❝CAELUM ARTIST❞ ❀ TAEKOOK

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CAELUM

noun, genitive Cae·li [see-lahy, -lee] /ˈsi laɪ, -li/. Astronomy.

Its name means “chisel” in Latin, and it was formerly known as Caelum Scalptorium. A faint constellation in the southern sky.

Closing the book marked page of "The Night Sky — Star Wheel", Taehyung swiftly removed his glasses and put the book back on the shelf. The library is one of Taehyung's comfort zones and gives him the amount of inspiration he needs. He works as an Artist in his own adobe and displays them around restaurants and museums around the world. Studied abroad in the Americas and traveled to Mexico for extra education.

Taehyung sighed for the tenth time today and thanked the librarian for her help. When he walked out of his go-to place and headed to the Café, where he promised his friends to meet up. Feeling his phone vibrate in his pocket, he reached his hand to grab it until,

Someone tried slapping it off his hand.

"Hey, hey, sweet thang!" the male chirped, his friends cackling from behind. Taehyung shrunk under their terror and clutched his device "W-what do y-you want, J-jungkook?" he whispered. The brunette scoffed at his voice and elbowed his friend "S-something i-is w-wrong with l-little T-T-taehyung," he mocked "how about I teach you how to speak properly? Pick my fist or all of us?"

"Didn't know you needed two other people to gang up on someone, Kook." two figures approached the group. When Taehyung heard their voices, he let out a sigh of relief when Jung Hoseok and Kim Seokjin stood in front of him. His red headed friend sized Jungkook up and gave him the most cold-blooded glare ever "How about I teach you to learn how to get your head out of that non-existent ass you got? Maybe that will make you realize how much shit you're full of." he threatened.

Jungkook's short blue-haired friend snickered "Go back to the stalls, horse-face." Seokjin stared down at the midget and pulled Hoseok behind him, "Go back to your mother's hole—wait, that's right, you have no mother." he snapped. Yoongi—the midget— was about to jump him when Jungkook stopped him "Let's go guys, there's no need to waste our time on them. See you later, Taehyung~" he waved, walking off with a fuming Yoongi.

"Guys, you didn't have to..." Taehyung mumbled. Hoseok embraced him and smiled "It's not that we had to, it's that we wanted to, Tae. You need to learn how to stand up for yourself, really." he frowned. Taehyung stared at the ground, shaking his head.

"You still working for that prick?" Seokjin asked, earning a nod from the silverette.

"He pays me a fair amount of money, enough for my aunt..." he reasoned. Taehyung's only family that will truly accept him for who he is, is his aunt. His parents had disowned him after he pursued Art, saying that it's too useless for an unartistic person like him. His aunt lives all the way in Daegu with her two dogs, and often gets in touch with him.

Nuzzling his face into his hoodie, the trio headed to their meeting place, discussing about their routines and daily life. Seokjin was like the mother he never had, he cares for him, makes sure he's eating well, and sometimes babies him. Seokjin and him met in College, specifically in the music room. He caught him with a tray of hamburgers and only eating the meat, which caused the older to choke and apologize.

Hoseok is like an overprotective brother. Taehyung always wanted to follow his footsteps back in High School, always cheerful and helpful towards everyone. Hoseok is a strange person, indeed.

A person with an alter-ego.

He may seem all smiles and rainbows, but Taehyung has seen the other side of him during their sophomore year. He was going to meet up with his friend, Minho, when he heard the lockers rattle with force. He didn't mean to look, but he had seen Hoseok smashing someone's head into the lockers, kicking them repeatedly in the stomach. He had spotted Taehyung and it seemed like his conscious had returned and apologized repeatedly. From then on, they stuck together and Hoseok always stood up his bullies for him.

Taehyung doesn't know how they managed to stay with him for this long, but he's grateful for them. Upon arriving at the Café, the smell of treats filled his nostrils and he sighed in content. Seokjin patted his head "You guys go sit, I'll bring you the usual." he smiled, jumping off. Hoseok picked the corner of the room that had light brown curtains with pink carnations to decorate the table. Taehyung sat down on one side while Hoseok in the other, reaching for the pack of sugar "So the Park's, huh? Is that Jimin kid treating you right?" he asked.

Taehyung had forgotten that Hoseok doesn't know about the Hospital visits. Seokjin had found out when they found his number in his phone, he got to see the pink flesh of his neck and chest. The silverette nervously laughed and hesitantly nodded, earning a proud smile from the red head. Seokjin came back with a tray of food "Vanilla Bean with Cinnamon sprinkle and a slice of Ice Cream cake for Taehyung," he set the drink down and the chocolate covered pastry "white Chocolate Mocha for Hobi," he handed him the cup. Finally he set three slices of Angel Cake on the table, sitting next to Hoseok "And these for me!" he laughed.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you get diabetes one day, hyung..." Hoseok arched his eyebrow, sipping his drink. Taehyung happily drank his Vanilla Bean and cut his cake into smaller pieces "Hyungs, what do think Jimin likes? He's asking me to draw something he likes..." he asked. They both seemed to be in thought about the question, coming up with no answer "I don't even know the kid, honestly. Ask his parents or something." Hoseok suggested

Seokjin choked on his cake and Taehyung handed him his drink, which he gladly drank off of. Hoseok blinked twice and smiled awkwardly "Was it something I said?" Taehyung was handed back his drink and shook his head.

"That's a nice suggestion, hyung...but I can't communicate with his family, strict rule –" Seokjin slapped his mouth shut, a panicked expression on his face. Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows and went to throw away his now empty cup.

Taehyung removed his hand off his mouth, rubbing his stinging mouth. Seokjin gave him a death glare, knowing that he was about to get scolded.

"Don't be dropping hints! You know damn well Hoseok will kill Park Jimin if he finds out you're his slave! "

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First chapters are always hard to work on. It took me who knows how long to write this whole thing 😥 if you liked this first chptr, drop a comment or leave a vote !!