One Step Closer - PART 1

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Taehyung's distressed scent filled the car and he kept bouncing his leg relentlessly throughout the drive. His fingers fidgeted with the hem of his t-shirt and he was biting his bottom lip raw.

Yoongi could understand his turmoil. Every time his gaze flicked toward Taehyung, the alpha wanted to tell his boyfriend that it was okay and they'd be okay, but he wasn't sure about it himself. The calming pheromones he emitted weren't helping at all.

If their driver caught wind of their distressed scent he didn't comment. The guy was loyal to his bones and probably knew most of their dirtiest secrets than anyone else did. He did turn off the music, knowing Taehyung wanted silence when he was upset.

So at one point, he just rolled down the windows, letting the fresh air inside. It seemed to do the trick for a while. Taehyung looked a bit okay and less fidgety. Both their shoulders relaxed as the fresh wind swept some of the heaviness away but it wasn't like they could escape this. They had no choice but to get through this.

The tension remained, thick and heavy but less suffocating. His wolf wanted to calm and comfort his mate but he was hurting too and how was he supposed to offer comfort when he was feeling none? Oh, how much he wished there was a shortcut to this where they would get to press skip buttons and get to their happy ending. But life just didn't work that way.

He could feel Taehyung's nervous glance on him every once in a while but he tried to stay calm. His wolf was hurting but at least Taehyung hadn't abandoned them this time.

When Taehyung proposed the idea, he wanted to refuse. However, it physically hurt him to be apart from his mate right then. The bond they unintentionally created felt like a heavy burden on his chest. What wouldn't he give to hear Taehyung say it'd all be okay.

He exhaled through his mouth, fingers tapping restlessly on his thigh as he glanced outside. A hand over his hand stopped him. He looked at the owner of the hand, who had his gaze fixated on the scenery outside the window.

Taehyung squeezed his hand and Yoongi sensed the way it trembled as if he was offering or seeking assurance. Yoongi sighed, putting his other hand over his and squeezing it in return.

"I'm not running away," Taehyung mumbled. "I won't run away." When he glanced at him, there was a sheen of tears in his eyes. "D-Don't give up on me."

A stray tear escaped his eyes then and he immediately averted his face. Never. The words were at the tip of his tongue but he didn't say it out loud, fearing he wouldn't be able to control his emotions. Instead, he squeezed Taehyung's hand once to let him know that he wouldn't.

Whether Taehyung realized it or not, those words felt like a lifeline right then. His wolf took solace and sought after the little comfort that came from it. Things would be okay.

By the time they arrived at their destination, the silence was heavy once more, but at least it was less suffocating. At Jimin's place, Taehyung rushed to his bar first, grabbing a few bottles before disappearing into their guest room following Jungkook. The door slammed shut and Yoongi cast Jimin a weary look.

"I'll make you a drink," Jimin said, his gaze full of concern but he didn't make any other remark. "Make yourself home."

Yoongi perched on a bar stool, merely grunting. His shoulders slumped, suddenly feeling too drained as the day's exhaustion caught up with him. Suddenly it was all too much.

"Suit yourself, hyung. I got a really good collection." Jimin winked, getting to work behind the bar. He even winked trying to offer a semblance of normalcy, only it didn't calm the storm in his heart.