His eyes crossed. The messy scrawl of his unintelligible notes distorted into an amateur's first drawn mandala.
Restraining his itching hands that wished to crumple his two hours worth of headache, Taehyung reached for his cup of used-to-be-hot-now-tongue-freezing coffee and accidentally knocked the pencil stand off his study table. Punctuating the clatter of his month old highlight pens with a growl, he threw the notes in the drawer and broke down for the second time that morning.
It was always the same experience. If you asked him how it was in day he might tell you it's like burning naked on top of a glacier. But in the night it's akin to inhaling fumes, never letting out, letting it whirl inside as it seeps into the very cracks of his bones and the folds of his sinews until he is made up of the smoke.
He just couldn't go on like this anymore. The thought grabbed him by shoulders and urged him to shrug on a coat and a woollen beanie over his head.
It was too cold for it to be just autumn. The cold wind whipped against his fringes that peeked from his beanie, half covering his eyes. He wondered when he had last got his hair cut. How hard would it be if tried to do it himself having seen the hairdresser doing it many times? He could live under the beanies for the rest of his life.
Suddenly he missed the taste of soda on his tongue. The convenience store was, well conveniently just round the corner. He buried his hands deep in his pockets, his neck retreating into his coat collar like a turtle's till only his red nose was left to face assault of the December coldness.
Apparently the redness of his eyes had gone enough to not earn him concerned looks from the old man that claimed he had been here since the time when the town was still vast fields.
The bell jingled over his head as he popped the can open, careful of the fizz. Had he heard it when he had entered? He thought hard but he didn't really remember and concluded of course it had.
The fizz helped, the first gulp rushed to his head and numbed his senses for a second too long, burning the inside of his nose. Holding back a burp he rounded the corner and ran smack into someone.
The other took the fall, unfortunately. So had the can in his hands and for a moment Taehyung was blinded by a flurry of white. White papers whirled to his feet, some settling on the other male's small body.
H quickly grabbed the fallen man's hand and helped him to his feet, helping dust some dirt off his dark pants. The latter wore a white cotton sweater that now supported soda stains on the elbows, had light blond hair which he pushed back in an attempt to gather himself.
“Sorry.”
“I wasn't looking.”
They apologized. Taehyung found the other's voice strangely feminine to hear, no, a frequency that was somewhere in between, a voice to fall asleep to.
They crouched to gather the scattered papers at their feet, at least to recover what was left. “I just had them printed,” the male sighed snatching a paper before a merry child with a red balloon could step on it.
“I'm really sorry,” Taehyung felt the need to apologise again as he handed the papers over but the blond gifted him with a beautiful eye smile and puffed cheeks.
“It's alright.” He had really plump lips, Taehyung noted and found that he didn't appreciate the other hiding such beautiful lips behind concealer.
“You should sing lullabies.” had Taehyung just said it aloud? Yes. Yes, he did. He was going to be called weird.
The other male laughed instead, head thrown back, his eyes fully disappearing behind his lids. “Thanks. I'll think about it?”
“Yeah.” Taehyung nodded dumbly. The sweet voiced male was in a hurry, since most aren't like himself, lost. He threw a hope to see you soon between them and walked away with the papers clutched to his chest.
Taehyung grabbed one off the tar, mud stained and soda soaked spelling out comic sans words.
Dance classes
~ for those with a passion ~
Starting 24th September
Ages 6- above
Timings: 5:00 to 6:00 p.m.
7:00 to 8:00 p.m.
Rhythms, Second floor,
The Dumbbells Gym.
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A/n: Hi! Welcome to my new story. I am really glad you checked this out. Tbh the writing is kinda messy and all over the place because I wanted it to coincide with Taehyung's current state of mind. It's gonna slowly get better!
