i'll give you the sun

part 6.

It's Tuesday and Yoongi knows exactly why his nerves feel on edge. He's going to see Taehyung later and it really shouldn't mean much but it does.

The past week has been a combination of "okay" and "good days".

The past week was filled with nights where he actually got some sleep, not just a fitful five hours of tossing and turning.

And just yesterday Yoongi saw a faint flickering of a few stars in the sky.

The whole day goes by painfully slow with Yoongi suffering throughout every second in all his four meetings for the day. Even drinking coffee takes an awfully long time to do.

There is no lunch with Jeongguk to distract him or reassure him that everything will be fine, hyung, Taehyung hyung invited you after all, right?

And it's not even supposed to be a big thing – it's just a play that Taehyung's class is putting on. Taehyung's class that Yoongi had met on Taehyung's first day last fall. Taehyung's class of students whom he adores, spoils rotten unlike the other teachers who're just doing it for the sake of getting their job done.

So many things have happened since then and most of them Yoongi is unaware about.

Yoongi thinks how it's not supposed to feel like this – like he's an empty house with broken down doors barely hanging off the hinges. He thinks that he's supposed to feel like love and coming home to the comfort of the stars, Taehyung's smile shining as bright as the sun. But things have changed and Yoongi doesn't quite know what to feel, exactly, except that he's excited about tonight – and partly afraid, too.

He stares at his reflection in the window of his car, fixes his tie twice until he decides to just loosen it up. Work is finally over for the day and no calls will come through for the rest of the night, either – Yoongi won't even care if the company goes bankrupt overnight, some things are more important than the career his parents had thrust onto him, their expectations as heavy as the weight of the world.

He pulls up into the parking lot and bumps right into Namjoon, who almost falls off his SUV.

Yoongi helps him with a firm hold around his elbow and a loud bark of laughter that surprises even Namjoon.

"Wow, fuck, good evening to you, too," Namjoon says coolly, as if he hadn't just fallen off his own car.

They meet Seokjin by the entrance and together, the three of them make quite a sight in their tailored suits and expensive watches.

Well, except for Namjoon who came in his scrubs.

"What? This is really comfortable," He says defensively when Seokjin asks just why he hadn't changed out of it. "They're better than pyjamas, seriously, fuck off,"

"Why are we all here, though?" Seokjin asks as they find their way into the school, Yoongi pointing out which turns to take to get to the auditorium. "This feels like we're all headed to an opera, not a fourth grade school play,"

"This is Taehyung's first big school thing ever since he got the job," Namjoon supplies very helpfully.

"We don't even have children," Seokjin groans.

"Now that we know why the rest of us are here, why are you here, Yoongi?" Namjoon raises an eyebrow at him, a smirk slowly making its way across his face.

Yoongi wants to smack him with his left hand, large expensive watch and all.

"For Taehyung," Yoongi mumbles, avoiding the looks the other two are exchanging.

Seokjin walks beside him and places a heavy hand on his shoulder, smiling. "It's really good to have you back, Yoongi."

Yoongi is thankful for the dim lights of the auditorium masking his flushed cheeks.