i'll give you the sun

part 4.

They don't meet until the next week when Yoongi's finally free of his clients. The world has a nasty sense of humour when Yoongi looks down on his watch and the date tells him it's a Thursday. There is a lump in his throat that blocks the words he wants to say and a rock sitting inside of his stomach that just weighs him down.

They've decided to meet in the tea shop they used to frequent before. Yoongi loves it for its tea and Taehyung loves it for its ambiance, and the biscuits, too.

When he gets there, Taehyung has already ordered for two and is half-way through eating half a plate of the mint chocolate biscuits. Taehyung hasn't changed at all.

Taehyung has gotten him a matcha green tea. Yoongi hasn't changed at all, either.

There is a painful tug in his heart that almost pushes Yoongi into Taehyung's arms.

But almost has never been this painful and the world is cruel, so instead, Yoongi slips into the seat opposite Taehyung and smiles at him, pretends that his every nerve isn't on end, his very being aching just to touch Taehyung. They talk like exes that decided they would be amicable after the split. Yoongi has switched his phone off and it might be four months too late but at least Yoongi's finally making Taehyung his number one priority instead of work. The first twenty minutes is a little bit awkward and it feels wrong, too, because they've never been awkward.

They met for the first time when Yoongi was eighteen and Taehyung sixteen at a family dinner that they were both bored out of their minds of. They talked, and talked, and laughed, and even managed to bribe one of the waiters into giving them wine. It was the best time Yoongi's had all summer, getting slightly drunk with a sixteen year old boy who was all big smiles and cheeky grins.

And they met a lot more times after that dinner party until all their casual coffees and internet café hangouts – the latter almost lasting all of the afternoon til the wee hours of the morning, their voices hoarse from constantly throwing curses at all the idiots they were playing against – became actual dates with hand holding and kisses.

Contrary to the popular belief of their friends, Yoongi had not made the first move. Taehyung was well into his way of hitting seventeen and Yoongi was nineteen. Taehyung had been a boy two years his junior who always came up to him with a toothy grin and an endless stream of, "Treat me, treat me, treat me!". There's no definite point in time where Yoongi knew exactly what was happening between them because before he even thought about it, his heart had already started to soften for Taehyung, had opened its chambers and given room for the boy to crawl in and find his own corner to call home.

Taehyung had kissed him first that one night just as Spring started to settle around them, the flowers slowly blossoming and the air feeling that little bit warmer. Taehyung had kissed him just after their after school learning program that never failed to make Yoongi feel like death. Taehyung had kissed him just after everyone had trickled out of the building and a minute before they got the call from their drivers that they were outside already.

Yoongi hadn't had the chance to kiss him back because Taehyung had already pulled away, red cheeks and a nervous laugh erupting from him. Yoongi hadn't given Taehyung the chance to feel embarrassed or shy, just grabbed his hand and pulled him along to the exit.

Yoongi found it quite hard to let go of Taehyung's hand when the time came to do so. Taehyung's hand was soft and his fingers just the right length to slot perfectly into the spaces of his own.

The next night during cram school, Taehyung had dropped by Yoongi's classroom to say hello, all bright eyes and even brighter smile. Yoongi had known then that Taehyung had an effect on him that nobody else had. That wasn't the turning point but maybe there's never been a turning point because he was always drawn to Taehyung, and Taehyung to him, and as such, things just naturally fell together just as the stars had designed for them.