control ◎ taegi

the sleeping arrangements

Yoongi observed his boyfriend from across the room. Taehyung had taken to fiddling his thumbs in his chair, in Yoongi's study, in his house, in their usual sessions. He smiled, and watched him fumble under the scrutiny of the elder.

"Calm down, Taehyung. I'm not going to bite." Yoongi tilted his head. He wrote something down on his wad of paper.

"What are you writing?"

Taehyung was ever observant when it came to counselling sessions.

"Nothing."

"You wrote something, what was it?"

"Nothing for you to worry about."

"What is it?" Taehyung started to get annoyed. Yoongi tutted.

"Behave."

His dark face made Taehyung curl up into his usual fidgeting posture, a barely visible pout etching his lips. Yoongi swallowed dryly before speaking again.

"Taehyung.. do you want to move in with me?"

Said boy was preoccupied with picking at the material of a nearby cushion. He spoke absentmindedly.

"Aren't I already living with you?"

Yoongi glanced out of the window.

"I know, but I meant officially."

"Well, sure."

"You do know what that means don't you?"

"What?"

"You'll have to stay in the same house as me.."

"I already do that."

"..Live with me.."

"I do that too."

"..Sleep in the same bed as me.."

Silence.

Yoongi narrowed his eyes, listening out for a reaction from Taehyung.

The younger didn't seem to have one. but that was odd. Yoongi was sure he had just said a particularly controversial statement, and Taehyung was- oh.

The young boy had gone bright red under his hair, and had attempted to cover it up by fiddling with the individual tufts. Yoongi smirked to himself, and lay his paper aside. He began walking over to him, purposefully, slowly, just what he knew made Taehyung startle and fidget further.

Taehyung started at the sight of Yoongi's black shoes.

"Does that make you feel embarrassed, Taehyung?" Yoongi leant down to his ear. "The thought of me sleeping next to you?"

Taehyung shook his head but stayed deathly still. If he moved, he risked colliding with Yoongi and creating a very sticky situation. Unfortunately, Yoongi leant down further and made that situation a reality.

"Wh-why would I care?"

He stammered. Taehyung barged past the prison that was Yoongi's arms. He ran out, face blazing.

Yoongi leant on the arm of the chair with a smirk playing across his lips.

"We'll see soon, Taehyung."