i think you're pretty....

09

 WARNING: SH AND HOMOPHBIA 

TAE

Someone tapped his shoulder. He sat up. He'd fallen asleep. Shit. He looked up and bunny was smiling at him. "Hey tiger, let's go, yeah? Or you know I can leave here to sleep if you want."

Taehyung nodded sleepily and flipped back onto the bar.

Bunny laughed. "oh, come on kid I have to get you home somehow."

Taehyung grinned and sat up, putting his stuff in his bag and got off the stool. Bunny reached out his hand to tiger.

He smiled and took it.

They walked towards the door and Tae bumped into a man with all his excitement.

He bowed, and looking up he froze.

Mr. Ahn.

"Mr. Kim what are you doing here?" The teacher glared. "Are you drinking? seriously this explains everything—"

"Sir I think you have him confused with someone else—" Bunny stepped in.

"I don't, thank you." Mr. Ahn held up a hand. "You have a bartender as a boyfriend? God, you really are a faggot."

Mr. Ahn leaned close; his breath smelled of alcohol. "How's your neck doing, Tae? Does it need a refresher?"

Taehyung backed up, heart racing. Bunny saw how scared he was and snapped at the bouncer.

"Kick him out, please." And bunny pulled him out to the street. "Are you okay, tiger? Come on let's go."

Tae simply nodded and pulled the helmet on. But his hands were shaking too bad for him to buckle it. So, Bunny cut in quickly and buckled it, his hands brushing Tae's neck. Tae felt his breath catch as the feeling of drowning enveloped him.

"Tiger? Tiger come on." Bunny shook his shoulders. "Where'd do you go? I've been calling your name. Come on, we can go somewhere else and talk." He got on the bike and Tae followed, holding onto him tightly.

Mr. Ahn glared at him from the curb, his eyes gleamed.

Bunny and tiger arrived at the park. Bunny cut the motorcycle and helped Tae take off the helmet, careful to not touch his neck this time.

Tae was glossy eyed, drained from all the anxiety from the day.

"Who was that, tiger?" Bunny put Tae's hand on his upper arm and led him through the park.Taehyung mg only took a deep breath.

They sat on the bench and bunny asked again but Tae reached hand out, asking for a smoke.

Bunny relented. "Okay, but who was he tiger?"

Tae pointed at his bruised neck. They were fading but we're still visible. They could pass as hickie's if he wanted them too.

"He did that to you?" bunny covered his mouth. "I should have—"Tae shook his head.

"Right. You don't want my help. Okay then, just talk to me about it, that always helps, doesn't it?" Bunny turned to him. "Though you don't talk is writing the same outlet for you?"

Tae thought about it and shook his head. painting was the way he talked. Painting was what he longed for, how he was feeling, he hopes, dreams, nightmares. And recently he'd just taken up people.

I talk with paint.

"Can I give you an assignment then, Mr. Kim?" Tae's eyes widened. "Right, sorry I'll forget that—I want you to paint something for me, yeah? Something big." Bunny threw his arms in the air.Tae thought about it and nodded. He'd do it for bunny.