Petal | tk

Chapter 47: Christmas

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Third Person POV

Jeongguk had insisted that he has no problem driving, but Taehyung insisted far more than him that he didn't want him getting tired and that they'd go by train. Being stubborn has its own perks because Jeongguk surrendered to him anyway.

He always thinks, when in quiet of his apartment or having a shut eye or even when he's just cuddling with Taehyung, that what he would be like a few months ago, when Taehyung was yet to set foot in Seoul and ultimately, in his life.

He definitely wouldn't be on a train, the same Kim Taehyung resting his head on his shoulder and sleeping cosily, being his boyfriend, and he's on his way to meet the parents of his boyfriend.

The mere thought of how everything changed makes him laugh a little by himself sometimes.

Memories are good to have but Jeongguk would only have it all in the past and if he wished, he wouldn't have it in his memories how he treated the most kindest and beautiful person in the world but he'll have those memories anyways, the difference is, he'll never repeat those mistakes.

Now, he's playing with Taehyung's fingers on his lap, caressing his thighs that he has pulled up on his lap so Taehyung can cuddle him in the position he likes and is comfortable in.

Being with Taehyung is so calming.

The storm he's been in for as long as he can remember where only the moments of cursed drink was an escape---all came to a halt. Like a whirlwind of that constant, always there, pricking discomfort and pain just simply settled down.

Even since Jeongguk wasn't aware of what his future would've been with him, Taehyung had always been someone hed unconsciously, under various and sometimes stupid circumstances---go to. as if at the end of the day, he was the one he had to be with him even when it came to the cost of not realizing it at that moment.

Countless times he had been left surrounded by the scent of flowers at the end of his monotonous and worthless day and he had found himself starting to crave that scent first and then crave the one to whom it belongs.

The very pretty boy who sleeps cuddled to him right now.

Jeongguk chuckles to himslef as he hold Taehyung closer, the days which he knew every second of how it will begin, go and end are now filled with new moments, very endearing and exciting moments and all because of one person.

He was wrong when he had been so proud that he's fine alone. he really did need someone. now, that someone just so adorably whines at the noise of the station announcement.

Why they say love is more of a weakness than power is beyond Jeongguk even if he is the last person to be talking about love. he looks at love and finds his old, weak self degenerating and transforming into someone who believes he can conquer the world only if Taehyung is beside him.

All he knows about love and the very definition and feeling of it, is Taehyung and that's it. He knows love for him, by him and from him. He need not ask for anything more.

Gosh, the way old Jeongguk would have a laugh and mock him but fuck that bastard because he never wants to be him again. that fucker hurt Taehyung and now, he never wants to even think of being the cause of his petal's misery.

Never want to be the cause of this flower's wither. He's gotten better at taking care of them now.

"Hey, petal." Jeongguk whispers and caresses Taehyung awake from his slumber. "we're at the station."