journeys ⚣ kth + jjk

viii

— day two
— presents

— 10:36am, 161225
"jungkookie!" taehyung whispered, reaching out and poking jungkook's cheek. "jungkook, come on." he huffed, frowning at the sleeping boy on the opposite side of his bed. taehyung had insisted for jungkook to sleep in his bed, and jungkook had finally cooperated — after twenty minutes of playful bickering. they had slept on opposite sides of the bed, but jungkook had fallen asleep quickly, much to taehyungs disappointment. "baby, wake up," taehyung whined, poking jungkook's nose. he chuckled as jungkook scrunched his face up, sniffing and sighing. taehyung cooed softly at the sleeping boy in front of him, messing his light brown hair around some more.

taehyung shook his head, lost in his thoughts. taehyung could write a whole novel just about jungkook's pretty lips, or shy smiles. the way his eyes sparkled when he talked about art, the way his pale skin sparkled in certain lights.

jungkook was perfect in every way.

a real life work of art that taehyung wanted to protect and cherish forever.

jungkook stirred, rubbing his hands across his tired face. "morning, babyboy." taehyung chuckled, sitting up. "t-tae?" jungkook's voice croaked, just adding to the soft appeal of jungkook in the mornings — something taehyung loved, and hoped he could wake up to every day. taehyung hummed, pulling the crisp white sheets off of himself. "w- when did i fall asleep?" his eyes were wide, looking at taehyung with a face of astonishment. "i'm not sure — you fell asleep before i did, so about 2am? sorry if it was late." taehyung smiled, moving across the bed, closer to jungkook.

he pulled the younger in for a tight hug, the younger automatically wrapping his arms around taehyung's waist. they stayed like that for a while, just enjoying the simple atmosphere of something so pure, so lovely. a feeling of complete bliss for the both of them.

jungkook pushed taehyung back, causing the older to fall onto his back, the soft mattress cushioning his back. jungkook climbed on top of the older's frame, burying his head in taehyung's shoulder, and legs tangled with taehyung's. taehyung opened his mouth to speak, his hands finding their way to jungkook's back. "—shut up, i'm comfy." jungkook sighed, latching onto taehyungs body like an animal. taehyung smiles at the cuteness. taehyung giggled "you child." he stated, humour in every word.

taehyung grinned. finally, jungkook seemed completely comfortable with him. jungkook was so relaxed, initiating skinship himself. it seemed, whatever barrier jungkook had been putting up as long as taehyung had known jungkook (which wasn't actually very long) he had finally put down, and jungkook wasn't scared to do what he liked around taehyung.

"jungkook, you do realise its christmas day right?" taehyung chuckled, playing with the youngers soft hair. "what?" jungkook pushed himself off of taehyung. "oh my god, happy christmas taetae." jungkook smiled softly. "i got you something — but, uh—"
"you didn't have to, kook," taehyung smiled, parting the younger's head. "really,"

"but i wanted to. wait here." jungkook slowly arose from the bed, and shuffled shyly across the room towards his bag. "it's not much but—" he pulled out a square-looking object, wrapped in plain brown wrapping paper. "be careful," shy jungkook was back as jungkook reached out, handing the object to an excited looking taehyung. "t-thank you so much jungkookie — i, i don't know what to say."
"just, open it." jungkook played with his fingers, looking down instead of at taehyung's face.

taehyung carefully opened the wrapping (yes,  taehyung was that kind of person), hands almost shanking with excitement. "oh my god — jungkook, you didnt." taehyung's eyes widened, taking the small-ish canvas out of the paper. "is it okay?" jungkook asked, voice small and questioning. "okay? jungkook, you didn't tell me you were this good."

it was taehyung. in his hands was a middle-sized canvas — with taehyung painted on it. he was painted smiling softly, warm colours jumping off of the page. it captured taehyung's likeness perfectly, like a photo. "do you really like it?" jungkook asked, voice shaking slightly out of nervousness. "do i like it?" taehyung laughed, smiling so hard tears pricked at his eyes. "jungkookie, i love it. i love you. you're one of the best artists i've ever seen, really jungkook."
"thank you." jungkook grinned, his teeth showing and eyes crinkling.
"no, thank you." taehyung grinned, still staring at the painting. "wait," taehyung said, placing the picture down carefully, "i'll be back in a minute."

taehyung returned a minute later, with a small box clutched in his large hands. "o-okay, jungkook, you don't have to like it or anything, please tell me if you don't — i really hope you do." he handed the younger the box, waiting patiently for jungkook to open it. "t- thank you," jungkook breathed, shakily reaching for the lid. his long fingers pulled it off, eyes latching onto the thing inside. "oh my god, taehyung, you really didn't—"
"but i wanted to." the elder looked up, eyes locking onto the younger's.

"listen, jungkook. i really really fucking like you," he ran a shaking hand through his soft brown hair, taking deep breaths,"all of you. jungkook. i really think i'm falling in love and i don't know what to do. you're— you're everything i ever needed, and i need a way to thank you for that." taehyung was staring at him, wide eyed and expectant, hoping that jungkook would say something, anything tp either accept or reject taehyung. "taehyung, i— i think i, maybe, maybe like you too? b— but tae i've never been in love and i don't—" taehyung pulled the younger in for a hug, "it's okay, i'll wait, i'll wait until you want to do anything, thats fine, okay?"

taehyung knew he was head over heels in love with the younger, and he knew that jungkook at least liked him. that was enough for taehyung, but taehyung had to wait, and that was fine with taehyung. because waiting is what he was best at.

[not proofread]
im about to go into my history exam uh