Taehyung sat at his stool in front of his canvas. He had the day with no schedule for once in a few weeks so he decided to take this time to just relax. When he usually relaxed it consisted of two things. He would either be at the couch watching his favorite TV shows or reading some comic book, or he'd be doing what he's doing now and work on his art work.
He was finishing up his one painting he was working on days ago. It had the mix of purples and blues and he added mountains in the back as well trees. He pushed up his glasses and he hummed as he leaned back. He smiled seeing he was satisfied with it before he gave a nod.
"Perfection." He said as he put the paintbrush down and he stood up leaving the canvas to dry. Once he did that he looked to the time on the clock and he wanted to groan.He thought it would be later than what it was now.
He kind of hated not having something to do. He removed himself from the stool and dragged his oxygen tank to the sink. He worked on cleaning off any paint of his hands and had a conflicted look on his face. He enjoyed days off like these but when he didn't have a thing called a social life, days like these dragged on. Sure he had his friends Jimin and Jungkook but they liked to do physical activities like walking in a zoo or other places.
Taehyung couldn't do that.
Once all the paint was cleared from his brush and he turned off the water before leaning against the counter as he thought to himself. His eyes moved to land on his phone that was across the room from him. A thought came to his mind and it was a very dangerous thought. Nothing life threatening or anything, but it was completely stupid. However he moved away from the sink and sat on the couch grabbing his phone. The next thing he knew he was on social media and he stopped realizing what he typed out
Min Yoongi
"Am I seriously doing this..." He mumbles to himself as he hits search. Surprisingly the one he was looking for was found in no time. His profile picture was the first to show up and it showed a picture of him dully staring at the camera. It must have been a picture a friend took of him. He clicked on his profile and he scanned all his interests and stuff. He looked to be very into music, and he also had a few pictures of him with a piano off to the side and him in a very special suit. A couple of pictures had an older individual standing next to him. He could only assume these were piano concerts.
He didn't get too far into it before he was interrupted by Jungkook's caller id coming on the screen. Taehyung bites his lip as he stares at it for a moment. He knows what Jungkook wants, he wants to hang out. He took a moment before he answered.
"Hello?" He asked softly.
"Hey! Tae...Jimin and I were wondering if you wanted to go see a movie with us. That really cool action movie that we've been talking about came out last week." Jungkook asked on the other side.
Taehyung is silent for a moment as he is hesitant. Movies and him never really mixed, because he had random instances of asthma attacks and huge coughing attacks. He hated being that person who was hacking up a lung in a silent theater.
"Jungkook I don't..."
"Tae please... I know you don't like movies...but Jimin and I thought it would be nice to hang out with you when it isn't those silly lunches we meet up for all the time." Jungkook said.
Taehyung is silent as a lot of thoughts go through his head. He took a deep sigh before he eventually decided he would agree. "Alright... I have nothing better to do anyway." He said. Jungkook nearly squealed on the other line making Taehyung wince but roll his eyes playfully.
"Great! I'll pick you up in an hour or so!" He said. Before Taehyung could argue about driving himself Jungkook already hung up and Taehyung sighed. He looked to the profile he was staring at before the call before he exited the app and stood up. He needed to be ready for this movie he was already regretting agreeing to.
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Fate // TaeGi
FanfictionTaehyung didn't really care, with a terminal illness on his shoulders and a really heavy oxygen tank he had to constantly drag around, there really wasn't any room to give two shits. When he's ready to give up it's almost as if fate is knocking on...