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Chapter 58: Ripple

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Third Person POV

To prove it to Taehyung how much he loves him, Jeongguk thinks and prides himself in it that he can, because if it's his life's only ever purpose, so be it.

Jeongguk could honestly cry right now.

Just the fact that his hands are able to touch Taehyung after so long is making him feel the whirlwind of emotions he cannot put in words, only feel and live it through that touch alone.

To feel the familiar warmth of Taehyung's touch and his lips on his and the collision of it all so heightened that it has him trembling with the intensity of it.

Prove it, Taehyung said. Prove he will.

With the way his trembling but sturdy hands embrace Taehyung and hold him in his arms as he moves away from the wall that he was kissing him against and towards their room, their room.

Jeongguk smiles against Taehyung's lips when the pretty flower in his arms cannot stop kissing him, not even letting him see where he's going, not that he needs to because he's memorised the path long ago and many times have they both done their deeds with Taehyung in his arms and him rushing to get them to bed.

The familiarity of it all is so beautiful to feel. The thrum in their chests too loud and blazing that it reaches every fiber in their body and excites them all the same.

Jeongguk feels like he never left.

And not everyone can say this about their love after a long while between it but Jeongguk can. He may have gone to be the best of himself but he's got a lover that make him feel like he never left, that's what familiarity with Taehyung feels like.

He makes it feel as close and important as a beat to the heart.

That even the months between them with no communication couldn't take away the love and how it feels like coming home after wandering in the chaos.

Like a small wooden hut of a home right in between the snowy chaos and you walk right in to have your salvation sitting in front of the hearth of fire and making you his hearth as well.

That's Taehyung, the hearth of Jeongguk's home.

Providing him so much warmth but it's not all the fires in the world that could provide him that---rather only Taehyung's arms around him, enough to warm him that he might just explode.

So, with Taehyung, when he say it feels like he didn't even leave, the very nostalgia but rather than only getting to remember it, he has Taehyung in his arms so that nostalgia becomes his familiarity, becomes the love that was and will always be there.

He thinks he can wax poetry about his saviour, then feels like there are still no words in the world to ever describe Taehyung because he's so, so beyond that in his regards in his eyes.

The mattress cushions the fall when Jeongguk reaches their bed and immediately becomes one with it. All these days he came back and slept alone in it, aching with the fact that Taehyung was twenty minutes away yet he had to wait for the right moment.