Thread by @johnkittyyoon

⚡In a world in which some, fortunate individuals are born with special abilities, most of them just use them for their own advantage and crime is on a rise. Those who are using thier powers for good are few, right now, there's only one hero registered by the

police's special powers unit, who uses his abilities for good. His name: Cypher. And he's all alone against a mass of villains who get more and more daring. But, Cypher is special. While others only have one singular ability, while Cypher has several, which is unheard of and a

welcome advantage. Especially now, that he got a new, very powerful nemesis who goes by the name V. He's younger, cleverer and always a step ahead of Cypher and the SPU. No one knows where he cam from or how he got so poweful, but Jungkook is gonna find a way to handle it.

What's harder to handle is Yoongi's crush on the one and only Cypher. Better known as his best friend Jeon Jungkook who he's known for years and who he desperately tries to keep save. It's gotten especially harder since he's been taking care of the cute boy from the apartment

above his. Taehyung, who crashes onto his balcony once and then just keeps on doing so. Who seems to get into so much trouble, but looks so pretty and listens to Yoongi's ranting and even holds his hand if he's lucky.

#taegikook #taegikookau #taegi #yoonkook #taekook

// tags:

• mentions of death and murder
• blood, violence, fight scenes
• enemies to forced accomplices to friends to lovers
• childhood friends yoonkook
• arch enemies taekook

Min Yoongi (26)
• YouTuber, originally studied to become a nurse
• regularly posts cooking and baking vlogs, quite famous within the community
• currently writing a cook book with his best friend, star cook Kim Seokjin

Jeon Jungkook aka Cypher⚡(22)
• found out about his special powers when he was only 15
• Yoongi's best friend since childhood
• pretends to work as a police deputy, in reality he earns his money with IT work he does from home, but he somehow needs to explain his injuries

Kim Taehyung aka V🔥 (23)
• photography student by day, supervillain by night
• recently moved into a new apartment just above a certain, cute YouTube cook
• aside from his superpowers, V uses double swords

Jungkook's abilities: teleportation, energy mimicry and manipulation, gravity manipulation

Taehyung's ability: manipulation of lifeless subject matter

Taehyung's ability is a lot stronger than most other super powers, JK is the only known power user with more than 1 ability

Kim Namjoon (26)
• police officer, the youngest captain in the history of the Seoul police department
• got promoted due to his exceptional work with the SPU
• went to school with Yoongi, the two of them are the only ones who know of Jungkook's ability

Kim Seokjin (27)
• famous star cook, owns his own restaurant, the one who taught Yoongi how to cook
• produces and hosts several cooking shows, his current project is a show called Whisked Away in which Yoongi participates as one of the judges

Jung Hoseok (25)
• Yoongi's college roommate, actually works as a nurse
• fed up with Yoongi's crush on Jungkook, teases him about it to distract from his own crush on a certain star cook
• a big Cypher fan

Park Jimin (23)
• Taehyung's best friend
• a tattoo artist, known for his beautiful, intricate designs
• doesn't know of Taehyung's abilities and is constantly worried about his strange lifestyle

Superhero News (???)
• run by Y. and S.
• no one knows who's behind the mysterious news account that always seems up to date with everything going on in the power user community

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When the doorbell rings, Yoongi throws the plushy he's been cuddling to calm himself down back on the bed and hurries to the door. As expected, it's Jungkook. He's in a black t-shirt and carrying a big backpack which Yoongi knows his superhero get up is in.

There's a sheepish

grin on his face. Yoongi frowns, looking at the cuts and bumps on his face and the way he's awkwardly holding his arm against his side since it's obviously hurting.

"You fucking idiot", Yoongi curses before throwing himself against Jungkook's chest and hugging him tightly.

"Hey hyung", Jungkook mumbles against Yoongi's head as he hugs him back with one arm. Yoongi just hugs him tighter.

"Aah hyung", Jeongguk mumbles after some time. "You can stop now, I'm fine. Really."

Yoongi sighs and eventually lets go. Look at Jungkook with a little

frown. "Okay. Good, come in. Have you eaten? Sit on the couch", he then says and ushers Jungkook inside.

"I'm gonna make tea", Yoongi mutters as Jungkook drops his backpack and shoes next to the door and walks over to the couch.

God, he hates this so much. He's always been

so afraid for Jungkook's health and liver ever since they discovered his super powers almost ten years ago. But especially since he had started this whole superhero thing, Yoongi's anxiety for him has gone through the roof. He's only glad, that after four years, it's still

Jungkook who knocks at his door to get his wounds treated and not Namjoon to tell him that his best friend had died. It calms Yoongi a little at least that Jungkook comes to him, gives him the illusion that he can at least do /something/ to help. Even if it's just applying

bandages to cuts and making sure that Jungkook eats enough.

He gets a cup of tea as well as the first aid kit from the kitchen and returns to his living room where Jungkook has made himself comfortable on the couch. Yoongi notices that he looks tired and his stomach contracts.

He thrusts the mug into Jungkook's hand and sits down on the sturdy wooden coffee table, placing the first aid kit on his lap.

"Okay", he says, reaching out to take Jungkook's face between his hands very carefully, examining his wounds. He doesn't think about how

close they are and lets his professionalism take over. He might nowadays make a living through cooking and posting videos, but there was a time where he had studied to do exactly that. Help people who were hurt. Nowadays it was narrowed down to Jungkook when

a mission would get a little out of hand. Today it's a few cuts on the right side of his face, scattered across his cheekbone and brow probably from where he flew through the window and then a little rip in his bottom lip, Yoongi guesses from a punch.

"Nothing too bad," Yoongi

mumbles as he lets go of Jungkook's face. The younger man still hasn't said a single word since he sat down, just bringing the mug to his mouth. He hisses in pain as it touches his split skin. A tiny whine leaves his lips and he pouts, much to Yoongi's suffering.

He works in silence and deliberately as Jungkook stays still, as he's learned from all the previous times that Yoongi had patched him up. Normally he chatters aways about how glorious he had fought, but today Jungkook is awfully silent. Yoongi cleans the wounds on his forehead

and cheekbones with alcohol first. He lets out a sigh. He hates it when Jungkook feels guilty (even though he really should feel guilty for always worrying Yoongi like this) and Yoongi has to encourage him to spit it all out.

"So", he starts. "Care to explain what all that

'I'm fine' stuff on twitter was all about? I read you were thrown out of a window. Really, Jungkook? I thought we were over stuff like this."

Jungkook winces and not from the alcohol burn. "Aah...I'm sorry hyung. I didn't... I didn't mean for it to happen like this."

Yoongi gives him a deadpanned look. "Well but it clearly did, so spit it out Jungkook, what did you do? Namjoon said that it were really weak villains, nothing you couldn't easily handle, so what was it?"

Jungkook wiggles with his legs and frowns. "Aaah why did you

text Namjoon hyung again?"

"Because I was worried about you! And you're just making me worry more by not telling me what happened!"

Finally, Jungkook lets out a sigh. "Okay, okay. Fine. So, I actually just wanted to watch your new episode..."

Yoongi sighs. "Jungkookie..."

He pouts. "Everyone was live tweeting and I wanted in on the fun!"

Yoongi opens his mouth to argue that not everyone is a world saving super hero but before he can say anything Jungkook has pressed one finger to his lips making Yoongi's eyes widen.

Why does Jungkook have to be shameless and touchy like that? Can't he be shy and reserved and make Yoongi's crush a little less painful?

"I know what you're wanna say so please don't. I'm just gonna explain what happened."

Yoongi sighs and nods, continuing to

dab alcohol onto Jungkook's face.

"Okay, so I got into the house and found the room the two were holding the hostage in, took out their weapons with my powers. And it was really easy at first. One was a fire manipulator like shit, I fought like seven people with fire

powers over the last few weeks but what I didn't accommodate for was that the one with the invisible powers could also turn other things invisible /and/ was an excellent fighter."

"Jungkook", Yoongi says again. "You're normally so much more alert and attentive."

Jungkook winces and ducks his head.

"Well I was a little aah... distracted. Because I thought while I wait for Namjoon hyung to come and arrest them, I could start watching the new episode..."

"Jungkook you idiot", Yoongi lets out, dropping the tube of antiseptic in his

lap to stare at Jungkook who's avoiding his stare at all cost. "I'm flattered that you want to support me, but that's really not it."

"I'm not finished", Jungkook adds and God how Yoongi wished that was all. "So I thought it was a grand idea to just free that hostage dude

and then play the episode on my phone by placing it on one of the guys lap. What I didn't account for was that the invisibility guy would turn my phone invisible making me hella confused about what happened to it so I'm going to the fire dude to check where my phone went and

in the meantime the invisibility dude sneaks up to the other one, freeing him from his handcuffs and next thing I know, I'm being blasted out the window by a huge fireball and flying down three floors."

Yoongi raises his eyebrows. "Don't you have something like... I don't

know... gravity manipulation powers?"

He applies the cream to his finger and dabs it onto Jungkook's forehead cuts. "Yeah... but maybe I was too surprised by the sudden attack to react and just fell face first in the mud. /But/, I got myself back together and finished the two

just in time for Namjoon hyung to arrive. But then I had to take the subway home because my head hurts from tbe fall and you know I can't concentrate during teleportation when my head hurts."

Yoongi finishes off with Jungkook's face and raises his eyebrows.

"So you've been an idiot. As always."

Jungkook winds under Jungkook's eyes. "I would argue with you but this time you're actually right."

Yoongi claps his hands together and looks up at the sky, wiping a fake tear away. "Thank you! That I am able to hear that! After all those

years!"

Jungkook pouts. "Stop that."

Yoongi looks back, showing no reaction other than a raises eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but you stop talking, I have to take care of your lip."

"Okay", Jungkook says... or rather tries to say, with his lips all closed.

Yoongi tries not to think about his careful finger on Jungkook's bottom lip as be applies more cream. Once he's done with this, he leans back and packs up his first aid kit.

"So. All done."

Jungkook smacks his lips together. "Tastes like chemicals", he comments.

Yoongi rolls his eyes. "Well you're not supposed to eat it."

Yoongi stands up and points at Jungkook torso. "Alright, off with the shirt."

He hates this part the most. On most days, Jungkook just has some wounds on his hands and arms or his face. But sometimes...

if the villains are a little stronger and Jungkook has to /really/ fight, then there's wounds and bruises all over his body and Yoongi, being the good nurse he was trained to be, makes Jungkook take his shirt or pants off to properly... take care of him. Which would

be a lot easier if a) Jungkook wouldn't spend half of his time fighting crime and the other half at the gym, both activities packing on muscles and b) if Yoongi didn't have this terrible, terrible crush on his best friend.

"I... what?", Jungkook makes, trying to get away

from Yoongi but he had already expected that, snatching Jungkook's wrist in a tight grip. "Off, I said. I saw how you held your arm."

Jungkook admits defeat by winding his hand out of Yoongi's grip. Yoongi watches as he clumsily shrugs off his shirt. The lack of

motion range telling Yoongi just how bad the injury must be.

"I landed really inconveniently", Jungkook tries to explain once his upper body is naked and Yoongi can see his shoulder where the skin had started to colour a dark violet and red, making it look real nasty.

Yoongi lets out a little gasp, seeing just how bad Jungkook's shoulder looked.

"Please don't scold me again", Jungkook pouts before Yoongi can say anything. The way he says it makes Yoongi's stomach hurt. He hates that Jungkook feels guilty even though he did something wrong.

"Don't pout", Yoongi says, reaching out to pat Jungkook's cheek. "I'm not mad. Just worried. I don't like seeing you hurt."

"It doesn't hurt that much and it will heal super fast, you know that. I'll be super fine again in like two days."

Yoongi knows it. He just doesnt like it

"Okay. Put your shirt back on and make yourself comfortable. I'll get you some ice and make us something to eat."

Jungkook's face splits into a grin and he nods. "Can we have pasta with cheese and vegetables?"

Yoongi grins. "Of course. I'll see what I have."

Yoongi goes back to the kitchen and pulls the pack of ice out of the freezer. He hears Jungkook rummage around the living room and then hears the door to his bedroom being openend. He shakes his head fondly and puts the pack of ice aside to look through the cabinets for

vegetables he can use for dinner. He puts them all next to the cutting board and puts a pot with water for the pasta on the stove. It's been about five minutes when Yoongi walks back into the living room to find Jungkook on the couch again, now in a hoodie that he

had left at Yoongi's apartment weeks ago and a pair of pyjama pants that are definitely Yoongi's. Yoongi decides not to say anything, just presses the cooling pack onto Jungkook's shoulder and wraps him into a blanket before he returns to the kitchen to finally start on the food.

Yoongi doesn't stay alone for long. In fact, he has just managed to cut the vegetables and is about to put them into the pan when Jungkook walks in, wearing the blanket like a cape, and drapes himself against his back, hooking his chin over his shoulder.

"Hyuuung", he whines and Yoongi grips the cutting knife in his hand a little tighter. /Too close/, his mind chants, little red lights go in inside his brain. A shiver rolls down his spine at the vibration of Jungkook's voice against him. His strong arms sneak around Yoongi's

waist and Yoongi has to bite down onto his lip, feel the pain to remind him not to lean back against the warm embrace and instead continue with his cooking.

"What is it, Jungkookie", he asks, trying not to let his voice shake. God, this crush is really a pain in the ass.

"Yoongi hyung, you're not mad at me are you?"

Yoongi lets out a sigh and reaches out to take one of the spatulas out of the aesthetic glass thingy he has them in. It is, like everything in Yoongi's kitchen made up to look extra nice on video and pictures.

Even the cooking and the final dish even Yoongi himself, it all has to look aesthetically pleasing and nice. Sometimes it's a bit exhausting but Yoongi loves what he does, loves cooking and that he's able to make money with it. But he also loves this.

Loves just cooking for himself and his friends, dressed in some lounge wear and with a wholeass Jungkook snuggled against him. That was of course the best part. Even if Yoongi tries not to enjoy it too much.

"I'm not mad at you...", he answers to Jungkook's question, even

though it's a bit of a lie. He was a little mad because Jungkook did something truly dumb. But mainly, he had been worried. Always so damn worried. "Okay... I was a little mad."

He doesn't know to look at him to know that Jungkook is pouting. "I'm sorry. I... I was

reckless, I know. I can be better than that."

"Yes you do", Yoongi says. "That's the only reason why I'm not tying you up here and never letting you go fight another villain ever again. Just so you're save."

Jungkook giggles. "I could just teleport myself out."

Yoongi joins in on the laugh. "I was just joking."

Jungkook lets go of Yoongi's waist. "I know..."

"But I really wish you'd be a little less reckless more often", Yoongi adds with a second thought. Jungkook sighs.

"This is about this V guy, isn't it?"

Of course, Jungkook knows what Yoongi is getting at.

"I'm just..."

"Worried, I know", he sighs. "You already said that. Can we not talk about that today? Please?"

"Jungkookie..." Yoongi can understand that Jungkook doesn't

wanna talk about it, he's probably tired after having been on three missions this week and he's hurt too. And Yoongi is so very weak and soft for him. "I know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up but please... please don't provoke him. He's... Namjoon said they know nothing

about him. He could be very powerful and dangerous. Especially since he's managed to run away from Namjoon and his team for so long without them knowing about anything..."

Yoongi can't finish his sentence before suddenly, Jungkook has his arms around him again, pressing

him against his chest as he has him quickly turned around and holds onto Yoongi's head, pressing it against his collarbones. Yoongi lets out a little yelp as he feels the blanket being wrapped around him and then he's being engulfed by warmth and the soft scent of Jungkook

under that of his own laundry detergent. "Jungkook...", Yoongi presses out in confusion but tugs his arms around Yoongi's waist anyways. He feels his fingers shaking. /Why?/ Why does he have to be like this? So... touchy... so open with his (platonic) affections?

"Yoongi", Jungkook starts. "Please don't worry. I'm gonna be careful. I'm not gonna get hurt, I promise."

Yoongi nods. And he believes him. Even though he knows full well, because he knows Jungkook, knows him too well, that Jungkook is still gonna engage in a fight with him.

Because Jungkook is Jungkook and he's too righteous for his own good. And he's gonna fight V and he's gonna win, even though he'll make his best friend sick with worry.

And just like that, Yoongi is Yoongi. And he's so very soft for Jungkook. He doesn't say anything about it

anymore, only says yes when Jungkook asks if they can watch the new episode together and eat on the couch, says yes when he asks later if he can sleep here and of course says hes when Jungkook asks if they can cuddle.

Because Yoongi never denied him anything. Even if it hurts.

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Jungkook leans back up from where he had sunk into Yoongi's couch after they were finished with their video and the food to watch a movie. He holds his phone in one hand and looks down at V's tweets, a frown on his face as he thinks about how to tell Yoongi.

"Hyung", he starts, looking at him carefully but Yoongi already has his own phone out, staring down at what is obviously his twitter timeline.

"I know", he simply says, already sounding defeated before Jungkook could even start to argue. It feels weird.

He looks up to meet Jungkook's eyes and his own are laced with so much worry and fear, it tugs at Jungkook's heart. He hates that he's doing this to him, but he has no choice.

"Yoongi, I..."

Yoongi nods once. "I know, you have to go."

Jungkook nods, slowly standing up

from his seat. He needs to go home and change into the hooded coat and leather jacket, his whole superhero get up, needs to inform Namjoon and then be at the Park before V to make sure he knows the are. He doesn't know what's going to happen, doesn't know what V is capable of.

He's a little scared, but worse so than he thinks about how Yoongi must feel. But he has to be strong. For both of them. He /is/ strong. No one has defeated him yet and V definitely wouldn't be the first one.

"Go."

Jungkook is shaken out of his thoughts and looks at Yoongi

again. "What?"

"I said go. Do what you have to do. But promise me you'll come back to me again, okay?", Yoongi says, eyes pleading.

Jungkook nods. He will. He always comes back. "I promise."

He walks towards Yoongi and presses a kiss to his forehead as reassurance.

"I promise", he repeats and then walks a step past Yoongi, vanishing into thin air, only leaving blue static air and the subtle smell of burned metal behind.

Yoongi turns around at the emtpy spot, hand coming up to trace his fingers over the skin that Jungkook's lips

had touched. He only graces the tips against it before he lets his hand fall and shakes his head. "Why am I doing this to myself?", he murmurs as he sets back down onto the couch and wraps himself up in two thick blankets.

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Jungkook had found cover under a group of trees on a hill at a corner of the park, waiting for V to arrive from a save distance. He had showed up a little earlier to check the perimeter and make sure that V hasn't laid out any traps. Now, he’s waiting.

It's chill in the night, but Jungkook isn't too bothered in his long hooded coat and leather jacket, half his face is cover with a black mask and his hands are in leather cloves. He actually likes fighting during the colder months more because of the outfit.

It's making him all hot and sweaty in the summer but he can't change it and risk being recognised.

He leans against the tree to his right and yawns. What the hell was it with villains and always fighting in the middle of the night? Why couldn't they do crimes at like

11.30am after Jungkook had slept in and had a nice, big breakfast? But no! Always in the middle of the night.

Jungkook adjusts his stance without a single noise. Because of that, he almost misses it, but when he looks back up, there's a person sitting on the park bench

next to the gravel path, looking out at the small lake, turned with their back to Jungkook. Jungkook stands up straight, observing the stranger. He's too far away for Jungkook to see much but the way he's sitting on the bench, completely relaxed, legs crossed over

and arms resting on the backrest, it makes something twist inside Jungkook's stomach.

This must be him. V. How arrogant.

Jungkook lets a smirk spread onto his lips. He can be arrogant too. He stretches out his fingers and takes a deep breath and focuses on to where he wants

to be and just like that, his stomach feels a little uneasy and the next second he's vanished from between the trees and instead finds himself flowing several centimetres over the surface of the lake. He doesn't even fall a single millimetre, pulling his hands into fists

in one quick motion and making gravity let go of his body just enough so that he's overing in the air.

The man in front of him hasn't even made the tiniest move when Jungkook had appeared in front of him. Now that Jungkook is looking at him from up close, he

can see that the man has dark, slightly wavy hair that's hanging into his eyes, wich isn't saying much. Half of the Korean male population has a similar hairstyle. He's also in a suit. Including a white dress shirt and tie. It's an expensive suit, Jungkook can tell, and

so is the long black coat he's wearing on top of it. Jungkook raises one eyebrow. It's certainly the most extravagant villain outfit he's come across so far. And he's been doing this job for a few years now.

The man's hands are adorned with silver rings.

/Pretty hands/, Jungkook's brain very unhelpfully supplies. V is looking down, not even sparing Jungkook a single glance, as if he's trying to hide his face.

Jungkook clears his throat. At that the man looks up and... shit. He's straight out beautiful. And young. Not much older

than him. That much Jungkook can tell even through the black lace mask that is hiding half his face. Sharp jawline and pretty lips, pulled up in a smirk.

The man gives him a short nod.

"You must be Cypher", he says, voice deep and drawn-out.

Jungkook doens't let it affect him.

"V", he just says.

The man chuckles. "The one and only. It's nice to finally meet you."

Jungkook scoffs. "I'd say likewise but I'd actually rather had you wouldn't be tormenting the city so that we didn't have to meet."

V shrugs. His eyes are of an icy blue that

makes Jungkook feel uneasy. He still has no idea what the guy's powers even are.

"I'm not hurting anyone with my little adventures, I'm just trying to have some fun. And you", he points at Jungkook with one of his long fingers. "Are trying to take away all the fun."

Okay, so he really is arrogant. And thinks himself above everything and everyone. Not even a pretty face could change that.

In one graceful motion, V lifts himself up from the bench. He claps into his hands once. "Well then, my dear Cypher. Did you came here to talk

or are we gonna have some fun with each other?"

He has the audacity to wink at Jungkook as he folds his arms behind his back. Jungkook lets out an unamused chuckle and smirks down at him. V might think a lot of himself, but so does Jungkook. And not without reason.

He feels his hands warm up and an electric feeling shoot down his arms, within a second, a light blue lighting pattern has spread over his forearms and hands. His fingers are sizzling with unreleased energy as he lets all the power and energetic force run through his body.

"Well then", Jungkook says, mocking V's words from earlier. "Shall we begin."

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Taehyung knew that it was a bad idea to try and climb up the balconies to get into his apartment on the fourth floor, but he had promised himself to never use his powers anywhere near or around his apartment. The risk to be discovered is too high. So, when he

discovered that he had left his keys inside his apartment, the only solution he saw was to push back his sleeves and tried to climb up the wall next to the balconies. He had made it to the third floor when he arms, still sore from the fight had, started to hurt too much.

So, he had decided to take a quick rest on the balcony there. It was the middle of the night, whoever lived there was probably already asleep and wouldn't mind Taehyung taking a quick rest on there.

What he doesn't expect is for the balcony door to be open and for

a tiny, but attractive man standing in it holding a huge ass kitchen knife in his hand. He's shaking a little but glaring at Taehyung nevertheless. Taehyung quickly gets to his feet and holds up his hands. The guy is no threat for him, Taehyung could take the

knife from him within seconds, but he supposes that he probably shouldn't fight his neighbour after he's only been living here for a few weeks.

"I'm not trying to murder you", he just says and cringes at his words. "Okay that sounds like something a murderer would say."

The guy tightens his grip on the knife. He looks somewhat familiar though Taehyung supposes that the cute cat pyjama he's wearing probably makes him look differently from whatever Taehyung has seen him before. He clears his throat.

"Who are you and what the hell are

you doing on my balcony?"

Taehyung nods. "I aah.. my name's Taehyung, what's your name?" He tries to smile his friendliest most innocent smile. The guy raises his eyebrow.

"What are you doing here?"

Taehyung puts his hands down. "Aah I forgot my keys. I live in the

apartment above yours." He points up. "So I tried climbing up along the balconies. I'm really sorry. I got tired and want to rest for a moment. I'm really not trying to break in or murder you. I'm just trying to get inside. I'm sorry for bothering you or if I woke you up."

He really is. He thought the guy was asleep and now Taehyung was keeping him up. He might sometimes do questionable things but deep inside, Taehyung was a good guy and he didn't wanna inconvenience this poor guy. Especially not since he looked so cute and pretty standing there.

His face switched from scared, confused and a little annoyed to surprised and maybe even worried as he drops the hand holding the knife.

"You... that was yoy grand plan?"

Taehyung nods.

"Did you even keep the balcony door open?"

Shit. Taehyung didn't think that far.

(Well he could've just opened the door with his powers but he couldn't tell the guy that /and/ it would go against his rules.) So he just shakes his head.

The man huffs out a laugh. Then he eyes suddenly drop to Taehyung's arms. "Oh", he makes and points down

at them. "You're hurt."

He's right. Taehyung's forearms are heard from where Cypher's attack had ripped through his suit and left some nasty cuts.

"Ah... yeah."

The man sighs. "Okay. Come in. I'm gonna help you get them cleaned up. It's the middle

of the night and you shouldn't be climbing buildings, especially not if you're hurt."

Taehyung blinks in confusion. "What... no, I... you don't..."

The man simply shakes his head and smiles. "Please. I'm gonna help you. And my name is Yoongi."

Taehyung feels his heart skip a beat as the man, Yoongi, smiles at him and it's a weird feeling, he doesn't know what to make out of it but he does follow him inside a little hesitantly nevertheless.

Yoongi points at the couch. There's a movie paused on the TV.

"Sit down, I'm gonna make you some tea and get my first aid kit." With that, the man leaves to the kitchen and Taehyung slowly sits down onto the couch. It's definitely a little naive of him to just let a stranger into his apartment, especially considering who Taehyung really is.

But then again, no one had ever been this kind to Taehyung and that despite him knowing the guy for what? 5 minutes? It made Taehyung smile as he looked around the apartment. Yoongi seemed nice and his apartment comfortable. Taehyung wonders if it was him who he had

heard laughing with a friend earlier tonight. He seems so kind, he must have many friends. At first Taehyung had been a little hesitant but now he, for some absurd reason didn't wanna leave Yoongi and his apartment so soon. He was tired and drained from the fight

earlier and it felt nice to know that someone was going to take care of him. Even if that someone was a complete stranger.

Taehyung smiled to himself as he waited for Yoongi to come back. This definitely wasn't how he expected his night to end.

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Yoongi clears his throat and the boy on his couch looks up. He smiles at Yoongi and takes the mug with hot tea from him.

"Thank you", he says and blushes a little. /Cute/, Yoongi's brain very unhelpfully supplies.

"No problem", he mumbles and sits down across from him on

the coffee table much like he always does with Jungkook. Jungkook. God, he hopes he's doing okay.

He shakes the first aid kit in his hand. "You have some nasty scratches on your arms, I'm gonna clean them and put some cream on it, yeah?"

Taehyung blinks up at Yoongi. "Oh... yeah... thank you. It must have happened when I... I probably cut myself on the roses."

He puts the mug down and holds out his arm for Yoongi. He nods. "Yeah, Mrs. Song's roses are growing rampant." He chuckles. The old lady in the

first floor apartment had been growing her roses for years (longer even than Yoongi had lived in his apartment, which has been for six years) and they had by now grown all over the wall. Yoongi liked the way it made the house look but he supposes that they weren't exactly helpful

if one tried to climb up the house.

Yoongi takes Taehyung's arm in his hands. "Can I?", he asks and Taehyung nods. Yoongi turns the arm around to closer inspect the cuts. They aren't that bad, a little dirty but Yoongi is gonna clean them so that they don't become inflamed.

They don't talk while Yoongi cleans his left arm but it's not like it is with Jungkook, it's not a comfortable silence because they are basically strangers. So, Yoongi clears his throat.

"So, Taehyung-ssi, you said you live in the apartment above?"

Taehyung nods.

"Yes. I just moved in last month. I guess I needed a bit of a change so I came to this part of town." He smiles widely at Yoongi who can't help but smile back. He doesn't know what it is about the boy but something about him tickles Yoongi just beneath his skin. It's the same

thing that had lead him to inviting him in instead of calling the police. Yoongi can't quite place the feeling but if he had to name it he'd call it something like trust. As absurd as it is.

"Hmm I see. It's really nice here. Calm. And the other people in the house are

all really nice and friendly."

"Well if they are even a little like you", Taehyung answers with an even wider grin and something flutters inside Yoongi's stomach. He quickly shakes it off and continues to apply the cream to Taehyung's arm, ignoring the blush that spreads

over his cheeks. It feels awfully familiar.

"Can I ask something too?", Taehyung asks, as he watches Yoongi clean his wounds.

"Of course."

"You do that really well", he comments nodding at Yoongi's hands.

"That's not really a question", he comments.

Taehyung chuckles. "No. I guess not."

Yoongi smiles. "No. But well I'm kinda used to this", he says.

"Oh?"

"I studied to become a nurse when I was younger", Yoongi explains. "But I gave it up halfway through. Now

I earn money through cooking." He's always a bit embarrassed to tell the people that he's filming videos for a living so he just settles on this.

"Aah." Taehyung nods. "That explains the huge ass knife."

Yoongi laughs. "Yeah. That’s my best cooking knife."

"Ah, but how

are you used to patching people up if you don't work as a nurse?"

Yoongi sighs and shakes his head a little. "I have a friend who gets into a lot of trouble."

"Oh." For a moment Taehyung doesn't say anything just smiles a sad little smile. /God, why is he so pretty?/

"Yeah... me too I guess...", he then mumbles. Yoongi hums in understand.

"Is why you had to climb up a building in the middle of the night?", he asks. And the question might be a bit too invasive considering that they had just met, but there's this tickling again and

maybe it's exactly the fact that they don't really know each other which makes Yoongi ask.

Taehyung seems to think a bit wether he should answer or not and then shrugs. "No I... I just aah met up with a friend."

Yoongi shakes his head. "You shouldn't go home

all alone that late. There's some dangerous people out there." Yoongi doesn't know why he's suddenly so worried about the boy, probably because he reminds him a little of Jungkook, but he needs to make sure Taehyung knows that.

Taehyung smiles. "Yeah I..."

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get to finish his sentence because Yoongi's phone which he had placed on the couch earlier dings.

Shit. He had forgotten to text Hoseok and Seokjin. He quickly scrambles to get the phone.

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Taehyung watches him as he types out his replies and then puts the phone to the side again.

"It's almost 4am. Who's texting you at such a time?"

Yoongi shurgs. "Just two of my friends... they... I don't even know why they are still up. One of them... he's normally very

strict about getting his beauty sleep. I guess they were just worried about me."

Taehyung mumbles something that sounds like /must be nice/, but Yoongi decides to not ask.

He puts the cream back in his little kit and nods. "So, all done."

"Oh. Thank you."

Yoongi stands up and fumbles a little with his bag and then nods towards the kitchen.

"I... I'm gonna store this away... do you want another cup of tea?"

Taehyung blinks up at him, then smiles again. "Yeah... I would like that." He holds his empty mug up for Yoongi to take.

Yoongi takes both things and carries them into the kitchen. It's obvious how much the boy longs for someone to take care of him from how happy and smiely he gets from Yoongi’s small gestures. As he waits for the water to boil he thinks more about the boy on his couch.

He had to walk home all alone in the middle of the night and no one to pick him up. If Yoongi where in the same position as him now, locked out of his apartment at 3.30am he could have called not one but three people who would have come and picked him up to spend the night

at theirs or Jungkook would've just teleported inside and let him in. Yet Taehyung had no one. At least not that Yoongi knew of. Where would he go? Did he have anywhere to go or would he just try to climb up the balcony again? Yoongi couldn't let him do that.

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"Taehyung-ssi?", Yoongi asks when he walks back into the living room with his two mugs. The boy looks up cheeks a little pink, he'd been looking through one of the cooking magazines that Yoongi has lying on the coffee table. He smiles. "It's fine, you can look through them

if you want to."

Taehyung nods. "Oh. Okay." He ducks his head but Yoongi doesn't miss the small smile that's playing on his lips.

He clearls his throat. "Anyways, what I wanted to ask aah... do you have any way to get into your apartment, apart from breaking in through

the balcony I mean..."

Taehyung looks at him for a second and then shakes his head. "No... I mean... my best friend, he has a second key, I messaged him but he's already asleep so he's probably just gonna bring it over tomorrow morning or so..."

"And tonight?"

Taehyung shrugs. The smile slips off his face and he suddenly looks really sad. "I... I don't know. I was just gonna..." He gestures at the balcony but Yoongi quickly shakes his head.

"No. No I won't allow it. You're already hurt, I don't want you to get

even more hurt." Yoongi tries to look as strict and convincing as he can. "It would make me a bad neighbour if I let you do that. No. You're gonna stay here tonight."

Taehyung's eyes widen. He shakes his head. "No I... I can’t... you don't even know me."

He's right and normally

Yoongi would think he's crazy but he has a good feeling with the boy.

"Hey, you said that you won't rob or murder me so I'll just trust you. And you'll get a bed to sleep on." Yoongi tilts his head. "Or well, a couch."

Taehyung opens his mouth but then closes it again and

sighs. "I can't accept that."

"Yes you can because I'm offering. Please."

Taehyung looks like he wants to argue some more but eventually he just lets his head hang low. "Okay. Okay, thank you."

Yoongi smiles and nods. "Okay."

He puts the mugs down on the coffee table and slowly nods. "Also...ah are you hungry? You look hungry. I'm gonna make you some soup. And you don't look sleepy, we can...if you want we can watch the movie it's only the first ten minutes or so." Yoongi points at the TV.

Taehyung just looks at him and smiles as he nods.

Maybe it's Yoongi’s constant urge to take care of others mixed with Taehyung's need for someone to look after him, but as he walks to the kitchen to heat up some soup, Yoongi is happy that he crashed on his balcony tonight.

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Jungkook's eyes widen when Yoongi comes back. He looks so young like this and a little hurt. Yoongi immediately feels bad that he got mad at him. He just wants him to be save... but he doesn’t want him to be sad or even mad at Yoongi.

"Hey", he says, trying to keep his voice low, knowing how much Jungkook appreciates soft spokenness. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get angry."

Jungkook nods, ducking his head. "I don't want us to always fight about this."

"Me neither", Yoongi admits.

In a way, he's scared that one day he will loose Jungkook because of it... even though he was just trying to protect him. He really needs to work on this.

So, he reaches his hand out towards Jungkook as if offering it as a peace treaty. "I promise to not get mad anymore

because of your... job."

Jungkook nods before smiling softly. "Okay", he agrees and slips his hand into Yoongi's, squeezintcit lightly.

"And I will try to be more careful", he says and Yoongi nods.

"Thank you. Now let's get some dessert."

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Taehyung pulls the hood over his head as he limps down the street towards his apartment. He cringes as he then pockets his phone.

"I am a bad boy", he mumbles, shaking his head a little. "Why the fuck did I write that?"

He shivers at the thought. Normally he's

smoother than that. But today... well he isn’t in the best shape. He doesn't know what he thought... he had found out about that small amateur heist by accident. He'd actually been on the way to the Gucci store two buildings down from the jeweller when he had noticed that

there was something going on and decided to have some fun with those guys. Even though Taehyung used his powers for... well, morally questionable things didn't mean that he liked it when others did so to. He knew that he was doing bad things... but at least he had a reason.

He doubted that those people had a reason other than greed, judging from the expensive, black SUV that was parked in front of the store.

So, Taehyung had shaken them up a little and took an expensive watch and some bracelets and earrings for himself before leaving.

But the dumb thing now was, that the guys weren't at all trained in their powers, which made it usually easy for people like Cypher to overcome them, but Taehyung wasn't Cypher. He didn't know what their powers were, so at one point... he had been a little too distracted.

He'd seen a pretty blue ring and thought for a second if his pretty neighbour... /Yoongi/... if he would like it, which allowed one of the men, who had apparently some kind of super strength to land a hit against his hip and jaw. It was powerful enough to make Taehyung feel a

terrible pain throughout his entire leg and face, and it made him, very unfortunately fall over and land into one of the glas vitrines, which lead to a long cut down his left arm and some smaller cuts on his left cheek.

It was very embarrassing. How could he lose focus like

that? That had never happened before.

He shakes his head, regretting ever having left his apartment to search for a distraction. Now his whole body hurts from the punches and his arm is bleeding excessively. He's holding it tightly against his chest as to not leave

a path of blood drops behind but it makes the fabric of his shirt cling to the open wound which really doesn’t feel good. Neither does his jaw that's slowly beginning to swell and is probably gonna be a lovely violent colour by tomorrow morning.

He sighs. It's not far now to his

apartment, just one more street... as he thinks about his apartment, he thinks about Yoongi. He should've just gone down and ask him for that damn cup of tea. Would've spared him a lot of embarrassment and pain.

Too late now.

He also thinks about how Yoongi had

so carefully cleaned his wounds... he wonders if he could go there now. If Yoongi would open if he knocked at his door and ask him in, take care of him and maybe make him some delicious food again... all he had been living off those last week was moderately bad take out

and toast since he had been to busy with his grad project to cook. (And because he was a bad cook, but usually it was enough for ramen or fried rice at least.)

He shakes the thought off as quickly as it came. They aren't friends or anything. Yoongi had just been nice last

time, even though he had every right to just sent Taehyung away. And yet... he had been so kind and caring towards him. It made Taehyung smile. He barely knew him and yet he was probably the person who had treated Taehyung the nicest in his entire life.

His smile turns

a little sadder as he unlocks the front door to their building. Nothing would ever come out of it... no matter how much Taehyung already liked him... they would probably never become friends. Let alone more. No one would ever love Taehyung... he had already made peace

with that. Even though the realisation got worse whenever he met people like Yoongi. People that made him hope.

He tries not to focus on that, instead trying to not fall down the stairs as he walks up the old wooden stairs. His leg hurts worse now but he's trying to

be as quiet as possible. The apartments all go up from one staircase, not separated by hallways, so if he's too loud, his neighbours will be disturbed and he doesn't want that.

And yet, no matter how carefully he is, he slips on the first stair on... he doesn't really now which

floor he's on. But, he slips and he falls, very badly on his already hurt hip. It's loud and he can’t help but let out a small hurt scream. It wasn't too loud, but probably loud enough to arouse the attention of whoever lives in the apartment to his left.

And surely, before

Taehyung can even get up, there's hurried footsteps heard through the closed door.

The door is quickly opened and Taehyung is ready to apologise when a familiar, shaggy blonde head looks down at him.

"Taehyung-ssi?", Yoongi asks, voice laced with worry.

Taehyung tries to quickly sit up but fails to do so as he instead groans in pain as he puts too much pressure onto his injured arm. Fuck. There goes his plan to just apologise and run up to his own apartment. Before he can do so Yoongi is kneeling down next to him and takes

his arm in his hands.

"What happened?", he aks. "Are you hurt?"

He stares at Taehyung with wide, worried eyes and the younger man does not have it in him to lie to him. So he nods and allows Yoongi to pull away his sleeve. He is very careful but Taehyung can't help but wince.

"Shit", Yoongi curses as he sees the fabric that's drenched in blood. "What did you even do?"

"Got into trouble", Taehyung answers, avoiding giving an actual answer.

Yoongi lets out a sigh as he looks at the cut, defacing Taehyung's honey skin. He leans back on his heels, not

letting go of Taehyung's arm. Instead he looks at his face, eyebrows furrowed in worry. Taehyung's breathing stops for a second. Considering how often he had thought about the other man over the last week, he was still surprised again by how pretty he looked.

This time he isn’t in a pyjama but dark jeans and a black hoodie. His hair isn't styled and his face soft and shining as if he had just applied lotion to it. His eyes are wide and shining, lips pulled into a worried pout.

"We'll have to properly bandage this",

Yoongi then says, without breaking eyecontact with Taehyung. His cheeks are flushed pink which makes him look even cuter. Taehyung nods, not looking away either. They just stay as they are for what feels like several minutes, just looking into each other’s eyes, until

Yoongi's face turns from pink to red and he quickly looks away. He stands up, softly letting his hand travel down to Taehyung’s wrist and eventually taking his hand without any hesitance. Taehyung’s heart skips a beat as their fingers fit together so perfectly.

"Can you walk?", Yoongi asks, this time without looking at him.

"Y... yeah", Taehyung says even though he's not sure. He still tries to stand up, which doesn’t really go without groaning as he puts weight again onto his hip. He ducks his head, blushing as he takes

the first step, following Yoongi who leads him with his hand. Every step hurts but he limps into Yoongi's warm apartment once again.

Yoongi turns around and smiles at Taehyung. "You can sit on the couch again, try to hold your arm up, so that you don't lose even

more blood. I'll also get you a new, clean shirt, yeah?"

Taehyung nods, somehow happy that Yoongi is gonna take care of him again. "Thank you Taehyung-ssi."

Yoongi's smile softens. "And call me hyung, yeah?"

Taehyung smiles back. "Okay."

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Yoongi places the two bowls of noodles down on the couch table. "There you go", he says with a smile as a feeling of deja-vu overcomes him.

"Thank you Yoo... hyung." Taehyung already looks a little bit less pale and a little less like a truck run over him now that

his wounds are treated and he's in clean clothes. He still looks tired but not like he's gonna drop to the floor any second now.

"How are you feeling?", Yoongi asks, turning towards Taehyung.

"Better. The arm still hurts and my hip is... not good, but I don't feel

so bad any more."

"I'm glad...", Yoongi thinks about how to word the things he wants to say next. However, he needs to keep ot short because Taehyung is eying his dinner hungrily. "Listen... Taehyung, your arm... the bandages, it has to he changed again every two hours

until it stops bleeding through. Do you have someine to do that for you?"

Taehyung's eyes widen before he shakes his head.

"Okay", Yoongi just concludes. "Then stay with me tonight and I'll do it okay? I can make another hot chocolate and we can watch another movie, yeah?"

Yoongi knows that a part of Taehyung wants to say, doesn't want to be a burden to an almost stranger, but a bigger part of him really just wants someone to be there for him. So, he nods.

"Great", Yoongi says with a smile, he makes sure to lay all his sincerity

and honest care in it.

"Oh and Taehyung?"

"Hm?", Taehyung pipes up, already having taken his food, deeming their conversation to be over.

"The next time you are hurt in anyway, don't hesitate to come directly to me, yeah? I will take care of you."

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After thinking about Taehyung missing his breakfast the weekend earlier, Yoongi had craved some french toast so on Tuesday morning he whisks up some egg and milk, just adding cinnamon when his doorbell rings.

He frowns as he wipes his hands clean. He isn’t expecting anyone,

Jungkook yes, but he said he'd come around 4pm and he usually never rang the bell and just appeared in the middle of Yoongi’s living room. It was also too early to be the postman.

He doesn't get rid of the apron around his neck, just walks through the living room to the door.

What he doesn't expect, is for Taehyung to be standing in front of him. He looks a little embarrassed but also very pretty in his black oversized shirt and the grey hairband holding his black locks back. He looks a little bit too pretty for Yoongi’s taste, considering

that it's barely 9am and he hasn't even had his coffee yet. So... it's a lot to comprehend.

"Taehyung... hey", Yoongi says, quickly getting himself back together. "Good morning!"

This seems to ease Taehyung's nerves a little at least.

"H...hi", he stutters and Yoongi notices that apart from being extremely beautiful, he's also super adorable. "I aah..." He holds out his hands towards Yoongi and only then does the older man notice the bunched up thing he's holding.

"I wanted to give you back your sweater...", he mumbles, not looking at Yoongi directly as his cheeks turn a soft pink.

"Oh. Thank you", Yoongi answers with a smile reaching out to take it. "It wasn't urgent though, I have like ten of those."

"Oh... I washed it", Taehyung just adds, obviously unsure about what Yoongi means.

"Oh, thank you." Yoongi resists the urge to bring the hoodie up to his face and smell it. He's somehow kind of curious about how the younger man might smell. The only time he had been

close enough was when he had put the blanket over him and back then he had only smelled of the night and dirty street and something else that Yoongi couldn't quite place. So now, Yoongi was curious. He's always been sensitive to smell. Smell could tell you a lot.

Jungkook smelled like perfume, the apple shampoo he always used and the mint chewing gum he always chewed on when he worked on a project. Yoongi just wondered if Taehyung had that too.

/why the fuck was he thinking about that? Comparing him to Jungkook?/

Yoongi quickly shakes himself back into reality, the action obviously not only in his head because Taehyung's eyes widen.

"Are you... is everything alright?", he asks a little hesitantly, almost like he doesn't think he's allowed to ask.

Yoongi nods. "Yeah I just...

remembered something. How about you though? Does your hip still hurt? Did you change the bandage on your arm regularly?"

He points at Taehyung's arm that's still wrapped into a clean, white bandage, which looks good to Yoongi. He's standing without problems and the

little cuts and bruises on his face are almost healed. Yoongi had given him some of his cream against scaring and for better healing which he seems to have used well.

Taehyung nods, his hand softly cupping his bandaged forearm. "Oh yes. Thank you. I'm changed them every day and

put on the cream you gave me. It's been healing well."

He smiles a little lopsided at Yoongi who feels a weird bubbly feeling inside his stomach at the sight.

"That's good. I'm glad", he answers, smiling back.

For a moment they just stand there and look at each other without saying anything. But Yoongi wants to. He wants to say something so Taehyung doesn't go away agin like he always does. Sure, he's only one floor away, but Yoongi really wants to get to know him. Thinks that

Taehyung could use a friend, someone who cares for him and like he had told Hoseok and Seokjin, Yoongi would do his best to be this someone for him. Because he might not know Taehyung that well yet, but he knows that he deserves that someone.

So, before Taehyung can turn around and say goodbye, Yoongi looks up at him, smile widening.

"Ah, Taehyung, if you... don't have anything else to do... do maybe want to come in and have breakfast with me?"

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Taehyung blinks in confusion as Yoongi smiles at him so kindly. /He wants him to stay?/

Taehyung can't believe it. The last two times he had quickly left before Yoongi woke up as to not bother him or bring him into the position where he also had to

offer Taehyung breakfast. Yet now he stood there, asking him inside for breakfast, even though he didn't have to.

"Oh no I...", Taehyung starts but doesn't even know how to end it. /What can't he?/ Yoongi shakes his head before Taehyung can think of something.

"I insist", Yoongi says, reaching out as if to take Taehyung's arm but thinks better of it in the last second, just grasping the air between them. "I... I was going to make french toast... do you like french toast? I promise it's good!"

Taehyung hesitates, seeing the

pleading look in Yoongi’s eyes. It really seems like he wants Taehyung to eat his breakfast with him.

"I really love french toast", Taehyung therefore mumbles and if only to see Yoongi's eyes light up further.

"Yeah?" Taehyung nods. "Then you should really come in."

Yoongi opens the door a little wider as he nods inside.

Taehyung tentatively takes a step forward, then another one. It's the first time he had entered Yoongi's apartment normally. He had improved from entering through the balcony to being dragged inside and now actually walking

in. Progress in Taehyung’s eyes.

"Come", Yoongi says, this time not shying away from softly taking Taehyung’s wrist and pulling him to the kitchen. "You can help me."

Taehyung nods, not sure what to say. Yoongi's behaviour not helping Taehyung at all in trying to overcome his

crush.

In the kitchen, Yoongi hands Taehyung an apron to put over his lounge clothes. He busies himself at the counter while Taehyung looks around. Now that he sees his big kitchen with all the fancy equipment and the spacious working area, it's obvious that Yoongi is a cook.

He's trying to put on his apron while at the same time looking at the wide array of knives on Yoongi's counter, when the smaller man turns back around and holds up a pastel green mug towards Taehyung.

"Coffee?"

Taehyung shakes his head. "I... I don't like coffee."

"Oh", Yoongi's face falling only for a second before he’s smiling again. "I also have tea or juice."

Taehyung smiles back. "I'd like some tea, yes. Thank you."

Yoongi nods before turning back around and switching the electric cattle on to boil some water.

In the meantime, Taehyung tries again to tie his apron. He doesn't know why he's so uncoordinated when it comes to stuff like this in his daily life but has no issue doing anything as V. (Apart from that disastrous jewelry heist, but he's trying to ignore that.)

So he struggles

a little when suddenly there's a hand on his arm.

"Wait, let me help you", Yoongi mumbles and just ties the apron for him. Taehyung waits, standing completely still, only turning around once Yoongi is done.

"Th... thank you."

"No problem."

If Yoongi continued to smile so much then Taehyung would never be able to get over his embarrassing little crush.

"Okay, so do you want to whisk the milk or cut the bread?", Yoongi asks, leading Taehyung to the counter next to the oven with a hand on his back.

At this point Taehyung feels like the blush on his cheeks is gonna be permanent.

Taehyung nervously looks at the array of knives to his left... while he's an excellent swordsman, he doesn't think it's a good idea to give him a kitchen knife, given his trackrecord

when it comes to cooking.

"I think I'd rather whisk the milk", he therefore answers and Yoongi doesn't really seem to mind, just switching places with Taehyung and handing him a whisk.

"Alright, just until it's foamy. Then you can also dunk the bread into it until

it's soggy. That's the most fun part."

Taehyung nods. "Okay..."

He then wants to ask, as he tries his best to whisk the milk and egg mixture foamy. Why Yoongi is so nice to him, why he lets him into his kitchen, wants Taehyung to eat breakfast with him and cook with him.

Why he offers his help just from the goodness of his heart.

And how can Taehyung not fall in love with him for that, even though he barely knows him? He knows that it's naive... to fall for the first person that shows him basic human decency. But Yoongi is... Yoongi is special.

Kind. Taehyung feels like he doesn't have to prove anything to be worth his attention. And Taehyung knows that it's probably not even about him, that he's probably just this kind to everyone, but it warms his heart nevertheless.

And he doesn't stop thinking about it,

not when Yoongi asks him about the stuff he likes and giggles so cutely when Taehyung wiggles the soggy bread at him, not when he hands him his tea in a stupid unicorn mug and especially not when he gives Taehyung all the strawberries to top his french toast off with after

learning that it's his favourite fruit.

It makes it harder and at the same time easier as they sit on Yoongi's balcony, enjoying the sun and talking about this and that. It's easy, it's nice, and it makes Taehyung feel more like a normal human than anything has in a long time.

Their conversation flows so easily and the frensh toast tastes so good that Taehyung completely forgot why he had actually come to give Yoongi the hoodie back. Why he wanted to get over Yoongi

Though he remembered when he carried the plates back to the kitchen

behind Yoongi. As he walks through the hallway his eyes fall onto the framed pictures on the wall. On one in particular. It shows Yoongi in a pink party head, grinning widely. Next to him is that guy... the one Taehyung had seen on his Instagram. He's kissing Yoongi's cheek,

wearing a similar head. They look young in it. Taehyung guesses the picture is about five or six years old, if they are his age. They look like they aren't even twenty in the picture.

It stings more the longer he looks at them. They look so happy. There's more pictures.

The boy with the dark hair is on almost all of them. He looks so vibrant... energetic. Like a burst of positivity. Taehyung smiles sadly. He must make Yoongi very happy. Taehyung doesn't want to get in between them. Not that he thinks he could. They have known

each other for a long time as it seems and they seem so... happy in all the pictures. Taehyung wants to have a part of this happiness, but he knows that he can't. That he doesn’t deserve to have it. He isn’t a good person. Yoongi is though. And Yoongi deserves all this

and more. Taehyung just wants to have a tiny little bit of it. Just wants to watch Yoongi be happy. He barely knows him and yet that's enough for him to be completely mesmerised. So yeah, he has a crush on him, but that’s not it... not entirely.

He doesn't wanna be alone anymore... he just wants a friend. And Yoongi seems like he could be a good friend. Already is.

"Taehyung? Where... oh, hey, what are you looking at?"

Taehyung almost jumps, surprised by Yoongi's sudden appearance. He blushes.

"N...nothing", he quickly says. Yoongi only shakes his head and smiles.

/Taehyung doesn't wanna stay away. He wants to be smiled at like this every day./

"I told you, you can look", Yoongi says. "It's totally fine. Though some of these pictures might be a little embarrassing."

Taehyung blinks. "N...no. You look pretty", he says against his better judgement and immediately blushes.

When he looks at Yoongi, he sees the older man has pink coloured cheeks as well. "Oh... thank you", he mumbles, not looking at Taehyung.

He still nods.

"This one is cute", Taehyung continues even though he could scold himself for doing so. He points at the picture his eyes had fallen on, where the dark haired boy is kissing Yoongi's cheek.

"Oh", Yoongi makes, almost as if he had forgotten about it. "Ah that's

from my 20th birthday." He giggles. We got so drunk that night. I didn't even remember anyone taking this picture but Jungkook put it into a frame and wanted me to hang it up here." He smiles a little nostalgic. "It was the first one I hung up here when I moved in and then

the other ones followed."

Taehyung smiles back at him. "They are all very nice."

Yoongi rolls his eyes. "You don’t have to say that. I bet you're used way better pictures then the candids Jungkook tool of us."

Taehyung had told Yoongi about his course of study,

though he had let out that he was struggling a little with it at the moment... as he was struggling with everything. He doesn't say anything about that though, instead he just says, "Jungkook...?"

"Aah." Yoongi nods. "This one, with the dark hair."

Taehyung nods.

"Is he..." /Don't ask Tae... don't ask./ But he wants to. He wants to know... who he is, if he's making Yoongi happy. If he... "... your boyfriend?"

Yoongi's eyes widen. "Ah no", he says, shaking his head. "He's just my best friend."

/Oh./

Taehyung looks at Yoongi,

suddenly feeling a spark of hope in his chest until he sees the way Yoongi looks. Almost like he's in pain.

"But?", he asks, because he knows there's more.

Yoongi sighs, as if he's still contemplating if he should say more, but then he shakes his head a little, before looking

straight at Taehyung.

"But... I've been in love with him for years. But... he doesn't feel the same."

/Oh./

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I don't know when I will update this again, I don't really feel like writing right now😕