Taekook oneshots

Theif

Taehyungs p.o.v

   I was thinking, watching as people walked by picking and choosing who would be my next target. As a so called 'Theif'  you have to be quick and sturdy and have nimble like  have to watch and make sure your target is totally oblivious to what is happening. As I'm sitting there in the shadows I noitce a frail looking boy getting flowers.

 I scoff In disgust, he's probably getting them for his girlfriend. He pays the kInd lady and walks away. I follow the small boy to where he was going, when he starts to sing.

     "At night when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself , talking to the moon~ trynna get to you, in hopes your on the other side talking to me too, or am I a fool, who sits alone talking to the moon."  I follow slowly behind and listen quietly, I almost feel guilt for trying to rob him, almost. As we continue to walk we stop in front of a cemetery. 'Why are we here?' I hid behind a giant oak tree not that far behind. As he sat on his knees I watched him let a few tears drop. "Hi mommy, and daddy "  my eyes widen 'He's just like me,' he slowly takes off the mask he was wearing, and I realize, Jeon Jungkook, the freshman. He was a new freshman, he was beautiful, he had pearly white skin, with natural pouty lips, and big brown Bambi like eyes. 

   I remember, we once bumped into each other, I apologized and helped him pick up his things, but I will never forget that big beautiful bunny smile that is forever etched in my brain. The beautiful smile that made my day was no longer there. Except it was replaced with a sad frown.

  "I'm sorry eomma and papa. I know I couldn't give you everything, but the other day I met someone I think you'd really approve of. He was so so handsome, he had black hair that lightly and perfectly fell over his beautiful hazel brown eyes. I had seen him around campus before admiring from afar, at how his grey jacket falls perfectly over his muscular yet thin frame, or how he must have a black hair-tie around his wrist at all times, because he feels uncomfortable without  it ( A/N fun fact if I don't have something on my wrist at all times and my wrist is visible I  get so paranoid.) or how he's worn the same exact pair of black and white converse for 2 years now, or how everyday, he always ditches p.e after being in the class for 22 minutes everyday, or when he's excited he smiles widely which I find adorable, or how his eyes seem to sparkle whenever he's in the sunlight. But yet I notice all these little things and he doesn't even know my name. Aish Kim Taehyung."

    My eyes widen as I realize h eras talking about me. He said I don't know his name but yet I know everything about him. I know how whenever he goes drinking with his friends he brings banana milk because the alcohol makes is throat have 'booboo'  or when he's excited he does these little jumps excactly 3 times, or how he squeals like a baby when he scared, or how he slightly nuzzles his face in the crook of his brothers neck when he's shy or embarrassed, or how beneath his lip he has a slight mole. I smile softly to myself.

    "I love him rom a but, he's a thief." As soon as those words left his mouth it felt like a thousand steak knives to the heart. "The other day I followed him and watched him as he pretended to bump into this nice young lady, and take her wallet, when I seen that all I could think was, I'm in love with a thief." 

No one p.o.v 

The tall thin but muscular boy walked towards the younger. "So I'm a thief?" The smaller boy spun around at the speed of light. "W-what are you doing here?" The elder chuckled dryly, "Well my original plan was to rob you." The youngers eyes widen at the new information he was given. "Why?" "When I had seen you I noticed you were buying flowers which I naturally assumed that they were for a girl.  I saw how happy you were, it made me sick- but I seen,your just like me-"

"I am nothing like you-"  "oh but you are, except you got adopted into a good home, with money, food, clothes, and best of all, love. You got something i never had. Not once. My siblings and I are treated like slaves, like animals, it's sad really.  We don't get clothes rarely even food. No toiletries just the ones necessary." The elder took a deep breath to try and calm down. " I cant get the money, so what I do is I steal. For my family. My brothers. When I seen you just spending and spending I felt envy. Obviously your parents were very caring, my father was the devil. But my  mother on the other hand was an angel, truly sent down from heaven," the eldest sat there finally letting the tears fall. The ones he's kept in for years. "Nice meeting you, bunny boy."

And with that, he walked away.