'm pretty sure it was agreed that taehyung is a fairly complex topic to sum up.
you couldnt just come back from your first day of school, and describe him to your mum, dad, sibling, or any sort of living and breathing creature you had waiting for you. it would be impossible.
jeongguk would illustrate him as a piece of clay. but those fun ones. which come in different sorts of colours. the ones your teacher in primary school gives you during art class, as he or she tasks you to build up an animal, or a family member.
hes quite difficult to understand. it takes a lot of attempts to fully get what you expect from him. and once you do, a brief chill of accomplishment travels through your body. actually, its less of a chill and more of a warm sensation, the type that stretches our mouth into a toothy grin.
alas, until then, youre stuck with a lump of colourful anarchy, which; with an enough amount of mixing, will turn into a brownish-purpleish colour. (taehyung calls it "something around 'don juan'" as if jeongguk knows what the fuck that looks like, "or grey with a touch of aubergine violet")
though, its a fun fuckin' lump of colourful anarchy. just like his taehyung.
yknow, play-doh kinda made jeongguk a bit stupid?? kay, im exaggerating, but he did deadass believe that dough was spelt as 'doh' for a few fat years. reason as to why this way brought up? why, its quite simple; taehyung has the exact same effect on him.
poor boy finds himself tripping over his own timberlands, which are quite large on him anyway, after gawking at taehyungs raw beauty.
the way he manages to rock a tan like that, considering south koreas ridiculously specific beauty standards, is beyond him. jeongguk, though, loves it. because; whenever happy, exited, or just lively in general, he glows; into his deepest colours.
unfortunately, living in a country in east asia, it isnt surprising to see taehyung, and many other people, whitewash their face for social media.
so, when he noticed taehyung started following him on instagram, despite them having not verbal conversation at all, he found himself staring at numbed colours, with bits of warmth to get that real 'aesthetic' look. (and thats nothing compared to jeongguks, his whole account is pure black, with the exception of strange memes and anime photos with long, long rants underneath them as captions)
taehyung was pretty well known too. he was famous in and out of the high school, and if you didnt know him personally, then your friends friend probably did.
despite jeongguk holding a small piece of popularity of his own, he found it unnecessarily difficult to talk to him. he was always surrounded by crowds of people, as they chatted away loudly. so, he decided to just let life push them together, and not initiate the first move.
and life did, in the form of park jimin.
"ayo, jeonfuck," he had heard the small male yell, his hair a messy flop of blond as he dragged a certain male, jeongguks one and only taehyung, by his hand. the latters hand seemed to gleam, enveloped in jimins pale fingers. but lets not talk about that right now.
"this, is my new love, taehyung. hes an art guru like you!" though, taehyung had grinned and asked; "dont we already know each other", jimin had screeched, and jeongguk flushed.
and then they talked. oh, how jeongguk and taehyung had talked. they wouldnt stop talking literally. as they were about to part, taehyung had pleaded for his line account and jeongguk gave him just that.
the talking continued over phone, with jeongguk curled in his thick covers, despite his room being clustered and hot. he cautiously worded his sentences at the start, before just letting his fingers do the work for him. the topic of their discussion was all over the place, they jumped from one thing to another. after, at around a quarter to three, had taehyung decided to take a rest. and so they left the talking for tomorrow at school.
that cycle continued, as they learned plenty of things about each other.
one thing that jeongguk learned is that taehyungs a very romantic guy.
he dreams of cheesy movie dates with fancy wine. cuddling under tents of a blanket, chairs and maybe even a bed. cooking pancakes whilst a random playlist of 60s love songs fills up the room. all together with his soulmate.
while jeongguk; does not.
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purple veins // taegguk
Fanfictionin which jeongguk doesnt like the soulmate system, and kinda loves kim taehyung.