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Two hours ago, Jungkook had been missing Taehyun out of the blue. He couldn't concentrate on his homework, not YouTube videos, nor his favorite hobby in the world, painting.

It had felt as though a grave part of him was kept away from him, even though it had only been a few years since he'd last seen Taehyun. In fact, the moment Jungkook had bidden Taehyun goodbye at the school and left for his own place, he had been sensing a severe emptiness inside him.

He had thought of texting the younger, or calling him, but he had been aware it wouldn't work out. He had been craving for the younger's physical presence. He wanted to be with Taehyun, wanted to stick around him always and forever, like his bestest friend.

And eventually, Jungkook had remembered that Taehyun's busy parents had gone again on a business trip last night. Thus, the blonde smoothly had it asked to Taehyun to stay over that night at his, rather than spending the night alone in his place and that the peach-head could've assisted his hyung with his math problems as well.

Taehyun had responded, "Yeah, shooting two birds with one stone. I'll be there at your place with my pajamas in twenty minutes." But Jungkook had known, the birds were actually three in number. He would've been helped with his math homework by the mathematics genius, Taehyun wouldn't have gotten to stay alone at his place and Jungkook would be getting to coil around his favorite person.

But, instead of chilling out with Taehyun, Jungkook had been literally forced in doing the same lots of sums again and again, just because he was awfully weak at them. Taehyun had made him legit work without a break on his mathematics and physics homework until they had been done properly without one single mistake.

And finally, when they had been done, and Jungkook was groaning that he would rather eat the water from inside the toilet seat, he had been told to revise all the math once again and was promised there was going to be leisure period after that.

At least better than working them out all over but yet, the blonde wasn't having any of them anymore. He was having none of those shit no more. That was it.

"Tae I'm gonna die if you don't stop this ruthless, merciless torture on me!" Jungkook whined as he fell back on his bed with a blunt thud, his exercise copy laying flat open in front of him.

Taehyun glared him, heaving a short but whooshy sigh. "Oh c'mon! You haven't even studied for two hours!"

"Well, it's math we're studying!" Jungkook protested, whining again, and then gradually sitting back up on the bed straight. He forced puppy eyes on his face as he kept staring at Taehyun with a complaint pout.

Taehyun found time freezing around him as he and Jungkook locked eyes. Those puffy lips.... Taehyun could just lean in and capture them in his. Enough Kang Taehyun, now have a grip of your intrusive thoughts.

And even when he tried to do so, he couldn't help but melt like an ice-cream, staring at his hyung's adorable face. "Fine!" He exclaimed rather loudly, frustrated at himself for not being able to resist Jungkook. "What you wanna do then?" He asked rather loudly, the frustration still having a hold of him.

"Cuddle and watch anime?" Jungkook suggested in tiny, making his puppy eyes even larger and batting them twice cutely.

Taehyun felt his heart miss two beats in a row. He swallowed lustily, eyes falling on the elder's inviting lips and then back on the pair of raven orbs.

"Whatever." He shrugged but Jungkook had known the answer. Taehyun would never let his gentle, soft-side show, so it was the peach-head's own way to agree to Jungkook's kawaii stuffs, which Taehyun secretly liked as well.

A couple of minutes later, Taehyun laid on the bed with elder clinging on his body in front of a laptop where 'Death Note' played. Jungkook had his eyes glued on the screen hella attentively despite how he had watched this one series plenty of times. But Taehyun could feel something flicker inside his heart as Jungkook stayed so close to his heart.

A wave of warm goosebumps washed over him as he squeezed his arm around the blonde and pulled him even closer to himself, sinking in the painful sensation of euphoria.

-Y|G-

Beomgyu was in his room, standing in front of the mirror, examining himself closely. It was quarter to seven, and he was fully dressed already, good to go. He had a plain black tee tucked inside black loose jeans, accompanied by a black and white checkered flannel shirt on top. He had put on a pair of mini sized silver hoop earrings. The chain he had worn was silver colored and its pendant was a silver, twinkling, crescent. And lastly, he had used slight lip tint and boom! he was ready.

Not before though, he had snatched his black-tinted apple watch from the top of the chest of drawers and worn it.

He was just going to turn on his phone to check if there was any text from his boyfriend. And in that very moment, he heard the familiar car honk and a message pop on his phone screen.

He smiled softly and dashed out of room, shoving the phone in his pocket as he ran down the stairs. "I'm leaving mom! Bye!" He yelled as he flung the main door open and stepped outside.

He sprinted his way to the car and there stood Yeonjun, leaning against it with a huge grin and shining eyes. "Hey!" He cheered, but Beomgyu had stopped in his track the moment he had spotted Yeonjun. The walnut-head was in no state to answer to his boyfriend as he stared at the elder, awestruck by how handsome Yeonjun looked.

The pink-head wore a pale blue shirt with thin, almost invisible, vertical white stripes in it. The long sleeved were folded up to his elbow, and the upper two buttons had been left undone, making Beomgyu almost drool over and lose his mind. There was also plain black framed glasses, hanging from the joint part of the shirt. (idk what its called dont come to me)

Stunning.

Beomgyu fumbled, physically down there in his crotch and also, up here with his words. His pupils were widened as he stared at his boyfriend like Yeonjun was the drug he was addicted to. Everything other than Yeonjun went blank to Beomgyu, every sound went muffled and he felt his world frozen with Yeonjun's charms. "You... look..." He dazedly spoke, his mouth open with wonder.

Yeonjun chuckled silently at his boyfriend and playfully cocked a brow at the younger's malfunctioning form.

But one gesture, and Beomgyu was broken out of his maze. He got his conscience back and realizing what he was up to, his eyes widened even more, but this time in a real shocked and embarrassed manner.

He flushed red, hand unknowingly tracing its way to his nape and Beomgyu broke the eye contact. "Let's just.. you know.. uh.. get inside.." He sheepishly gestured at the car, not daring to lock eyes with Yeonjun. "Shall we?"

Yeonjun was already cooing at the younger with his eyes and the special fond smile he saved only for Beomgyu, but now the pink-head couldn't help breaking into giggles. And hell! Beomgyu could trade his soul to hear that again! "Happy one month Beom!" He squeaked.

"Happy one month Junnie." Beomgyu whispered softly unlike Yeonjun's cheer. A sudden fear consumed him as he felt the warm tingles in his heart, right after he had uttered the words, 'one month'. What if they didn't even last more than that? What if Yeonjun was not going to be the one he'd end up with and just one of those he'd meet in the long run? He knew, of course, that high-school relationships never actually did last. But, he had fallen hard enough to cost this heartache more than a couple of years. What if Yeonjun didn't feel as desperately as he did?

He had gotten used to Yeonjun like his most familiar habit. He had almost forgotten about the days when the Yeonjun wasn't there with him. It felt as if he had known the pink-head had been there with him all along his way of life, and one day without him was far worse than every painful feeling Beomgyu had ever endured.

Beomgyu swallowed as he locked his afraid eyes with Yeonjun's bright ones, which shone as the elder was grinning affectionately at him.

As comforting as those pair of raven eyes looked, had the decision of letting himself sink in them been the right thing?