SUITS| Taekook| cross-over with "Scrubs" by @withSopeontheside

I Pick My Poison. . . And It's You.✧ Pt.1

Three Weeks Later

"I like roses best. But they bloom in all four seasons. I wonder if people who like roses best have to die four times over again," Jungkook breathed against Taehyung's neck. "Osamu Dazai, 1968."

There they were, their bodies wrapped around each other under a duvet in a king sized bed in their hotel room in Paris. The Eiffel tower was glowing brightly outside their window, and the glass doors to the patio were wide open; the warm midnight breeze billowing through the silk curtains. Jungkook was kissing Taehyung's neck and reciting poetry to him, bare skin to bare skin. Taehyung felt like he was dreaming, his body floating in this euphoric state as he brought Jungkook's gorgeous fingers up to his mouth and sucked on them slowly, making Jungkook moan. They were lying belly to belly, Jungkook on top, looking down at Taehyung. He ran his fingers through Taehyung's hair, pushing his head back into the pillow, his grip on his hair tightening.

"Don't tease." He whispered, bringing his mouth back to Taehyung's throat.

~ Three Days Earlier ~

Yoongi stood in Taehyung's bedroom doorway, Yeontan in his arms, watching Taehyung double check the contents of his suitcase for the fifth time in the last hour.

"We've already made sure you have everything- so now you're just stalling, Tae." Yoongi said, rolling his eyes at his friend and giving Tan a scratch between the ears.

Taehyung whipped his head around to glare at his best friend.
"You're not the one who has to spend the next five days and four nights in a hotel room with your boss, who hates you, in the City Of Love. Ok? So forgive me if I'm being a little hesitant." He snapped, his previous stress coming back.
It had been three weeks since his and Jungkook's mistake, and since then the two had barely even spoke. Taehyung just made sure to keep to himself, only talking to Jungkook when absolutely necessary, mostly asking Sang-Hoon to be the one to run things by Jungkook whenever Taehyung needed an ok for a project. Jungkook had been indifferent to Taehyung, barely even glancing at him if they passed in hallways, practically ignoring him entirely in meetings. Honestly, Taehyung felt like Jungkook completely ignoring him like this was even worse than if Jungkook was just actively mad at him. To make matters even worse, Jungkook and Lee Min-Kyu had lunch together in Jungkook's office nearly every single day. It had been nearly a month, and those two had been practically inseparable, even sharing stupid inside jokes in meetings and sharing a single cigarette outside the building after work, both of them ignoring Taehyung completely as he walked to his car, silently fuming as the two giggled in the background. Jackson was pretty certain the two were dating again, but Taehyung told him if he ever brought it up with him again he would snap his neck; so Jackson really hasn't had an opinion on the matter since.
"Look, you have been on this trip a million times, you know that city like the back of your hand. Just go out and meet someone cute to have an excuse not to be at the hotel until late, then you can easily avoid him." Yoongi said. "Now hurry up, Hoseok's got the car running out side and I don't want to keep him waiting."
About three weeks ago as well, Yoongi had a terrible seizure, which meant he had to stay with his doctor, Jung Hoseok, to be monitored. Normally Yoongi babysits Yeontan while Taehyung is on the Paris trip, so Hoseok offered to have him at his place while Taehyung is away. He said they already had two dogs; what was a third?
"Fine. Let's go." Taehyung sighed, grabbing his suitcase and dragging it off the bed. His stomach was in knots as he thought about seeing Jungkook again, up close, on the plane. Would they even talk?
Probably not.