Taekook Oneshots

PAPER HEARTS

[a midnight drabble]
warning: older kook, fluff.

a lone paper flying in the air, ignored by the crowd as it wafted about . two curious boys follows it as another chapter in their lives has been found.

[taehyung's hair is blonde while jungkook's is black]

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It was a beautiful autumn day, as the once green trees turned into beautiful hues of orange.

Taehyung wandered peacefully, hearing the sound of leaves crunching under his feet.

His blue eyes travelled around the lone town, seeing only few people out on the streets, as usual. He hummed softly, creating a beautiful tune that may lull everyone to sleep. It was a song entitled Paper Hearts, his mother's favorite song. That song always brought a smile in his face. His mom always sings it to him when he can't sleep.

'Ah, good old days.'

He smiled weakly to himself, thoughts trailing back to memories of his mom.

When she was still with him,

when she was till alive.

A small droplet of tear escapes his eyes, with which he wiped immediately. He let out a shaky breath, before closing his eyes a bit, still walking.

He hummed continuously, the song filling his heart with sorrow and delight at the same time. He smiled as he walked, feeling content.

He opened his eyes, looking straight ahead when something caught his sight.

He squinted his eyes to see it clearly, jogging closer to the floating thing. As he got closer, he got a good look. Figuring something out, he asked his self,

"Is that a...paper heart?"

He jogged closer, stretching his hand to catch the piece of paper.

But when he was about to catch it, the paper flew away, making him mutter curses to his self.

He ran, following the small piece of paper.

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"Yeah, see you around." Jungkook waved his hyung goodbye, smiling brightly at him.

His hyung, Namjoon, paid him a visit. They both catched up on a lot of things as his hyung had been busy with his family.

The older told stories such as how his husband, Seokjin makes the best kim chi stew and how his son, Namjin, is the cutest kid ever.

Jungkook smiled brightly, happy to see his hyung. He laughed and told stories too.

He sighed in content, looking at the fading figure of the car.

He was about to enter his abode when something caught his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion, trying to take a better look.