❝little wonders❞ -fin-

your arms.

jungkook waking up with a sleeping taehyung sprawled out across his lower body. taehyungs head right on his stomach, his hair fluffed up and pressed to jungkooks hoodie-covered chest. jungkook admired tae and he pressed his hand to his head and petted it slowly. his pretty mint green hair blended in so perfectly with his porcelain skin. tae shifted in his sleep and cuddled into jungkook more. his arm laid sprawled out on the bed, and the sleeve came back from his wrists just a little, and what jungkook saw, on taehyungs wrist, made his heart hurt for him.

the red lines and deep bruising gashes in his wrist shown on his arm, the scarlet red almost intoxicating in comparison to the milky white skin he saw before. his grey hoodie pulled back a little more, the inside of the hoodie stained with a fading red. as tae shifted again, jungkook quickly shut his eyes as fast as humanly possible to avoid taehyung seeing. he felt tae jerk his arm inwards and silently curse himself.

"jungkook. i know you saw. don't act stupid." taehyung said, drawing circles on jungkooks chest, making his breath hitch in his throat.

"stop that tickles, you brat," jungkook whispered, opening his eyes. "also, their gonna wake up, so be quieter." jungkook smiled, and he looked down at tae, whos eyes were back to their droopy selves.

"jungkook, do we have to go to school today?" taehyung mumbled, laying his hand on jungkooks chest.

"yes, taetae. we have to go to school today." and at that, he giggled. kim taehyung giggled. he never really giggles or laughs. and jungkook made sure to point it out.

"did you just, yknow, giggle?"

"i did. and?" he scooted up on jungkook and nuzzled his head into the crook of his neck. 

"n-nothing. let's just get ready. its almost 5," jungkook stuttered, sitting up, tae sitting up as well. "and tae?" jungkook got up out of the bed and stood in his closet doorway.

"yea kookie?"

"why do you cut yourself?"

taehyung stared blankly at jungkook, not having an answer right then. he laid back down in jungkooks bed and stared back up at the ceiling. "i dont know. it feels right.

"well stop doing it. its not good for you."

"jungkook, i can't its a habit."

he scoffed and grabbed his clothes, and leaving to go change in the bathroom.