Tangled Desires (Taekook)

TWENTY TWO

The rain descended down the heavens creating the most melodious lullaby, each drop a delicate note hitting against the surfaces like the fingers of a pianist creating magic with the ivory keys.

Taekook sat in the living room acting to be working on the paintings while all they did in real was think about the other. The moment they just shared left them nervous, awkward, confused and all sorts of things as the silence played with their heartstrings.

Both of them wondered what the other was thinking yet none of them found the courage to speak.

The blonde licked his lips playing with the brush in his hand a little unsurely before his eyes moved towards Jungkook who rubbed his nose with his thumb as he watched the canvas in front of him subconsciously.

As if he felt Taehyung's amber gaze on his face, the brunette looked at the blonde who looked away immediately only to dip the brush in the colour and move towards the sheet lying blank in front of him while he kept watching the other from the corner of his eyes.

Jungkook looked away scratching his nape.

Taehyung pulled his hand holding the brush away from the sheet and looked at the cushion lying beside him. The flashback played in his mind like a movie making him blush unknowingly.

They were so close.

The cushion was the only thing keeping them apart.

They had started playfully but the brunette didn't colour Taehyung. In fact, he wiped the colour on the blonde's forehead with such softness that the amber-eyed boy melted under him. The black-eyes looked at him with such intensity that the other wanted to curl and hide himself in the other's chest.

The soft thumb that caressed his forehead as Jungkook removed the colour from his beautiful face tickled the blonde in ways more than one. Taehyung has pulled down the cushion unknowingly revealing his sharp nose and beautiful lips parted slightly.

The blonde hairs formed a captivating halo around his head while amber eyes looked so mesmerising with something unknown shimmering in the pond of honey that Jungkook felt himself getting hypnotized.

The blonde remembered how Jungkook's gaze has touched his parted lips, as if measuring the plumpness, the softness of those beautiful pink lips which held the hues of dusky rose towards the outline and a lighter, brighter shade of blush at the heart, studying each gentle curve and dip that looked so inviting as if they were some masterpiece.

A beautiful, captivating, alluring masterpiece.

His eyes drifted back towards the brunette who seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. The amber eyed boy licked his dry lips once again watching the brush in his hand.

Both of them were so comfortable then something happened and everything became so awkward.

Something changed within them.

Something has shifted, both of them were sure of it.

Taehyung's throat was still dry no matter how many times he gulped his saliva. The close proximity of Jungkook left him breathless and his heart was not ready to calm down any time soon.

His hand moved towards the bottle of water placed on the table. On the same time, the brunette reached out for it. Their fingers brushed slightly against each other making the blonde look at Jungkook who also looked up from his painting.

His eyes stopped at their fingers slightly touching each other at the tips only to move towards the blonde who was already looking at him, the pair of amber eyes watching him with thousands of questions.