"whatever was between us was not a lie, jeongguk"
"you fucking used me"
"maybe I did & this is what love does, makes people selfish"
"i hate you, kim taehyung"
•top kook!
•bottom tae¡
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“w-why can’t h-he love me, jeongguk? why?”
taehyung's voice echoed in his ears again and again. he sighed and looked at the time: 2:56 a.m.
damn it. he groaned, realizing it was the second day he couldn’t sleep. and the reason? he glanced down beside him and saw taehyung sleeping while cuddling him.
he just stared at taehyung’s face. the moonlight from the window made him glow differently. how could someone be this beautiful and broken? he sighed for the nth time, thinking about taehyung.
he was staring at taehyung’s face, too scared to touch him, too scared to feel his skin under his fingers.
he knew that he was just a regular fling for taehyung, but the words taehyung had said tonight…
warmth? so, he’s not the only one who gets warmth from the other, which calms him. he smiled but still didn’t touch him.
when he says he’s scared, he is!
scared of falling for the younger man, who cannot be his. in his twenty-three years of life, he had never felt this scared… hell, he had never felt such emotions for anyone. but taehyung?
why him? he likes—no, loves—someone else, and that someone is not jeongguk. so why does he get affected by taehyung, especially by his tears?
by how vulnerable he seems to him.
why can’t he be mine… just mine? jeongguk gulped when the words registered in his mind, but now, it’s too late to take them back.
he didn’t want his heart to answer; he wasn’t ready yet when taehyung almost drugged himself just because—
fuck. not again.
jeongguk cursed internally as he didn’t want to think about the same thing again and again.
he made taehyung’s grip loosen from his hands and looked away, turning to the other side. he clearly didn’t want to get close to taehyung, not yet at least.
he stared at the wall for a while, but his mind was with the person sleeping on his other side.
he sighed and turned again just to pull taehyung into his chest. he couldn’t stay away from the younger man, and this time he didn’t even stop himself from thinking this out loud.
