Jungkook was dragged to a gay bar in the middle of Seoul by his best friend Jimin.
What could possibly go wrong?
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*previously knows as the warmest colour is pink*
THE SOFT COVERS of Jungkook's bed wrapped around his body, trying to bring the comfort he desired, trying to pull himself away from the loneliness.
The brunettes face buried itself into his pillow, light tears flowing down his rosy cheeks. The teen hadn't see the older male for a few days and he was all the boy could think about.
He missed him. He missed the musky scent of cigarette smoke and his cologne that lingered in his nostrils.
"I miss you." Jungkook whimpered out, he knew he wouldn't get a response and that just made his heart fall deeper into the empty ocean that was his emotions.
He didn't know why he cared so much, it's not like he had a right to; he only met the male twice.
But twice, was more than enough for the nineteen year old to grow attached to Taehyung.
Jungkook had been tossing and turning as soon as he laid down on the bed, hating the feeling of it being so big.
The boy had-had enough, dragging himself out of the lonely bed and grabbing his oversized black hoodie, pulling it over his bare top half.
His mother and father were out, probably getting high so he didn't have to worry about them getting mad.
He quickly threw his hoodie up over his head, shoving on his shoes as he opened his front door to be met with the blackening sky and harsh air.
"Fuck it's cold." He mutters, wrapping his hands around himself.
Jungkook didn't have a clue where the adult would be so he thought the only place to try would be the gay bar.
The scared boy quickly walked down the cobble stoned ground, making sure to keep an eye on his surroundings.
He held his phone tightly into his cold hand that was buried into the large pockets of his sweatshirt.
His white teeth chattered against the wind without recognition. His hair would get in his way as he moved his head every once in a while to crack his neck from the discomfort of the cold running down it.
A relieved smile pulled itself onto the younger's face as soon as he got a clear view of the packed bar.
But he felt the smile dimmer when he hadn't seen the boy he desperately needed to see.
So he just walked into the bar, careful not to make unwanted eye contact with any males who came into his view.
Once he got further into the building, he pushed past the people who were sensually dancing with the sweaty bodies coming into contact with one another.
Jungkook let out a groan as he felt someone touch him, not knowing who or if it was some accident he just pushed them away; quickly moving.
Once he was free he moved over to the bar, taking a seat as he took a short glance around to try spot the fellow male.
But he couldn't find him.
"Can I get you anything beautiful?" Asks the woman who was tending the bar.
Jungkook blushes softly at the women, secretly loving the compliment. "N-no thank you I'm o-okay for now." Shyly replies the boy, taking down his dampened hoodie from the rain.
Jungkook continued to wait and wait and wait for the man but he never came. So he stood up to leave, turning around with disappointment as he felt his eyes well with tears.
The boy quickly swiped them off before anyone could see, frantically walking out the bar.
"Jungkook?" A voice said confused, it was the beautiful deep voice that he missed oh so dearly.
The boy let out a soft breath, feeling a wave of happiness run over him. "What are you doing here so late, it's dangerous?"asks the elder, taking the boys hand in his as he takes him away from the crowd at the front of the double doors.
"I-I wanted to see you again." Stutters out Jungkook under his breath, suddenly realising how pathetic he sounded.
"Cute." simply replied Taehyung, keeping a tight grip on the boys hand.
"Come on, I'll walk you back home." States the elder.
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"T-thank you for walking me home." Thanks Jungkook, stopping once he arrived at his home.
"Oh it's no issue, I didn't want to go into that bar anyway." Smiles Taehyung at his younger friend.
It suddenly went silent, neither knowing what to say next. "I'll go inside, thank you once again." Says Jungkook.
He turned around getting ready to leave when a soft grip was placed on his upper arm, stopping his movements to turn him back around.
Once he was turned around a cold hand got placed on his equally as cold cheek, his eyes meet a pair of dark brown eyes, sparkling in the night.
He soon noticed his hyung was leaning in to him, faces inching closer to one another; the intimacy slowly growing much more that either male could anticipate or comprehend.
So he just savoured the moment, closing his eyes as he felt what he always desired; his very first kiss.
The feeling felt warm in contrast to their freezing cold lips. The comfort yet excitement riled through the teens body; never in a million years did he expect his first kiss to feel so amazing.
But it did nonetheless.
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THEY KISSED MOTHERFUCKERS, YOU BETTER THANK AUTHOR-NIM FOR SUCH A GIFT.
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