Dionysus ♡ (taekook/ top tae) [On Hold]

A SORT OF DATE part-2

Hey there sweets, how are you all?
It's been ages since I last updated....
So here we go.

aren't babie taehyung and jungkook so cute? Y_Y

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but-woah," gguk was about to counter the person who sort of kidnapped him with his consent for a day, but was cut off dangerously as taehyung sped up the car suddenly. he wasn't driving; he was flying his car, to be exact. and this forced out the next question from the pretty lips of a not-so-shy bunny.

"hyung, how old are you?" he had some reasons for wanting to know about this particular piece of information. but no one has to know them. no.

"exactly your boyfriend's age." taehyung teased with no expression that a person has while teasing. he was looking ahead on the road while flying his car, not literally.

"what? I don't have any!!" gguk spoke out in favour of his single as amoeba life. he's been single all his life, not like he's a hopeless romantic or something. he didn't realise that he wanted to be in a relationship until he saw this drop-dead gorgeous boy sitting 50 cm away from him. not 50, but his heart has to sing '50 centimetres (between lips)' by IU, to be more dramatic about it.

"you have," taehyung narrowed his eyes, just like jeongguk's vision, around himself.

"aren't you a liar just like-" he was going to throw a fit about this false allegation of him being in a relationship until the ringtone of his phone disrupted him.

he fished out his phone to check who wished to listen to his voice in the morning; this was strange, sus, weird.
but what made his eyeballs jump out of the sockets was the caller ID, which left him in awe, not a good one, not a bad one; actually, he didn't know how he should react after this. there was a reason he kept his existence away from the drama club, which didn't even exist in his college.

(Drama Club is a nice book, though; don't keep your existence away from it.)

"someone's calling you; pick up" that's what his ears heard, and that's what his brain perceived. on top of that taehyung was laughing. at him. how dare he. he laughed, that means he's the culprit.

taehyung, while risking his and gguk's life for some microseconds, peeked over gguk's phone. after that, he read the caller id out loud for you all to know, because the author can't keep you clueless any longer.

(4th wall be like- mujhe kyo toda?)

'my handsome boyfriend', taehyung continued while stressing the word 'my', "jeongguk, your boyfriend is handsome? I should meet him someday." gguk was too stunned to speak.
mind you, he was too stunned to speak, but he could shout at the culprit.

"THIS IS NOT FUNNY! YOU DIDN'T EVEN PROPOSE ME! AND I DIDN'T SAY YES, NOT LIKE I WILL SAY YES, BUT YOU'RE NOT FOLLOWING THE PROTOCOLS, YOU NASTY HEAD!" gguk shouted, good for the people walking on the street, that the car was going as if competing with the wind itself. all people heard was a loud sound for a nanosecond before it merged with other sounds around.

and was taehyung afraid? well, if laughing your lungs out means being afraid, then he was, too much.

their teasing went on as long as jungkook's recent live, not coming to a stop any time soon.

but speaking does take away your energy, especially when every word should be thought of because you don't want to see yourself getting embarrassed or exposed.
hence, taehyung decided to stop by a café to get them brunch.

the name of the café caught their attention just like studying should yours, but you aren't listening.

(A/n- It hit me too, it broke me too. you never walk alone.)

"welcome to artsthetic sugar café, what would you like to order sir?" the receptionist asked them with a practised smile and sugary polite tone.

" two strawberry and two chocolate-flavoured pastries with two hot chocolates, please." taehyung read off the things written on the menu, which were visually pleasing.

"your order will be prepared soon; please make yourself comfortable," the lady responded warmly.

both of them walked to a table in the corner. taehyung pulled out the chair for jeongguk, being the gentleman he is. and jeongguk didn't thank him, being the brat he is.

after getting comfortable on the chair, jeongguk looked around as taehyung was busy checking his phone, just like he checked out jeongguk, but both of them were clueless.

the shades of vintage brown, ivory and beige blended well with each other, making the place more cosy. there were a lot of white rose plants in the small building, and the walls were decorated with paintings, which pleased gguk's eyes.

the vibes were a mix of art and aesthetic, and one thing he noticed in the menu was the overwhelming presence of sweet things; there was nothing like a sandwich or something savoury, hence suggesting the name of the café.

however, after a while gguk refused to look around more. there were people, and he isn't some creepy aunt who would stare at you until you start doubting yourself.

"hyung, seriously, how old are you?" for the same purposes as earlier, gguk inquired with him again. he was adamant to know the answers.

"why would you ask?" taehyung questioned him instead of answering. this thing should be banned, gguk thought.

"you're not old enough to have a driving licence, or are you?" he was quite worried about safety purposes; he couldn't afford to die now, not before he saw his favourite band coming back together.

"Is it important to have a licence to know how to drive a car?" taehyung asked as he leaned on the table.

(A/n- ofc it is taebestie, but I ain't stopping your date...so go ahead. )

"of course it is! do you think I have a death wish ?"

"I will keep you alive at the cost of my life. don't be afraid if this is the cause of your worry," he replied with that same smile, with the same hand under his chin, which blooms some butterflies in his stomach while looking at him with the same eyes, which don't look irritating to him as they should. 

gguk was in awe- awe because he just met this dude some days ago, and now he was drooling over him. it was so cliche if you'd ask him.

he was grateful for the ding sound the bell made, a subtle announcement that their order was ready to be served.

taehyung went to take it. when he came back, he placed the items in their designated positions.

the meal looked too tempting to ignore for some teasing and talks, so they chose to eat it instead of indulging in anything else.

taehyung loves strawberries, and jeongguk doesn't know it because they haven't known each other for ages. so when he was devouring the strawberry-flavoured pastry, he messed with his face too. the cream on the tip of his nose, the bread crumbs around the edge of his lips teased gguk, touching the spots which he wanted to touch with his lips instead.

so he giggled at his misery, and the melody diverted taehyung's attention towards the source of it, the pretty lips of the pretty boy.

and so he raised his eyebrows as if silently asking what made him giggle like this.

and so he got the reply in between the beautiful sounds, " are you five? because that's how kids eat."

"clean it for me?" for someone, these were four words, and it may seem like one of the requests that you'll never do for your friend. but there, his heart alarmed his mind, fast heartbeats, shocked expressions hidden with a veil of subtlety.

taehyung leaned closer, not leaving the spoon he had in his hand. gguk had to prepare himself for this task mentally. because, mind you, he won't realise when his hand leave the damn tissue and trace the outline of those glistening and pinkish lips.

his hesitating hand reached the tissue box to grab one or two of them. he then fought the war against those pieces of bread and dots of cream, removing their existence with such patience.

"done," he said in a dreamy tone, which he realised and cleared his throat to subtly blame it on his throat instead of the little wish he had in his head.

" you seem to love strawberries", he asked to divert his mind.

"yep, one of my favourites," taehyung replied.
gguk thought how taehyung's replies always suggest to something more, just like his own mind, just like his own heart, just like his own hands and just like his own lips.

their meal went on while taking glances at each other, although the subtlety left them clueless about each other's actions.

It was time for payment, and taehyung went to pay. even though gguk argued that he could pay half-half. but taehyung denied it, telling him to take him on a brunch some day instead. and to gguk, this offer seemed better than paying half of it now.

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"you two are adorable together. thanks for the visit," the lady said with a smile, although she had mastered the art of keeping a smile, this one was genuine and sweet for some reason. she processed the payment and returned the card to taehyung.

the couple returned the same warm smile. taehyung, out of nowhere, held gguk's wrist and led him outside of the small area.

and was gguk giddy? the permanent smile on his face was saying it all.

while taking their seat with the same arrangements as before, jeongguk, being the impatient little creature he is, asked it -"hyungie, where are we going now?"

"have some patience, your highness."

"ding dong, this human is running out of patience, please hurry," the voice sounded rather robotic for the effects, which bloomed euphoric giggles in the moving object, called car.

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To be continued ~

It's getting boring as the chapters pass by. BUT!

 I am tempted to add some things. also, don't be afraid; nothing can force me to add even a slight bit of angst. 

chaos/sweet romance/ more chaos. 

although, don't you think gguk is too much whipped?

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