"What you seek is seeking you"
-Rumi
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The chirping of birds filtered through the thin milky white fabric of the curtain. The rays of orange sunlight peeked through the blowing fabric, painting a yellow glow on the sleeping figure. The sky was painted a baby blue, an orange ball of light peeking through, awakening the world. The sleeping body stirred, his blue hair glowing in the light. He peeked open an eye, looking at the painted galaxy. Sitting up and balling his fists up before rubbing his eyes with them, he fully woke up.
His blue hair was spayed across his forehead, cheeks puffy and eyes half-closed. He walked over to the curtains, opening them further and bathing the room with the blinding light. He walked into his bathroom, doing his morning routine and taking a quick shower. He walked out, fully dressed and ready to face the day. He climbed down the stairs, being greeted by Seokjin.
"Good morning, Honey bear." The older male smiled, turning his head to look at the blue-headed male. He turned back to the counter, continuing his cooking before he heard the other's soft voice. "Good morning, eomma. Appa's still sleeping?" He asked as he filled up a glass with water, chugging it down. The older male nodded. "Can you go wake him up?" He asked as the younger nodded, walking towards their bedroom.
He opened the door, walking in and stopping before the king-sized bed. "Appa!" He shook the male lying under the blankets, trying to wake him up. The other groaned before peeking open an eye and sighing. "Please wake up," Taehyung spoke softly as Namjoon slowly sat up, rubbing his face with his palm. "It's been a long time since you woke me up, baby bear." He spoke in his morning voice as he stood up from the bed. Taehyung laughed lightly, nodding his head as walked out of the room.
After breakfast, which consisted of Namjoon 'accidentally' breaking a plate, the three sat on the dining table, chatting away. They still had time left before they had to leave for work. "So, what are you going to be doing today, Tae?" Namjoon asked, sipping on his coffee. Taehyung shrugged, answering the question nonetheless. "Maybe I'll go to my studio." He murmured as they all kept on talking aimlessly.
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The door clicked open, dragging the dust with it as it opened up fully. Taehyung stepped in, looking around as he felt his chest tighten and tears well up. He pushed them back, swallowing the lump in his throat as he looked around. The walls were still the same creme colour. The wood was still polished, hidden behind a thin layer of dust. He walked in, a smile fixed on his face. He stopped as he spotted something. He sobbed softly as he traced the print. Only this piece didn't have any dust on it. The grey clay was dry, the pattern etched on it.
He felt a light breeze flow into the room and he looked at the entrance. He stopped in his tracks, facing a younger version of himself and... Jungkook. He could see himself stopping the older from entering and he smiled softly. "Wait, wait. I wanna do something before we move in." He watched as Jungkook watched the younger version of himself with glittering eyes and a fond smile and felt himself blush.
He returned back with the slab of clay, placing it down before looking at Jungkook and intertwining Their fingers together. "I wanna cherish our first steps in here forever. Let's go."
He watched the young couple enter the house, smiling widely. He didn't even notice when he had started crying but soon enough, his cheeks were wet with salty drops trickling down from his eyes. He closed his eyes, clutching at his chest. He had told himself that he was over Jungkook, that he had moved on. But fuck, it still hurt like hell. He was still in love with the older, no matter how he tried to deny it. He was still not over that incident.
He wiped his tears after a few moments, shutting the door as he moved inside the house. He went into the bathroom, returning with a mop and bucket of water as he started cleaning the house. He finished in an hour, his phone's ringing disturbing him. He picked it up, reading the text and finishing up the chore. He called Irene as he walked in, waiting for her to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Hello, noona." He answered. "Taehyung-ah! Yes, what is it? You don't call often." She said as Taehyung laughed.
"Actually, I want you to get somebody to move my stuff from my studio to somewhere else." He said sheepishly as he scratched the back of his neck. He heard shuffling before a loud voice came from the other side.
"Are you leaving us, Kim Taehyung?!" He recognized it as Choi Minho. He grinned before replying back. "I'm not leaving, Hyung. I just want my studio somewhere else." He said as Irene came back online.
"Okay. Send me the address." She said as she cut off the call and the blue-haired male sighed. He got up, walking towards the wall and taking down the clay slab. He picked up his keys, walking towards the door.
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"So, you want me to go there and ask him to have dinner with me?" Jackson nodded. "You have lost your mind, Jackson," Mark said as he walked back to the car. Jackson quickly took a hold of his hand, his touch sending shock down both their spines. He quickly retracted his hand as he stepped back.
"Please Mark. Do it. For Taehyung." Jackson said slowly, looking down at the ground, holding his wrist. Mark looked away, sighing as he walked past the brunette. "Okay, I'll do it." The redhead mumbled but the older still heard it. He turned on his heels, following the other in.
"Hello, Jungkook-ssi," Mark said in a cheerful voice as he spotted Jungkook. The said male turned to look at the two, pressing his lips into a thin smile. He glared at the redhead who was sweating under his gaze.
"I was thinking we could have dinner tonight to discuss our partnership." He said, hoping the other would say yes to the deal. He turned slightly to look at Jackson who gave him a pointed glare. "Yeah, Jungkook-ssi. We'll get to know your company too." He supplied in as Jungkook seemed lost in thought.
"Okay." He sighed out after a few minutes as Mark let go of the breath he was holding. "Great. I'll send you the address of the place." He said quickly as he bowed down and left, leaving Jackson to handle everything.
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Taehyung looked at his phone, checking the message from Jackson. Just a few kilometres away, Jungkook did the same.
"The Lounge. 7 pm."
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