𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

6. gross black coffee

GROSS BLACK
COFFEE

The warmth of the cafe made Jungkook feel a bit fuzzy on the inside. A bit dizzy. Coffee, black coffee is something he hated a bit too much. It's so bitter and disgusting to his palette of taste. But Taehyung he drinks the hot breverage like it's nothing. Yet Jungkook stares at the older without the same expression that was two years ago. Like he said he grew to hate the taste. He watches some more Taehyung grabs the mug for another sip. "What's wrong ?" Taehyung though Jungkook liked black coffee but oh was the brunette wrong.

"Black coffee is so disgusting." Jungkook points out bluntly. Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows. "I thought you liked it.." his hand rubs the mug ever so slightly. Jungkook stares watching his body language as guilt starts to flood his mind. Wondering if he had said it a bit too rude and vague. "I only liked it because you liked it but if you like it it's okay." Jungkook didn't want Taehyung to think that he was disgusted by him from drinking black coffee. Taehyung tends to think a little too much outside the box when it comes to talks like this, sometimes ends up with the two fighting or upset.

Jungkook notices how the tension rose between the two the window becoming a bit more foggier than before. It was raining outside. "Jungkook you didn't have to drink black coffee if you didn't want to, I never forced you to." The older downer the rest of the bitter beverage as he eyes Jungkook with a sort of tension a sort of anger towards the younger. "Well it wasn't like had a chance." The brunettes eyes narrow and his eyebrows furrowed with such concern. "What do you mean?" He sounded hurt like he didn't know, yes it's true Taehyung was more controlling a bit forceful during two years ago, but now he seems to have a better state of mind. "You know what I mean kim."

Silence it was a bit silent it wasn't like the older had made Jungkook down a cup of the damn coffee. What kinda hurt was the fact he didn't call him Taehyung but Kim instead. "Ouch, thought we were starting over, not like strangers." He takes out his sketchbook and a pencil. The ravenette wondering what their next move was and where'd they be going. It was getting a bit dark, the cafe became cozier the lights were a bit dimmed with an orange tint. "I'll take you home, but first I'd like to draw someone." So he does, he does as he says and stands up. Stands up and goes over to another nice looking guy and asked 'can I sketch a picture of you? your quite pretty' his bag next to him as it hits the floor as the boy nods yes. The boy who blushed madly at Taehyung the boy who couldn't stop staring at Taehyungs lips.

It made Jungkook feel a bit uncomfortable, way I comfortable; why not ask him if he could draw me. What was so special that he had that Jungkook didn't have. "Excuse me." He calls a waiter, "yes sir" Jungkook bites his lip as he stares at the empty cup of coffee that sat on a little plate decorated with tiny flowers around the rim. "I'd like a cup of coffee."

"Would you like any sugar-"

"No just black coffee." The waiter nods. Jungkook sits and stares, stares at the back of Taehyungs head. It wasn't like anything was between them, but there was the certain urge to walk up to him and say 'you're mine' Jungkook has grown up and now he felt as though Taehyung was his in some sort of way. It's quite weird he still reminisces on past relationship of the two but he can't help it.

"Sir your coffee"

Jungkook looks down. "Thank you." Get again he felt like crying. He felt like crying because he made it seem like Taehyung had forced him to down a cup of black coffee. He feels such guilt to even make Taehyung feel like that. So as a punishment he downs the cup of black coffee himself. It was hot but not to hot just right to be able to drink in one swallow. He felt a bit better, yet the taste.

The taste.. well it wasn't as bad as he had thought the days he hadn't been with Tae. "Ready?" Taehyung pauses and picks up the cup. "I thought you said-"

"The fuck I said I just want to go home okay." Jungkook stands up and walks towards the entrance. Yet the boy that Taehyung had drew stares at him and he stared back. The ravenette rolled his eyes as he poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue. He walks out the door. Thinking that maybe the hot beverage wasn't so bad. "Jungkook." The bell rung signaling if someone was leaving or entering. "What's wrong?"

"Just take me home Tae."

"Oh okay.." although Taehyung had more plans he wasn't going to just take Jungkook wherever he doesn't want to go. He wanted to change. They get on his motorcycle. Jungkooks hand caressing Taehyungs waist as he places the helmet on his head. He lays his head down on his back. He bites his lip and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry"

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Sorry for not uploading for the longest time I had writers block hopefully I can get back into writing like normally !