Nights in the Studio - Taejoon

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Taehyung's POV

Bro, you're so fucked up

We BOTH are

I walk towards Jimin's room totally perplexed. I have no idea what I'm feeling or what I'm thinking because at the moment my whole world stops on him apologizing. How could I be rational at a time like this? Although being honest, from the moment I knew I would have to face him alone, after all this time without even speaking to him, it was already a life sentence for the simple fact of not standing his absence from all directions; Not seeing him was killing me faster than anything and I feared, rightly so, losing control just by looking at his eyes.

What I didn't know was that he also had the same unbelievable sentence, but unlike me, he showed it every time I felt his search in my eyes, in how he tried to approach me and speak softly to me without the intention of strangeness but more with a kind of truce...and the song...

Inside the room I find familiarity: perfectly collected since it's Monday and Hobi Hyung must have forced everyone to clean the house to avoid stress, even though we always end up laughing at how unique Yoongi Hyung looks vacuuming the dining room, with those weird gestures he makes while thinking of the thousand other stuff he could be doing instead.

I wonder where Jimin is when I don't see him anywhere, but I decide to ignore him and better sit on the bed and try to forget everything. My hands caress the sheet that isn't soft enough to give me comfort and my eyes focus on the floor thinking about what I want to do after all this.

Cause I mean...what the fuck....

I honestly don't know what just happened-

That's what you get for trying to pretend to be strong, I told you it was a bad idea

Well, you didn't come up with something else, so I don't know if it fits you to judge me

From one moment to the next I forget why we argued in the first place... all I have left is him, hugging me, and apologizing.

If Jimin hadn't place a hand on my shoulder I probably would have been rambling on forever, but instead it was a kind, heart-fluttering gesture that made me think twice about whether I should sleep safely another night.

"You're back." His smile erases his eyes and no matter how hard I try I don't think I'll be able to smile back. He realizes. "Everything okay without me?"

"Y-yes." I answer finally and he approaches slowly, tries to kiss me on the forehead but I stop him before he can and unite him with my lips instead, he is surprised and starts playing in the kiss, happy.

"Ok I believe you." He laughs once we separate, I still don't move realizing that it hasn't worked: I still feel cold. "Although you don't look very happy, I guess it makes sense. If only you had let me, go with you..." He was talking as he went to the closet and took out pajama clothes.

Even though since I arrived Jimin has slept shirtless, today for some strange reason he decides to pick it up. I watch him smile the whole time as he puts everything back in order and walks out the door.

"Where are you going?" I try to stop him with a small voice. I don't want to be alone.

"To shower," he leans against the open door and looks at me seductively "why? do you want to come?" I freeze in place and feel my cheeks hot.

"I, n-no, just-" Jimin laughs hysterically and waves his hand in denial, I stop before I'm able to say anything else.

"I'm just kidding, better go with Jungkook: he is playing Mario with Jin Hyung in his room." He steps out. "I'll be back to sleep."