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thank crystal snow for this update not me
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Over the course of the next few days, Jungkook kissed Taehyung.

At least, that's what he would have liked to say.

The truth was, he didn't have one freaking clue on how to even approach that atmosphere. It didn't help that Taehyung decided to gain an intense liking for gardening and spent all his time out in the small flower patch or planting stuff in the countless plant pots he had requested Jungkook to buy (more like, forced).

Jungkook knew he had to do it, and soon too, lest another ‘episode’ occurred. He also knew, that he must not, under any circumstances, get attached himself. This was just a therapeutic procedure him and Seokjin were experimenting on.

On the other hand, he couldn't help but feel a strange yearning towards the elder. Had been feeling it for a couple of days even before the doctor had set him on the task. And the prospect of actually kissing him was, well......scary, if he was honest with himself.

He knew he would do it eventually (His curiosity always got the best of him; he was curious about how the other's lips would feel like). But when? He had no idea. Not yet, apparently.

It's not like he hadn't tried. Because he had. So many times.

But every single time, either he had chickened out, or fate had been against him in his endeavor.

An example?

“Hey Tae, wanna grab coffee?” Jungkook asked the older, who was currently reclining on the couch.

“Mm?” Glancing up from his lit phone screen, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “A coffee? The nearest coffee shop is two miles away, Kook.”

“No, I meant from the kitchen.” Jungkook amended, to which the latter snorted.

“Sure, whatever.” He rolled over, hiding his face from view. Jungkook, silently celebrating, brewed two cups and carried them to the living room.

Now is the time, he thought, seeming as if electricity was buzzing in his brain, turning his thoughts into a strange jumble. It'll be over soon, calm down.

“There you go!” He exclaimed, setting the tray down a little too harsh, making the glass surface tremble.

Taehyung thanked him and scooted over to make room.

“Wow, this is some good stuff.” He commented, taking a sip.

Jungkook nervously chuckled.

Now. Do it now.

He let his gaze drift over to the latter sitting next to him; blonde locks messed up and laying rugged and spiky, bare cheeks and tip of the nose pink from the cold, lower half wrapped in an old duvet, the sweater he was wearing falling just short of his right shoulder, revealing a delicate clavicle.

“Um....what are you staring at, may I ask?”

Jungkook started, realizing he had been openly admiring the latter's lips. He couldn't help it; they looked so enticing, glowing red from the cold and parted slightly.

“N-nothing.” Hurriedly turning his head the other way, he berated himself for being so obvious.

Get your shit together, Jeon. You can do this, C'mon.

Turning back, he subtly moved himself closer to the latter and peeked over his shoulder at the screen Taehyung was bent over.

“Watcha looking at?” He mumbled, pretending to sound interested.

“There's this guy, saying he spotted a UFO. It's all over the news.” Taehyung tilted the phone slightly so that the younger could see a blurry pixelated image.

“Oh, that's nice.” Will resolving once more, he softly nudged the other.

“Hey.” He let that one word slip past his tongue.

Look back. Now. Turn your head and look at me.

And Taehyung did.

But just as Jungkook leaned forward in a highly frenzied state now, the angle proved to be just....wrong. Instead of having them meet their lips, both boys bumped their foreheads with each other and withdrew, hissing from the sudden pain.

“Ow, you okay?” Taehyung grinned.

“Y-yeah.”

More annoyed than in pain, Jungkook slammed the cups back and stormed out, kicking the door on his way, resulting in a smarting toe in addition to the already throbbing forehead.

Yup. All of the other occurrences had pretty much played out the same way, causing Jungkook's mood getting sourer and sourer with each one.

“I'm going up, okay?” Taehyung peeked into his room the following night, seeing the younger sulking on his bed.

“Mmkay...” Not bothering to actually reply, Jungkook pouted in irritation as he heard the stairs creaking, the older climbing them.

Another day wasted. Just freaking peachy.

Sighing, he pulled the soft blanket over himself and closed his eyes, letting himself be swept off into lulled and hushed places far away from his current situation.

A smile curled against his lips as his head nodded off, consciousness rapidly fading away into muted nothingness.

He had forgotten to lock Taehyung's door. And Taehyung didn't know that.

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“ Can I touch your heart？
触れたくても　すり抜けていく someday someday

小さな笑顔が なぜか苦しい
How can I be closer? ”

Can I touch your heart?
Though I want to touch it, it slips through
Oh someday … someday

Your small smile is pained for some reason
How can I be closer?

_Crystal Snow
BTS [防彈少年團]

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A/N: shits boutta go down soon get ready