Really, Baby (I Will Be Just Fine)

16

Well, let’s get ice cream then?” Taeyung suggests, lifting his hand and dabbing the back of it along Hoseok’s forehead and temple. From here, Hoseok can see each and every blemish that decorates Taehyung’s face, like ink that bleeds into the white pages of a notebook, right before they stain everything else with its footprints, the long eyelashes that flutter in the same way Taehyung’s fingertips brush his cheekbones. Hoseok wants to kiss him, but he knows he shouldn’t when he’s in-like with someone else.

Not when he doesn’t memorize the anatomy of Taehyung’s hands. Not yet.

Hoseok finally nods when Taehyung retracts his hand, reality suddenly rushing back and reminding him that this is not A Moment. He nods again for good measure, but mostly to shake himself of his thoughts because he doesn’t want to deal with his heart when it’s heavy.

“Yeah,” he says. “Let’s get some ice cream.”

They walk to the nearest ice cream parlor they can find, which ends up being a shady little store at the end of the street, neighbored by a liquor store that doesn’t really look like they sell liquor and a souvenir shop with dildos in the display.

On the way throughout the city, Taehyung had grabbed his wrist and hopped on his penny board, the same image he’d seen when he and Jimin met up with them this morning. Hoseok takes pride in the fact that it’s his wrist he’s holding this time and compliantly drags Taehyung through the throng of people.

“Since this is a souvenir shop for tourists, are those dildos supposed to represent the country or,” Taehyung drawls, squinting in confusion at the random array of various dildos.

They’re standing in front of the souvenir shop with the ice cream cones in hand. Hoseok wants to understand the display, but the concept is lost on him, and he takes to watching their reflection instead.

“Honestly how is this place still in business,” Hoseok asks, swiping his tongue on his ice cream.

“I think there’s an all-girl’s university nearby,” Taehyung says, wiping his thumb at the corner of his mouth. “I rest my case.”

“Touche.”

There’s a long pause, nothing but the sound of Hoseok’s cone breaking as he bites into the breading. Hoseok thinks they must be an interesting sight: two boys eating ice cream in front of a dildo display. That is, if there were any onlookers to begin with. They’d taken a random turn from the main street and ended up in this strip, devoid of any shoppers. If it were nighttime, Hoseok is sure he’d be skeptical of their safety.

“Have you,” Taehyung starts, breaking the silence timidly. He glances at Hoseok, who’s nothing but expectant as Taehyung hesitates, mouth open slightly. “You’ve given blowjobs before, right?”

Uhm before u read the next chapter I just wanna say dont if u dont not like smut 😏😂