"His hair was tuffs of beautiful black which flowed softly in the breeze as he ran, and it was straight strands which cradled his soft cheeks of baby fat. He was barefoot, no cares in the world as he ran and crunched the leaves and there was so muc...
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"Would you mind staying?
It's getting late, but I will visit you soon
So just try to get through"
°T°
19 Years Old
Taehyung would come and go from then on and Yoongi didn't mind... Not one bit. Because his beautiful blue eyes held promise, held hopefulness and that's all he really needed from the boy he cared about so much.
He was there when he needed him, but sometimes... sometimes he'd stay in Yoongi's small apartment for days and others he'd begone. No, Yoongi never knew where exactly Taehyung would go but he didn't have to ask.
Not when his best friend sat next to him on his fluffy couch with pizza at two in the morning watching old movies together.Not when he was able to sit close to the blue eyed boy and just talk about life (even if he talked way more than Taehyung do, Taehyung was a listener with that sweet smile of his).
Nights like this one, Taehyung always came by and spent the night.
Fresh out of the shower, blond hair wet and slicked down, Yoongi slipped on shorts and a worn out graphic tee. And like always Taehyung had already walked in, no bag, never brought a bag because he left clothes here beforehand.
But in his hands was a white plastic bag, take out.
"I picked up some food for us" Taehyung smiled.
And it felt so... domestic... like this was a wife waiting for her beloved husband to come back from work so they can hug and kiss softly as to say hello. It always felt this familiar and close between them. As if Taehyung knew things Yoongi didn't. That mysteriousness that Yoongi looked passed mostly because even though it fogged over Taehyung's form, often was replaced with a warmth within Yoongi's chest instead.
"Get comfy..." Yoongi said lowly, lips in a pout as he approached Tae and the other did the same as well. He grabbed the bag from the taller's bigger, soft hand. Yes, he may have let fingers linger for longer than needed but he was addicted to being near Taehyung.
Taehyung smiled softly, and his eyes held an emoton Yoongi couldn't figure out but he was lulled into the feeling too, Taehyung's fingers resting under his chin as Tae had softly made their eyes lock, "I'll shower then, put a movie on?"
"O-of course" he stuttered, instantly clearing his voice after.
But Taehyung's warmth left quickly as he turned and went down the hall and disappeared into the bathroom. Door shutting with a soft click.
