Mafia's Princess|TK

twenty nine

29| jeongguk

"there!" taehyung squealed, pointing to the small hair salon. just like taehyung wished the day prior, jeongguk drove him to the mall today.

taehyung smiled widely when they stopped in front of the glass windows, looking at the photos of models with styled and coloured hair.

"i'll go inside, get my hair done and you can look around." he said, turning to jeongguk who immediately frowned.

"no, the fuck not, i'll stay with you. you can't let me go alone with all this people here." jeongguk crossed his arms. taehyung chuckled.

"i told you, it's a surprise, do you want it to get ruined?" taehyung tilted his head. jeongguk gulped.

"fine... is there... is there maybe a gun shop?"

"this is a mall, jeon." taehyung massaged the bridge of his nose.

"okay and what am i supposed to do then?" taehyung smiled. "get yourself some new clothes or eat ice cream. i'll text you when my hair is done." he flicked jeongguk's chin and tippled away, into the salon.

jeongguk frowned, trotting away. he smiled to himself though, thinking about taehyung.

he was curious and wanted so badly to know, what colour the younger had chosen. of course, he knew that taehyung will look good in every colour.

he stopped in front of a shop with baby pink decorations, its cuteness reminding him on taehyung and making him smile.

and like from themselves, his feet carried him inside the shop.

20 minutes later, jeongguk came out with five white shopping bags. everything he bought was well... for taehyung, not him. he can imagine taehyung wearing baby blue perfectly.

he remembers the way the cashier looked at him, as if he was from another planet. well, jeongguk; tall, broad, black hair, black clothes, piercings, tattoos— yep definitely suitable for a cute shop like that. he was rather scarring the kids away.

he checked his phone, frowning when taehyung still hasn't texted him. he groaned annoyed, then sat down on a bench in front of a flower shop.

he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, before opening his eyes again. he looked back to the shop, the vibrant colours once again reminding him on taehyung. taehyung just has this brightness, loveliness in jeongguk's eyes. everything was dark before the younger came into his life.

he called yoongi. "what do you want, aren't you out with taehyung?"

"he's dyeing his hair—"

"what?"

"anyways, what are taehyung's favorite flowers?"

yoongi snorted. "suddenly getting romantic?"

"shut up, what are they?"

"the hell do i know!"

"carnations!" jeongguk heard jimin shouting from the back. "thanks, chim, bye hyung." he hung up.

"what the hell are carnations?" he mumbled to himself. he entered the shop and immediately felt like sneezing by all the different scents. he had no clue what carnations are, so he walked over to the cashier.

"hello sir, how may i help you?" the girl on the counter asked, biting her lips in attempt to flirt. jeongguk ignored that.

"do you have carnations here?" he asked, looking around. the girl smiles. "of course. what colour?"