𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖔𝖒 [taegguk]

ii

taehyung tugged the sleeves of his bright yellow twenty-one pilots hoodie further down his hands as he wandered down the street to the local convenience store, humming the lyrics playing through his headphones of his favourite song, ride, with venom.

"i'd die for you, that's easy to say~"

'we have a list of people that we would take - a bullet for them, a bullet for you~'

"a bullet for everybody in this roo-"

before the brunette could finish the lyric, the air was knocked out of taehyung's chest as he had bumped straight into a very hard substance, somebody's chest??

suddenly, his face was no longer buried into some stranger's chest, quite the opposite. his back was now pressed into a wall after being slammed harshly into the brick surface.

the unidentified taller male leant down until his lips were level with taehyung's ear. when he opened his mouth to whisper, taehyung found his voice to be very smooth and low-pitched.

"watch your step, punk. don't want to run into the wrong people, hm?"

'bad person.'

yeah, he's definitely a bad person.

'mask?'

not yet, bud.

'why?'

taehyung didn't give the symbiote a response, as he had already started to tug his hood down.

venom, eyes.

on command, venom took control of taehyung's eyes, the brown in his pupils shattering and being replaced by venom's own, glazed-over, white glare. the other male got a brief glance at the supernatural occurance, before taehyung's orbs became hazel once again. as soon as his eyes had shifted back to their natural colour, the brunette pulled the hood of his |-/ hoodie up.

the few seconds that the unknown other had to gaze at the smaller's face was enough for him to recognise him as the boy from two nights earlier, when he had met up with agust and rm.

the two made eye contact, and taehyung took this as an opportunity to try to push the muscular man off of him.

it didn't work, as his grip only tightened around tae's wrist as he pulled him around the corner into an alleyway.

larger hands slammed on either sides of a slimmer waist, charcoal black orbs staring into twinkling chocolate ones.

taehyung wouldn't acknowledge it, but he seemed to enjoy being held close to this man. he smelt so... masculine and musky.

'taehyung stop gaydreaming about some bad stranger and get us the hell out of here before i do.'

right.

taehyung opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off (again) when the other beat him to it.

"what's your name, hm?"

"k-kim taehyung..."

both the symbiote and the host cursed at the flustered-sounding stutter.

the unidentified man smirked.

"well, mr. kim, i'm jeongguk. remember that name darlin', i'm sure you'll be hearing it again soon."