04. strawberry milkshake

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[recap]

"Ah, that's a pretty little twirl." Taehyung chuckled deeply and pulled him in again when he got a tad less close. Jeongguk found himself holding his breath when Taehyung proceeded to lean over to be heard, lips almost touching his ear.

"Will you give me your number, Jeongguk-ssi?"

Jeongguk bit his bottom lip and let out a small laugh, not expecting the question. It reminded him of the kiss on the hand incident, which was very much unexpected. He slightly leaned into Taehyung, so that Taehyung could hear him. "I will, and also, you can call me just Jeongguk by now."

"Yeah? Then.. Jeongguk-ah," Taehyung's eyes glinted with mischief, and something else that wasn't so easily identified, especially when Jeongguk was a little dazed at that moment.

"Will you call me hyung, then?"

Jeongguk nodded like an obedient little puppy. "Yes, hyung."

Shit, Taehyung thought. Shit.




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A few hours later, people started leaving the house, as the party had ended. As the time drew closer to midnight, the atmosphere began to grow calmer and quieter, and hushed murmurs filled the cold night air.

Jeongguk was walking outside with Bambam and Eunwoo when Taehyung hurriedly went up to him from behind.

"Jeongguk, hold on." Jeongguk turned around to face Taehyung, who had a sheepish, gentle smile on his face. Bambam and Eunwoo grinned knowingly at each other before walking further ahead to give them some space.

Jeongguk blinked slowly at Taehyung, "Yes?"

For a few seconds, Taehyung didn't say anything and simply stared into Jeongguk's face. A little nervous, he licked his lips before letting the words come out of his mouth, "Would you wanna come with me?"

Jeongguk's eyebrows shot up at that, arms folding against his chest. He looked at Taehyung squarely, eyes squinting a little. "For... what?"

"Oh- wait, no," Taehyung immediately held up his hands in front of his chest, waving them like he was dismissing whatever Jeongguk thought he had meant. "I didn't mean- you know, I just.."

Jeongguk blinked slowly, holding back a laugh as Taehyung seemed to think he was truly offended by the possible implication of his words. He was playing around because he wanted to see Taehyung's reaction — and perhaps he was also a tiny bit curious. "You just what?"

Taehyung let out a sharp breath, collecting his thoughts before continuing, "I just wanna spend more time with you, like we can talk or... do anything you want- if you're down?"

"Oh." Jeongguk's eyes flicked toward Eunwoo and Bambam standing by a lamppost where the two instantly started acting like they hadn't been watching him and Taehyung the entire time and failing miserably at it. Jeongguk held back a laugh.

He looked again at Taehyung and then to his own uninteresting black shoes. All the doll wanted to do at this moment was to lie down on his bed and sleep. And just like that, he had came to a decision. You see, Jeongguk was quite a simple being.

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