Taehyung perspective
                              I sat down alone in the cafe something I had been doing for a couple of days now.
                              After that first night I stayed over at Jungkook's house I often went over and we hung out, but, I've never gone alone and I can't decide if I should or if it would just be unwanted.
                              I sulked the whole way home I was worried about Jungkook, I could tell that something was wrong ever since we graduated but I never tried to pry or help him.
                              I sat down on my bed and looked around my room before calling myself an idiot and rushing out the door.
                              I ran most of the way to Jungkook's house but it was a bit far so I soon gave up.
                              It took me about twenty minutes to reach his house, I fought back the part of me that was telling me not to and knocked on the door.
                              I waited but there was no answer, I knocked again but it was the same.
                              I looked around wondering if I should come back some other time but I knew I wouldn't be able to resolve myself again for a while.
                              I decided Instead to just sit on the porch and wait.
                              I spent hours waiting and eventually found myself lying down out of discomfort and boredom.
                              Jungkook perspective
                              I headed home from work exhausted. I slammed the door to my car before heading up to my house.
                              I jumped back a bit when I noticed a body on my porch but soon saw that it was Taehyung.
                              I worriedly rushed to his side and began trying to wake him up, and to my relief he did.
                              I pushed him into my house as he was freezing from his nap.
                              He looked confused but oddly happy when he realized where he was.
                              "Jungkook hyung are you okay?" he said his face going from happy to worried.
                              "Yea I'm fine why?"
                              "Well
You haven't been coming to the cafe lately and I didn't know if something was wrong"
                              "Oh, I just been a little busy with work"
                              "You got a job!" Taehyung half yelled excitedly
                              "Yea, but it's just a boring office job"
                              "Oh that's still cool, well I gotta use the restroom so I'll be right back"
                              When Taehyung got back I asked how he was doing and tried my best to keep the conversation off of me and i think he could tell because he was soon asking a lot of questions.
                              I tried my best to blow most of the questions off but one I just couldn't. He asked me if I had any new paintings and my mind just flickered to the locked room down the hall.
                              "Painting.. is just a hobby I don't have time for it anymore"
                              I looked to Taehyung's face he looked devastated but I'm sure I looked no better.
                              "You can't" he yelled surprising me.
                              "What do you mean I can't?"
                              "You can't give up on it, it's unfair"
                              I sat dumbfounded at what he said as he stormed out of my house, in what way was it unfair.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Paint me 🌹Taekook🌹
Fanfiction"Paint me like one of your french boys" College artist Jeon Jungkook(22) High schooler Kim Taehyung(17) Taekook meet in a cafe and love begins to bloom in the cold weather.
 
                                               
                                                  