Taehyung kept his steps steadily. The day before yesterday still playing in his mind. The passing of time the harshness of the cold only grows and soon the leaves turns into snow and he's back where he always spend winter. The trees are gnarled. Winter is chilly and cold, but Taehyung finds it warm.
It's peaceful.
He was back in the countryside today, to visit his family again. Because today is his mother's birthday
And he could feel his stomach turn, as the way to his house seemed much shorter now. Couldn't it be longer. A bit longer.
But he's steps halted, the cold breeze hitting his flushed cheeks softly as his eyes stayed at the sidewalk of his house, the snow covering it's way.
as a small smile tugged on the end of his lips.
"Kook? Guess what I did toda-"
Taehyung stopped his small exclaimed mumble when he just stumbled into a step before the dark haired. Who's body was seated on the sidewalk outside his porch.
And his small arms are crossed, eyebrows knitted. And Jungkook in pre-school didn't have a big gash on his arm, tracing the end of his palms as he didn't look at Taehyung. Ashamed to look at the small boy who stood teary before him
"Mommy said it's not good to fight! why did you fight again"
Taehyung was mad, a small huff leaving his lips as he clenched his small fingers together under the winter snow. Standing before the dark haired on the hard surface of the cold sidewalk. His eyes not daring to look at Taehyung
Who's tears were running from seeing the blood on Jungkooks small arm.
"Why did you get into a fight?.."
Taehyung voice came out as a mumble, as his feet slowly crouched down to sit before Jungkook, his small hands taking a hold of the other's cold arm, his tears slowly traced into the other's skin
"Not saying"
Jungkook muttered out small, still embarrassed as he didn't dare tell the other
Taehyung plays by himself in the courtyard and he's quiet, the end of his small voice only heard to Jungkook. Taehyung is the epitome of different, a complete opposite to Jeongguk.
Who's outgoing - so bold and popular.
Jungkook didn't get into fights with other kids.
"I don't want kookie to get hurt again.."
Taehyungs voice was as painful as his tears, treaded by the way his gaze didn't leave Jungkooks gash on his precious skin.
They only did when his tiny hands were taken into Jungkooks small fingers, the coldness in their skin corrupted into the similar way of warmness. And his teared eyes gazed up at the older's. Who slowly let his forehead rest against Taehyungs
Jungkook is outgoing, bold and popular.
But he also doesn't let anyone talk anything bad about Taehyung.
Even if it meant the blood on his arm
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CIGS & TATTS | KOOKV
Fanfiction[JJK x KTH] Taehyung and Jungkook used to be best friends since their childhood. But one day when they grew older Jungkook started to turn into the popular kids, started to become one of the cool kids, and turned to those cigarettes and tattoos. But...
