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CHAPTER ONE
scene : one

the wind lightly blew on the window curtains as the sun started to rise, causing the birds to chirp and warmth to fill the once chilly room. in laid a boy with beautiful tan skin on a messy bed with white sheets and random flower petals sprinkled on top. above the bed on a shelf sat flower pots filled with only the finest of home grown flowers, hence the flower petals on the bed. as the boy fluttered his eyes open, eyelashes resembling a butterfly's wings, he felt the warmth from the sunlight on his face. he knew that winter was finally gone and spring will be starting very soon.

as a yawn escaped his mouth he stretched his arms and looked out the window. his eyebrows knitted together when he saw a red car that he didn't recognize parked outside, door wide open with what looked like a man digging in the trunk pulling out bags and suitcases.

"fuck," the boy whispered his eyes growing wide, realization hitting him.
"fuck, fuck, fuck!"

the boy scambled up and hurriedly put on clothes, a loose white sweater paired with yellow shorts. he then made his bed quickly and tried to make his room as nice as he possibly could in the few minutes he most likely had left. he proceeded to run downstairs, not forgetting to grab a peach from the fruit bowl as he made his way outside.

there he saw his father and mother kindly greeting the man who owned the red car. the boy still had yet to see his face. he decided to stand to the side patiently waiting for his parents to introduce him to the male. he took a small bite of his peach, enjoying the sweet and savory flavor it brought to his tastebuds,
"taehyung?"

the boys eyes shot up as he heard his name being called by an unfamiliar voice, it was the man with the red car. peach juice dripped down his chin as he stood in shock, admiring the blonde beauty in front of him.

"ah yes, my apologies son i didn't see you there. taehyung this is yoongi. he'll be staying with us for the spring and summer, to help me with work, as i told you a few weeks ago."

taehyung quickly whipped the peach juice that was still lingering on his chin with the back of his hand as he politely waved to the man.
"it's nice to meet you, yoongi." taehyung said, shyly looking at the ground.

"and to you as well."

taehyung's eyes wided as he heard yoongi's voice. it was deep yet soft, rough yet soothing. something he wanted to hear for the rest of his life. something he definitely wanted to hear whilst the man was in pleasure. a deep blush stained the tan boy's cheeks as he tried to shake away the naughty thoughts that seemed to just keep coming back into his head.

taehyung was still looking down, but out of the corner of his eye he could see yoongi staring at him. his knees started to shake a bit, the nerves of having a gorgeous man stare at you getting the best of him.
"do you want to unpack your stuff, yoongi?" taehyung's dad asked giving him a small smile. yoongi nodded his head politely. taehyung and his family, along with yoongi, made their way into the house. yoongi looked around at the decor, adrmiring the vintage feel of the place.

"taehyung, can you show yoongi where he will be staying? me and your mother have a bit of work to do. if you don't mind." taehyungs father asked. the boy said a quiet 'sure' and gestured yoongi to follow him up the stairs.

as they walked through the hallway yoongi looked at the pieces of artwork hanging a bit crookedly on the walls, giving the place a somewhat homey feel. taehyung stoped at a slightly open door and turned around to yoongi.

"this is your room."
he opened the door widely letting yoongi walk in first. "i apologize for the mess, i woke up a bit late..." taehyung said a nervously. "over there,"
taehyung pointed to a door next to the restroom.
"is where my room is, well actually where we are right now is my room but it's yours now for the time being." taehyung chuckled. yoongi gave him a puzzling look.

"oh, well you see this room is bigger and the heater is broken in the room that i'll be staying in, it gets kind of cold at night so..."
"ah, i see. thank you." yoongi said, crashing onto the bed and letting out a small groan. taehyung's mouth opened slightly a quiet gasp escaping.
"i'm sorry, wish we could talk more but i'm quite tired. the time zone i was once in is a lot different from the one i'm in right now."
taehyung nodded his head understandably.
"i'll leave you to it."

as taehyung walked towards his room he unconsciously swayed his hips, catching yoongi's attention. the man bit his lower lip while staring at the boy's ass. "damn." yoongi said breathlessly.

"what was that?" taehyung turned around, his head going to the side as he looked at the older man curiously. yoongi slightly shook his head, waving off the boy. taehyung shrugged his shoulders as he opened the door into his room, not forgetting to close it behind him.

"guess this is my room now." taehyung mumbled looking around the bland room. no posters, no cds, nothing, not even his beloved flowers. he made a mental note to move some of his stuff from his old room into his new one when he had the chance.

to pass time taehyung looked through the small desk that sat in the corner of the room. dusk covered it since it hasn't been touched in over years. he opened one of the drawers to find a medium sized notebook, none of the lined paper seemed to have been in use. a smile stretched across the boy's face as he knew that the journal will be occupying his thoughts for the —most likely— boring spring and summer to come. a sigh espaced his mouth as his stomach rumpled, telling him to get something more to eat. he grimaced as he remembered that the only way out of his room was to walk into yoongi's. taehyung's stomach rumpled once again and he knew he would just have to suck it up and enter the man's room, he should be asleep anyways.

as he was about to open the door he heard quiet moans. afraid that the man might have be in pain, taehyung opened the door and peaked his head out. the sight that he saw made his breath hitch.

yoongi had his eyes shut, hand touching somewhere that taehyung was too shy to talk about, soft pants came out of man's mouth and that's when taehyung had enough.

"fuck," taehyung said as he shut the door quietly.
"fuck, fuck, fuck."

let's just say, for the rest of the day taehyung refused to come out of his room, nervous of seeing what he saw earlier again, he wasn't sure if his hormones or he himself could handle seeing such a  sight once more.

taehyung hoped that the spring summer will be maybe memorable for once. he hoped to possibly learn more about the man that will now be living only a thin wall away from him.

he really hoped.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 12, 2018 ⏰

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