Bandages •Taekook•

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"Do you believe in love?"

The younger boy asks Taehyung as they sit near a tree in the garden. Taehyung stayed a bit longer than he thought. He wasn't very worried about being home late as his parents were out of town for work anyway. They decided to lay on the grass and watch the stars, talking about random things and everything.

"I'm not sure," The blonde haired boy replied " Me and my best friend Yoongi talk about it sometimes. He told me it feels like butterflies. But also like your heart hurts." He had a shaky breath. Taehyung didn't want to hint to Jungkook that he gets that for him.

It was silent for a moment, until the youngers head turned towards Taehyung. "Have you ever had butterflies Hyung?" Taehyung didn't speak for a moment. He was scared of this question. Especially from Jungkook.

"uh, yeah" Taehyung mumbled. He didn't want to lie to him. He is his friend after all. Just his friend. Jungkook smiled, "Who was the lucky person?"

Lucky person?

It is you Jungkook, it was only you. But of course he wasn't going to say that. Love is scary. He's scared he will lose him if a word slipped out of his mouth about it. Taehyung didn't reply. He just looked up at the sky. At the stars, thinking again about everything Yoongi told him about Love. Jungkook just turned his head back to the sky. Taehyung knows he doesn't want to force him to talk about things he was uncomfortable with, For now it is - not that Taehyung thinks he will ever be with him. Jungkook would probably never want to go any further than just friends. Taehyung understands that, and he doesn't blame him. Taehyung doesn't like himself either.

"I think I should get home now. I'll just stay with yoongs tonight." He groaned. He didn't want to be any more of a burden than already felt. "Will you be okay?" Jungkook sat up with him and grabbed Taehyungs arm gently, trying not to hurt his wounds. "Yeah ill be fine" He hopes he isnt lying to himself or Jungkook. Taehyung doesn't even know himself if he will be okay.

We both walked to the front door and Taehyung grabbed his coat slipping it on, They both smiled sadly at one another. Taehyung doesn't know why he would be upset over him leaving. He would get annoyed if he were someone else if they had to hangout with him. "Please text me if you need me or want to talk, promise?" Jungkook put up his pinky and intertwined it with Taehyungs. He nodded in reply. He pulled Taehyung into a tight hug and Taehyung felt himself warm up inside.

His embrace was cozy and the elder felt safe, His scent smelt like Lavender, which was one of Taehyungs many favourite things about Jungkook. Maybe one of the many reasons why he likes him. It makes him calm down and forget about everything for just a few seconds. He didn't want to leave.

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"I'm Home" Taehyung shouted to Yoongi as he took his shoes off at the door.

"Oh Taehyung" The elder replied as he walked over towards the blonde haired boy, "Jimin is here," He whispered "I didn't think you would be home so early. I'm just making dinner but I should have some extra for you." Yoongi smiled and walked into the living room.

"Jimin this is Taehyung. He's my roommate" The mint haired boy smiled softly, and Jimin smiled in response. So this was the Jimin Yoongi was talking about?

He had a wide smile and Orange Fluffy hair. He was beautiful Taehyung will give you that. His skin was tan and smooth, and he had a small slim figure. Taehyung was jealous. He wasn't really in the mood to talk though, he missed Jungkook, and he hope he misses him too.

"I'm just going to go up to my room. I want to be alone" Taehyung gulped. He wasn't trying to be mean, he just wasn't a fan in meeting new people, even if it had to do with someone he was close with.

"Please forgive him. I think he has been going through a lot lately." Yoongi turned to Jimin full of worry. The orange haired boy patted Yoongi's shoulder gently, "Hopefully he will be okay. He seems like a really sweet guy. Should I try talk to him?" Jimin didn't know Taehyung, but he felt just as worried as Yoongi did. "I think we should let him breathe for a second."

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The young boy sat at the rooftop, smoking a cigarette. He's been smoking for a while, he just never usually wanted one unless he was in the mood as he continued thinking about the raven head. When does he never?