"I like you, and I like him".
In which an only child with broken speech, a feisty asexual & a lonely addict run into each other more than once.
start: 2018
end: [?]
✰ cover made by @tzuwinkle ✰
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Taehyung breathed out heavily, slamming his apartment door shut. He and Jimin had said their goodbyes merely fifteen minutes ago and Taehyung had rushed back to his flat in that time, wanting to be alone as soon as possible. As the door fell shut and his heart began beating back in a normal peace, he leaped onto the couch, wanting nothing more than peace and quiet for the rest of the day- or year.
But sadly enough, the apartment complex was never too quiet. His left neighbors were at it again, the bedpost slamming against his kitchen wall, making his glasses and utensils cling against each other. His upstairs neighbor was a beginning tap dancer and was always tap dancing away on his floor, making Taehyung often glare up at the annoying sounds coming from the ceiling. And then there was the hard rock and screamo fanatic dude who lived on the opposite side of the hallway who loved having his door open to let everyone enjoy his wonderful throat hurting screams. One day, Taehyung thought, he would have his revenge on all these people.
He would stab every condom packet the couple next to him had with a tiny needle so they wouldn't find out. Then he'd go upstairs and burn all the tap shoes while also smashing the stereos of his hallway neighbor and maybe frisbee some metal cd's out of the window to land under some cars. And then when he saw all of his neighbor cry out of sorrow, he would sit in his moving truck, laughing all the way until he would arrive at his new place.
If only.
He finally kicked off his shoes and let his feet dangle out of the couch since his body was taller than all of his small compact furniture. Even his bed was a bit too small but he had learned to sleep in a fetus position so it wouldn't bother him too much. As he had made himself comfortable on the couch, he stared at the crumpled notes of money on his little coffee table. This was the money he had made by selling some of his old art, the one he had cherished for a long time. It hadn't brought up a lot, and the emotional worth had been a lot more than what he got out of it. But he figured if the money could buy him food and liquor, it'd all be fine.
The green haired male groaned as a knock came from his front door. He really didn't want to get off the couch and certainly not to socialize with people. He was quite an antisocial guy, so he really had his social bar filled already by just hanging out with Jimin and Jungkook.
"What is it", he groaned, hoping the person at the door would be scared off by his annoyed mood and would come back another time. Sadly, this wasn't a person that could be scared away easily.
"Get your ass here and open the fucking door", he heard a voice yell back which made him sit up straight immediately.
Yoongi?
He hesitantly went to the door and opened it, peeking between the small crack to see his old friend standing on the other side of it. The door was then pushed open, making Taehyung stumble a bit backwards and frown at his friend, "What are you doing here?"
"Can't I visit my friend once in a while?", Yoongi said and sat down on the small couch, signalizing Taehyung to come sit beside him.
The younger huffed and closed the door before walking over to the couch.
"I haven't seen you in four months and you know why", Taehyung retorted, leaning back against the headrest of the couch, "So you're definitely here with a reason and I don't think I want to hear it".
Yoongi sat up, "Look Tae, I'm only here because Yugyeom asked me to fetch you, alright. We're short on sellers and you were one of our best so he wants you back".
He noticed the younger boy's jaw tightening and sighed, "You know how stubborn he can be". And he heard a scoff coming from Taehyung.
"That infant dares calling me back after practically throwing me out. Did you know how much I suffered? I suddenly was jobless and couldn't afford a thing. But I'm good now. I'm on the right path. I'm being legal and everything", Taehyung stated matter of factly and noticed Yoongi's eyebrows arch, "I'm serious! I even have a job now and it pays enough for the rent. I'll just have to save up some money to buy food and all that but that's alright. Maybe I can quit smoking and drinking this way".
Yoongi barked out a laugh and clapped the younger on the back, "Funny Taehyung, real funny. Should I let Yugyeom know you're doing it again?"
Taehyung frowned and pushed Yoongi's hand away from him before getting out of the couch.
"I'm being serious here Yoongi. I don't want that life again. I'm being good for once and I feel proud of it. So go tell Yugyeom that he can stick his hand up his ass and maybe he can find another drug seller there".
With that he walked to the front door and opened it, showing Yoongi that he really wanted the other out.
"You're making a mistake Taehyung", the older spoke, hands stuffed in his pockets as he neared the door.
"I am a mistake but that doesn't stop me from setting things right", he growled, slamming the door once the older was out.
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my new fanfictions will all be bottom kook or switch taekook and everyone better not be snappy about it cause i have 15 other fanfictions that are all topkook (￣ー￣)
