Two of You (Vmin)

Perfect. (19)

They tell you to be who you want to be but already have a cookie cutter scraping away at your skin.

 They tell you that you're special, feed you lies and hope you will be blind-sided by the horrific aspects of the world. They only tell you that when they care for you and once a thick black coating called "reality" hits, there is nothing else they can do. However, there is so much for you, you've been baptised into the world without consent and you do not have a choice to not have choices. "You're free", the others would say but fear holds you back and you're left wondering if it would have been easier to have been dead.

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 The sky was darker without the moon to illuminate surroundings and lack of street lights were no good either. The night was cold and so was I. So, cold I could feel my heart jumping, beating faster and body jolting in sudden bursts to attempt to keep me warm. Gloveless hands rubbed together up close to my mouth where warm breaths dampen my palms for a split second, before the ice-cold wind absorbs is like a hot summers day.

 Oh, how I wish it was a hot summers day.

 I could feel my nose going numb from the cold, thin layers of the clothes on my back didn't help me. It's what was there that I had to grab, myself and him. After the whole ordeal with my mother and Taehyung, I had to find a way out of this place, out of this school but I didn't have time like I could rewind it, so we left. With the clothes on our back and whatever was in our pockets. Thankfully, Taehyung's adoptive family was rich and his dad had given him his black card.

 'I found a place.'

 He was always warm no matter what. Like he was a portable heater and I never complained. I stood by him and pressed the side of my body onto him. He wore a coat that he wasn't wearing prior but I didn't bring it up, he was my coat.

 I felt him put his arms on the middle of my back and push, pressed me close to him and I hummed. Inhaling his scent which was now a mix of him and cigarettes. Infected by the world. We're so beautifully pure once we enter, so precious to only be protected by the broken. Shaped by the narcissistic. However, we remain, hence his scent still there because, he's still there.

 No matter how lost you may be, how torn apart you feel. The world will not be able to remove you. Dilute you maybe but you will always remain.

 It didn't take long to arrive where Taehyung booked a place. I thought it would be some motel, run down and untrustworthy but it was a hotel. A beautiful hotel illuminating against the dark sky with soft yellow and white lights. Some curtains drawn, some wide open but pitch black. The cold at this point was piercing and once we stepped into the lobby, my body stung in pain at the sudden contrast. I pulled away from Taehyung to calm my senses down and took in my surroundings.

 High ceilings with a massive chandelier hanging almost centre. The walls were painted white, so white I didn't think there was a colour paler. The floor was tiled, probably easy clean up as I noticed the shoe shaped mud I had tracked behind me. The front desk was sort of half a circle and a man well-dressed stood so statue there he might as well be a statue.

 A pressure on my back alerted me back to my senses. It was Taehyung guiding me to move forward towards that front desk. So, I did. The man behind the desk only spared a glance at Taehyung, displayed a warm, well-practiced smile and slid the room card in front of him.

 I didn't think I should say something or even do something. So, I bit my lower lip and held back a smile, stalking Taehyung up to our room.

The lobby of the hotel was just a taste of what this hotel had. The room was first double doored, that threw me off first. The second part that threw me off was the fact this room wasn't just a room. It felt like an apartment. One someone who only made average income couldn't even afford. Apartments that are actually displayed and hyped up didn't stand a chance against this room.

 It was at the top of the hotel, a balcony so big it could accompany a small get together. However, before you reach that balcony, you will tread slowly through the living space that had white leather sofas dipped into the floor, a sunken living room they call it. It smelled like a new car honestly. The flat screen T.V was unnecessarily big and so was the bed. Saying it's king sized will only insult it and even if it didn't have feelings, I didn't even think to say anything.

 My fingers guided against the wall as I made my way towards the bed, feeling how smooth the wall is, noticing there we're no indentations, no finger prints, nothing. Like this room was purely for display purposes only. And now I feel like I'm a display, the windows being so massive, the whole city will be able to see more than me than I will ever want anyone to see. Too exposed.

 Taehyung moved to the other side of the room, he came to a halt in front of a small control pad and pressed something. It moved the blinds as they quietly, like nothing was moved, gave us the privacy my subconscious longed for.

 My tense shoulders slumped as I exhaled through my mouth, that same mouth that curved up into a smile. The lights of the city blacked out like eyes falling asleep.

 'You can relax now, Jimin,' Taehyung says, voice clear as day.

 I blinked up at him, snapping myself out of my trance and smiled. He smiled back. To this, excitement and relief controlled my next move as I hoisted myself up on my tip toes and pressed my lips against his. His warmth made my lips sting but it didn't stop me from trying to pry those lips open. His arms came around my waist, higher up they sat on the middle of my back and pressed me close, flush with his body.

 His mouth opened happily but after that, it was all him. Tongue finding mine, teeth meeting mine and everything we thought we didn't need fell into place here.

 Breathing was necessary so pulling away was a thing we had to do. Even if we both we're so reluctant and would have rather suffered, being each-others oxygen, we pulled away, heaved in a few breathes. Him pushing a gasp through my lips when he decided to fall forward, onto the bed.

 He held himself, scared to crush me with his comforting weight. He held himself above me by his forearms and smiled. I reached up to feel those pulsing lips again and he followed me down back onto the bed, relaxing into everything. Into one another.

'I love you,' he whispered. 

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A/N 

 Well, I'm back and better than ever. 

 I've been away because I've been focusing on both my first novel I want to publish and university/college. 

So, updates won't be as frequent. Hell they might take months. Maybe a year, but bare with me.

 I hope you like it so far. I also hope you like my new writing style.