The rest of the week passed by faster than Taehyung would have wanted. Most of their days had been filled with movies, long walks around Daegu and failed attempts at cooking. The boyfriend thing wasn't mentioned throughout their last few days together. Taehyung didn't dare ask questions about it, and Jeongguk was too hard to read for him to know what he was thinking about.
So, he had been left with no other choice than to brush the whole thing off for the time being.
Though a part of him still hoped that perhaps, Jeongguk would bring it up again.
But he did not.
And so the week passed. Too quickly.
And now he was watching Jeongguk pack the last of his clothes in his suitcase, wondering when he'd get to see him again — and would it even be the same then? As fun as the week had been, he couldn't forget the reason why it had happened in the first place.
Han.
Jeongguk was in trouble. In danger even, perhaps. Probably. And Taehyung felt powerless, as though he was watching it all happen from the other side of a tinted window.
Trust me, Jeongguk had told him the other day. But how could he, when the cuts and bruises were still visible across his face? His mind was freaking out at the mere idea of letting the younger out of his sight. His heart was racing at the thought of him meeting up with Han again.
Was he really going to be Han's right hand man? Taehyung wanted to believe Jeongguk had a plan. He truly did, but as he watched the younger's shaky hands fumbling with the zipper of his suitcase, he couldn't help but think that Jeongguk was probably as lost and terrified as he was, although he had assured him that everything would be alright.
"Alright, I'm all done! I'd ask you to kiss me goodbye but I don't want to get scolded by Junghwa again." Jeongguk's playful voice snapped him out of his dreadful thoughts and he hurried to put a smile on his face so the man wouldn't ask any questions.
"Let me walk you to the train station. You might get lost without my amazing tour guide skills." He said, holding out a hand for Jeongguk to take. Eventually he did, rising up from his crouching position with a grin.
"Aren't you a gentleman?" He teased, weakly punching Taehyung's shoulder. "Gonna carry my suitcase too?" He added, pushing said suitcase towards the man, who merely scrunched his nose in response.
"In your dreams. You're the crazy muscle pig here, carry your own suitcase. It's good exercise."
Jeongguk slapped a hand over the right side of his chest, pretending to have been hurt by the older's words.
"You're the worst gentleman ever, Tae. You just shattered my fragile princess heart." Taehyung couldn't help but snort at the boy's intentional voice crack mid sentence.
"Your heart is on the other side of your chest, dumbass."
"Oh." Jeongguk quickly corrected his mistake, but that only made Taehyung laugh more.
"It's not on your nipple either, Gguk."
Jeongguk huffed, throwing his arms up in frustration.
"Where is that damn thing then?"
Taehyung chuckled at his dramatic reaction. Letting go of his keys, he took a small step forward and gently, he grabbed Jeongguk's wrist to bring his hand down. His eyes met the younger's and he smiled, positioning his palm slightly on the left side of his chest — where his heart should be —.
"There. Do you feel it?" He didn't realize how close they were until Jeongguk looked up at him, his big doe eyes sparkling like fairy dust. Warmth rose to his face, sprinkling pink all over his cheeks.
"Yeah." He gulped nervously. Of course he could feel it, for it was pounding against his rib cage so hard he could hear the sound of it echo in his ears. And the way Taehyung was staring down at him, scrutinizing his every feature, was not exactly helping. Hell, he feared it would jump out of his chest with how fast it was beating.
Fortunately, Taehyung snapped out of his trance before Jeongguk could embarrass himself any further.
"We should get going, doll." He whispered, slowly letting go of Jeongguk's wrist, though the heat of his skin remained.
"Yeah." The younger cleared his throat and quickly grabbed his suitcase, eager to ease the tension in the room.
Taehyung opened the door for him, and Jeongguk allowed himself to look back for a second before he exited the house.
"Let's get you home, darling."
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TWITTER CHAT
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YOONGI
can you bring chips down to my studio please
JIMIN
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JIMIN
who do you think I am?
JIMIN
Some kind of maid?
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your parent?
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your personal delivery man?
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in fact I will charge you
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for every task you make me do
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🙄
YOONGI
...
YOONGI
if you bring me chips I'll let you top next time we have sex?
JIMIN
oh my god
YOONGI
what??
JIMIN
The bag of chips just flew right out the cupboard and landed in my hand
JIMIN
and now I can't control my legs anymore
JIMIN
im walking...
JIMIN
...to your studio
YOONGI
you're weird 😔
YOONGI
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YOONGI
We switch for a reason 🤷
JIMIN
well
JIMIN
I don't know how to say it without sounding rude
YOONGI
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JIMIN
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JIMIN
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JIMIN
YOONGI
.....okay I'm hurt
YOONGI
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JIMIN
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JIMIN
but well you're a lazy top
YOONGI
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JIMIN
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JIMIN
like you're not giving your everything
JIMIN
plus you have a nice ass 😩
YOONGI
im highly offended
YOONGI
and why are you speaking like Jeongguk?
JIMIN
you're a great bottom though, the best there is 🥺
JIMIN
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JIMIN
plus Jeongguk and I are very different
YOONGI
oh really you are?
JIMIN
Yep
YOONGI
how so?
JIMIN
well for starters, Jeongguk could never top
YOONGI
true true... he could never top me
JIMIN
......i meant Taehyung
JIMIN
anyone could top you hyung 😔
YOONGI
oh fuck off midget
JIMIN
Not really vibing with this nickname tbh 😔
YOONGI
i can't believe you insulted my topping skills
JIMIN
i also complimented your bottoming skills!
JIMIN
being a bottom is not something to be ashamed off, my dear apple muffin
YOONGI
🤢
JIMIN
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JIMIN
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JIMIN
Care to open the door?
JIMIN
I brought chips and a cute guy
YOONGI
you brought someone??
JIMIN
Yep, myself 🥰
YOONGI
you're so cute
YOONGI
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YOONGI
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JIMIN
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JIMIN
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ungardium liviosa 🪄
YOONGI
Harry Potter fans are shedding tears right now
JIMIN
Whatever
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YOONGI
?
JIMIN
I TRIPPED ON THE DAMN STEP
YOONGI
💀
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> kingjoonie: I THOUGHT IT WAS ICED TEA
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*****
"Do you think trains train to become trains?" Jeongguk asked as they arrived to the station, a genuine, curious look adorning his deceitfully innocent features.
It wasn't his first strange question from that day, so Taehyung wasn't even surprised. He simply rose his eyebrows at the man, a small smile dancing along the corners of his lips.
"Would that mean there's some sort of train training camp? Where all amateur trains gather to polish their skills?" He played along, used to Jeongguk's unusual wondering by now.
Said boy shrugged, though not in a disinterested manner.
"I guess? But they would need a very big training camp."
Taehyung hummed in agreement. "Maybe they're just born talented. Like you." He added, playfully nudging Jeongguk's shoulder with his own. The latter stared at him with a dubitative look in his eyes.
"I wasn't born talented." He mumbled, his gaze drifting to the floor as he walked.
"You're great at everything you try." Taehyung pointed out, which only made Jeongguk roll his eyes.
"That's not true. I'm only good at practical things."
"Oh really? Then what are you not good at, Jeon?" Taehyung was teasing him now, his raised eyebrow betrayed him. Though Jeongguk did not miss the playfulness in his voice, he couldn't bring himself to joke around anymore.
And so he deadpanned;
"Relationships."
And Taehyung stopped. So did he. Taehyung stared at him, carefully studying his expression, and Jeongguk stared back.
"You've only had one." Argued the older. He wasn't so sure if he should bring this up, but when he realized, it was already too late.
Fortunately for him, it didn't seem like Jeongguk minded, so he allowed himself to breathe in deeply — therefore easing the lump of anxiety stuck in his throat.
"I know, but since then I haven't been able to get into a new relationship. It's been ten years, Taehyung, I'm like an old vintage couch that nobody wants because it's dusty." The younger's voice was hushed to a whisper now, but Taehyung every word clearly.
He stared at the boy, unsure of what to say. Jeongguk didn't usually blurt out his feelings and emotions like that. And Taehyung felt as though his tongue had frozen in his mouth, keeping him from uttering any word at all. After a long minute that felt like hours, he shook his head vigorously to get rid of the fog in his brain and cleared his throat before replying;
"I want you, though."
Had he ever said those words out loud? He wasn't so sure now that he was standing there, red-eared and nervous, awaiting a response from Jeongguk who seemed to be having trouble putting words together. He'd thought of it so many times, pictured so many things in his mind, but at the end of the day, Taehyung had never told him 'I want you'. But oh, how much of an understatement those three words were. Compared to the tumult of thoughts in his brain, a bunch of letters appeared devoid of any significant meaning.
Anyone could say 'i want you'.
But only Taehyung could feel the things he did.
And he felt so much. Somehow, in a few months, Jeongguk had become all his brain thought about. Worry, guilt, and anger ran through his veins when he thought of the younger. But none of that mattered when every moment with the boy felt like a breath of fresh air in Taehyung's polluted headspace. There was something ever so captivating about Jeongguk, something indescribable but powerful, which made Taehyung yearn.
He yearned for Jeongguk. Yearned for his touch, his voice, his laugh, his gaze, his smell, his everything.
He yearned to feel closer to him, but every time he took a step forward he felt as though he was being pushed away.
But not right now.
No.
This time, Jeongguk didn't give him a stern look or a cold expression. He didn't frown at him, didn't give him that disappointed sigh he usually did whenever Taehyung opened up. No.
Instead he took a single step forward, his unreadable gaze not once wavering as he reached out to grab the older's hands in his own tatted ones.
It felt as though time had stopped, everything suddenly frozen around them.
And yet, Taehyung saw Jeongguk's lips move. He heard him utter words he thought he'd never hear coming from the younger. He heard them say;
"I want you too."
But before he could process any of it, any of what it meant — of what it could mean — Jeongguk's hand travelled up his arms, up to his torso before they settled on each of his rosy cheeks, cupping his face with a foreign gentleness that made him shiver.
"I want you, Tae, you have no idea how much I do." He was frowning now, and Taehyung wanted nothing more than to wipe it from his face just so he could see his precious smile again and get a glimpse at his adorable bunny teeth. But before he could, the younger continued.
"But I'm not ready. I just need time, I need time Tae. I just need time, but I want you. I want you."
How long? How much time do you need? How much longer do I have to wait until I can hold you and care for you the way I want to? Taehyung's brain screamed, but he stayed silent, letting a breathless Jeongguk answer his questions for him.
"I won't be much longer, I promise. I made you wait long enough."
I'd wait forever if you asked me to. Taehyung thought, but once again, no word came out.
He merely blinked, speechless, repressing the urge to pinch himself to make sure this was all real. To have Jeongguk hold him with such gentleness, even if it was merely his face, and tell him all those things which he always thought to be personal delusions, it felt unreal.
He was still firmly rooted in the paved ground, immobile, when Jeongguk leaned in to seal his words.
And God, it felt like the first time all over again. Jeongguk's lips were soft, almost pillowy against his own, the aftertaste of smoke lingering on Taehyung's tongue when the younger pulled away slightly to lean his forehead against his.
It had been a short kiss, a mere peck, yet Taehyung felt it was the favorite kiss he had ever gotten from anyone ever. His cheeks were still warm, pink dusting his skin — matching Jeongguk's. His eyes fluttered shut, breath shuddering before it synchronized with the boy's.
"Please don't get a boyfriend." Taehyung chuckled upon hearing the younger's words of concerns, which had broken the serene silence between them.
"I won't, doll. I won't." Solemnly, he promised, knowing it was a promise that would be kept. "I'll wait for you."
Upon opening his eyes, saw Jeongguk gulp in what he presumed to be nervousness, his prominent adam's Apple bobbing as he did so.
"Thank you." Jeongguk simply said in response.
As to put a final period to their conversation, the loud metallic sound of the train on the rails cut the silence short. Therefore, time resumed and both boys took a step back, putting some distance between their bodies. Taehyung was the first one to speak up, worried Jeongguk would miss his train.
"Well" he started, clearing his throat in an attempt to ease the sudden awkwardness surrounding them, before continuing. "I guess that's it."
"You make it sound like you're never going to see me again." Jeongguk snorted, lightly hitting the older's chest. "But I'll be back in no time, Taehyung. Get home safe, okay?" The glint of amusement in his eyes faded into a stern stare, which only made Taehyung chuckle.
Could this boy get any cuter?
"You get home safe, darling."
Jeongguk's lips parted, but soon they were shut again, as the younger thought no more words they needed. He reckoned this was the perfect way to end their wonderful week together — sweet goodbyes and even sweeter nicknames.
So with one last, bunny-toothed smile, Jeongguk turned away. He could feel Taehyung's stare as he got in the train and looked around for an empty seat, but he didn't even spare him another glance, afraid it would ruin their special moment.
Only once he spotted a seat and sat down did he dare briefly glance at where Taehyung was standing a minute ago — only to find the spot vacant. Smiling to himself, he plugged his earphones in, letting music completely engulf him while the landscapes passed by through the trains' windows.
Can we just be honest?
These are the requirements
If you think you can be
My one and only true love
You must promise to love me
And damn it, if you fuck me over
I will rip your fucking face apart.
♫
we're getting there 😩 and my inspiration and motivation are back so expect more updates from now on :) thank you all for being so patient.