Lover man (Oh, where can you be)

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His steps stop coldly, he feels as if someone has hit his head with a mallet. Namjoon makes a sound with his throat and it brings him back to reality. The other says goodbye, knowing that Taehyung's visit implies he must leave. When he walks towards the parking lot he offers a smile and a half-reverence to the younger male on the way. Taehyung is wearing pants again, with the same perfect fit on his waist and hips. On his shoulders, he has an emerald velvet jacket and a black shirt with a bow on the neck, jewels adorn his ears and fingers. He looks impressively beautiful but also so out of place, because Jeongguk is wearing one of the many dark-colored suits that all men are accustomed to wear in his work. The young boy, plays with his fingers and the weight of his body goes from one foot to the other, he seems nervous and Jeongguk decides to be the oldest of both, because in addition he is—it’s just easy to forget it when he’s around the artist. Approaching slowly and without losing sight of him, he reaches Taehyung, who lets out a sigh. "Hi," the other laughs breathily. "I'm completely surprised, how did you know I work here?" He makes a movement with his hands, showing the place behind him. A pale-red adorns his cheeks immediately once Jeongguk finishes talking. "Mmmh. Last Friday, after talking with Gustav I returned at the Bar to look for you thirty or forty minutes later, but I only saw your co-workers at the table. I asked Namjoon if he could tell me where you worked, I'm sorry if I went too far," Jeongguk has his eyes wide open at the revelation. Jeongguk appreciates Taehyung's interest, from it, he can see him again—away from the Hotel’s loudness, away from the annoying guy and all alone. Jeongguk shakes his head and he has to swallow not to choke on his own saliva. "Uhm, there's no problem. I'm surprised, it’s all," the two remain motionless, looking their surroundings to not face what's coming. "Why did you want to see me?" Taehyung shrugs and bites his lower lip for a fraction of a second. Jeongguk notices how nervous he is when the younger male starts playing with his hands and hitting one of his shoes on the floor insistently, just like the other night. "This is going to sound silly," his tone already sounds embarrassed and he hasn’t said anything important yet. "But I felt lonely and strangely I like to talk to you." He knows he shouldn’t get excited, but there are so little moments when he feels genuinely happy, he cannot resist. "It's not silly, I like to talk to you too, even though we've done it only just a few times," Jeongguk says with his hands towards the exit, "Do you want to walk a little?" Taehyung's face lights up instantly and he smiles rectangularly, while he nods. "Please, I'd love it," and he starts quickly without waiting for the other to join. The afternoon is sunny and pleasant, ideal to go out and walk outside. When Jeongguk reaches and stops beside him, he says. "It's strange I like to talk to you, even when you're one of the quietest people I know." Jeongguk laughs openly, "I'm sorry," he apologizes without feeling it too much really. He scratches the back of his neck with one of his hands and the leather briefcase is in the other. This is strange, but Jeongguk doesn’t usually walks outdoors, there is always an excuse. Too many people, high temperature, low temperature. In all seriousness, he is a sad human being,