Constricted || BTS (Main: Taegi, Jikook)

Music Night

"Taehyung? Taehyung! What's going on?"

Yoongi was holding onto his food while putting one hand on Taehyung's shoulder. Taehyung was still frozen in place. A lot of thoughts were going through their head.

What do I do? I can't just go up and grab the food. Yoongi will question why I grabbed someone else's food. Especially since the name doesn't sound anything like mine. Why me? What do I do? I need to do something.

At this point, a couple people who were also waiting for food started to look at Taehyung somewhat concerned, especially after seeing Yoongi trying to get his attention for the past minute. The staff member had given up calling the name, going back to making more food. Yoongi had slightly given up trying to call Taehyung, not sure what caused them to stiffen up.

In an attempt to ground Taehyung, Yoongi slid his free hand towards Taehyung's, intertwining their fingers. Yoongi wasn't one for public affection, and he felt uncomfortable that he didn't have a chance to ask Taehyung for consent before holding his hand. Yoongi gave Taehyung's hand a small squeeze.

Through all the fogginess in their head, the squeeze had brought Taehyung's attention to a hand holding their own. They hadn't even noticed it until now. They looked up the arm to see Yoongi looking back at them. Yoongi had a small smile on his face that no one would notice unless they were right in front of him.

"Welcome back." Yoongi chuckled slightly, trying to keep Taehyung calm.

Taehyung took a deep breath, getting ready to create some excuse for how they were acting. Just as they were about to spit out word vomit, Yoongi took his hand away from Taehyung's and put a finger in front of Taehyung's lips, silencing the individual before they could even start.

"You don't need to explain anything to me." Yoongi smiled, reassuring Taehyung. "Is your food ready yet?"

Yoongi had looked towards the counter where food went when it was done. He saw a container that no one had claimed, nonchalantly pointing to it.

"Is that it?"

Taehyung quickly realized that Yoongi must have not heard the name the staff had called, since he didn't automatically think the food wasn't Taehyung's. They nodded slightly, taking a step before being stopped by someone tugging at their wrist.

"Let me get it. You can go to the condiment counter and get whatever you want. Then we can go to my studio and drown ourselves in music. Deal?" Yoongi looked at Taehyung in the eyes, having to look up slightly due to the height difference.

Taehyung knew that the wrong name wouldn't be on the food container at all, so they nodded hesitantly, still shaken up slightly from what happened only minutes ago. While Yoongi turned towards the food counter, Taehyung grabbed some plastic utensils, chopsticks, and some ranch and ketchup.

I'll have to contact dining about this. The right name should come up when I swipe my ID, so I'll have to talk to them about it.