Petal | tk

Chapter 52: Rink

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Third Person POV

Taehyung stops for a moment when he reaches their floor, trying to catch his breath, hoping to keep it steady, praying to have his thoughts not be a mess when he faces Jeongguk. It seems like it would be impossible but he can’t have him worried about this. He can’t do this to Jeongguk.

Yoongi’s words have been replaying in his mind for all the time he drives here. He was even offered so kindly by Yoongi to be dropped off but he declined. He doesn’t even know what he was saying or doing.  His body was on autopilot.

He knows he left Yoongi worried. Left him devastated for making him say all that. He forced him but he had no idea what else to do. It was eating him alive to know what was going on or else he’d have gone out of his mind. He really would’ve.

Yoongi’s face was etched in his mind. How, a man so confident and always so cool in his attitude, was so sad and devastated to be saying all that. That means and indicates how gruesome everything has been in past years.

How painful it must’ve been for Jeongguk. How he must’ve suffered in the hands of that horrible man, in hands of the destiny that took away his mother—-so much so that he decided to even—-

Taehyung shakes his head, can’t even think about it. Doesn’t want to think about it. He needs to be alright, needs to be the person he was before knowing all of it or else Jeongguk would know and he’ll ask and Taehyung doesn’t know if he’ll be able to lie to him.

It’s okay. He’s okay. Both of them are. He can’t have Jeongguk worrying now. He doesn’t deserve it. His baby deserves all the love in the world and fuck it if Taehyung won’t make sure he gets him that.

Taehyung takes a deep breath and punches in the code. He expects to be greeted but frowns when there’s only the television sound and not his boyfriend.

He’s about to call for Jeongguk but then his eyes fall on the mop of raven hair, dozing off on the couch, head lolling to find a good position but failing. He must’ve been sleepy waiting for him.

Taehyung’s heart melts and aches at the same time. Perhaps his footsteps were too loud that Jeongguk wakes up with a jerk and looks behind, smiling at him, his sleep fading immediately.

“Hey, petal.” Jeongguk smiles.

Taehyung doesn’t let him get up, rather makes himself a home in his lap, immediately being engulfed by Jeongguk’s arms and he hides himself in them.

“Hmm, someone really did miss me huh? I was waiting.” Jeongguk chuckles, pulling Taehyung further in his lap, nuzzling his hair and holding his legs sideways so he won’t slip away. As if Taehyung would want to.

“Sorry.” Taehyung mumbles against Jeongguk’s neck. “Had to leave a file and Yoongi hyung’s” It’s not even a lie.

“Alright.” Jeongguk whispers and leaves gentle kisses on Taehyung’s hair. The florist hides himself further into Jeongguk, curls into his chest as if anywhere else would eat him alive.

Jeongguk gently sways their bodies too, as if knowing exactly what Taehyung needs. He runs his hand over his legs, his back and caresses his arms.