𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 | 𐤀

17; latibule

Jeongguk kicked a stray stone on the way out of frustration, how could Taehyung think this low of him, did he not show how much he likes and appreciates the older?

Now when he looks back at his behaviour with the older, he might have shown way more than he should have, he almost let him know that he was his crush, if Taehyung gave it a thought he surely will guess that it was him.

He wanted to go to his special place to calm down, but now Taehyung knows that location, he could come to find him and Jeongguk didn't want that, he wanted some time to himself, some time to think, to be unaccompanied.

He headed to the closest club, he didn't want to drink, nor dance, he just wanted a place to stay away from Taehyung for sometime.

Taehyung thought he did that for sex, he thought he was just goofing around, how can he even think about anything when he spent most of his time with the older, appreciated all the habits, traits, helped him to be less insecure, he almost gave away his secret.

He didn't give it much of a thought when the bartender served him alcohol, nor he gave much thought before ordering it again and again, before he could comprehend, he was wasted, there, in a nearby club.

He was so drunk that he didn't notice Woojin entering the club with some girl in her arms, he didn't notice but Woojin did, he eyed him up and down, trying to figure out how wasted he was, if he can beat the shit out of Jeongguk.

Instead, he could do something much better, Woojin smirked, leaning into the girl's ear, pointing at the drunk Jeongguk with his phone in his hands.

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Taehyung slowly walked to his room, Jeongguk knew he was clingy and touchy after sex, he wanted affection yet he left him all alone.

He wiped his tears, trying to get hold of his emotions, he sat on the bed when he remembers the packet kicked under the bed, he let out a low chuckle with a tear strained cheeks and stood up to get it out of there.

He placed it on the side table, beside the chocolate bar Jeongguk gave him, he turned to notice a bag laying on the floor, he walked to it and opened it.

A bouquet of flowers, another bunch of chocolates, a McDonald's and a pair of Jeongguk's hoodies. That's all the bag contained.

Jeongguk might have planned out the whole night, he will give the chocolate and flowers to the older to make it out with him, then dinner, then sex, and cuddle in the hoodie.

More and more tears rushed out of his eyes after realising how he fucked up the plan, he could have asked him nicely and not that rude.

He could have kissed him and asked why was the boy on his lap, without being rude, so Jeongguk would explain and then Taehyung would laugh it off and kiss him again.

He could hold him in arms and ask him to not do it again, to reserve his lap for him and him only, to kiss him and him only, to blush around him and him only, to think about him, and him only.

Jeongguk would have held him close and assure, that he is just his, he will be only his, tell him how much he means to him, that he can't leave him even if he wants.

That was the moment, Taehyung realized, it wasn't just attraction or the need for physical affection, it was more than it, the things he just thought about having of giving to Jeongguk was much more than a simple linking, he wanted Jeongguk's love.

He wanted Jeongguk's love only for him, he wanted his attention, his affection, his dick too but that wasn't supposed to be mentioned.

Taehyung giggled after finally understanding his feelings, acknowledging his emotions.