cancer ;; [taekook]

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"you've got the best of me."

Jungkook had always find Taehyung beautiful, since they were just kids.

The boy had two bright and curious eyes, always looking at everything he could; bright, even if they were a color so dark, which couldn't ever hide a single emotion.

He had a face so perfect, a skin so soft he had Jungkook question how it could be at the touch so much times they were countless.

But his favourite thing was the smile.

Taehyung had a smile so beautiful, with the perfect rose-colored lips, he always  got people question if he was real, if he wasn't angel.

Even thought Jungkook knew Tae was a human, he always thought the other was an actual angel, his angel.

Funny how he never thought that he loved, or how much he loved, the other, not until he found himself looking at his closest friend, thinking how much he wanted to kiss those lips in front of him, harder than he ever wanted to kiss someother's.

Is it normal?, he asked himself. Am I wrong?

Tae used to tell him quite a lot "you're wrong just if you think you are. Nobody can ever tell you if you're right or wrong, or how you can feel yourself. Because they probably feel wrong too, everybody does, don't you know?, and because you have to stand for youself... Someone can protect you, can save you, but you have to fight for yourself and for the love you should give to you... No one can do it if you don't do it first"

Apparently, everywhere you go, in the whole planet, you can't find a society who thinks that men could feel this way. Weak, you know.

They say these emotions are for girls, which are more emotional, more weak.

Jungkook had find himself thinking these were bullshits.

If he tought about his mom, he could never find a weak part in the beautiful strong woman she was.

He always thought women were the strongest humans on the planet, but men like him? Who love people they shouldn't love, who feel also weak, but also strong? Is his virility in danger if he cries? Does it really matter?

"Humans are crazy," he said once sitting on the sofa, with his legs under Taehyung's. "Crack up once in while, but always find the courage to stand up again he keep on living; sometimes, even with a smile."

"What a deep man we have here" Tae said back, with his usual smile.

"I found it in a book once... I find it true, don't you think?"

"Yeah... But not for everyone. Not everyone is strong enough to stand up and fight" said the boy, with an inch of bitterness in his voice, probably thinking about his dad. Or his mom.

They didn't like each other at the very start. They were kids, but they found anyway something different in the other, and disliked it for some reason.

But the got along anyway. Why? Because they both had lost a parent, or was losing it. That was the only thing the had in common, but it was enough.