The Water Spirit

Part 16

Taehyung walks in front of him, a joyful swing in his step. His blue hair bounces cheerily with every move, and it seems like he hums the song they just listened to in the car while they drove here.

Several people head from the parking lot to the gates of hell as well.

Like he had called his name, Taehyung looks back over his shoulder and grins happily.

"Come on," he prompts like they were going to an amusement park and would be having the time of their lives.

In truth, it was hell for Jungkook. Another store they had to visit to furnish their new apartment.

It took them a while to find the perfect place that both of them agreed on. It was a nice apartment at the foot of the hills to Namsan Park with a nice view. Jungkook didn't understand how it was so affordable in such a fantastic area. He guessed that Taehyung had charmed the old lady who was living on the first floor and owned the house. And by charming, he thought that literally. He had asked Taehyung several times if he had done 'his thing' with her. His boyfriend had looked at him kind of disturbed. "I only do my thing with you," he had said and winked. So there wasn't a satisfying answer and Jungkook doubted he would ever get one.

"Come on, Gug-ah," Taehyung says and holds his hand out for Jungkook to take, intertwining their fingers. "Only this store and we are done."

Jungkook takes his hand, but huffs. "You said that two times already," he grumbles.

Taehyung presses his free hand to his heart. "I promise."

Jungkook sighs. "Babe, I can feel that you are trying to cross your fingers."

"No, I'm not," Taehyung replies, and looks at his chest.

Jungkook pulls their holding hands up, for Taehyung to see. "I mean this hand," he prompts dryly.

Taehyung looks at the almost crossed fingers and back at his face. "I'm having bad finger cramps these days, my love," he says seriously and blinks several times, trying to seem innocent. "So bad," and he shakes his head.

"Is that so?"

"Yes," his boyfriend replies and pulls him through the double doors. The store is huge, with several floors full of furniture and other items you might need. It was pure hell!

Taehyung pulls Jungkook in front of the information board and studies the directions.

"So, we need a coffee table and a bed," he says absentmindedly and taps his lips in thought.

"We have a coffee table," Jungkook says under his breath.

"No, we don't."

"What is currently standing in our living room?"

"A slab with four legs."

"That is called a table, Tae."

"It's hideous."

"It's an heirloom in my family."

"It looks like you found it on the side of the street and an evil spirit actually lives in it."

Jungkook can feel his eyes go round. "Are you serious?" He almost shrieks and lowers his voice when other people look at them in surprise. "Are you serious?" He whispers now urgently.

Taehyung leans closer. "I'm positive," he murmurs back.

Jungkook stares into his hazel eyes, trying to find out if he was kidding. "You are kidding," he says darkly.

Taehyung looks back, his gaze never faltering. "I would never make jokes about spirits," he answers quietly.

Jungkook leans back, feeling himself getting irritated. "Why the fuck didn't you say something sooner? You let me live with an evil spirit in my flat and never say something? Something could have happened to me! Don't you love me?"