The soft glow of the room illuminated the surface of his study desk, casting a warm light over the scattered pages of notes books and textbooks
His desk was strewn with notes, text books and stationary and was surrounded with fortress of textbooks and note books
Everything was placed into order but the young lad couldn't get himself to concentrate
Come on Jimin at least one page frustrated at himself he thought as he slightly tugged on the strands of his dishevled hair
Jimin tried so hard to read but his mind kept drifting off to his phone specifically someone on his phone
He managed to keep his phone as far away from him as possible but he ended up crawling to his phone every now and then
A frown made its way to his face a he rubbed his temples
"Why is it so damn hard"
Jimin muttered as he closed his books shut and stepped away from his desk once more toward his night stand where his phone laid
As he picked it up, the screen lit up revealing quite a number of messages from the exact source of his destruction - Yoongi
A bashful smile made its way on the younger's features as collapsed on his soft bed and he texted deep into the night
As the faint tapping of rain down his window created a soothing backdrop -enhancing the cozy ambiance of the evening, Taehyung leaned closer to his wooden desk in concentration as he revised his note books
Hours slipped by unnoticed as he lost himself in the rhythm of studying
But he felt a spark of frustration as he reached a particularly challenging section but instead of giving in, he reached out for the mug he kept his tea in
As he put the mug to his lips, a wave of comfort washed through him, but as he tilted it, expecting a warm liquid to flow, disappointment struck
The mug softly clinked with his teeth and he realized with a sinking feeling that it was empty
He paused for a bit, he stared at the mug in utter disbelief, his heart sunk
"Perfect" he murmured as he sat the mug back down where it previously sat while the sound of porcelain echoed through his quiet room
A flicker of frustration crossed his face, with a resigned sigh he pushed his chair back and stood up stretching his long legs as he sauntered toward his bedroom door and to down the kitchen
The soft glow of the hallway dimly lit as Taehyung descended down the stares, he listened to his feet slap the tiled surface of the stare while he got lost in his own thought about the weight of everything that had been happening and was going to happen
He let a sigh escape his parted pink lips as he reached the bottom stare, he sauntered deep into the kitchen only to be met with an unexpected sight which emitted a soft gasp from his lips which eventually caught on to the other's ear
It was Jungkook who was rampaging through the fridge
He had no time to camouflage when the older turned his head to his direction
"Oh....uh sorry I didn't mean to startle you"
His deep voice contrasting his huge but cute doe eyes broke the awkward silence
The air grew thicker with tension as they locked eyes, the weight of their feelings hanging between them
There was something about the way Taehyung looked at him which made his heart always race and suddenly the kitchen felt too small

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Innocent
FanfictionWhere Kim Taehyung is a feminine gay boy with dirty mind and Jeon Jungkook is CEO who doesn't even know his sexuality Buckle up people Sh!ts boutta go down