𝐋𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐫▸𝐯𝐦𝐢𝐧

𝟎𝟎𝟓; 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥

The sun is exceptionally bright today, poking through the clouds and landing directly on the glass window of Pal-wol Metals, warming up the entirety of the smithy. "God, I despise warm weather" Yoongi grunts under a heave of breath, sitting on a stool against a wall in the shade of the warm shop as he stares ahead at Taehyung, sweat rolling down his dirtied face

The black-haired doesn't answer, too focused on his work at hand so he only hums in response to his boss. Yoongi studies him quietly, sipping from his clay glass of water as he settles it away on the ground and then grabs a cloth nearby to wipe the grime off of his face and hands "So, how'd the night go by?" Yoongi asks suddenly, filling the buzzing quiet of the room

Taehyung's hand almost froze against the metal before he licked his lips and continued "Like usual, why do you ask?" He questions, voice of gilded smoke in comparison to Yoongi's sleek velvet. "Well, I know for a matter that your lover came around so I thought I'd ask" Yoongi shrugs like it doesn't matter

tossing away the dirtied cloth, revealing his ivory skin shining from beneath the dirt. No matter how many hours of years spent under the sun doing hard labor, his pearl-like skin never seems to catch a tan

Taehyung freezes again, only to look up at Yoongi this time with eyes of unreadable mist, he doesn't speak and Yoongi takes the lead "You know I think it's all that girl's fault" He grunts under his breath when he rises from his stool and it's as if that mist has suddenly turned to agitation when Taehyung slams the metal in his hand down on the table he was seated against, glaring at Yoongi

"How is any of this her fault? What does she eve-" Taehyung isn't given a chance to finish his sentence because Yongi is talking over him "If she hadn't taken up so much of your energy while you're already so busy, you wouldn't have been so irritated that day and said all that nonsense to the prince" Yoongi explains, walking towards Taehyung with his demeanor of nonchalance that always irks the black-haired

"This isn't her fault, I give her my energy because I want to. I only said all of that to the prince because he deserved to hear it" Taehyung grits his teeth, trying his best to cling to his calmness because he didn't appreciate getting angry so quickly but Yoongi knows just how to make him irritated. The scent of burnt coffee swirls around the shop and Yoongi curls his lips softly, shaking his head before standing right before Taehyung's work table

"It doesn't matter if he deserves it or not, what matters is that he's the one in authority and you don't go around challenging authority figures because you're too egoistical to bite your tongue, lower your head, and lose to a prince" Yoongi's nostrils almost flare in annoyance when he says those words, any ounce of mischief that played on his lips before is gone as the wind and Taehyung is left staring at him in disbelief

"Too egotistical? I'm egotistical? You're not serious right now" Taehyung all but scoffs, getting up from the chair he was seated on, making the legs of the wooden seat scrape against the jagged ground. Yoongi exhaled a sigh, trying to hide the way his own coconut scent had started smelling foul

"I know, I'm not saying your anger was invalid, Taehyung, but the way you behaved will cost you a lot, you know what a scourge he is" Yoongi explains a little calmly this time, watching Taehyung head for the jug of water in the corner of the room while he stays standing where he was

"I know, and it's eating me fucking alive that's it's been a day and nothing's happening, I should be exiled or executed by now" Taehyung answers, back turned towards Yoongi as he sips on his water to calm his nerves. The older alpha goes silent for a second, staring at the back of Taehyung's head until the boy puts away the glass and turns to look at him, something similar in both their eyes

"Maybe he's not going to do anything" Yoongi cocks a brow, Taehyung grabs a cloth to clean his hands and shakes his head "That's impossible, I know he's up to something" Taehyung sighs as he stares at the beige tattered cloth in his hands turning into a dark shade of greige because of the debris on his skin