atelophobia | kth + jhs

11

Taehyungs fingers brushed against Hoseoks warm hand, the two were walking side by side down the road towards a park.

It was best not to talk about what had happened, Taehyung noticed the way Hoseoks body still occasionaly hiccuped whilst his hands would grip onto the edge of his jumper.

Taehyung couldn't stand seeing it. His fingers slid perfectly between Hoseoks, pressing his palm against the other boys securing them together.

The smaller boy looked up above the hair dusted over his eyes, glancing between his slightly shaking hands interwined with Taehyungs slim fingers, almost too slim.

Upon upon entering the park Taehyung bought them over to a bench, making sure it was clean before gently helping Hoseok sit down comfortabley.

It was silent. But a nice silent. This is what Hoseok needed. The calming sound of the trees rustling in the wind was one of the odd things Hoseok loved to listen too, the wind which would scatter hair across his face whilst he gently shut his eyes would immediately give Hoseok a sense of peace and calm.

"Hoseok," Taehyung breathed out. Slowly opening his eyes, Hoseok sat silently waiting for Taehyung to continue. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

"No.", Hoseoks answer was definite, he didn't feel comfortable with the situation, and he knew Taehyung would respect that.

"Okay. That's alright." Taehyung whispered, eyes not leaving Hoseoks face like it was the most fascinating thing on earth.

"Baby, look at me." Taehyung leaned forward so his chin was resting on Hoseoks shoulder, big eyes looking up at closed ones.

"What is it?" Hoseok looked down, feeling the heat in his cheeks increase as both faces were rather close. He should be used to this by now. he should be used to Taehyungs constant skinship, he should be used to all the pet names.

"Don't be sad." Taehyung stuck his bottom lip out in a attmept to make Hoseok smile at least the slightest.

Sighing, Hoseok gently run his thumb over the top of taehyungs hand. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this"

lie.

"This is the first time it's happened,"

lie.

"it probably won't happen again."

lie.

Taehyungs eyes saddened, yet they quickly regained colour as he didn't want to dull the mood.

"Even if it does, you have me!" He threw his arms in the air smiling widely, his mouth Hoseok noticed formed a rectangle shape. Hoseok smiled, looking down at his shoes not wanting to admit Taehyung was the cutest thing he had ever come across.

"Let's not talk about it anymore. Why don't you tell me something you enjoy doing?" Taehyung asked, resting back against the park bench watching as Hoseok did the same.

Deep in thought, Hoseok didn't actually know. "I guess... I used to dance," Hoseok hesitantly spoke, letting out a dry chuckle, "But not as much. I've lost interest."

"What? you lost interest?" Taehyung gasped, "I bet you were amazing!"

"I wasn't that good, Taehyung."

"No, i'm sure my baby boy was amazing! you'll have to show me one day." Taehyungs smile reached to his eyes, the excitement and genuine interest seeping into each and every word.

"I'm really not-

"If it's the last thing we do, i'm getting you to dance for me."