i'll give you the sun

final.

Taehyung wakes him up early on Monday morning and drags him outside the balcony to see the sunrise.

He basks in the warmth of the sun, Taehyung pressed close beside him.

It's twenty minutes past six and they're going to be late for work, but Taehyung's got Yoongi pressed against the wall and he isn't fighting, just lets himself melt into the boy and kisses him back just as hard, leaves obvious bruises on his neck, the back of his wrists, everywhere he has access to.

That morning, Taehyung barely makes it to homeroom and Yoongi comes in late, hair a little bit tousled and his tie done perfectly.

--

Jeongguk arrives for lunch as usual, and he's smiling, all big grin and twinkling eyes when he says, "I wanna stuff my face with junk food."

Yoongi groans but knows that the battle is already lost when the little brat bats his eyelashes at him.

--

Taehyung sleeps over more often.

One morning, just as Taehyung slips away early for work, Yoongi notices the distinct touch that Taehyung has left around the house. The TV is on to a music station, the piano pushed to the side of the wall has been dragged to the middle, and the fridge is actually stocked with food. The bed is all ruffled blankets and one of the dressers that they used to share before finds itself almost full with Taehyung's clothes hastily stuffed in there.

An addition to the house that is new is the cat Taehyung had adopted, Harangie.

It's afraid of Yoongi, always scampering off when he walks too close, and Yoongi thinks it's absolutely adorable.

Some nights when Taehyung's too busy to stay over, Yoongi spends it at Taehyung's flat, always asking him to move in already, a request Taehyung replies with, ever patient, that he'll come home in two short months. It's not short at all but he'll wait.

Harangie shuffles from house to house and on a rare night that Taehyung doesn't stay over and Yoongi doesn't spend it at his place, he finds himself sharing the bed with the small cat curled on top of his pillow.

They decide not to tell their friends until Taehyung's moved back in.

It's all a great plan and everything but Yoongi hadn't anticipated Hoseok's complete lack of privacy – the essence of it - in regards to his friend's own home.

They're not even aware that Hoseok had stayed over until the boy greets them in the kitchen, smirk on his face and a cup of coffee raised in honour of them. "Nice morning we're having,"

"Did he break into the house?" Taehyung stutters, pointing at Hoseok.

Yoongi groans, "Yes, but that's not new. How long have you been here?"

Hoseok hums, staring into his coffee. "Well, I got here first, helped myself to some dinner, and retired like an old man to bed. Then I woke up sometime in the middle of the night thinking you were getting robbed – I locked my door, sorry, Yoongi, I'm weak and don't know how to murder people with my bare hands – but then I heard, um, other noises, and – "

"Fuck, fuck, shut the fuck up, Hoseok," Yoongi cuts him off with a sharp look and Taehyung can't help but laugh.

"Does he usually stay over?"

"More often than not, yeah," Yoongi mumbles, still glaring at Hoseok who's sipping innocently on his coffee. "Why don't you ever sleep in your own bed?"

"Oh, about that, I think this is a good a time as any to tell you I was kicked out of my apartment last week," Unbelievably enough, Hoseok is grinning at the both of them as he recounts the sordid details of getting kicked out by the landlady who was kind but couldn't afford to let him stay for free for another month.

"Where's your stuff?" But even before Taehyung finishes his question, Yoongi already knows.

"Oh, god, tell me the guest bedroom is still a guest bedroom,"

Hoseok laughs, "Technically, I'm a guest and it is a room, so,"

He looks at Taehyung for an answer and Taehyung just shrugs his shoulders.

"Well, can I stay?" Hoseok's put the mug down and is now making his way across the kitchen to beseech them at an even closer angle, "Please, please, I'll even buy earplugs, please, I mean, I know it's almost summer but I don't wanna sleep on the sidewalk,"

Yoongi sighs, not really left with a choice.

But Taehyung brightens up, though, like he's just had the brightest idea. "I paid two months advance for my flat,"

He turns to look at Taehyung, an incredulous look on his face, and Taehyung meets his grin with a toothy smile of his own.

From the other side of the counter, Hoseok almost breaks the coffee maker in his excitement, his voice shrill when he proclaims that he's got the best friends ever.

--

They don't tell their friends, not yet, but Jeongguk catches them the next day when he comes to Yoongi's office sometime after work hours.

Taehyung is on his lap, arms around his neck and face so close to him that when Jeongguk clears his throat from behind them, Taehyung almost knocks Yoongi's teeth out from jumping in surprise.

"I'm here for dinner," Jeongguk says, a little bit unsure, eyes darting between the two of them. "I mean, Seokjin hyung told me to tell you to come to his place for dinner,"

"You didn't think about texting?" Yoongi groans, hands tightening around Taehyung. He looks over Taehyung's shoulders to stare at Jeongguk, careful not to call him an idiot, well, not too harshly, anyway. "Or calling?"

The smile, so unabashed and without remorse or shame, breaks through Jeongguk's face when he shakes his head, "Nope, I wanted to see you. Wasn't expecting you'd be busy, though,"

Taehyung clambers out of Yoongi's lap to roll his eyes at Jeongguk, "Okay, we're coming to dinner,"

But Jeongguk doesn't leave even after the heavy stares he receives from the other two.

"What are you waiting for?" Yoongi grumbles, fingers itching to grab hold of Taehyung again.

Jeongguk rocks on the back of his heels, "Well, a ride, of course."

--

They don't have a chance to tell their friends because they don't need to.

They arrive to Seokjin's townhouse, hands clasped between them and smiling.

Jimin greets the both of them, engulfing them in a hug and almost crashing their heads together.

Namjoon raises a bottle of wine to celebrate their getting back together and Hoseok pushes the bottle of wine out of Namjoon's hand to replace it with a bottle of vodka.

Seokjin sighs from behind them, a bowl of salad in his hands, but he does give the two of them a smile, though, a pleased look in his eyes.

They don't tell their friends they're back together because it goes without saying.

Hoseok does tell everyone about that one morning, though, and also doesn't leave out Taehyung practically giving him free lodging for the next two months – to which Taehyung had replied that it isn't free, idiot, you'll have to pay eventually.

Their friends welcome the two of them like nothing and everything had just happened.

The night is warm with laughter and good company.

With Taehyung constantly by his side and whispering in his ear, kissing down his cheek to his neck, Yoongi can't think of a better homecoming than this.

When he closes his eyes just before he bridges the gap between them, Yoongi swears he can see the stars.

And then they kiss and it's absolutely one of the best feelings ever to actually kiss someone who you'd give up the sun for.

--

Taehyung comes home on a warm Saturday afternoon just before the sunset.