🩹scared | taegyu

🩹sixty-three

finally home. 

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

taehyun misses beomgyu with his entire body. his voice, his touch and his smile. he wonders if beomgyu is alright, if he is eating and if he has been able to sleep at night, because taehyun hasn't. abruptly waking up at night due to nightmares and not being able to fall back asleep has made him weak and exhausted. he misses beomgyu. 

he misses beomgyu, it's as if a piece of him is missing when he isn't around. taehyun hates being alone, being without him. it hurts, it hurts a lot. it's difficult going to school these days, knowing he won't see the person who keeps him safe on school-grounds. it's embarrassing how much taehyun relies on beomgyu. 

his sick-bucket has to permanently stay by the side of his bed. taehyun can't keep his food down anymore, he's too worried about beomgyu to keep it down. and worries too little about himself, too little to even attempt to eat anything anymore. 

taehyun watches television to try to forget about his upset stomach. but the sofa reminds him of beomgyu, so does the cinnamon apples on the coffee table and the lingering scent of tea in the living room. how long will he have to endure this longing? when will this pain end? will it ever?

as minghao does the ending spin on the late late show, there is a quiet knock on the door. taehyun almost doesn't hear it, but decides to check the front door, just in case. he drags his feet across the floor, wanting to fall to the ground and sleep for three weeks straight. he's almost too exhausted to answer the door. 

then there's another knock, louder this time and a new youtube video starts playing on the television. hug by seventeen plays loudly from the living room as taehyun opens the door. and as he locks eyes with the boy outside, he finally feels at peace. 

beomgyu's eyes fill with tears as soon as he sees taehyun's face. and his upper lip curls upwards like it always does whenever he cries. beomgyu clutches the half full plastic bag in his hand tighter as he struggles to catch his breath. "do you think your mums would be cool with me living with you for a while?" 

taehyun just nods, too tired to utter a single word. he opens his arms lovingly and beomgyu collapsed into his embrace. the younger attempts to keep them upright, but topples over after a few seconds of swaying back and forth. 

they fall backwards and taehyun hugs beomgyu tighter as they hit the floor. beomgyu bursts into quiet sobs as he sits on taehyun's lap in the doorway. the wind feels cold against taehyun's face and he sees beomgyu curls his toes. 

beomgyu is wearing a pair of worn out dr. martens sandals without any socks, in autumn. he's wearing a pair of denim overalls a size or two too small and a beige, washed-out hoodie. taehyun sees that he's still clutching the plastic bag in his hands and has to assume that's the rest of his belongings. 

"is that everything?" taehyun croaks out, it's been a while since he last spoke. 

"that's everything i own." beomgyu bawls, letting go of the bag to tighten his hold around taehyun even more. he digs his fingers into taehyun's back, as if he is afraid the other might leave. it hurts, but taehyun doesn't really mind. he can tell beomgyu needs to be held. beomgyu needs to be held by him. 

with all the strength taehyun has left in his body, he pulls beomgyu further into the entrance, so the front door can finally slam shut. he strokes beomgyu's head to calm him down. the older's hair is greasy and taehyun wonders when he last had the chance to shower. had they been that strict on him?

"it's alright, beomgyu." he whispers into the boy's ear, running his other hand across his back. taehyun draws gentle circles onto the fabric of beomgyu's hoodie. 

"they forced me to choose between them or you." 

"and you chose me." taehyun can't hide his smile, the butterflies go wild in his stomach. 

"and-and i came walking like i promised you back then- and- and i brought my things and i-" beomgyu sobs into the younger's chest. fisting the material of taehyun's t-shirt in his hands. 

"i'm here now, gyu. you're finally home." 

   

  
  
    

    

twenty minutes later the house is quiet again. the television is turned off and beomgyu isn't crying anymore, neither is taehyun. the older is now sitting patiently on the tiled shower floor, watching as his boyfriend lathers his hair in soap. 

the pair came to the conclusion that they both desperately needed to shower after hugging each other for over half an hour. realizing they both smelled of garbage sort of brought them closer. and since beomgyu still feels shy around taehyun, he sits in a borrowed pair of swimming trunks that match the ones taehyun is wearing.

"ow- ow it's getting in my eyes!" beomgyu screams. okay maybe it isn't that quiet. 

"keep them shut then, dumbass!" taehyun answers angrily, "quit staring at me like that, it looks like you want to eat me."

"shut up." beomgyu turns bright red at the other's words, but blames it on the bubbles taehyun practically shoved into his eyes a second ago. 

they sit in silence, inspecting each other's faces as taehyun soaps beomgyu in with a cute smile on his face. the bathroom smells of lavender and artificial strawberry body scrub. 

taehyun starts rubbing the dead skin off his shoulders using a loofah and the body scrub. beomgyu loves his gentle touch, it makes him feel taken care of. and after a few minutes, he smiles as taehyun carefully swills off the soap, holding his hand on the showerhead to keep the water out of beomgyu's face. 

"my turn." beomgyu smiles when he's finished.

he squirts a dollop of shampoo into his palm as he stands back up to match the other's height. and gently massages it into taehyun's hair as the younger closes his eyes. beomgyu likes watching as the other relaxes into his touch.

beomgyu spikes taehyun's hair upwards, he looks like a shark. a cute, a super cute shark. it makes him giggle and when taehyun turns his head to look in the mirror over the sink, he laughs too. they feel at peace as they laugh at taehyun's hairdo, they've missed this. they've missed each other. 

"oh my god, i love you." beomgyu chokes out in between laughs, but as he realizes what he has just said, he shuts up. wide-eyed, he feels chokes by the heartbeat in his neck. this was a mistake judging by the look on taehyun's face. 

"wait, really" taehyun squeaks out, feeling a familiar sting behind his eyes. it must be the shampoo. beomgyu must've meant 'i love this.'

"i love you, raindrop." the older whispers this time, afraid he has said something he shouldn't have. here comes the yelling, here comes the hits, here comes the pain. he shuts his eyes, expecting to hear a hurtful comment come out out of taehyun's mouth, but it doesn't-

"i love you too. i'm glad you're finally home, blossom." 
 

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who is your comfort person? or people? and why? i'm curious about you :)