snake king | taekook

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//thank you all so much for over 3k reads! that's insane! sorry for not updating for a while, vacation has been hectic, as paradoxical as that sounds... happy new year everyone, and happy belated birthday to my prince taehyung cause i didn't post anything on here for him, thank you for twenty followers as well!! enjoy//

taehyung had a bad feeling in his stomach like it was holding bugs or a cage of butterflies. almost as if he might have been in a cage himself and needed to run somewhere, anywhere from where he was currently standing. he didn't like the thought of jungkook not wanting to stay with him. they were moving so fast, constantly, and taehyung was worried that would scare jungkook away again.

he wanted to be in a real relationship with jungkook again, and be with the younger for a long time. no one else made taehyung feel the same way. he wanted to accomplish his dreams with a happy jungkook right by his side.

but, at the same time, some trepidation laced in with his positive thoughts at the back of his mind. was he moving in with him too soon? was this all wrong? taehyung began to doubt the decision of having jungkook live with him. was this the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with? maybe he'd just have to find that out.

"i was wondering if we could talk about us, and our future?" taehyung asked cautiously, sitting down with jungkook on the floor softly. he furrowed his eyebrows as he thought of what he wanted to say next. there were so many words to use, so many things to say, and tae had to pick just a few.

"we can talk about anything you want, tae tae, i'm all ears," jungkook giggled, happy taehyung wanted to talk about them together. he liked taehyung a lot and wanted to start doing lovey-dovey things again. he wanted to go on dates, hold hands, watch movies, kiss a lot, eat lots of food, and have sex. jungkook didn't think too much about sex since he was so innocent but the thought of having it was there in his mind, and he slightly craved that feeling of intimacy.

"i know you've dreamed about owning an art gallery..." taehyung hesiated, he knew he was nervous of rejection, but he continued anyway, "and i was wondering if you were like, considering moving in with me. we could get closer, become a couple again, or work on our dreams. you don't have a place to stay, so maybe you could stay in my bed or the couch. we could actually live out our dreams together. how does that sound?"

taehyung immediately wanted to crawl into a hole from the look on jungkook's face. with his dark eyebrows pushed together on top of his eyes, his thin lips forming into a small frown, and his arms crossing over each other put, combined, they all put a bad taste in taehyung's mouth. he's gonna reject me again, taehyung thought with a frown.

"no i'm not."

the three words were soft, almost as if they were trying to lift taehyung into the clouds while he was wrapped in some comfy and fluffy blankets. that's what jungkook's voice felt to tae.

hope arose in taehyung's eager heart. maybe all jungkook was doing was thinking, not getting upset, or wary of tae.

"i want to grow old with you tae, because we fit together like a king and queen. i'll live with you, get a job. but i want to be in love with you, and right now i only feel a strong sense of liking."

"then we'll work on that together. i'll help you find a job for you during the day, and at night we can spend time together and slowly learn to love each other. it'll be a process though," taehyung added, laughing. he was so happy jungkook wanted to love him. that's all he's needed in life, someone to care, want, need, and love him. every day now taehyung wanted to work on his anger, he wanted to make sure he would never hurt anyone, specifically jungkook, ever.

"yeah, let's go on lots of cute dates, be happy, draw inspiration from each other, and eventually own a successful art gallery and tattoo parlor."

"that sounds wonderful, bunny." taehyung smiled and reached out for jungkook's small hands. well, small compared to tae's. their hands fit together perfectly, like dark brown oak trees and the luscious wet soil holding them up. the two finally had their plans for the future and were hoping everything would turn out perfectly. that they'd be happy, in love, have a crowded store, and maybe that their friends would join them someday.

if they kept their minds focused on their dreams, each other, and their happiness, there was no way they could ever fail their hopes. right?