Little things - Taekook (ON HIATUS)

Chapter 22

YOUR CHOICE: Big Tae time, srs business 

After that conversation with Hoseok, I don't see Taehyung again for a full week. University classes are important, after all, and my assignments are getting harder every single week. So I have to spend some time learning, some time trying to figure out where I want to go in life. Some time teaching my class of dancers, as well. 

I don't bother talking to them about my personal life very much, but I don't hide anything from them. So when one of them asks if I'm into guys, I tell the truth and say that I'm gay. None of them are majorly offended by this, which is always nice, and I think they understand why I'm so desperate to make sure they all feel included now. 

Hyeri and Yuna are working hard together, and it's nice to see that their friendship is evolving over time. There's a sort of trust there which wasn't visible before, and it allows me to encourage them to try more daring things, to communicate through dance in new ways. The two of them are goals, to be honest. 

I wouldn't want to force anything to happen, but I have a feeling that something will, eventually. Which is cute. 

By the time Sunday arrives, I'm exhausted, and it's a day off for me, for once, which is nice. So I decide to just enjoy a day of nothingness. Days like this are rare, in all honesty, so I'm just relieved to have time to myself. At least, until Hoseok calls me, seemingly desperate. 

"Hey, Kook, hope you're alright, do you have a free hour today?" he says the second I answer the call, and I frown in confusion. 
"Um...today is a free day, yeah, what's wrong?"
"Personal issue. Yoongi and I need to head out for a bit. Are you able to come hang out with Taehyung for a while? He's in Big Space, but I don't like leaving him on his own for long periods of time, and I don't know how long this is gonna take. If he age slides on his own, outside of when he's normally on his own, he'll probably panic."

"I'll be right over. Let me get my shoes on, and I'll be on my way."
"You live across the hall. You don't need shoes."
"Oh yeah, nevermind. Slippers it is. I hope Tae hyung won't mind."
"I don't think slippers are at the front of his mind right now, so you're good. The door will be unlocked, I need to get going." 
"Okay, thanks." 

Hoseok hangs up, and I slide my phone into my pocket, grab my keys and my wallet and hurry across the hall to Hoseok's apartment after locking my own front door. I guess Taehyung must live there too or something, most of the time, because he's always there, which must be complicated for Yoongi and Hoseok. But that's none of my business. 

On my way over, I see Hoseok and Yoongi leaving together. I have no idea what's going on, but Yoongi looks like he's been crying, and Hoseok isn't best pleased either, almost as if something has happened between the brothers. Again. Which isn't ideal. They both spot me at the same time, and nod once before heading on their way, Yoongi mumbling a thanks under his breath as he clings to his fiance. 

I let myself in, carefully, closing the front door behind me. "Taehyung? It's Jungkook, I-" 

I don't see anything, but suddenly, there's two arms wrapped tight around my waist, so tight that I can't breathe, and a silver mop of hair is all I can see. "Hi?" I say quizzically. "You good?" 

"I fucked everything up," Taehyung says without any explanation, and my eyes widen. "I fucked everything up and now Yoongi hates me." I take his left wrist, carefully reduce the strength of his grip on my waist so that I can at least breathe. 
"Care to elaborate?" I simply respond. 
"You'll think I'm an asshole."

"I already think that I'm an asshole, so you're good. You can't be much worse than I am." This causes him to disengage himself from me entirely, as he tilts his head at me, pure confusion crossing over his face for a moment.