This all is happening on the same day, 1 SEPTEMBER, on Jungkook's birthday so keep that in mind, remember the time line since it can be a little confusing and people who have read this chapter before, I advise that you read this again since I added two more scenes.
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(1 SEPTEMBER, 4'o clock.)
[For the sake of the intro, it's a random part.]
"wow THyung you look sooooo dashing" Yeonjun whistles and claps sluggishly, praising the latter with no enthusiasm, cheerlessly from where he is lying on the sofa, on his stomach, definitely not facing Taehyung who is standing in front of the full length mirror inspecting himself by every angle.
Yeonjun didn't even bother to raise his eyes or see Taehyung at all because Taehyung is here in his house for HIS opinion but this man wasn't listening to him at all.
Like what's the point of Yeonjun sacrificing his precious 'me time' if Taehyung isn't going to listen to him. Yeonjun can be doing so many interesting and fruitful things rather than giving his professional opinions to a man who doesn't even value them.
And matter of fact Yeonjun can be having the time of his life reading the viewpoint of an omniscient reader, he can be crying his heart out, cursing Kim Dokja and his entire bloodline.
"Yeonjun-ssi, at least take a look." Taehyung rolls his eyes at the nonchalant behaviour of his junior, Yeonjun is the one who told him, 'if you want any type of help, and just call me with no thoughts. I will take care of everything.' and now the same man is not even trying to save himself from the disaster he is in.
Yeonjun sulks and gets up from the sofa, wearing his spectacles, what he sees stunned him, wide eyed"......Oh my.....Oh my freaking god!" Yeonjun put a hand on his slightly open mouth, "Are you for real?" clearly exaggerating to Taehyung but not really, Yeonjun walks towards Taehyung, and holds him in his hands and moves Taehyung's face side to side, "look at this piece of art. Be my boyfriend, Hyung."
Taehyung can't help but roll his eyes with a disgusting look on his face, coming to Yeonjun is a bad decision anyway, never in his whole life, he will ever ask for help from this fella again, Taehyung vows.
"Yeonjun I have a boyfriend." Taehyung sassily remarks whereas Yeonjun just shrugs saying you are so handsome that you deserve at least two boyfriends. "Keep me as your side chick hyung."
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(1 SEPTEMBER, 10 o'clock, morning after the pool night.)
[Not a flashback but more of a screen change]
"Hyungggggg~" a sleepy voice whines, hands in search of someone but finds no one beside him. In a wisp, the owner of that voice raises himself up a little from the bed, before falling back in and submerging in the softness.
"~Hyungieeeee" Jungkook calls again, clutching on the pillow, as if dearer, closer to his heart but soon the movements halt, ears catching a faint sound of the opening of the bathroom door.
A sense of deja-vu cradles in Taehyung's mind, seeing his partner in a similar situation as his but the only difference is that Jungkook left but he didn't.
The rays of sun, invading the penthouse as always, probably Taehyung is the one... more familiar with lone rays igniting the room as Taehyung has felt longing on cold bed in those same rays while latter left, with no chance of watching Taehyung's plight.
Still in bed, wrinkled sheets pooling around Jungkook's body, slight sleepiness still advent in eyes, arms spread, just enough space for Taehyung to submerge in Jungkook's hold. Oblivious of the latter's confusion and nostalgia, Jungkook craved warmth and this time the person who can provide is standing a few steps away.
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Fanfiction"Will do anything for me, love?' 'Then just cry, cry for me.' --- A tale of love and obsession, where devotion walks the edge of despair. Taehyung is an artist lost in a maze of memories, longing, and haunted devotion. In his world, love is both a...
