Nights in the Studio - Taejoon

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Namjoon's POV

"Do you want another tissue?" I say as I hold out the nearly empty box to Taehyung, he takes one with a nod and blows his nose.

The room is lonely and dark. We've been watching movie after movie all afternoon while we finish the two boxes of pepperoni pizza. He didn't want to do anything after we showered together and, to be honest, it was so weird that I didn't give any idea either, even though I would have liked to spend the day differently.

It's not that I don't like being at home or with Taehyung, but I was looking forward to a day out taking him to my favorite places to walk and eat, then come back and yes, maybe see something, but only for the excuse of kissing him and looking like something normal by the time everyone else arrived. But I guess I'll have to get used to the idea that the time with Taehyung in this context can't be normal: not only because of what's going on between us that I don't quite understand, but because we can't afford to go out like everyone else; it is dangerous.

"Thanks, Joonie, do you want me to get more water?" I turn around following Taehyung's voice, he is holding the mug and looking at me expectantly with his legs crossed under the blanket that covers us both. I shake my head and he sets the mug down on the messy coffee table "Okay," he sighs "I didn't remember this movie being so sad, I haven't seen it since we were trainees." I laugh a little and look forward to the credits.

The film we chose as the last one is The Perks of being a Wallflower, a good title for a good film.

"It used to be one of my favorites, but I guess I let it go without realizing it...I regret it a bit." I admit and settle in my place, Taehyung approaches me making me jump as he rests his head on my chest and hugs me without taking his eyes off the screen.

"Now I understand why you always watched it..." I look at him from above and he turns to me "you are a lot like the characters, especially Sam."

"Sam?" I raise an eyebrow "Why her?"

"Because you're both kind, and funny, and good looking." I laughed sideways ignoring his stare. I hate being complimented because I never know what to say. I go back to him after a few seconds and he still has that admiring face of his, like I'm something amazing.

He makes me feel amazing.

"Actually, you're the one who reminds me of Sam."

"What? Not at all, I'm totally Charlie." Taehyung answers me with an offended tone.

"That's absurd. Tae, you may be shy but you're not like him." He pulls away from my chest and sits looking at me.

"But then why would I be Sam according to you?"

"You have all the qualities you said, and also something fundamental that makes you not only her but yourself: you are not afraid." He wants to reply but he stops himself looking at his hands and then at me again "You just have to think about it...maybe yeah, you fear a little but, you live as if you didn't and that's great, I always envied that about you."

"You must be wrong..." I suddenly grab his shoulders and pull him closer  to kiss him with a smile, attempting to shut his mind.

I think to myself that this must be the best thing in the world...kissing him is all I ever want and in moments like this, when I am able to prove it to him and he returns the gesture, I am happy.

We pull apart when the air is gone without playing around too much and he opens his eyes after me, licking his lips.

"No, I'm serious. You are very brave Tae, and no one should hurt you." Taehyung smiles at me and throws me into a hug that almost makes me fall off the couch laughing. He's skinny by comparison but his body on top of mine feels heavy, I find myself catching my breath as he lets go of me and runs into the room between bounds. "Where are you going?" I yell at him as he goes into the hallway.