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seven.

Taehyung chewed on his bottom lip and patted his face dry. He hasn't spoken to Jeongguk since he went back home yesterday, he decided to get his mind off of things by painting which worked until he grew tired of painting. So, he decided to have an early night.

That didn't last long as he ended up awake at 5 am due to it being too cold to sleep and anger forming at the thought of Jeongguk.

How dare he call me a shitty useless Artist after I took a punch for him. Taehyung plopped himself down onto the bed and sighed. His fell onto the paint on his floor which is when an idea popped up in his head.

I'll show him how much of a good artist I am. Taehyung stood up angrily and grabbed some shades and paintbrushes, he then stormed over to Jeongguk's room which is where he knew the boy was fast asleep.

Carefully, he pushed open the door to double check Jeongguk was actually asleep which thankfully he was. Then he quietly walked over to the lump underneath the covers before kneeling down on the floor.

"Dickhead." Taehyung mumbled and slowly pull the covers down to reveal Jeongguk's forehead. He smirked and moved the boys hair out of the way before uncapping his paint. This is what you deserve.

Slowly and carefully, he moved the brush around making sure to mix the paint for the right shades and textures. He stuck his tongue out a little in focus as he created his smallest masterpiece yet; a micro hairy penis. Right on Jeongguk's forehead.

"Beautiful." He smiled and stood up again, freezing when a hand suddenly grabbed his arm, "I was just-"

"Hm?" Jeongguk hummed tiredly, pulling Taehyung down and turning around to cuddle the boys arm tightly. After that no further words were exchanged and he returned to sleeping soundly.

Taehyung however panicked, he attempted to move his arm but that might wake the beast. He could already picture the fight they'd get into if Jeongguk found out what he had been doing.

"What in the mummy issue is this?" Taehyung pulled his arm harder, but Jeongguk just let out a whine and held onto him tighter.

Taehyung's eyes landed on the spare pillow which he picked up carefully, then he placed it over Jeongguk's arms and pressed down a little to give the impression that a body was lying down beside him.

That seemed to work when Jeongguk released his grip and wrapped a muscular bare arm around the pillow instead and held it tightly against his chest. Taehyung slowly pulled his arm out and picked up his paint to head back to his own room.

That was kind of cute, maybe he shouldn't be such a dickhead so he'd always be cute. Taehyung tutted and shortly shut his room door behind him.

There was nothing to do now but to either try and sleep on his sad empty bed or paint. Until he realised that he hadn't been in touch with some of his friends back from his home town.

He chewed on his bottom lip and stared at his contacts, he often didn't receive a reply so he debated if anybody even cared that he had ran away.

He clicked on his second most recent chat, the first being the one with his landlord.

th
hey are u guys still going out tonight???
I got asked to come but idk where to go

unsaved number
I'll send u the address in a sec

th
Okayy
Hey it's been like 2 hours where are u guys
Actually it's fine I'm busy anyway
Have fun!!!

Taehyung swallowed dryly and swiped off, switching the device off shortly after as he no longer wanted to be on his depressing phone. He decided to try and sleep in the cold anyway by using the only jacket he had as a blanket and some clothes as a pillow.

I hope I pass that interview. He thought to himself and let out a frustrated sigh.

The sun began to rise further up, naturally Jeongguk stirred awake and sat up with the duvet covering his shirtless torso. He sat there for a few minutes before deciding to finally get out of bed and started the long day of dealing drugs.

He dragged himself to the bathroom down the corridor, it was closer to his room which made it easier to get there before Taehyung did.

He yawned loudly and shut the door behind him, walking over to the sink first where he could see his reflection.

"What the fuck?!" Jeongguk's eyes widened at the rather detailed penis on his forehead. A horrified expression took over and he quickly began to run the tap and rub his forehead, "Taehyung!" He screamed for the boy.

The paint only smudged into a weird colour due to the material being oil so water wasn't exactly doing the trick. He eventually gave up and angrily brushed his teeth before storming to Taehyung's room.

"Taehyung what the fuck is this?!" He yelled after pushing the door open, but unfortunately the room was completely empty.

"That's all the questions I have today, when do you think you can start working?" A handsome male asked, eyes tearing down Taehyung who kept a calm smile.

"Anytime, I see you urgently need a new staff member so I can start working as soon as possible." Taehyung hoped that answer would land him the job.

"Alright thank you, I'll call you to let you know." The man stood up along with Taehyung.

Please hire me. Taehyung silently pleaded while following the man out of the staff room. He bid his goodbye and shortly stepped out of the restaurant, he now had nothing else to do so he decided to wander around to get something to eat.

I should get blankets too. Taehyung thought to himself as he dragged his feet down the pavement.

"Taehyung!" A familiar voice angrily called out for him causing him to snap his head around and gasp. A raging Jeongguk was currently running towards him with murder written all over his face.

"Fuck!" Taehyung screeched and began to run too. He didn't exactly know where to go so he stupidly began to run back home hoping to lock himself inside of his room for protection.

Unfortunately, he wasn't that fast and a strong hand grabbed him by his arm just before he reached the path back to their house.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! Why did you paint a dick on my head?!"

Taehyung bit back laughter, "Because you're a dickhead."

"God you're so- I'm gonna seriously fuck you up Taehyung! I have people to meet!" Jeongguk towered over the boy who didn't flinch and scoffed.

"You're gonna beat me up over that? Calm down, I can help you get rid of it-"

"Not now. I need to meet someone. If you don't get rid of this shit when I come back I'm gonna break your fingers and you won't be able to fucking paint again." Jeongguk roughly shoved him back before turning away.

Taehyung rolled his eyes and watched Jeongguk's back grow further away from him. He wasn't scared of the boy at all, all he saw was some fragile teenage boy who thought he was some gangster.

He thinks he's so tough, loser.

INNIT 😭 ITS SO EMBARRASSING