for him ; taekook

i don't need the world to see.

one.

one glance.

one glance was all it had taken for me to know that i was completely fucked.

i wasn't like the other boys. flowers woven into my essence, my chest brimming to the point of combustion with a need for the impossible - the need to be myself.

i'd been packed up and sent away to a camp for boys in hopes of the testosterone rubbing off on me, filling my brain with a desire for breasts and pouty, pink lips, replacing the desire to own breasts and pouty, pink lips.

the way my parents had phrased it, had had me actually frightened for what awaited me, expecting bulky brutes with animalistic tendencies, but instead i was met with a soft, angel face with the cutest bunny smile.

i wasn't gay per se.. i was just.. a tad more feminine than what society deemed acceptable. in my mind, it just didn't quite register that certain actions or mannerisms were reserved for those of female orientation only.

as painstakingly cliché as it had been, we'd been sitting around a campfire, taking turns to introduce ourselves. there'd been about twenty of us in total, ranging from the ages of thirteen up until nineteen, me being seventeen.

i hadn't been paying much attention to anything as nothing had been interesting enough to entice me.. that was, until i'd laid eyes on a raven-haired beauty.

now, i wasn't the type to call many people beautiful - especially not guys - but dammit, there was just something fucking ethereal about the way the flames glinted against your creamy complexion, creating shadows which danced over your flawless face, that had me unable to look away - afraid that i'd miss something significant.

i found myself grateful that i hadn't looked away when you'd heard something which had apparently amused you because the ends of your mouth curved upward, revealing a perfect set of straight, white teeth. the teeth weren't what had my eyes widening though, that reaction had been evoked by how well it complimented you, your facial features jolting to life - and boy, if i'd thought you'd looked ethereal before.. this was just.. indescribable.

they'd made the rounds and i would never admit it, but i found myself almost anxious to hear your voice, completely dumbfounded as to why i was so desperate to know what you sounded like.

when it was your turn, i was not at all surprised at how smooth and soothing you sounded, your velvety voice wafting around the flames from where you were seated to encase me in its clutches and reel me in further, not disappointing my expectations one bit.

jeon jeongguk.

even your name was beautiful.

pathetic was an understatement to what i felt, being this affected by your mere existence, but i couldn't find it in myself to mind.

when it had unfortunately gotten around to my turn to introduce myself, i awkwardly cleared my throat, before speaking in a voice which i only hoped would be able to stand in comparison to yours.

i focused my gaze on the flames before me so as to not accidentally maintain eye-contact with anyone. after i had finished and the next boy had begun speaking, i was sure that everybody's attention would have moved on to him so i drew my gaze back up, my eyes travelling once again over to you as if it were the most natural action, my body somehow growing accustomed to it already.

i nearly choked on my saliva to find a pair of dark, brooding eyes staring right back at me.

one glance was all it had taken for me to know that i was completely fucked.

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1st person ew ik but i felt that it would be better like this.. it's more personal like tae is professing his love for kookie i'm so cheesy aHH

cloudyoongi i changed the name bc i'm troye sivan trash but here it is

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