Swings and Stars (BoyxBoy: BTS Fanfiction) [Completed]

I Think I'm Better than Hoseok

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Finally he heard the sound of the door close.

Seokjin ran out of the room, to see Taehyung yawning, pulling his coat and shoes off.

"Oh, hey Jin." He greeted lazily.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me you were going out? I was worried sick!" Seokjin shouted.

"I'm sorry it was-"

"Where were you?"

"If you let me get a word in then maybe I'd tell you!" Taehyung snapped. Seokjin scoffed, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. "I was at Hoseok's place, he invited me around."

"Didn't I say that you shouldn't talk to him?" Seokjin growled.

"Look, you're not my mum, okay? Screw this, I'm going to bed." Taehyung grumbled, stomping out of the doorway and making his way past Seokjin. Seokjin's eyes followed behind Taehyung as he moved past. He couldn't let Taehyung go, not again. Seokjin dived forward grabbing ahold of Taehyung's arm and stopping him in his path. Taehyung turned around frustrated. "Hey, what are you doing?" He grunted, yanking his arm from Seokjin's grasp.

Seokjin dived forward, grabbing onto Taehyung and slamming him into the wall. Taehyung blinked up at Seokjin surprised, his eyes wide. Seokjin gulped, the proximity between the two almost unbearable.

"Jin?" Taehyung uttered, voice small.

"Do you know how fucking hard it is? How hard it is watching you and him? How hard it is to hear that you're going over his house late and me not even knowing?"

"Hyung, I'm sorry..."

"How hard it is..." Seokjin began, taking a deep breath. His hands either side of Taehyung's head, resting against the wall. "...hiding everything I've felt for three years?" He breathed. Taehyung tilted his head, confused. "I think I'm better than Hoseok... Please..." Seokjin barely said above a whisper, his voice hoarse, moving a hand to Taehyung's cheek. Taehyung stared at the hand, his head remaining frozen.

"...W-what are you trying to say, Jin-?"

Seokjin dived forward, pressing his lips against Taehyung's. Seokjin had been thinking about doing this for so long and now; the feeling of Taehyung's lips against his was barely believable. Taehyung's lips felt so warm against his; so smooth, so beautiful. Seokjin slowly moved his hands up to wind into Taehyung's hair, his eyes fluttered closed.

But it was short-lived.

Taehyung flinched, his eyes wide in shock, as he processed what Seokjin was doing and shoved Jin off of him. Taehyung leaned against the wall unsteadily, his cheeks being washed over in red. "I..." He began, lost for words. Seokjin stared back, standing in front of him nervously. "W-What i-is this J-Jin?" He stammered, his eyes wide as he slowly processed the events, hands steadying himself against the wall as he took in heavy breaths.

"I... I'm in love with you Taehyung," Seokjin confessed, his fists clenched into tight balls. "I've been in love with you for years." Seokjin's eyes flickered up nervously to meet Taehyung's, watching as the other gulped, his eyes frozen on Seokjin.

Taehyung's body stiffened, his hand reaching up to his lips to feel over where Seokjin's were placed only a few minutes before. Taehyung's mind scattered, unable to think properly. "Jin," he began, voice trembling. "I'm sorry... I-I didn't expect..." He stammered. "I've... I've got to go..." He mumbled, wiping his lips as he ran out of the front door as fast as he could.

As the door slammed closed, Seokjin felt the energy leak from his body, the only feeling flooding him was the cold, hard rejection that he'd always feared. He began to sink to his knees, holding onto the wall to keep him from collapsing. It didn't take long before he felt tears fall from the brims of his eyes. Once one fell, before he knew it, he began to sob. The tears wouldn't stop. The deathly silence around him made him feel so much more alone as he curled into a ball in the floor, weeping his heart out.