𝔟𝔬𝔶𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫

34

TAEHYUNG

"I think I want to reveal my face." Jungkook looked over at Taehyung. The two had settled on a balcony in a far-off corner where no one would find them. they'd gotten an expensive bottle of wine and sat on a cozy couch in front of a propane fueled fire. Taehyung had never been somewhere so luxurious. 

"Oh? what for?" Taehyung tilts his head. 

Jungkook smiles at his big eyes, before taking a breath. "It's just hard having to hide everything, literally everything. And I want to go on tour, but that's hard to do, someone is bound to catch some sort of glimpse of my face, which freaks me out. I...I want to be the one to do it first." 

Taehyung thought about this for a while. "How do you want to do it?"

"I want you to be there." Jungkook turned to him, his eyes lit up even in the dark of the balcony.

"As your artist?" He frowned, turning his drink in his hands. 

"Not exactly..."  Jungkook was incredibly close, his breath rippled over Taehyung's lips, making him shudder a little bit. Jungkook smiled. "It would be you and me, at a red carpet. I couldn't go without my muse." 

"I-I'm your muse?" Taehyung's eyes widened. 

Jungkook leaned closer, a smile growing on his lips. 

"Hey Jungkookie! Come on, we need to give you some cake!" a girl ran out from the shadows. 

"Okay we've been found." Jungkook smiles and stands up. "You should stay the night, Tae." He swept a hand across Tae's waist before walking off to the girl. 

Taehyung stood there for a while; his phone buzzed with texts form Chris. Kook revealing his face? with him right next to Jungkook? That was a lot. He took a breath, but it would be supporting Jungkook, which he really wanted to do. 

Jungkook made things better, the time they'd shared together had lit up his life, after it had all fallen apart. He didn't want to lose that, but a red carpet....that was a lot. He'd do it, he decided, Jungkook was worth it. 

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Taehyung had settled in a corner overlooking the club, where he'd sat for the next couple of hours, drinking slowly. He was content, he didn't feel left out of the party, he was just silently watching from the balcony, catching glimmers of Jungkook dancing on the floor below. 

"Why are you here?" a voice says. 

He turned, spotting Yoongi glaring at him. He stepped back out of surprise, looking over the boy. Yoongi's hair was dark again, and he wore a hoodie and jeans, he looked tired, however. "What are you doing here?" Yoongi stepped towards him again. "Why aren't you answering my texts? Why did you go to the hospital?"

Taehyung felt his words leave him again, he was that little kid, watching his dad yell at his mom when he looked at Yoongi. He shook his head, trying to look away, but Yoongi wouldn't let him and blocked his way. 

"Tae look, I'm really sorry about what I did. I'm sure you're sorry about what you did. I miss you; can't you talk to me?" Yoongi tried to hold Taehyung's hands, but the boy pulled them violently away, still shaking his head. 

"No--no Yoongi." His words were a whisper Yoongi didn't hear because he was walking away, trying to get away and hurried down a set of stairs. 

Yoongi walked in front of him again. why wasn't he leaving him alone? He'd never been this pushy before. His scar seemed dark under the club lights. Taehyung remembered touching it, how the skin felt under his fingertips. Then he remembered seeing the picture of Yoongi and Jimin making out. 

"Leave me alone, Yoongi." He said the words louder this time, still unsurmountable mumblings, trying to find some way to separate himself from Yoongi. 

"Just give me a chance, Tae. Come on, remember how good we were?" He grabbed Yoongi, and tried to kiss him. 

"what the hell?" An arm shoved Yoongi to the floor. Taehyung glanced up and saw Kook standing there, looking absolutely pissed, his chest pumping. "The hell do you think you're doing? How the hell did you get in?" 

"I came to see him." Yoongi stood up, his hoodie torn now. 

"Get out!" Jungkook wasn't taking shit, and pointed to the stairs, where two security guards were storming up to the boy. they grabbed Yoongi easily. Yoongi sent Taehyung a glare that shook Taehyung to his core, making his nails dig into his palm. 

"are you alright?" Jungkook grabbed Tae's shoulder, his eyes were big, concerned. 

Taehyung still felt like that little kid, painting his walls and covering his ears.