Sugar (Mistae) ✅

Five

Third Person POV

"Hyung!" Taejung looked over and saw Misun running over to him.

"Hey."

"I...I made you this today!" The boy smiled shyly and held out a plate full of brownies.

Taejung smiled down at the boy and took the plate, setting it in the backseat of his car. Today was a weekend and the two were going to hang out.

Misun went to his mailbox and grabbed the mail, looking through it briefly. The smile on his face wavered a bit, and Taejung tilted his head, confused.

But Misun simply shook his head and ran back inside, placing the mail on the counter and hopping into Taejung's car. "So what are we doing today?"

"We're hopefully going to avoid my family and maybe just hang out at my place?"

"Sounds fun." Taejung nodded and they drove off to Taejung's place. Once they entered, they gently closed the door, peeking around the corner.

The coast was clear, so they made a run for Taejung's room.

"Is that Misun!?" Taejung swore underneath his breath and turned. Misun simply giggled.

"Hyung!" He skipped over and gave Jin a hug.

"Taejung's been corrupting your mind with lies about me, hasn't he! That's why you tried sneaking away!"

"I don't want him to be scarred for life by you." Taejung offered.

"Nonsense!" Jin declared. "Anyway, I was hoping to see you, today, Misun. I was hoping you'd do something for me."

"Of course!" Misun chirped out. Jin smiled and dragged the boy away. Leaving Taejung to grumble under his breath.

"Jeez, chill out, kid." Yoongi said, coming into the room.

"I'm supposed to be hanging out with him today."

"You're just jealous. You like him."

"Shut up." Taejung muttered. Yoongi rolled his eyes and sat in the couch.

"You've known him for what? Three months now? Why don't you ask him out?"

"I don't know."

"Don't be your parents, kid. Jungkook literally waited two years to even see Taehyung's face."

"I know, I've heard the story plenty of times, hyung." Taejung muttered.

"Hyung!" Came a desperate cry. Taejung and Yoongi turned in the direction of the noise.

"Oh stop complaining, you look adorable."

"No! I'm not wearing this!" Down the hall, Misun was covering himself, blushing like crazy.

Why?

Because Jin had forced him into a skirt and a sweater. Knee high socks and a choker.

"You look adorable!" Jin exclaimed again, smiling.

A knock sounded on the door of the room they were in currently.

"Hyung, please don't traumatize my friend."

"Oh! Taejung, come in and I want you to tell Misun how adorable he is!"

"No!" Misun exclaimed quickly. "Stay out there!"

"Perfect!" Jin said, grabbing Misun and walking him towards the door. "You can talk outside!"

"Hyung!" Misun's eyes widened as he was suddenly thrown out of the room, the door shut firmly behind him.

Taejung froze, looking at the boy up and down slowly. "Hyung~!" Misun whined, feeling embarrassed.

Taejung smiled. "You look beautiful."

Misun froze up, his eyes wider, his face the color of a tomato. Taejung then realized what he'd just said. "Shit, I'm sorry--"

"I-it's fine." Misun stuttered out. He bit his bottom lip and looked away. Taejung chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck.

"S-so..."

"Can you just give me some clothes? Jin hyung took mine and wouldn't give them back."

"Yeah." Misun followed quickly behind Taejung and they made it to his room.

Taejung immediately went to his closet and took out a shirt and some shorts. "I don't think these will fit you."

"Better than this." Misun muttered. He took the clothes and rushed to the bathroom. He threw off the outfit that Jin had somehow been able to shove him into and then exited slowly.

Taejung was right, Misun was practically drowning in his clothes. But he looked cute.

Taejung shook his head of those thoughts and say on the ground in front of his TV. "Wanna play some games?"

"Sure." Misun said, smiling even in the awkward atmosphere. He sat beside his friend and accepted the controller handed to him.

After a couple of hours Taejung drove Misun home. "Do you wanna come in for a bit? Just so I can change my clothes and give you back yours?"

"Sure." Misun led him inside and told him to stay in the kitchen whole he went to his room to go and change.

Taejung glanced around. It wasn't the first time he'd been here, but he was still surprised everytime by how nice the place actually was for how rundown it looked from the outside.

Taejung spotted the mail sitting on the counter. He knew he shouldn't, but he remembered the look Misun had had on his face earlier. He was curious to see what had made the younger lose his smile so suddenly.

He listened and when he didn't hear Misun coming down the hall he pushed the mail apart to look at it.

Until he found it.

Eviction Notice