he created me ᵛᵐᵒⁿ

chapter 9

¤Each with a missing piece or two. They were his pieces¤

Taehyung awoke, it had been two weeks since Namjoon offered to put him back to rest. Nothing had changed, Namjoon kept working and would rarely leave his room. When he did it was in the middle of the night and he would sleep for only a few hours.

Taehyung got into the habit of waking up whenever he heard the familiar squeak of the floor boards in front of the lab. 

The padding of feet alerted Tae that Namjoon was going to bed. Tae got up from his own bed and walked to his own door. He pressed his ear against the door as he heard Joon walk around a second before he heard him enter his own room.

Tae waited a second before carefully opening his own door and walking to his door. He slipped into the open door and walked to the lump on the bed already deeply breathing. He carefully  laid down and wrapped the covers around himself careful not to touch or disturb Namjoon.

"Don't think you're so clever" a deep sleepy voice said behind him. 

Tae froze and didn't even breath. "sneaking in here every night. Did you not think about why you wake up alone"

Tae didn't say anything and opted for pretending that he was already asleep. He felt the weight shifting and Namjoon's breath on his neck.

"I know you are awake" the deep breath thick breath rolled over him.

Taehyung didn't say anything just squirmed a little uncomfortable. The scientist rolled onto his back. "I know you feel lonely" he began "honestly this is what I am, a workaholic."

"I tend to forget about others feelings, I'm impulsive and I do unnecessary tasks" he was having a mini counseling session with the creature, he felt bad about calling him that. He was now more than just his creature. Don't get him wrong he was still his, it just felt wrong to refer to him as a creature when he named him Taehyung for a reason.

Tae sat in the cool dark room turned on his side so that Joon couldn't see him. He didn't know what to say so he just let him talk. It was comfortable and domestic and really freaking early in the morning.

"I want to study you more and spend time with you to understand you, but I have so many other things that need to be taken care of as of late" Namjoon stared at the white ceiling. His hand crept through the covers seeking the warmth Taehyung emitted.

The younger honestly felt kind of saddened that he wasn't his priority. He knew that the other had a life outside of him and their bubble, but he wanted his attention. He knew that he was an affectionate being and honesty loved being doted on and being around people. Even if the only two people that could stand around him and not scream were two scientist that probably wanted to probe around in his brain.

"I'm sorry I'll try harder to be independent" Tae barely whispered out. He stayed in his curled position on the very edge of the bed. He was too scared to be any closer to the intimidating male. He could picture the deep blues and rich purple shadows across his face.