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then again.☁︎

"N-No d-don't-"

"No please!"

"H-Hyung!"

Jungkook jolted awake, looking over at the other male who shifted uncomfortably, a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead as the boy panted, eyebrows furrowed as he mumbled incoherently.

Jungkook slightly panicked, not having seen the boy in this situation before, he wraps his arms around the frantic boy whispering sweetly into his ear as he coaxed him back to his calm slumber.

"You'll be okay love, it's just a dream."

Jungkook placed a soft kiss on the other male's temple, and the boy almost immediately settled down, though mumbling a few words under his breath.

So both boys slept through the night, Jungkook's arm protectively slung around Taehyung's waist, he worried about what the boy had dreamt of.

Seeing him in such a state was unusual, it made him angry for some reason, he felt protective over the boy who lay next to him, eyes shut, lips quivering, vulnerable almost.

Jungkook decided to push it to the back of his mind, for now, that is.

—

"Jungkook!"

Cold water hit Jungkook's face, the boy sat up, startled as his eyes searched the room frantically, only to find Taehyung silently giggling right by the bed.

"Taehyung."

Jungkook growled rather playfully, his eyes glinting with humor as the other continued to laugh, and it was something that left him in awe, to hear the boy's angelic laugh.

Jungkook pulled the covers off of his body, immediately regretting doing so as he missed the warmth. The warmth, of Taehyung, snuggled into him, breathing soft.

Taehyung's pink lips turned up into a small smile, he tilted his head as he observed the other who sat on the bed, eyes wide as he observed his surroundings.

"I must've been so drunk I had forgotten my father is still here."

Taehyung's eyes filled with worry as he stared at his bedroom door, just waiting, for his father to barge in and rip him to shreds.

He didn't want the other to see that.

I'm just a lost cause.

"You should go, thanks for taking me home last night." The boy's voice suddenly grew cold, as he stared at the other in solemn.

It's not like he wanted Jungkook to leave, he felt safe around the boy, protected even.

Though he didn't want someone else to get hurt because of him, that's happened already he didn't want a replay of traumatic events.

It was in the past, and it should surely stay in the past.

Jungkook hesitantly nodded, as he stood up from the bed, that's when he realized he was pretty much naked. He chuckled at Taehyung, whose cheeks had the familiar flush of red to them, he groans and mumbles as he looks for his shirt.

"Could I borrow a shirt love?"

Taehyung nodded, as he squeaked in embarrassment, covering his eyes with his palm he reaches out for his cupboard, pulling out some random shirt he flings it at the other half-naked male.

His mouth is left agape, as Jungkook strides over to him, placing a soft chaste kiss on his cheek as he smiles rather slyly, his eyes shining as the other stares at him with wide innocent eyes, like a lost puppy.

"Thanks." Jungkook opens the window, climbing out onto the ledge as he climbs down the ladder swiftly, with the advantage of his rather long legs.

His legs-

Taehyung's heart pains a little as Jungkook leaves, the room is cold again, and he's left with only himself, as always.

The boy heaves a sigh, plopping himself onto his bed, he savors the warmth that Jungkook had previously left behind, his soft scent of musk lingering on the sheets, Taehyung rolls over onto his stomach, his hands cupping his chin as his eyes bore into the blank wall of his bedroom wall.

Thoughts, thoughts of him, he recalled the nightmare that returned to him last night like it did every other night, yet it was different he felt as if there were a presence next to him who was watching over him, to protect it felt like.

Jungkook.

Taehyung couldn't help but grin at the thought of the other male, he couldn't help but allow that fluttery feeling in his heart to run wild, for his hopes to rise, he was helplessly falling for the idiot.

Though there was this little doubt of his, that Jungkook would just play him, that this was all some sort of sick delusion, then again he thought differently.

"What do I do?"

"What do I do about you?"

In that moment he heard his father through the thin walls of their house shift around, calling for him.

Taehyung smiled weakly rolling his eyes at the shout of his name, off the bed, he walks down the steps of the narrow staircase, towards the man who he used to consider to care for him.

  — 

Jungkook sat in his now thankfully empty house, thinking about, of course, Taehyung.

He looked down on the adventure time print on his t-shirt and chuckled, his heart softened a little now knowing that the other had a rather childish perk to him. Then again, everything about Taehyung was just heart softening and adorable.

Was it, actually?

He knew Taehyung was hurting.

Jungkook bites his lip, he grips the hand of his couch tightly, his knuckles turning whitish as he cursed at himself for leaving the boy to be with his father.

"I'm so stupid."

He had to go back there, to at least watch over the boy, who knows what his father would do this time. He'd protect Taehyung, no matter what.

Although it was hard for him to admit, he was falling in love.

And fuck, he couldn't go back.

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A/N: kinda filler chapter?

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