Hoseok's eyes widened, he looked Taehyung up and down.
His usually soft and fluffy brunette hair was now tousled and messy, his eyes red and puffy.
The boy never said anything, only opened his arms.
Taehyung wrapped his arms around Hoseok's torso, burying his head in his shoulder.
Hoseok sighed, and held onto the boy tightly.
"What happened?" He whispered gently.
Taehyung didn't respond for a while, he just engulfed in the warmth of his friend's arms.
"I love him." The boy mumbled into Hoseok's chest, but his words were lost in a muffle.
Taehyung looked up at Hoseok, giving him a weak smile.
"I'm in love with Jungkook."
Hoseok smiled but then frowned.
"Then why were you crying, did he hurt you do I need to bust his ass?" The orange haired male pressed, his hands now gripping the younger's shoulders.
Taehyung chuckled, although the tone was devoid of any amusement.
"Sure, he did."
Hoseok growled under his breath his hands drop off of Taehyung's shoulders and he's about to hunt down Jungkook.
Taehyung tugs on his sleeve, Hoseok looks back at him with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Don't do anything, just stay with me."
Hoseok felt his heart sink a little, Taehyung had gone through the worst with relationships.
He never knew how to decipher love, he was always falling for the wrong people, it was so fucking difficult watching someone you care for struggle.
Men ain't shit.
"I can't promise you I won't castrate him-"
"However, I care for you more just now, so come on in and we can like eat pizza or something, sound good?" Hoseok smiled brightly instantly lifting the younger's mood.
Taehyung nodded, offering Hoseok a small smile.
"Also take a shower, you smell and look like my grandma's ass."
"Gee aren't you the nicest."
Hoseok winks at him, closing the front door behind him.
"Damn right I am."
"FUCK YOU TABLE WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Hoseok screeches, hopping around the place as he holds onto his right foot, hissing in pain.
"The fuck did you hurt this time?" Taehyung watches his friend stumble around the place with quizzical eyes.
"My poor foot!" The grown man whines, he flops onto his couch and looks up at Taehyung with wide eyes.
"My shower works miracles it seems."
Taehyung had slightly flushed cheeks from the steam of the shower, his hair was slightly damp and his skin was a perfect tan.
He was dressed in a large 'Hope World' t-shirt and some baggy sweatpants, but the boy could make anything look like it belonged on a runway.
"Thanks." Taehyung winked at the other, he strides over to the couch, plopping himself on it next to Hoseok.
"Care to like massage my foot peasant?"
"I'll massage your dick."
"I'm okay with that."
Hoseok and Taehyung looked at each other for a while the silence lingering before bursting into a fit of giggles.
The boys calmed down after a little, and Hoseok called up a well known takeaway ordering about four large pizzas.
It was the perfect heartbreak remedy according to his sources, Wikihow was it?
Taehyung played with strands of his hair, trying to keep his mind off of what was bothering him the most.
His traced his lips with the tip of his finger, closing his eyes, his mind took him back to the time were his lips were on another's.
Wasn't it ridiculous to be infatuated with a boy you barely know?
"Are you having a wet dream?"
Taehyung screamed, his eyes shot open to Hoseok looking down at him with a shit eating grin.
"The pizzas are on their way, we could watch a movie."
Hoseok wriggled his eyebrows at the other boy.
"How about titanic? that Jack guy is hot."
Taehyung chuckled, shaking his head at his ridiculous friend.
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The boy hands the other a lollipop. 彡 "Maybe that'll sweeten that bitter attitude of his." in which jungkook is addicted to cigarettes and taehyung just wants to help. ----- vkook彡 ©LUSHMIN