"Look at me," he began, his voice cracking in the process. "Look at me dammit!"
The tears had already spilled but fortunately, they weren't visible to him. Shaking uncontrollably, his arms were spread.
"Serre-moi dans tes bras très fort, à me fair...
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Colorful lights were messing with Jungkook's vision but he liked it...he liked it a lot. Lately, parties in a well known club in the city had been his go to. He felt like he needed to let go for a bit, let go all of his worries for Taehyung and a certain individual's face.
"Hey sweetie, " an unusual voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he turned to the person who had greeted him in English.
He was well, very astonished.
The girl was definitely Korean, a thin but fit figure, plump lips and slightly large eyes and her blonde hair flowed down her lower back. Her outfit was pretty simple though, a peach colored spaghetti strapped crop top and white jean shorts.
She looked incredibly casual but very much beautiful to the younger.
"Are you okay?" she spoke again in English but the younger remained frozen, he had no idea what to even say. It felt like it had been forever since he talked to anyone besides Taehyung or Hoseok. She spoke once more but in Korean. "Oh I'm sorry! You don't understand me, do you?"
Jungkook finally got himself together and shook his head frantically. "No, I'm sorry! I was just shocked to see someone so pretty."
The blonde immediately laughed, sitting beside him on the barstool. "Hah! Good one, but thank you. Now tell me, why are you sitting here by yourself?"
Jungkook shrugged, circularly moving the straw in the mixed alcoholic drink he got earlier. "Feel like I need to do things by myself for a while." Was all he said.
She sighed with a slanted smile. "I get it. You spend most of your life with other people that you kind of forget who you are when you're alone." Jungkook snapped his head up at the girl in much shock.
"Exactly...who are you?" He asked which the girl chuckled at. "My name is Jungkook.
She put out a hand, "Park Chaeyoung but please...call me Rosé."
Yoongi lovingly watched his boyfriend who was setting up a picnic for the both of them to enjoy the greener side of France.
The two of them packed a lot of food for their special little date but it had to be done. The two of them were celebrating Namjoon's first song release in a while.
Fruits, Crackers, Sandwiches, Chips, Sweets, Champagne, you name it...they were definitely expecting to have tummy aches after the date.
Yoongi ripped his eyes away from the younger to watch the sun that was beginning to set. The sky was turning into this orange-pinkish color that looked stunning but obviously not for good reasons.
He began to wonder what life would be like without Namjoon...because clearly he liked him so much and for past year, have been spending a humongous amount of time with him.
Life without him felt kind of just...weird.
What would I be doing right now if I didn't know Kim Namjoon?
He imagined himself still in Paris, running the shop by himself because Jin would be in Korea trying to make things right with Taehyung. He would be all alone.
He blinked multiple times, knocking him away from his curious thoughts when a hand was waving back and forth in front of his face.
He turned to look at his boyfriend who was watching him with a raised brow. "What are you thinking about?"
"My life without you, " Yoongi answered truthfully which softened the younger's facial expression. Namjoon definitely didn't expect that.
For some reason, he only thought of doing one thing at that moment and so he did it without hesitation. He grabbed the younger by his cheeks and kissed him long and hard.
He pulled away to see a crimson colored face, looking back at him in confusion.
Namjoon let go of his face to sign but was taken aback when the elder dove in for another kiss which had been much slower and a lot more romantic.
The two hadn't realized but this had been their most intimate kiss...and they realized they didn't have to show their appreciation towards each other by just words. Physicality was also a way.
Unconsciously, Yoongi began to sit up, plopping himself right on top of the younger. He set his arms on his shoulders whilst his fingers laced together behind his neck, not once leaving his lips. He felt his arms snake around his waist.
Namjoon couldn't help but smile into the kiss...he didn't know why. Maybe because he longed for this for the longest without even knowing or maybe he just found this all to be funny. He truly didn't know but what he did know was that he loved all of what was happen at that moment.
He pulled away, looking up at the boy who was straddling him. "What about the food?"
"Fuck the food, " Yoongi huskily answered as he attempted to lock lips with brunette. Namjoon grinned while pushing himself back so he wouldn't get to them.
"We have to eat it though, " Namjoon signed, clearly amused with the way the blonde was looking at him.
"Well, I want to eat you, " He grabbed the younger by the hair and pulled him back into the kiss, this time without any restraint.
Though the two of them were unaware that someone had been heading towards them, someone that would definitely bring out negative emotions from both of them in more ways than one.
Unreal.
That was the first word that entered Kim Taehyung's mind when watching the elder paint beside him. Getting Jin his own art room was an idea he'd never regret having.
The painting was unfinished but still breathtaking to look at, the black haired man never failed to have him so amazed.
Seokjin could feel those eyes burning his skin and though it may had looked like the elder didn't notice, he noticed as soon as he began to watch him.
Damn those eyes, He thought, ignoring the shaking in his hand.
It was then his breath hitched when he felt fingers wrap around his wrist. His eyes snapped towards the younger who was watching him instead of the painting.
"Relax, you're doing great." He reassured with a grin but that only made Seokjin freak out more. He didn't think moving in with Taehyung and being around him 24/7 would have such an intense effect on him.
His touch had his skin itching, burning for more. His husky, deep voice had his stomach swarmed with butterflies. His intense stare had his chest feeling empty, as if he had been knocked out of breath. Everything that Kim Taehyung did made him feel all types of emotions.
He wondered how he could go on like this?
"Hyung?"
Seokjin's eyes fluttered shut as he breathed out, "Yes?"
"Sleepy?" Tae asked, a hand stroking the elder's soft cheek. He took it as a yes when the elder nuzzled his cheek deeper onto his palm, letting the weight of his head sit on top of his hand.
Little did he know it was only because Seokjin couldn't get enough of him and his touch.
"I think I love you..." he murmured which Taehyung had definitely heard.
He smiled, "I love you too, hyung ." He helped Seokjin up, putting the elder's arm around his shoulder and leading him to his room.
"More...more than what you think, " he murmured once more but this time...it didnt seem to reach the younger's ears.
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got this chapter out (: very much happy to be updating a bit faster. lately I've been in a writing mood.
happy new year as well, let's hope for happiness for everyone this year.
