The three males were sitting together in the living room, not a huff or puff leaving their lips. One wanted to break this awful silence but couldn't get the right words for it, the other wanted to do something but couldn't exactly think of anything to do, and the ash-silver haired just stayed quiet, not wanting to say or do anything.
Namjoon had called Jeongguk to come, but with him also tagged along Jimin since he was with him as well. Both of them sounded worried, their words and tone of voice filled with such angsty they felt horrible for the younger, specially Jeongguk for accidentally punching the other which began from when Jimin took the idea of kidnapping and manipulating the other. It was all like a master plan, but it wasn't at the same time?
Quietness filled their tension, not a single word was spoken, not even crickets or wind could be heard; just silence.
Taehyung didn't know if he did the right job, if he chose the right person, or if he was gonna change his decision when he sees both of them.
A car engine could be heard, making a cross-turn to the parking lot of Namjoon and Jin's house which got the three men's attention. Taehyung's palm started sweating, he had no words to say, how was he gonna explain this? Either way, he was gonna hurt one of them. The door of a car closing and its alarm going off could be heard, fast steps nearing the door.
Knock Knock
This was it, there was no turning back now. Jin got up from the couch and slowly walked to the door which holds two young and hot men behind. He took a breath and looked towards Namjoon's direction as for a signal, and Namjoon just faintly smiled and gave him a little nod.
The door slowly opened and revealed a raven-haired boy side along a light brunette (I change their hair colors too much- eye am sorry just stick with this^^). "Hi Jimin, Hi Jeongguk" The pink haired elder spoke, finally a voice being heard after what felt like years. Jin knew Jimin, he wasn't a type to introduce himself in a good matter, and neither was Jeongguk according to Namjoon.
"Hi jin, can we please see Taehyung?" Jimin asked as he stepped forward, Jeongguk trying to search for the boy. "He is right here, calm" he steps aside for the two guys to come in and they wasted no time, their eyes quickly catching the blonde sitting on Namjoon's knee, fiddling with his fingers, his hair all messy and still a little wet from earlier while looking down onto his lap, while Namjoon was holding him from the waist so he doesn't fall.
Jeongguk's eyes soften as he slowly is the one to walk up the boy, Jimin a little nervous. He kneels down in front of him and brings his chin up by his index and thumb to meet with the others glossy eyes. Taehyung hesitates but couldn't wait anymore as he let his hands move to Namjoon's to remove it from his waist, the silver-haired obligating. He wrapped his arms around the other's neck as he lets his body fall for him, Jeongguk catching his soft and tiny body easily.
He felt a bit emotional, he missed the boys vanilla and raspberry scent, his soft skin, and his small waist; a perfect back hugging size. Jimin finally gets the courage and slowly takes baby steps to the two men in each others embrace. He went to his knee and caressed the blonde's locks which made him to tilt his head up to meet his eyes with Jimin.
Jimin didn't stop himself before leading his arms and wrapping it around the two, hugging two of them. Namjoon and Jin watched fondly. There was no talking, no hatred, no tension. There was just affection in the air.
Maybe Taehyung was right. Maybe Jeongguk and Jimin did really change.
But there was still one question. Who was it to choose?
