Eternally Everlasting | Prequel

(20) Nostalgia

Third Person's POV

Taehyung has been remembering a lot of things lately. He didn't know what it was, but he was walking down the street, Jungkook on his right, coat pulled up to his ears and his cheeks flushed from the cold.

And Taehyung was looking at the sky, remembering, remembering. 

There wasn't much to remember in this city. He hadn't been here long, barely even six years.

So he thought of 'before' now. Back home. He thought of swing sets and the overgrown garden behind his elementary school, thought about harsh storms and hotter summers, thought about the way grandpa used to buy him hot chocolate before school, because he knew Taehyung liked it. Taehyung smiled softly, the clouds grey and swirling above his head. Grandpa always did that. Always remembered to ask the lady not to put any sugars in, knowing Taehyung didn't like it too sweet either. 

Little things. 

For a moment he thought about taking Jungkook's hand, just to feel the weight of it. He wanted to squeeze his palm, wrap their fingers together and let the action say everything he didn't have the words for. His gaze fell on Jungkook, watching him reach up and pull on a leaf hanging from some stray branch, fingers clutched around its shape and dragging it down, down, before flicking it back up again, droplets flying into his hair. Jungkook giggled, shaking his head and wiping his nose. 

Taehyung couldn't hold his hand, so he settled for sinking his fingers into his hair instead, messing it up and trying not to let his touch linger. 

"You're so adorable, Jungkookie"

Jungkook gave him a pointed look, lips arched as he twisted himself out of his grip, walking backwards with his hands crossed behind his head. 

"Says you"

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

"It means you're an idiot" Jin said, clapping him on the shoulder. 

Jimin jutted his leg out again, trying to get Hoseok, but the other just scoffed, punching him in the shoulder. 

Jimin was hanging from Yoongi's shoulder now, pressing his weight into his side as they walked, rainwater spraying onto the road. Yoongi huffed, but his smile was wide, tongue braced against his back teeth in a poor attempt to keep the laughter in his throat. 

Jungkook tugged on Taehyung's arm then, and that alone sent shivers crawling all through his body, from his neck down to the pads of his fingers. He tried not to let his eyes widen, looking down at the way Jungkook held his bicep with one hand, thumb pressing into his flesh. He could feel the slight pinch of his nails, mind reeling at the warmth caught between their skin. 

He blinked slowly.

But Jungkook only smiled, lips pressed firmly together as the sun hit eyes, making them shine like creek water.