Flowers - Vhope ✓

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The second time Taehyung approached Hobi was when the older was in the backyard, enjoying the cool, crisp air and the setting sun.

It was getting dark pretty fast, and he was planning on heading in any second now. 

"Hobi Hobi!" He heard Tae's raspy deep voice calling.

He turned his head to look over his shoulder, and saw the grinning bear running at him, holding a flower in his hand.

This one was a little flower, with tiny white, pillowy petals. There were many buds on the stem, which made more white petals sprout all over it.

"Oh, Hobi Hyung! How could we have not seen these before! They're so pretty!" The boy cried, stopping his running only once he was stood right in front of Hobi, looking up at him with the most sincere and awe struck expression.

The gentle breeze in the air fluttered some loose strands of the pink hair on Taehyung's head, making it look fluffier and softer than normal.

"They're all over the yard over there! I got this one for you, because it's the prettiest. All of the others are dried or wilted or fallen over. But not this one, hyung. This one is special because this one grew just for me to pick and give to you."

Hobi blushed from the last statement, and gladly took the flower from Taehyung.

The younger was standing close to him, really close, and he could smell even more the sweet smell of Taehyung.

Warm vanilla, candy.

It was almost intoxicating.

Hobi wanted to grab Taehyung by the hips, pull him into his body, and stick his nose in the crook of Taehyung's neck, smell his comforting scent all day.

He didn't know how Tae always smelled that way. Was it a perfume? A body wash? A lotion? A laundry soap?

Whatever it was, Hobi was thankful for it's existence.

"Thank you, Taehyungie. It's beautiful," Hobi said quietly.

Taehyung then shyly reached his hand to Hobi's, and intertwined their fingers together.

"Hyungie, I want to show you the other flowers. Follow me?"

The younger had said it as a question, though his hand in Hobi's made the older understand it wasn't a question, but rather a statement.

Hobi nodded silently, and gladly let Taehyung lead him to the far corner of the big yard.

The whole backyard was fenced in by tall bushes, so tall that you couldn't see over them even if you stood on your tip toes; even if you climbed up a ladder; even if you jumped on the trampoline.

Taehyung's hand was so warm and soft in his own, and Hobi dreaded the moment he had to let go.

So he entangled his fingers tighter to Taehyung's.

When they reached the other flowers, Taehyung looked proudly at Hobi, his mouth in a smiling pout.

Hobi grinned at him fondly, "this part of the yard is beautiful, Tae. Thank you for showing me."

He twisted the stem of the flower around in his hand, feeling so warm that Taehyung had found the prettiest one for him.

Taehyung blushed from Hobi's words, and nudged his foot into the grass.

"Of course, hyung. It's my new favorite spot now."

Hobi smiled, "well, we can hang out here tomorrow, okay? But it's dark out now, and it's getting late. And cold. So let's head inside, Tae."

Taehyung looked around, startled.

"I didn't notice it had gotten dark already, Hyungie," he said bashfully, before he got closer to Hobi, wrapping his free arm around Hobi's arm, the one he was using to hold Tae's hand.

"I'm scared of the dark, hyung," he whispered, looking at Hobi fearfully, his eyes wide and unsure. He looked around the big yard fearfully, a shiver going through him as he looked at all the shadowy dark places where monsters could be lurking, waiting for him to walk by to make their pounce.

Hobi took his jacket off, and wrapped it around Taehyung, "it's okay, Tae, hyung will protect you."

Hobi picked Taehyung up, and the boy immediately wrapped all four of his limbs around his hyung, burying his face in his chest to hide from the darkness.

Hobi held the boy tightly, making sure to keep the flower safe in the process.

He carried Taehyung inside, into the safety of the light and warmth.

"Hyung, can you sleep with me tonight? Pretty please?"  Taehyung begged so sweetly.

It would be a crime to say no to that boy, so Hobi readily agreed.
They got ready for bed, and then Hobi was crawling into Taehyung's warm bed next to the warm boy.

The bed smelled like Taehyung, and Hobi felt like he was in heaven.

Taehyung faced Hobi, cuddling into him, and, like outside, hid his face in Hobi's chest.

"Can we keep the lamp on tonight, Hyungie?" Tae asked quietly, bashfully.

Hobi smiled, and stroked Taehyung's hair, glancing at the lamp on the nightstand, which was still turned on, and then to the flower on the nightstand, which Hobi had carefully set there when he got in here.

He kissed the top of Taehyung's head, "of course we can, Tae. Whatever you want."

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