Under The Streetlight [COMPLETE]

[ONE]

It was a cold December night. No, actually it was fucking freezing. A pattern of white covered the ground as Taehyung walked out of the studio. He was completely exhausted after spending so much time practicing.

Taehyung was a trainee for BigHit entertainment. They told him they had only casted him because of his good looks, not because of his talent. So to prove them wrong, he practiced alone for extra hours in the studio, trying to perfect the choreography so he can impress his hyungs.

As he walked out, the cold air hit his warm, sweaty face and instantly shuddered. He quickly pulled on his black beanie and wrapped a red scarf around his neck, hoping it'll at least warm him a little.

He grabbed his bag and continued walking until he noticed something -or rather someone- sitting down at the side of the street, under a streetlight. Taehyung observed him closely and his eyes widened at what the boy was wearing: A thin black t-shirt that was black from being all dirty and some pants that were clearly too small for him. God, he must be freezing like that.

He quickly reached his pocket and grabbed a twenty dollar bill. That was basically all he had on him at the moment. He walked up to the kid and slowly placed the money next to him.
"Here, buy yourself some food." He began but the boy abruptly lifted his head up, looking hopeful then suddenly his eyes darkened a bit.

"I'm not a beggar." He said, in an annoyed tone. Jesus, Taehyung was just trying to be nice! He almost growled at the boy.
"Listen kid, you're gonna freeze like that. I don't have anything else to offer, I'm sorry."

"Well no one asked you to help right? Now fuck off. You're not helping at all, my ass is still freezing." He snarled then hugged his knees closer to his chest.

Taehyung had never met such an ungrateful brat. He sighed and took his money back.
"Fine. Suit yourself. Freeze for all I care." He snapped with a cold voice before standing up.
The boy looked up with teary eyes and quivering lips. Taehyung didn't do anything but stare at the male in front of him. He was just utterly beautiful. Even with all the dirt on his face, in his hair and on his clothes, Taehyung couldn't help but be mesmerised by those ethereal big doe brown eyes. He felt something snap inside of him when he saw the tears rolling down his cheeks.

"I-I'm sorry-" The boy began but Taehyung didn't waste another second and turned away from him, walking away. The boy stayed behind, his eyes wide open then began crying even more. He had just hurt a person he didn't even know, that was not what his mother taught him!

"I-I'm s-such a bad b-boy... D-Dad wasn't w-wrong to leave m-me here!" The boy cried and hiccuped softly as he tried to wipe his tears with his dirty sleeves but they wouldn't stop. He wanted to apologise to the nice hyung but he didn't know if he would ever see him again.

Meanwhile with Taehyung, he went home but instead of going inside, taking a shower, changing into his pyjamas and sleep early for once, he grabbed his wallet and got out a one hundred dollar bill then walked out again.

He went to the nearest cheap shop he could find and bought a nice long coat and some gloves. He wanted to buy a beanie and a scarf, but he didn't have enough money for it at the moment, he quickly paid for the stuff then spotted a small market. He sighed and went inside, he bought a bag full of food. He ended up getting a cup of hot chocolate too and rushed back to the spot where he found the small boy.

"Hey." He greeted. The boy instantly looked up, tears rolling down his face, nose as red as a cherry and not just from the cold. He was shivering. "Why are you crying?" He asked.

The little jumped up and wrapped his arms around his torso, burying his head into his chest since he was shorter, it was basically where he could reach without tiptoeing.
"I-I'm s-so s-sorry! I-I was mean and all you wanted w-was to be nice! I-I'm sorry hyung!" He cried and hiccuped, clutching Taehyung tighter.