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(the format will change, thoughts will be in italics as well as the dialogues for some parts)
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the cold breeze on a 20th of July afternoon that spread certain strands of my bangs apart calmed the nerves that ever so earnestly shot through my body, as his hand grazed mine on our way to catch a meal aside from the cyber cafe, it was neither late or early, just the perfect time to hang about and chit chat over the noisy ambient;
"are you.." Yoongi licked his pink shaded lips in slow motion, shoulders captivating what allowed me to see, "are you fine with pizza?" he choked a low cackle back, disappointing my expectations on getting to like anything else from him, "i'm the simplest guy you'll ever meet, but if the occasion is right one day, perhaps, i might surprise you with a little something" i couldn't decipher his tactics just yet, and it was fine, completely fine
"please, let me be your peon, i'm up to whatever you'd suggest for a meal", he smiled, and i swore on my life the sun had been stolen and engraved in him, such a majestic masterpiece should i say?
"hey..." he giggled, my eyes deeply focused on his rosy nose "stop, you'll run into something"
"s-sorry, i.." my shoes were now, and apparently, more interesting than any of his features, "you're extremely handsome, so it wouldn't entirely be my fault if the hospital becomes our first date location" the box i had for a smile became notorious, the man walking right beside me wearing eye-wrinkles as my peripheral vision caught; small but full cheeks, his pearly whites and gums all upon me, "and, you're welcome"
"definitely", i felt his fingers hanging forlornly just inches away from mine, the conversation long gone, and for a moment i hoped, just slightly hoped he'd hold my hand--
--but
"watch out!"
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[present]
"hey kid" his voice managed to stop my impolite brain from rolling the same movie over and over again, "spacing out?" and there it was, his choked cackle, something i've grown more than just accustomed to "what a bad habit" i smiled, pulling his hand, the plastic and worn out seat [which we kept as a silly memory i'd love to obliviate] i currently occupied fighting to not break apart by the heavy weight, as both me and Yoongi were not, in all facts and aspects, small, "what's with you having me on top?"
"what's with you having me underneath?", his cheeky smile faded the minute mine did, back of his thighs now connecting with the front of my own, our hands engaged in a dominant battle of caresses, "i love you" my ideal was to steal a kiss and get up on my feet to carry him towards our throne, or better said... bedroom with a huge, matrimonial delicacy that his parents had given him to celebrate our one year anniversary
yeah, money's their forte
but he had better things to do, such as., "were you thinking about when we met and had our first date... because every now and then i look at you lost in all directions except mine" he wore drowsy eyes, hair disheveled here and there, chest exposed and boxers fitting perfectly around his waist, and everything else it was supposed to cover, only for me to awkwardly stare and drown in excuses i had already overused from previous and similar instances
"don't worry, what happened back then was my mistake" i managed to brush some of his now silver threads of hair back, revealing that pale and prettily freckled forehead that i've lost the count of how many times my lips clashed against it
"it was just luck that he knew how to hit the fucking breaks the moment your body-"
"yeah... uh, let's get breakfast done, your stomach has been grumbling for a while now i'm sure", i quickly moved him off of me, to then become one with the kitchen and utensils i needed to prepare the most amazing chocolate chip pancakes, our favorites
"don't cut me off like that, Taehyung, we are here now, living our lives in the greatest way possible, and i am the one who's sure, besides glad and fucking grateful for your ass to be mine, that day could have been the worst to you, but to me?" i couldn't react after my back came in contact with his bare chest, head not completely leaning on my shoulder, but against the blade, "to me that day was one i will never, ever forget, because you joined me in this roller coaster of a journey and if it wasn't for the people that planned our catastrophic date then i would probably still be looking for that certain someone at this point, but i'm not, because i have you, your smile, your eyes, your faded red locks, slim fingers, broad shoulders but tiny waist, tender neck and pointy nose, the moles on those unexpectedly expected places of yours, you, just you, so please, be honest with me, don't just hide within the curtains of the past, in fact, hide with me within the curtains of this present that i will hold dearly for the rest of my life, yeah?"
"Y-Yoongi", i bit my bottom lip until the metallic red substance could be tasted, tears staining my face unforgivingly, "thank you, i-" words were difficult now just like before, but the silence that overcame us said it all, i was just as thankful for him, i fell so deeply i could touch hell, but this hell didn't burn, nor was it a mixture of black, brown and orange, instead, this hell turned into heaven, a heaven that held me up and washed away every single discomfort corrupting my insides, Yoongi was, is my heaven, and i am bound to stay for as long as it takes...
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