models. [cancelled!]

two.

jeongguk is now in a big bedroom. for him it was more like a vip one at a luxurious hotel due to the wide space and expensive things that were already placed nicely around.

he likes this way more than his own company, he admits.

staying in there, the comfiest room yet, he, himself is already in, was not a problem at all. he'll get used to this.

jeongguk sits on his bed, head hung low, deep thoughts running through his mind.

'this is what you get jeongguk, for not reading the piece of shit first.' he sighs.

he turns his head to the open window of his bedroom, dazing off as he sees the sky's getting darker. the sun is already going down, being replace by the bright moon that lits up the whole dark sky with the help of the stars.

and at that moment, his stomach interrupts his dazing. he remembers earlier, this morning. his lunch didn't quite end up well as his thoughts lingered around him. making himself stressful.

you see, his last photoshoot was exactly finished this eleven in the morning. and so his thoughts about it suddenly runs through his own mind, making him pause from eating. to sum it all up, he didn't ate well that time. he didn't even finished half of his dish.

he jumps off his bed and walks out his room to find the dining. there were two ways once he went out, he 'the jeon jeongguk' didn't waste time so he tries the right way.

he walks and walks until a white wall stops him, making him halt.

"fucking wall." he mutters under his breath.

he glares for a second before proceeding to the left way. it was not too long until he found the stairs, no elevator found which that was really what he wanted. he walks downstairs, guessing that the dining was on the main floor.

he ends up on the second floor, he doesn't have a clue about it. he thought he would find some people to ask but surprisingly, it was only him and the empty hallways.

"hello?" he shouts, his voice echoing through out the hallways.

he waits for a response but he got nothing.

he breathes in and out and finally walks down. eyes glancing at his back now and then.

after walking, turning different ways, going up and down staircases, shouting for god knows not even a single person will answer, he gives up.

he slides down the wall and sits on the cold white floor, crossed-leg.

"ugh. . i'm fucking hungry." jeongguk mutters, leaning the back of his head on the concrete wall.

he regrets everything he's done earlier, he should have agreed to jimin on touring him around. he should have not went out in his room in the first place or else, he wouldn't have been here, dying from hunger. well, someone will change that.

"found you."

his eyes looks up in just a second to be met by a familiar figure standing.

"lost?" he smirks, hands inside both of his side pockets.

"u-uh no, i'm not." jeongguk defends and manages to stand up straight, pretending to dust off dirt on his clothes like a professional.

"then carry to explain why were you sitting on the floor?" the older implies, arms-crossed.

"oh you know, just taking a break of walking cause damn my legs will be swollen if i continue even further." jeongguk casually replies, biting his lip time to time and looking around, completely avoiding to lock eyes with the person.

"yeah right, you were this close on crying." the other presses his index finger and thumb together, gesturing on how close jeongguk was to let a tear escape on the corner of his eyes.

"nah, it was my sweat, see?" jeongguk wipes off the fake sweat on his forehead, earning a look of displeasure from the figure.

the other rolls his eyes before saying, "i'm not dumb jeongguk, just admit it already."

jeongguk tilts his head and finally locks eyes with the older, "admit what, jimin?"

jimin sighs, "whatever, i already know about it anyways."

"about what then?" jeongguk says.

"about this." jimin says back as he puts up his right hand from his pocket to point his index finger at jeongguk's tummy, more like touching it.

the younger tenses at the sudden touch, even if he's all clothed he can still feel the older's warmth just through the tip of his finger.

he shakes his head and swats away jimin's finger. he blows off his bangs that are covering his eyes then crosses his arms tightly.

jimin tries to choke on his laugh, "oh cheer up, jeonggukie. it's nothing to be ashamed of." he says, pinching the younger's cheek only to be shove again.

"of course it's nothing to be ashamed of." jeongguk mocks jimin's words, "since you're not me."

"whoops?" jimin cutely says and chuckles afterwards.

"come with me if you still want to live." he adds, starting to walk off.

"there must be another option." jeongguk leans back on the wall, waiting for the other's reply.

jimin glares back which jeongguk only finds it adorable. he then stomps to jeongguk's direction and forcefully takes a hold of his wrist, "you're coming with me mister."

the next thing he knows, he was being drag by his partner. jeongguk didn't bother, in fact, he planned this. if he was being hard to get to the older he'll just force him things and here it was. jimin holding jeongguk's wrist.

jeongguk finds his warmth really relieving like all his thoughts is being washed away just by feeling his warm skin touching his own.

while jimin is busy dragging the other to various turns, jeongguk takes this chance to slip his hand up, making him hold the older's hand. the younger finds himself smiling at the warmth then intertwine their fingers.

❁

cuteness overload :")