kyoongs(ao3)
As a dancer, Taeyang is the epitome of grace. His every move is controlled and flows beautifully. There's only one thing that can get him to trip on his own two feet - namely one Kim Youngkyun.
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"OH SHIT! Oh my god! I'm so sorry!"
Taeyang clutches at his hip as he rushes to the person he just knocked over. The guy is sprawled at the bottom of the steps, flat on his back. Taeyang's heart lurches in his chest and he really hopes the guy isn't dead or hurt badly.
Upon closer inspection, Taeyang notes to his immense relief that the guy is very much alive. He doesn't seem to be hurt anywhere, just dazed and confused after being knocked over by the whirlwind that is Taeyang in a rush.
A mixture of dread and fear rushes through Taeyang when he recognises the guy he very literally ran into.
"Youngkyun-ssi!"
"Huh?" Youngkyun's eyes blink groggily at him. "Oh, Taeyang hyung, hey."
"I'm so sorry," Taeyang tugs at his arm in distress. "I didn't mean to run into you! Can you stand?"
With a groan, Youngkyun allows Taeyang to pull him up and leans heavily on him. "Ouch."
"I'm sorry," Taeyang might just be on the verge of tears at this point. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Youngkyun shakes his head and his wavy hair flies in every direction. "My butt is just really sore. I think my head hurts too, I'm not sure."
"Oh no," Taeyang whimpers. "Do you need to go to the hospital? Oh god, do you have a concussion?!"
Youngkyun separates from him and it takes a moment before he can stand without wobbling. "No, I'm fine. I don't think I have a concussion, so that's a good thing, right?"
"You never know," Taeyang's voice wavers. "We should make sure you don't have one. Have you had a concussion before?"
"Surprisingly, yes," Youngkyun chuckles and then winces.
Taeyang immediately peers closer and only retreats when Youngkyun waves his hand dismissively. "Okay... is there anything I can do to make it up to you? Where are you headed to now?"
"Don't worry about it, hyung," Youngkyun shakes his head again and looks at Taeyang with a brilliant smile. "I'm just sleep deprived. I think that minute on the floor was the most sleep I've gotten in the last 24 hours!"
Taeyang stares at Youngkyun in horror. "Please tell me you're joking."
"Unfortunately, no," Youngkyun sighs. "I've got an exam in two days and I need to do well on it."
"Ahh, exams," Taeyang relates so much. "Just... take some painkillers when you go to your dorm, okay? And please get at least 5 hours of sleep tonight."
"That's going to be hard," Youngkyun grimaces, "But okay, I'll try. Only because you insisted."
Youngkyun smiles at him again and Taeyang's stomach flips. He opens his mouth to say something but he's quickly interrupted.
"Anyway, I gotta run hyung." Youngkyun dusts himself. "The library closes and I really want to take out a book if it's there. I'll see you around though! And watch where you're walking!"
With a laugh, he swiftly ascends the stairs Taeyang just ran down and disappears into the library. Taeyang watches the space Youngkyun stood in just a moment ago, his face blank as his brain catches up to what just happened.
His heart is beating way too fast and he blames it on the adrenaline of running into someone. It's definitely not connected to how red his cheeks have gotten or how his stomach suddenly has butterflies. Nope, not at all.
