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24 : 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦

There in between the audience stood Jeon Jeongguk.

This causes the model to halt completely, his eyes comically wide. His heart is erratically beating against his ribs, his lungs squeeze causing him to not be able to breath.

He turns on his heels and goes back behind the stage in a fast pace. He hears surprised gasps but he wants out of here.

His skin tenses causing goosebumps rise on his skin. Not the good kind, the kind where it's a sign that you want to cry and scream.

"Tae, are you okay?", Jihyo asks, worry laced heavily in her tone. The boy mutes all the noises and scrambles to his changing room with rapid tears rolling his cheeks.

He doesn't even know what he's feeling. He just wants to be away. Away from him.

He shuts the door and locks it.

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"Excuse me. Please let me through.", a panicked Jeongguk pushes at people as he moves between trying to reach the end of the crowd. He hurriedly takes his phone out of his back pocket and scrolls through his contacts.

Calling Taehyung's assistant....

"hello, Jeongguk. Sorry I can't talk I-"

"I'm at the front door of the back stage. Open up. I need to talk to Taehyung.", Jeongguk say's hurriedly, taping his foot on the floor impatiently.

After a minute, the door opens with a great push, Jihyo nods at Jeongguk and walks back inside. The man follows with heart skipping a beat from time to time.

"Here.", the female utters with worry.

Jeongguk walks and stands in front of the door. He wraps his fingers around the doorknob and pushes on it but no impact happens. He sighs, already aware of his husband's antics.

"Tae, please open up.", Jeongguk says softly but loudly enough for the other to hear.

Taehyung on the other side panics. He pants hardly, his eyes tearing up.

What is happening? Why am I feeling this way?

"No. Leave.", these word leave past the boy's lips automatically as if his mind has no control.

"Taehyung, please. Listen to me for this time."

"I SAID LEAVE.", a yell comes from inside the room. Taehyung pants heavily, anger rising up.

"Taehyung, please. Open the door.", a small mumble comes off Jeongguk's lips, as he presses his forehead against the door. "Tae, please."

The door opens with great force causing the male to stumble forward, bumping against his husband.

Taehyung's face gets smushed into his husband's shoulder as his hands come to other's torso at the shock. He looks up and his breath hitches.

They're face were inches a part. Both of their hearts calm. No erratic beating, no butterflies, just peace. They were each other's safe place. Even if they haven't realized yet.