“my obsession with you was disgusting looking back on it, and i never should have let it get to that point. i sincerely apologize.”
oh. never mind.
“my obsession with you was disgusting looking back on it, and i never should have let it get to that point. i sincerely apologize.”
oh. never mind.
“i hurt you and the people you care about, but honestly what bothers me the most is your birthday a few years back.”
taehyung’s mouth goes dry at the mention of that dreaded night, a memory he tried so hard to suppress of the lowest point in his life.
“yeah?”
taehyung’s mouth goes dry at the mention of that dreaded night, a memory he tried so hard to suppress of the lowest point in his life.
“yeah?”
“you were in a horribly fragile mental and emotional state, and i knew that. i knew it, and i took advantage of it because i didn’t care about anything or anyone else except myself.”
as namjoon confesses his sins, taehyung feels as though he’s suffocating from every syllable.
as namjoon confesses his sins, taehyung feels as though he’s suffocating from every syllable.
“i just wanted,” namjoon pauses. he feels the air grow heavy with taehyung’s pained stare.
he hates how he’s still hurting.
“i just wanted you all to myself, and that night there you were, all to myself.”
taehyung can’t maintain eye contact anymore, irises stinging.
he hates how he’s still hurting.
“i just wanted you all to myself, and that night there you were, all to myself.”
taehyung can’t maintain eye contact anymore, irises stinging.
“tae, if i could take it back, i would in a heartbeat. but the truth is i can’t, and that’s something i’ll have to live with forever,” namjoon insisted.
then taehyung opens his mouth, speaking for the first time in a while, “and i’ll have to live with the fact that i don’t know
then taehyung opens his mouth, speaking for the first time in a while, “and i’ll have to live with the fact that i don’t know
how to handle a proper relationship at all.”
“what?” namjoon questions, leaning down in an attempt to get a look at his downturned face.
“i’ve been alone all this time, and it made me literally crave physically affection and connection. whenever i got just a little bit of it,
“what?” namjoon questions, leaning down in an attempt to get a look at his downturned face.
“i’ve been alone all this time, and it made me literally crave physically affection and connection. whenever i got just a little bit of it,
i completely lost control. even just earlier today i—“
he freezes. his eyelashes grow damp as they trap in his sorrow.
namjoon is concerned, so he tries once more, “taehyung?”
“i don’t know why i’m even telling you this,” he laughs flatly. “i’m a horrible person.”
he freezes. his eyelashes grow damp as they trap in his sorrow.
namjoon is concerned, so he tries once more, “taehyung?”
“i don’t know why i’m even telling you this,” he laughs flatly. “i’m a horrible person.”
“why do you say that?”
taehyung sniffles, sitting up with a watery smile.
“i can tell you one thing for sure,” he says slowly.
namjoon tilts his head, “what’s that?”
“neither of us deserve jeongguk at all, not a single bit.”
taehyung sniffles, sitting up with a watery smile.
“i can tell you one thing for sure,” he says slowly.
namjoon tilts his head, “what’s that?”
“neither of us deserve jeongguk at all, not a single bit.”
“did you find it?” jeongguk asks, crawling on the floor.
honestly, there isn’t many places earrings could have gone. it’s a dance studio; there’s literally no furniture! it’s an empty room.
the girl jumps at his voice, hurrying to put her phone away. “what? oh no, i haven’t.”
honestly, there isn’t many places earrings could have gone. it’s a dance studio; there’s literally no furniture! it’s an empty room.
the girl jumps at his voice, hurrying to put her phone away. “what? oh no, i haven’t.”
“oh,” jeongguk mumbles, going back to searching once more. “so do you go here? i’ve never seen you around.”
the girl turns around with a small smile. she sits and leans against the wall to face him as she speaks.
“yeah i do, but i don’t normally come to this side of campus.”
the girl turns around with a small smile. she sits and leans against the wall to face him as she speaks.
“yeah i do, but i don’t normally come to this side of campus.”
jeongguk hums, still on all fours like a naive toddler.
“i must say,” she adds on, admiring jeongguk’s commitment as well as his body proportions. she swears if he wasn’t potentially an assailant, she might even make a move. “i haven’t seen you either, which is truly a shame.”
“i must say,” she adds on, admiring jeongguk’s commitment as well as his body proportions. she swears if he wasn’t potentially an assailant, she might even make a move. “i haven’t seen you either, which is truly a shame.”
unconsciously, his ears go red at the blatant compliment.
“um, why do you say that?”
“‘cause,” she explains, sneakily snapping a picture of the boy. “you’re quite the sight to see to be honest.”
oh wow, she’s very straightforward.
“th-thank you,” jeongguk stutters out.
“um, why do you say that?”
“‘cause,” she explains, sneakily snapping a picture of the boy. “you’re quite the sight to see to be honest.”
oh wow, she’s very straightforward.
“th-thank you,” jeongguk stutters out.
internally, the girl gags. she’s just trying to stall to get as much information of out him as possible. her endgame is for him to confess, but she has to warm him up first.
“oh!” jeongguk exclaims when something shiny catches his eye. he carefully picks up a pendant, clearly
“oh!” jeongguk exclaims when something shiny catches his eye. he carefully picks up a pendant, clearly
not an earring, but still jewelry none the less.
when he brings it up to his eyes, he lets out a sigh. it’s just his own necklace; it must have fallen off earlier.
“what is it?” the girl inquires, now walking over herself.
jeongguk pockets it and stands up. “nothing, just
when he brings it up to his eyes, he lets out a sigh. it’s just his own necklace; it must have fallen off earlier.
“what is it?” the girl inquires, now walking over herself.
jeongguk pockets it and stands up. “nothing, just
my own necklace,” he mutters.
“you wear channel?” she jokes, pointing to the silver pendant hanging out of his sweatpants.
jeongguk pushes it back in and laughs shyly.
“no… i mean, well yes. kind of? someone really close to me gave it to me.”
“you wear channel?” she jokes, pointing to the silver pendant hanging out of his sweatpants.
jeongguk pushes it back in and laughs shyly.
“no… i mean, well yes. kind of? someone really close to me gave it to me.”
the girl quirks her brow, suspicion rising steadily. taehyung loves channel. in fact, his fans often call him an unofficial ambassador at this point. but forget coincidence, that specific necklace is most definitely taehyung’s. she’d recognize it anywhere.
“well, whoever it was
“well, whoever it was
must really care about you,” she adds. “that’s really expensive. who was it, a girlfriend?”
her slightly intrusive questions have jeongguk bordering uncomfortable, but the thought of taehyung pulls him together instantly.
“no, not a girlfriend. just… someone i care about too.”
her slightly intrusive questions have jeongguk bordering uncomfortable, but the thought of taehyung pulls him together instantly.
“no, not a girlfriend. just… someone i care about too.”
“someone you care about…” she trails off. wait, are they dating? she really hit the jackpot.
“so do you have a girlfriend?” she asks with a sly smile. a lot closer now, jeongguk can smell her suffocating perfume.
subtly, he takes a half step back. turning around to face the
“so do you have a girlfriend?” she asks with a sly smile. a lot closer now, jeongguk can smell her suffocating perfume.
subtly, he takes a half step back. turning around to face the
mirror instead of her as he answers, “no, i don’t.”
“oh,” she says, voice upturned. “boyfriend?”
and this time jeongguk stutters, because for some reason taehyung pops into his brain as soon as she mentions the word. but wait, that doesn’t make sense. they’re not dating.
“oh,” she says, voice upturned. “boyfriend?”
and this time jeongguk stutters, because for some reason taehyung pops into his brain as soon as she mentions the word. but wait, that doesn’t make sense. they’re not dating.
“n-no, no boyfriend either.”
he must not be able to mention it of course, she thinks to herself. jeongguk’s nervousness just confirms her suspicions. they’re definitely dating. now all she has to do is get him to admit it.
“oh, so you wouldn’t mind me asking for your number?”
he must not be able to mention it of course, she thinks to herself. jeongguk’s nervousness just confirms her suspicions. they’re definitely dating. now all she has to do is get him to admit it.
“oh, so you wouldn’t mind me asking for your number?”
she asks almost innocently.
this is a full proof plan. if they are together, he won’t be able to give it.
“uh,” jeongguk mutters, looking down at the floor now. his cheeks are burning with embarrassment. “i’m kinda… the person who gave me the necklace, we’re uh, talking.”
this is a full proof plan. if they are together, he won’t be able to give it.
“uh,” jeongguk mutters, looking down at the floor now. his cheeks are burning with embarrassment. “i’m kinda… the person who gave me the necklace, we’re uh, talking.”
talking? that’s not enough.
“well if you’re just ‘talking,’ i’m sure they wouldn’t mind something as harmless as giving me your number, right?”
“um,” jeongguk mumbles trying to find a sufficient answer. “i would but i… i like him a lot. i think he would mind.”
“well if you’re just ‘talking,’ i’m sure they wouldn’t mind something as harmless as giving me your number, right?”
“um,” jeongguk mumbles trying to find a sufficient answer. “i would but i… i like him a lot. i think he would mind.”
“oh, he?” she quirks back, now twirling her hair around her finger. “does he go here?”
jeongguk takes a full step back now, putting a solid five or so feet between them.
“no,” he responds simply, ready to wrap up this conversation. “i don’t think your earrings are here, sorry.”
jeongguk takes a full step back now, putting a solid five or so feet between them.
“no,” he responds simply, ready to wrap up this conversation. “i don’t think your earrings are here, sorry.”
with each inch he moves backwards, the girl moves forward, and suddenly jeongguk gets the feeling that her earrings weren’t even there in the first place. ulterior motives are at play here.
“i better get going too,” he adds on, bending down to grab his empty water bottle.
“i better get going too,” he adds on, bending down to grab his empty water bottle.
but she only insists, crowding in a little too close for comfort.
“what’s the rush? you have a date to get to?”
jeongguk stands up, running his hand through his sweat slicked hair as he responds, “no, i just think i should head back. i’ve been here for hours now.”
“what’s the rush? you have a date to get to?”
jeongguk stands up, running his hand through his sweat slicked hair as he responds, “no, i just think i should head back. i’ve been here for hours now.”
with a small laugh, she looks down.
“oh, okay. it was nice meeting you, jeongguk!”
thinning his lips, jeongguk grins back politely.
“yeah, you too!”
he’s walking away when suddenly a hand grabs his wrist and he’s spinning back around.
“here, take my number just in case
“oh, okay. it was nice meeting you, jeongguk!”
thinning his lips, jeongguk grins back politely.
“yeah, you too!”
he’s walking away when suddenly a hand grabs his wrist and he’s spinning back around.
“here, take my number just in case
you find them somewhere else, yeah?”
she hands him a slip of paper, clearly torn off of the corner of some loose leaf. huh, so she really did have all this planned out.
jeongguk grabs it from her palm, bowing slightly as he replies, “okay.”
he doesn’t notice their proximity
she hands him a slip of paper, clearly torn off of the corner of some loose leaf. huh, so she really did have all this planned out.
jeongguk grabs it from her palm, bowing slightly as he replies, “okay.”
he doesn’t notice their proximity
until he looks up. she’s within arms reach, pungent perfume filling his nostrils.
they’re staring at each other now, completely silent. with an oddly persistent smile, she flutters her eyelashes. meanwhile, jeongguk is about to excuse himself when the door swings open.
“guk!”
they’re staring at each other now, completely silent. with an oddly persistent smile, she flutters her eyelashes. meanwhile, jeongguk is about to excuse himself when the door swings open.
“guk!”
“jiminie?” jeongguk exclaims with eyes wide.
jimin rushes forwards, hands flying to inspect his best friend and touch all over his body.
“are you okay?” he asks frantically, now grabbing his shoulders. out of his peripheral vision, he sees a girl standing weirdly close to them.
jimin rushes forwards, hands flying to inspect his best friend and touch all over his body.
“are you okay?” he asks frantically, now grabbing his shoulders. out of his peripheral vision, he sees a girl standing weirdly close to them.
“uh, who are you?” he interrogates her, tone biting and demanding.
the girl takes a few steps back, playing with her hair nervously as he responds, “sorry! i’ll get going now! jeongguk was just helping me look for something.”
she smiles politely, scampering out of the room.
the girl takes a few steps back, playing with her hair nervously as he responds, “sorry! i’ll get going now! jeongguk was just helping me look for something.”
she smiles politely, scampering out of the room.
“yeah, i’m fine,” jeongguk smiles back, gently brushing smaller hands off of his body. “why do you ask?”
jimin’s face is a mix of relief and shock. he’s relieved his best friend is okay of course, but he’s also in shock as to how jeongguk is so oblivious to everything going on.
jimin’s face is a mix of relief and shock. he’s relieved his best friend is okay of course, but he’s also in shock as to how jeongguk is so oblivious to everything going on.
“n-no reason, let’s go back to the apartment. you’ve been here long enough,” jimin reasons as he pulls him to the door.
jeongguk is confused, but he follows him nonetheless, deciding not to question jimin.
“you missed me that much, huh?” he jokes as the elder grips his wrist.
jeongguk is confused, but he follows him nonetheless, deciding not to question jimin.
“you missed me that much, huh?” he jokes as the elder grips his wrist.
“have you been here all day?” jimin asks as he strides with a brisk pace. jeongguk struggles to keep up, laughing all the way.
“jesus, where’s the fire?,” he teases. “why are you in such a rush?”
jimin stops in his tracks abruptly, causing jeongguk to stumble forward.
“jesus, where’s the fire?,” he teases. “why are you in such a rush?”
jimin stops in his tracks abruptly, causing jeongguk to stumble forward.
“i’ll explain when we get to the apartment, okay?” he says with a curt tone.
wordlessly, jeongguk nods as he tries to process everything that’s happening. it’s a lot, and right now he’s incredibly overwhelmed.
and then they’re off, bolting through campus and down the street.
wordlessly, jeongguk nods as he tries to process everything that’s happening. it’s a lot, and right now he’s incredibly overwhelmed.
and then they’re off, bolting through campus and down the street.
there’s hurried knocks on the door, and taehyung quickly swings it open, greeted by jimin pushing past him with jeongguk in tow.
the younger’s face visibly lights up at the sight of the idol.
“hi taehyungie!” he chirps.
smiling softly now too, he replies, “hi gukkie.”
the younger’s face visibly lights up at the sight of the idol.
“hi taehyungie!” he chirps.
smiling softly now too, he replies, “hi gukkie.”
jimin lets go of him, allowing jeongguk to properly speak to taehyung.
“do you know what’s going on? jimin just dragged me here all the way from campus, and he won’t talk to me,” he pouts.
stepping forward, he gently takes hold of taehyung’s hands, playing with his fingers.
“do you know what’s going on? jimin just dragged me here all the way from campus, and he won’t talk to me,” he pouts.
stepping forward, he gently takes hold of taehyung’s hands, playing with his fingers.
taehyung simply drops his head, staring at the way jeongguk slowly laces their hands together. it hurts. it hurts a lot.
with a reassuring squeeze, he responds, “yeah, don’t worry about that right now. just come inside, okay? let’s all talk for a lil bit.”
and he pulls away.
with a reassuring squeeze, he responds, “yeah, don’t worry about that right now. just come inside, okay? let’s all talk for a lil bit.”
and he pulls away.
warning for this upcoming scene—jk is gonna confront his emotionally abusive ex, aka namjoon. the vmin cheating situation is also gonna come up, so over all, a lot of heavy topics. please only proceed if you’re okay with reading such things, thank you!
“come back here,” jeongguk calls after him, playful tone ringing through the seemingly empty apartment.
his eyes are trained on the back of taehyung’s head, ready to launch forward at any given second to pull him into a back hug, but then he stops completely.
he sees namjoon.
his eyes are trained on the back of taehyung’s head, ready to launch forward at any given second to pull him into a back hug, but then he stops completely.
he sees namjoon.
they make eye contact, and namjoon instantly rises to his feet, wiping his palms on his jeans.
hm, he must be nervous. that makes two of them, he guesses.
“jeongguk… hi,” namjoon says slowly.
turning to taehyung and jimin, he questions harshly, “what is /he/ doing here?”
hm, he must be nervous. that makes two of them, he guesses.
“jeongguk… hi,” namjoon says slowly.
turning to taehyung and jimin, he questions harshly, “what is /he/ doing here?”
“jeongguk, i know you hate me but let’s talk—“
stepping forward, he bites, “i don’t wanna talk to you! there’s nothing more to be said, please just leave.”
taehyung grabs him by the arm, pulling him back.
“wait jeongguk, he’s not the bad guy right now. he actually helped us.”
stepping forward, he bites, “i don’t wanna talk to you! there’s nothing more to be said, please just leave.”
taehyung grabs him by the arm, pulling him back.
“wait jeongguk, he’s not the bad guy right now. he actually helped us.”
quirking his brow, he presses, “helped us how? with what?”
when he’s met with nothing but silence and the three of them exchanging weird looks with each other, jeongguk begins getting frustrated.
“guys! someone tell me what’s going on, please. i’m so confused!”
when he’s met with nothing but silence and the three of them exchanging weird looks with each other, jeongguk begins getting frustrated.
“guys! someone tell me what’s going on, please. i’m so confused!”
“that girl who was with you in the studio,” jimin starts. “she somehow figured out that you were the one with tae from the rumors, and she even posted a picture of you on twitter.”
jeongguk can’t believe what he’s hearing, “wait what? her? she was so nice, though…”
jeongguk can’t believe what he’s hearing, “wait what? her? she was so nice, though…”
“jeonggukie,” taehyung says softly. “you’re too pure for this world, seriously. you can’t be so trusting.”
everyone is reassuring him, all eyes on the boy with wide eyes and pouted lips. well, that is everyone except namjoon who stands silently apart from them.
everyone is reassuring him, all eyes on the boy with wide eyes and pouted lips. well, that is everyone except namjoon who stands silently apart from them.
“i think i’m just gonna go,” namjoon finally speaks up.
taehyung steps in front of him. “wait, don’t leave just yet.”
then jimin pulls jeongguk towards him, protective best friend coming over.
“no offense tae, but you don’t really get to decide that. let him go if he wants.”
taehyung steps in front of him. “wait, don’t leave just yet.”
then jimin pulls jeongguk towards him, protective best friend coming over.
“no offense tae, but you don’t really get to decide that. let him go if he wants.”
and just like that, namjoon is walking away until jeongguk out of all people stops him.
“wait, i wanna know how you helped. stay and talk to me.”
namjoon looks truly shocked, eyebrows raised and mouth slightly open. this was the last thing he expected.
“o-okay,” he mumbles.
“wait, i wanna know how you helped. stay and talk to me.”
namjoon looks truly shocked, eyebrows raised and mouth slightly open. this was the last thing he expected.
“o-okay,” he mumbles.
they all sit rather uncomfortably on the couch, taehyung perched on the armrest, jeongguk to his left, and jimin plopped right in between namjoon and jeongguk.
“so,” namjoon says quietly, trying to make the situation less awkward.
“so,” jimin quips back.
“so,” namjoon says quietly, trying to make the situation less awkward.
“so,” jimin quips back.
jeongguk clears his throat rather loudly, catching everyone’s attention in the process.
“anyone wanna tell me why as this was all going on, no one felt the need to tell ME?!”
they all interject at the same time, jimin instantly protesting, “you didn’t answer your phone!”
“anyone wanna tell me why as this was all going on, no one felt the need to tell ME?!”
they all interject at the same time, jimin instantly protesting, “you didn’t answer your phone!”
taehyung butts in with, “we tried!” and namjoon mumbles under his breathe, “didn’t think you’d want to hear from me.”
“okay, okay! geez! sorry for not answering,” he huffs out, still upset.
silence settles between them, filling in the gaps of their frustrations.
“so what now?”
“okay, okay! geez! sorry for not answering,” he huffs out, still upset.
silence settles between them, filling in the gaps of their frustrations.
“so what now?”
“we should talk,” taehyung says slowly, avoiding eye contact.
jeongguk laughs quietly, “isn’t that what we’re doing right now?”
“well yeah…” the idol trails off.
“i think what tae’s trying to say,” jimin cuts in. “is that there’s more to talk about than just this situation.”
jeongguk laughs quietly, “isn’t that what we’re doing right now?”
“well yeah…” the idol trails off.
“i think what tae’s trying to say,” jimin cuts in. “is that there’s more to talk about than just this situation.”
“more?” jeongguk asks, leaning forward to turn his lead left and right to address his hyungs.
taehyung sighs, causing jeongguk to focus on him for a second.
“yeah uh, i initially didn’t want to have to bring this up right now considering how much you’re going through…”
taehyung sighs, causing jeongguk to focus on him for a second.
“yeah uh, i initially didn’t want to have to bring this up right now considering how much you’re going through…”
“but it needs to be said,” jimin finishes for him.
when the elder speaks up, jeongguk turns to face him, eyes narrowed and brows furrowed.
“/what/ needs to be said?” he inquires.
namjoon remains silent, yet he still leans forward a bit now too, getting intrigued by the second.
when the elder speaks up, jeongguk turns to face him, eyes narrowed and brows furrowed.
“/what/ needs to be said?” he inquires.
namjoon remains silent, yet he still leans forward a bit now too, getting intrigued by the second.
“well you see…” taehyung tries.
the room goes silent again and jimin is so fed up with this. he messed up and he knows it. now it’s time to confess and accept the consequences of his actions.
“taehyung and i almost kissed.”
“actually we did,” taehyung mumbles.
the room goes silent again and jimin is so fed up with this. he messed up and he knows it. now it’s time to confess and accept the consequences of his actions.
“taehyung and i almost kissed.”
“actually we did,” taehyung mumbles.
jeongguk starts laughing, “this is a joke, right? y’all are fvcking with me, haha so funny!”
when he’s met with taehyung’s downturned face and jimin’s elongated sigh, he stops laughing.
“hol up,” jimin looks over jeongguk at the idol. “when did we do that? i stopped you!”
when he’s met with taehyung’s downturned face and jimin’s elongated sigh, he stops laughing.
“hol up,” jimin looks over jeongguk at the idol. “when did we do that? i stopped you!”
“earlier, before you woke up, i thought you were guk so i—“
“you WHAT?!” jimin shouts.
taehyung cringes at the volume. “i’m sorry! i didn’t know, i swear!”
“wait, let me get this straight,” jeongguk says, running his hands through his hair. “did you guys kiss or not?”
“you WHAT?!” jimin shouts.
taehyung cringes at the volume. “i’m sorry! i didn’t know, i swear!”
“wait, let me get this straight,” jeongguk says, running his hands through his hair. “did you guys kiss or not?”
“yes.”
“well then, why did jimin say almost?” he asks taehyung.
“that was uh, another time.”
jeongguk feels like he’s going to faint.
“there’s more than one time?! good lord, how many times have you guys—“
“today was the only time, honest!” jimin exclaims.
“well then, why did jimin say almost?” he asks taehyung.
“that was uh, another time.”
jeongguk feels like he’s going to faint.
“there’s more than one time?! good lord, how many times have you guys—“
“today was the only time, honest!” jimin exclaims.
“i really wanna walk away right now,” jeongguk says, tone harsh around the edges.
“don’t! please don’t!” jimin pleads with him, grabbing his arm.
“but,” he inhales. “i won’t, especially now that i know i can’t trust you two alone.”
and ouch, that hurt. taehyung hates this.
“don’t! please don’t!” jimin pleads with him, grabbing his arm.
“but,” he inhales. “i won’t, especially now that i know i can’t trust you two alone.”
and ouch, that hurt. taehyung hates this.
“i’m really sorry, jeonggukie. i know it doesn’t mean much now since i can’t change what’s already happened, but i understand if you do want to leave,” taehyung apologizes with his head hung low.
the word ‘leave’ lingers in the air, its heavy meaning causing everyone to think
the word ‘leave’ lingers in the air, its heavy meaning causing everyone to think
long and hard about their actions.
‘leave’ doesn’t mean just exiting the room or apartment. it implies being gone forever—exiting not only taehyung’s life but his heart as well.
and maybe, just maybe he thinks, that might be for the best.
speaking of leaving, namjoon wants
‘leave’ doesn’t mean just exiting the room or apartment. it implies being gone forever—exiting not only taehyung’s life but his heart as well.
and maybe, just maybe he thinks, that might be for the best.
speaking of leaving, namjoon wants
nothing more than that, to excuse himself from this horribly awkward and emotion saturated conversation he most definitely does not have a role in.
then again, jeongguk’s pain, the root of it all when it comes down to it, is him. he should stay. it’s only fair.
then again, jeongguk’s pain, the root of it all when it comes down to it, is him. he should stay. it’s only fair.
“i’m sorry too,” namjoon finally says.
all eyes are on him now. frankly, jeongguk forgot he was there for a second.
“although i didn’t have anything to do with /that/,” he motions to the two of them of both sides of the youngest. “i still have caused you so much pain and
all eyes are on him now. frankly, jeongguk forgot he was there for a second.
“although i didn’t have anything to do with /that/,” he motions to the two of them of both sides of the youngest. “i still have caused you so much pain and
affliction, all things that i now understand you never deserved.”
jeongguk feels his eyes water, throat closing as he struggles to maintain eye contact.
“at first when i heard what happened, which was just now by the way, i was so shocked. like i was really sitting here
jeongguk feels his eyes water, throat closing as he struggles to maintain eye contact.
“at first when i heard what happened, which was just now by the way, i was so shocked. like i was really sitting here
thinking ‘how could someone do such a thing?’ but then i remembered the god awful things i did to you, and i shut myself right up. all three of us,” he continues while pointing to himself and the two on his left. “have done horrible things, and we don’t deserve you, jeongguk.”
and for once in his life, jimin agrees with namjoon. maybe instead of jeongguk leaving, they all should leave.
“i’m so—“ his voice cracks. “i’m so so /so/ sorry, gukkie. you’re my best friend, and what i did is unforgivable. i stopped myself, but even then a line was crossed.”
“i’m so—“ his voice cracks. “i’m so so /so/ sorry, gukkie. you’re my best friend, and what i did is unforgivable. i stopped myself, but even then a line was crossed.”
jeongguk is overwhelmed by all of the apologizes he’s received in the last few minutes alone.
all his life, he’s gotten used to being hurt and just dealing with it on his own. never did anyone ever say sorry or even think twice about what they did or how it affected him.
all his life, he’s gotten used to being hurt and just dealing with it on his own. never did anyone ever say sorry or even think twice about what they did or how it affected him.
call him a pushover, but his emotions are currently getting the best of him. all he wants is to fall into his best friend’s arms, to cry and whine all he wants about how hard this all has been on him.
what with the rumors and paparazzi to going on a date with his idol to
what with the rumors and paparazzi to going on a date with his idol to
confronting his ex—all in the span of what? four days?
but then the realization dawned on him that no, he actually can’t do that. he’s supposed to be upset at jimin right now. he’s supposed to hate him and scream at the top of his lungs.
but for some reason his voice isn’t
but then the realization dawned on him that no, he actually can’t do that. he’s supposed to be upset at jimin right now. he’s supposed to hate him and scream at the top of his lungs.
but for some reason his voice isn’t
working right now. words are stuck deep in his throat, clawing their way out but eventually going nowhere, entrapped behind the iron door of his closed mouth.
jimin’s always been there for him, through thick and thin. but now, what’s he supposed to do when jimins the one person
jimin’s always been there for him, through thick and thin. but now, what’s he supposed to do when jimins the one person
he can’t go to? what’s he supposed to do when his safe haven suddenly is no longer safe nor a haven?
then jeongguk turns to taehyung, arguably his first love.
he wants to hug and kiss him all over, to just forget all this ever happened and just cuddle in bed together.
then jeongguk turns to taehyung, arguably his first love.
he wants to hug and kiss him all over, to just forget all this ever happened and just cuddle in bed together.
his heart yearns for his touch, for taehyung to hold him as he cries and tell him everything’s going to be okay. but his mind screams no, tells him that everything is not okay, and that there’s no way any of that could happen.
he’s torn, so confused as to what’s right and wrong.
he’s torn, so confused as to what’s right and wrong.
“all of you,” he starts shakily, head a mess and tears brimming. “crossed a line… and yeah, i should be mad as hell at you, but i can’t.”
he breaks down, dropping his head between his knees and sniffling.
taehyung and jimin both look at the poor boy next to them, their fingers
he breaks down, dropping his head between his knees and sniffling.
taehyung and jimin both look at the poor boy next to them, their fingers
itching to reach out and console him. namjoon feels the same way, but he knows his place.
“i can’t do this!” he exclaims, frustration evident in his voice. “i can’t be mad at you when i still love you both so much. so please, just hold me? just for today, okay? i need it.”
“i can’t do this!” he exclaims, frustration evident in his voice. “i can’t be mad at you when i still love you both so much. so please, just hold me? just for today, okay? i need it.”
jimin’s the first to make a move, rubbing his back soothingly as he’s done many times before. at his touch, jeongguk turns and collapses in his arms, finally letting his tears flow freely.
taehyung and namjoon look on with distraught eyes. they both feel so out place right now.
taehyung and namjoon look on with distraught eyes. they both feel so out place right now.
making eye contact over jimin’s head, namjoon looks over at the hallway then back at him, signaling that they should leave.
silently, namjoon gets up first, taehyung following in suit and allowing jeongguk and jimin to have their much needed alone time.
silently, namjoon gets up first, taehyung following in suit and allowing jeongguk and jimin to have their much needed alone time.
“did you guys actually kiss?” namjoon finally asks him when they enter taehyung’s room.
the idol is slowly shutting the door behind them, careful to not make too much noise as he responds, “yes and no. the first time i genuinely thought he was jeongguk, and the second time
the idol is slowly shutting the door behind them, careful to not make too much noise as he responds, “yes and no. the first time i genuinely thought he was jeongguk, and the second time
we almost did. it was right before you rang the door bell actually.”
“wow,” namjoon breathes out. he falls back onto his bed and lets his head bounce on the mattress for a second before he speaks up again.
“so do you like him? jimin i mean.”
taehyung sighs, walking towards him
“wow,” namjoon breathes out. he falls back onto his bed and lets his head bounce on the mattress for a second before he speaks up again.
“so do you like him? jimin i mean.”
taehyung sighs, walking towards him
slowly. he sits on the edge of the bed and takes his face into his hands.
“no, i really don’t, and that’s what’s confusing me even more! i like jeongguk, or at least that’s what i think? this is all so confusing, hyung,” he rambles.
namjoon hums, eyes glued to the ceiling.
“no, i really don’t, and that’s what’s confusing me even more! i like jeongguk, or at least that’s what i think? this is all so confusing, hyung,” he rambles.
namjoon hums, eyes glued to the ceiling.
“all i know is that jeongguk makes me unmeasurably happy—a kind of happy that not even my fans make me,” he now turns to face namjoon. “i swear, i haven’t felt this way ever before.”
namjoon just hums again, now outstetching his hands above him as if he was trying to touch
namjoon just hums again, now outstetching his hands above him as if he was trying to touch
the stars.
with a pained, “ah!” taehyung falls back on the bed too, covering his face still as he groans, “this is /so/ annoying. i can’t believe i already fvcked it all up! now i’ll never be happy again, and i’ll never—“
“dude,” namjoon says, opening his eyes. “shut up.”
with a pained, “ah!” taehyung falls back on the bed too, covering his face still as he groans, “this is /so/ annoying. i can’t believe i already fvcked it all up! now i’ll never be happy again, and i’ll never—“
“dude,” namjoon says, opening his eyes. “shut up.”
silencing himself for just a second, the idol presses his lips shut. he brings his hands down to his sides and lays there completely still.
“now breathe,” namjoon instructs him, so he does, deep and slow. “okay, now let’s talk. did you fvck up? yes. do you not deserve jeongguk?
“now breathe,” namjoon instructs him, so he does, deep and slow. “okay, now let’s talk. did you fvck up? yes. do you not deserve jeongguk?
also yes. but for some reason which i will never understand, jeongguk still likes you. i can see it plain as day; that boy is adequately in love with you.”
taehyung doesn’t stir an inch and allows him to continue. as namjoon speaks, memories of the past few days play in his
taehyung doesn’t stir an inch and allows him to continue. as namjoon speaks, memories of the past few days play in his
head. from jeongguk knocking over flowers the first time they met to cuddling in bed together just last night, he reminisces on it all, asking himself where did it all go so wrong?
“and i hate to say this,” namjoon adds on quietly, keeping his voice down as if to not intrude on
“and i hate to say this,” namjoon adds on quietly, keeping his voice down as if to not intrude on
taehyung’s walk down memory lane. “but you’ll have to do something a lot worse for him to fall /out/ of love with you. jeongguk gets attached very easily, and i’m ashamed to say that i took advantage of that.”
namjoon sighs and pauses for a second before he continues. taehyung
namjoon sighs and pauses for a second before he continues. taehyung
turns his head to look over at him, and wow, he actually looks remorseful.
“my point in telling you all of this is please don’t do what i did. if you wanted to, you could so easily convince him that this doesn’t mean anything and that you can just go back to the way you things
“my point in telling you all of this is please don’t do what i did. if you wanted to, you could so easily convince him that this doesn’t mean anything and that you can just go back to the way you things
were, but don’t do that. let him come to his own decision. seriously, i feel like shit for not letting him think on his own all these years. it was horrible of me, and i just don’t want to see that happen again, okay?”
with big eyes, taehyung replies, “okay, hyung.”
with big eyes, taehyung replies, “okay, hyung.”
when taehyung sits up on his elbows, he finally gets a good look at namjoon, and he realizes that his eyes are red.
“hyung?” he calls out, tone laced with concern.
namjoon may have done some unspeakable things, but at the end of the day, he’s still one of taehyung’s closest
“hyung?” he calls out, tone laced with concern.
namjoon may have done some unspeakable things, but at the end of the day, he’s still one of taehyung’s closest
friends. they’ve known each other for so long now, and a bond like that doesn’t break overnight.
“tae, you think you fvcked up?” he laughs incredulously. “i’ve made a royal mess.”
“no… don’t,” taehyung reaches out but then hesitates. “that’s not—“
namjoon cuts him off,
“tae, you think you fvcked up?” he laughs incredulously. “i’ve made a royal mess.”
“no… don’t,” taehyung reaches out but then hesitates. “that’s not—“
namjoon cuts him off,
“i told you that it’s incredibly hard to get jeongguk to dislike you because he gets attached easily, so that really puts into perspective how much damage i did considering he hates me now.”
“he doesn’t—“
“yes he does, and i deserve it. there’s no excuse for what i did, tae.”
“he doesn’t—“
“yes he does, and i deserve it. there’s no excuse for what i did, tae.”
the idol exhales, hands gripping the sheets. he wants to comfort him, but there isn’t much he can do at this point.
“just,” namjoon starts, dropping his arms to his chest. “don’t be like me. whatever you do, don’t let it get as bad as i did. stop the cycle for me, please.”
“just,” namjoon starts, dropping his arms to his chest. “don’t be like me. whatever you do, don’t let it get as bad as i did. stop the cycle for me, please.”
taehyung opens his mouth to speak, but like clock work his phone buzzes.
fishing it out of his pocket, he sits up completely now. namjoon remains laying down, blinking back tears.
when taehyung pulls it out, his screen lights up. he has a text from yoongi.
fishing it out of his pocket, he sits up completely now. namjoon remains laying down, blinking back tears.
when taehyung pulls it out, his screen lights up. he has a text from yoongi.
taehyung needs help
yoongi gives his advice
maybe yoongi has a soft spot 🤧
just as taehyung sends his last message, soft knocks bounce off the door.
“tae? namjoon? jeongguk wants to talk to you two,” jimin says behind the door.
they both sit up, looking at each other before saying or doing anything. it’s taehyung that gets up first, speeding over to
“tae? namjoon? jeongguk wants to talk to you two,” jimin says behind the door.
they both sit up, looking at each other before saying or doing anything. it’s taehyung that gets up first, speeding over to
the door.
when he swings it open, he’s met by the sight of messy hair and puffy eyes. jimin still has his hand up to knock again, but he slowly lowers it now.
they just stare into one another’s eyes for an eternity of a second, unspoken apologies translated into sad eyes.
when he swings it open, he’s met by the sight of messy hair and puffy eyes. jimin still has his hand up to knock again, but he slowly lowers it now.
they just stare into one another’s eyes for an eternity of a second, unspoken apologies translated into sad eyes.
taehyung gives him a small smiles before walking past him. as he treks down the hall, he thinks about the almost-kiss. how did he let himself do that? with a sigh, he realizes he has to apologize to jimin as well.
“tae?” jeongguk calls out, voice thin and fragile.
“tae?” jeongguk calls out, voice thin and fragile.
the elder lifts his head to see jeongguk rising from the couch, hands playing with the hem of his shirt.
he’s nervous, taehyung can tell.
initially walking towards him, taehyung quickly realizes that jeongguk might not want to be close to him right now, so he makes a beeline
he’s nervous, taehyung can tell.
initially walking towards him, taehyung quickly realizes that jeongguk might not want to be close to him right now, so he makes a beeline
to the adjacent couch. there’s about a yard and a thousand thoughts between them.
“you wanted to talk to me?”
jeongguk sits down, averting his eyes.
“yeah, and namjoon hyung too… is he coming?”
taehyung leans back to try to get a look at the hallway. he catches a glimpse of
“you wanted to talk to me?”
jeongguk sits down, averting his eyes.
“yeah, and namjoon hyung too… is he coming?”
taehyung leans back to try to get a look at the hallway. he catches a glimpse of
jimin and namjoon both talking in the doorway.
“he’s talking to jimin right now. should we talk alone first? is that okay?”
“um,” jeongguk mumbles, aggressively playing with the buttons on his shirt. “o-okay. we can do that.”
there’s a beat of silence before he speaks up, and
“he’s talking to jimin right now. should we talk alone first? is that okay?”
“um,” jeongguk mumbles, aggressively playing with the buttons on his shirt. “o-okay. we can do that.”
there’s a beat of silence before he speaks up, and
taehyung waits patiently. he’d give him all the time in the world if he could.
“i like you… like a lot,” he starts, raising his head to make wavering eye contact. “do you like me too?”
and wow, it feels like high school all over again. taehyung wants to cringe, but it’s only
“i like you… like a lot,” he starts, raising his head to make wavering eye contact. “do you like me too?”
and wow, it feels like high school all over again. taehyung wants to cringe, but it’s only
then that he notices the sincerity in jeongguk’s glassy eyes, the way he waits expectantly, the way his ears burn red with anxiety coursing through his veins awaiting an answer.
“yeah, yes, yes, of course i do.”
jeongguk visibly relaxes, grip releasing on his poor wrinkled
“yeah, yes, yes, of course i do.”
jeongguk visibly relaxes, grip releasing on his poor wrinkled
shirt and lips parting.
“then why did you kiss or almost kiss jiminie? i-i know we’re not dating or anything, but i thought liking someone meant you only wanted to kiss them…”
taehyung sighs internally, heart aching at the way jeongguk looks and sounds like an insecure child.
“then why did you kiss or almost kiss jiminie? i-i know we’re not dating or anything, but i thought liking someone meant you only wanted to kiss them…”
taehyung sighs internally, heart aching at the way jeongguk looks and sounds like an insecure child.
he wants to assure him, sees that he needs it desperately, so that’s exactly what he does.
“i /do/ only want to kiss you!” taehyung pleads, hands reaching out to still jeongguk’s jittery ones, but he stops himself a few inches short.
jeongguk looks down at his hand
“i /do/ only want to kiss you!” taehyung pleads, hands reaching out to still jeongguk’s jittery ones, but he stops himself a few inches short.
jeongguk looks down at his hand
then back up at taehyung.
“but how could you do it then?” he asks, his own fingers balling into fists.
“it didn’t mean anything, i swear it really didn’t.”
jeongguk releases his fist, drumming his fingers against his knee instead.
“you mean everything to me,” taehyung adds.
“but how could you do it then?” he asks, his own fingers balling into fists.
“it didn’t mean anything, i swear it really didn’t.”
jeongguk releases his fist, drumming his fingers against his knee instead.
“you mean everything to me,” taehyung adds.
taehyung adds, hands finally moving once more to rest gently on jeongguk’s bouncing knee.
“i freaked out, okay? i started thinking about how i don’t actually know you that well, and then i just started spiraling, realizing that my affinity towards you would lead to nothing
“i freaked out, okay? i started thinking about how i don’t actually know you that well, and then i just started spiraling, realizing that my affinity towards you would lead to nothing
since i’m an idol. i like you, but there’s nothing i can do about it! it’s so frustrating jeonggukie, like i wanna kiss you all day, take you out on dates and hold you hand for everyone to see, but i can’t do it, and it hurts so much.”
jeongguk watches as taehyung slowly moves
jeongguk watches as taehyung slowly moves
his fingers in between his. he ponders over his words before speaking, and he realizes that he never thought of things from taehyung’s perspective.
“i get that…” he trails off. “but then why kiss my best friend?”
“he was just there… and i saw him as an out, a means to an end.
“i get that…” he trails off. “but then why kiss my best friend?”
“he was just there… and i saw him as an out, a means to an end.
i now know that it was incredibly stupid and wrong of me, but at the time i was so confused and overwhelmed. i know i hurt you, but please try to understand where i’m coming from.”
their hands are interlaced, and the contact burns through their skin, feels so right.
their hands are interlaced, and the contact burns through their skin, feels so right.
“i’ll let you decide if you want to forgive me or not, but i will never give up on you. i’ll do whatever it takes to show you i mean it, gukkie,” taehyung attests, squeezing his fingers lightly.
“o-okay,” he whispers.
“huh?”
“okay, i believe you,” jeongguk clarifies.
“o-okay,” he whispers.
“huh?”
“okay, i believe you,” jeongguk clarifies.
“wait what?” taehyung asks, leaning forward. the reach is a bit awkward considering they’re not on the same couch, but he doesn’t mind one bit. “you do?”
jeongguk smiles, nose scrunching cutely up in a way taehyung adores.
“yeah, i do. it kinda stings, but i’ll get over it.”
jeongguk smiles, nose scrunching cutely up in a way taehyung adores.
“yeah, i do. it kinda stings, but i’ll get over it.”
“but i don’t want you to just ‘get over it,’ jeonggukie. your emotions are valid. everything that you feel right now is totally understandable,” taehyung continues with a small smile. “don’t repress it all just for me. it’s okay if you’re upset. i get it, trust me i do.”
“well, i am upset,” jeongguk confesses while wiggling his fingers experimentally.
he loves the way their hands mold together, like they’re meant to be held by each other.
“and rightfully so,” taehyung adds on, gazing fondly at jeongguk’s anxious movements. every single habit
he loves the way their hands mold together, like they’re meant to be held by each other.
“and rightfully so,” taehyung adds on, gazing fondly at jeongguk’s anxious movements. every single habit
of his is downright adorable. it’s not fair, he thinks to himself.
“but you apologized, and i believe that it was sincere, that you’re sincere about everything you said.”
the elder hums along, eyes now trained on jeongguk’s moving lips. every single part of him is picture
“but you apologized, and i believe that it was sincere, that you’re sincere about everything you said.”
the elder hums along, eyes now trained on jeongguk’s moving lips. every single part of him is picture
perfect. again, it’s not fair at all. he can’t even imagine a life without jeongguk in it. a world without those pretty lips and big eyes is not a world worth living in.
“so yeah, i forgive you. as long as nothing like this never happens again—“
“it won’t!”
“then i’m all in.”
“so yeah, i forgive you. as long as nothing like this never happens again—“
“it won’t!”
“then i’m all in.”
“all in?” taehyung queries with wide eyes.
“yes. no matter what happens, i wanna be by your side through it all. so now i ask you, kim taehyung, will you be my boyfriend?”
“oh my god,” taehyung cries, rushing forward to pull him into a hug. “yes, yes!”
before they know it,
“yes. no matter what happens, i wanna be by your side through it all. so now i ask you, kim taehyung, will you be my boyfriend?”
“oh my god,” taehyung cries, rushing forward to pull him into a hug. “yes, yes!”
before they know it,
they’re kissing passionately, lips molding together beautifully, movements long and flowing right into the next.
on the edges of their seats, jeongguk finds himself getting off of the couch and easily climbing into taehyung’s lap.
“i’m so sorry,” the idol whispers between
on the edges of their seats, jeongguk finds himself getting off of the couch and easily climbing into taehyung’s lap.
“i’m so sorry,” the idol whispers between
kisses. “i missed you so much, i thought i’d never get to do this again.”
“it’s only been less than a day,” jeongguk remarks.
he pulls away briefly to get a look at taehyung’s smiling face. yeah, he missed this too.
“it’s only been less than a day,” jeongguk remarks.
he pulls away briefly to get a look at taehyung’s smiling face. yeah, he missed this too.
“hey guys are you done—oh shit, my bad!” namjoon curses, covering his eyes as he stumbles back, jimin behind him.
taehyung and jeongguk laugh as they pull apart, both standing and fixing their disheveled clothes.
“is the coast clear? is it safe?” namjoon asks while peeking
taehyung and jeongguk laugh as they pull apart, both standing and fixing their disheveled clothes.
“is the coast clear? is it safe?” namjoon asks while peeking
between his fingers.
“yes, don’t worry,” taehyung jokes. “what’s up, hyung?”
namjoon slowly lowers his hands, sighing in relief. “i was /going/ to ask if you guys were done talking… clearly you are.”
“oh,” jeongguk says bashfully, looking at the ground.
taehyung senses the
“yes, don’t worry,” taehyung jokes. “what’s up, hyung?”
namjoon slowly lowers his hands, sighing in relief. “i was /going/ to ask if you guys were done talking… clearly you are.”
“oh,” jeongguk says bashfully, looking at the ground.
taehyung senses the
awkward tension, so he speaks up, “have you heard from yoongi hyung?”
“no,” namjoon answers simply, putting his hands in his pockets.
just as silence falls upon them, the shrill sound of a doorbell cuts right through it.
“speak of the devil,” taehyung quirks.
“no,” namjoon answers simply, putting his hands in his pockets.
just as silence falls upon them, the shrill sound of a doorbell cuts right through it.
“speak of the devil,” taehyung quirks.
“hi hyung!” taehyung greets his manger cheerfully.
yoongi simply steps past him, commenting a quick, “hello,” before entering the living room.
“namjoon, what’s gotten into him?” he asks while pointing at the idol behind him.
“uh…” he murmurs, unsure of how to explain this.
yoongi simply steps past him, commenting a quick, “hello,” before entering the living room.
“namjoon, what’s gotten into him?” he asks while pointing at the idol behind him.
“uh…” he murmurs, unsure of how to explain this.
“maybe you should ask jeongguk that.”
yoongi looks over at the youngest. he instantly notices his blushing cheeks and fidgeting fingers and realizes, “oh, you guys must’ve finally talked, yeah?”
“yessir we did,” taehyung responds, patting him on the back. “thanks by the way!”
yoongi looks over at the youngest. he instantly notices his blushing cheeks and fidgeting fingers and realizes, “oh, you guys must’ve finally talked, yeah?”
“yessir we did,” taehyung responds, patting him on the back. “thanks by the way!”
the idol makes his way over to jeongguk, a considerate amount of pep in every step he takes. once he’s by his side, he instantly pulls the younger in close, clinging to his petite waist.
“so, everyone’s here?” yoongi asks, surveying the room.
“depends on how you define
“so, everyone’s here?” yoongi asks, surveying the room.
“depends on how you define
‘everyone,’ i guess,” jimin responds, peeking out from behind namjoon. he eventually leans against the wall opposite the man, all the while maintaining lethal eye contact with yoongi.
subconsciously, the eldest takes a big gulp at the sight of jimin.
“okay, good,” he says.
subconsciously, the eldest takes a big gulp at the sight of jimin.
“okay, good,” he says.
“so jeongguk,” yoongi starts while turning to him. “taehyung might’ve told you this already, but as far as the legal aspect of this all, rest assured that our company’s got the whole thing covered. we already took down the soompi article, and pretty soon the malicious tweets will
be gone as well.”
jeongguk sighs in relief, bowing his head in gratitude.
“oh my god! thank you so much i—“
“that’s not all,” yoongi cuts him off. “as per tae’s instructions, we made sure your identity is protected. meaning, you don’t need to worry about avoiding public places
jeongguk sighs in relief, bowing his head in gratitude.
“oh my god! thank you so much i—“
“that’s not all,” yoongi cuts him off. “as per tae’s instructions, we made sure your identity is protected. meaning, you don’t need to worry about avoiding public places
and all. it’s perfectly alright for you to go back to your normal life now; in fact we encourage it.”
“normal?” jeongguk asks, partially to himself. he sits down as he ponders.
at this point, he doesn’t even know what that word means. does normal include taehyung?
“normal?” jeongguk asks, partially to himself. he sits down as he ponders.
at this point, he doesn’t even know what that word means. does normal include taehyung?
“what’s wrong,” the idol asks him softly, leaning down to caress his face.
“n-nothing, don’t worry about it,” jeongguk replies. “um, when did you do this all? i didn’t know about any of it.”
yoongi thinks for a second, finger pressed against his lip. jimin stares intently.
“n-nothing, don’t worry about it,” jeongguk replies. “um, when did you do this all? i didn’t know about any of it.”
yoongi thinks for a second, finger pressed against his lip. jimin stares intently.
“well a lot goes on behind the scenes, but tae has been calling me nonstop to make sure everything’s going well. in fact, he was the one who even suggested giving you the option to—“
“okay, okay, let’s calm down now! i can’t take all the credit,” taehyung interjects hastily.
“okay, okay, let’s calm down now! i can’t take all the credit,” taehyung interjects hastily.
“option to what?” jeongguk questions, confusion getting the best of him.
“that’s not important, gukkie,” taehyung smooth talks him. “i’m just glad you’re safe.”
“seriously, me too,” yoongi adds on. “not gonna lie, it was a scary situation. i’m glad you’re handling it so well.”
“that’s not important, gukkie,” taehyung smooth talks him. “i’m just glad you’re safe.”
“seriously, me too,” yoongi adds on. “not gonna lie, it was a scary situation. i’m glad you’re handling it so well.”
“well i mean, to be fair i really just now heard about this all, but thank you anyways,” jeongguk responds sheepishly.
all of the attention he’s getting currently is causing his ears to turn bright red, and he wants nothing more than to cover them and shy away.
all of the attention he’s getting currently is causing his ears to turn bright red, and he wants nothing more than to cover them and shy away.
“regardless, it’s good to finally see this all reach some sort of conclusion. now you two,” yoongi says while motioning to jeongguk and jimin. “you can both go back to college, but i strongly reccomend avoiding talking about anything that happened to anyone else.”
“that’s funny,” jimin quirks, now taking a step forward. “and here i was ready to make an expose thread!”
“jiminie!” jeongguk whines, smiling widely now. “don’t worry, yoongi-ssi, we won’t say anything.”
trying to cover up his flustered state, yoongi just mumbles
“jiminie!” jeongguk whines, smiling widely now. “don’t worry, yoongi-ssi, we won’t say anything.”
trying to cover up his flustered state, yoongi just mumbles
unintelligibly under his breath.
jimin walks past him and sits next to jeongguk, and it would be a blatant lie to say yoongi didn’t enjoy the view.
“so, what now?” namjoon asks.
“now nothing, i guess,” taehyung responds. “you go back to your life and i’ll go back to mine.”
jimin walks past him and sits next to jeongguk, and it would be a blatant lie to say yoongi didn’t enjoy the view.
“so, what now?” namjoon asks.
“now nothing, i guess,” taehyung responds. “you go back to your life and i’ll go back to mine.”
“so you’re uh… not mad at me? you still want me in your life?” namjoon asks with a small voice.
before replying, taehyung looks over at jeongguk first, gauging his response. the younger gives taehyung the same liberty he was given: the ability to make his own decision.
before replying, taehyung looks over at jeongguk first, gauging his response. the younger gives taehyung the same liberty he was given: the ability to make his own decision.
with a reassuring smile, jeongguk nods for him to answer, so taehyung does just that.
“i’m still a bit upset with you, but i think it stems from confusion and a lot of mistrust, ya know? i think we can talk it out and maybe become friends once more.”
namjoon’s eyes light up
“i’m still a bit upset with you, but i think it stems from confusion and a lot of mistrust, ya know? i think we can talk it out and maybe become friends once more.”
namjoon’s eyes light up
at his words, the prospect of taehyung still being his companion making his heart soar.
“but that being said,” the idol continues. “i don’t think we’ll ever be able to get back to how we once were before this all.”
namjoon pauses, smile now fading a bit.
“that’s okay!
“but that being said,” the idol continues. “i don’t think we’ll ever be able to get back to how we once were before this all.”
namjoon pauses, smile now fading a bit.
“that’s okay!
it’s more than okay actually. thank you so much for giving me another chance, tae.”
his body yearns to rush forward and pull the younger into a big hug, but he realizes that would be largely inappropriate, so he refrains from doing so.
“you’re welcome,” taehyung responds.
his body yearns to rush forward and pull the younger into a big hug, but he realizes that would be largely inappropriate, so he refrains from doing so.
“you’re welcome,” taehyung responds.
“so,” jimin cuts in. “is this all over now?”
“essentially, yes,” yoongi says addressing jimin properly for the first time all night.
namjoon stands up straight, clapping his hands together as he announces, “well in that case, i’ll get going now. thanks once again, bye guys.”
“essentially, yes,” yoongi says addressing jimin properly for the first time all night.
namjoon stands up straight, clapping his hands together as he announces, “well in that case, i’ll get going now. thanks once again, bye guys.”
“wait, i’ll see you out,” yoongi calls out, following him.
at the door, namjoon stops to put on his shoes and yoongi watches him, hands in pockets.
“you still coming in this weekend to work on our project?”
looking up, namjoon runs his hand through his hair with a sigh before
at the door, namjoon stops to put on his shoes and yoongi watches him, hands in pockets.
“you still coming in this weekend to work on our project?”
looking up, namjoon runs his hand through his hair with a sigh before
replying, “i think it’s best i take a break from the company for a bit… just to sort my mind out and all. i have a lot of thinking and reassessing to do.”
“oh,” yoongi mumbles. “okay then, just call me i guess before you stop by. the studio’s always open for you.”
with a small
“oh,” yoongi mumbles. “okay then, just call me i guess before you stop by. the studio’s always open for you.”
with a small
pat on his shoulder, namjoon nods, “yeah, thanks hyung.”
yoongi gives him a half-smile back, watching him open the door and walk into the hallway. he just stands there for a second in thought. he’s about to turn around and announce that he too was leaving, but a voice stops him.
yoongi gives him a half-smile back, watching him open the door and walk into the hallway. he just stands there for a second in thought. he’s about to turn around and announce that he too was leaving, but a voice stops him.
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