Decalcomania

The power

Taehyung was confidently walking down the runway, feeling again hyped up, as all the flash lights were going wild because of him. Paris was something else, more stormy, more passionate than cool and composed London. He liked it though. Even when the language felt very foreign, he loved the melody of it. The city was just great, and even if Tae was very busy, he manged to visit some Art exhibitions in several French museum, making Taehyung enjoying the stay more and more. Paris was literally a treasure trove of Art. He definitely want to make an Europe trip with Kookie. He can already see him running around excited, pulling Tae after him while getting in line to attend the Eiffel tower, shoving an éclaire into his mouth- or into Tae's, since he loved to share his food. Taehyung smiled at that thought as he removed his make up in the evening. He texted with Yoongi, Jimin and Kookie at the same time while brushing his teeth. He almost laughed, as Kookie and Yoongi texted both about Jimin, and how concerned they were, because he seemed a bit off. Tae already knew from Jimin's "Ménage a trois" how he knew French people were calling that. Jimin texted Tae that Noa and Hobi were bickering lately, since he wasn't that present anymore, and one was talking about the other behind their backs, sandwiching Jimin in between mentally, until Jimin shut their mouth as he kissed them, both individually, but then also together, bringing back the harmony, finding both of them cuddling up again. Jimin felt like he is their therapist, more than their lover sometimes, and he didn't knew how long he will endure this. Yoongi just shared his new music, update him about their granny and so on, while kookie was stressed out because of his presentation in one and a half week. Even if he liked to be on stage during a play, he was very self-conscious when it comes to speeches or presentations in front of a class. During a play, he could be someone else, while during presentation, he needed to deal with being himself. Tae tried to calm his kookie down, also sexting a bit, earning some more sexting from the latter. He wanted to hold him, feel him. It was exciting that he would left in one and a half week. He missed him way too much.

A week later, Taehyung was sitting in rome with Mingyu, on a plaza, sipping their incredible coffee. Rome was very fascinating, with all their antique buildings and their great excellent cuisine, giving him once again another vibe than the other cities. They were chatting calmly, before they had to go to the fashion show in the evening. Taehyung wanted to go around with his camera, usually alone, but this time Mingyu would come with him. Suddenly a cloudburst surprised them, making them running into a Cathédrale, ruffling their hairs, laughing. Taehyung looked up, seeing Mingyu right in front of him, who eyed his lips. Tae fell silent, somewhat anxious, stepping back. Mingyu smiled. "It's tempting, but I wouldn't dare. I respect you too much to cross that line." Taehyung smiled, relieved. "Thank you." He said shyly. "I remembered the time when me and Kookie also ran like this, as it was raining heavily. That was a beautiful moment." Mingyu nodded. "I wish I will find someone who will talk about me like you talk about your boyfriend. It's really cute." Taehyung smiled again. "I really love him so much. Miss him." Mingyu chuckled. "I see. But Tae...we are in Italy, be a bit careful. There are lot of guys who will come for you bluntly. Be careful, okay?" Taehyung nodded.

In the evening the fashion show went just as well as the others. It was way louder than the others. But Taehyung felt their eyes on him, admiring him from under, while he looked down at them from above. Making him feel somewhat....powerful. Taehyung enjoyed every second, knowing that this will be his last fashion show. He wanted to savour every moment of this, and later the after party.

Jungkook was somewhat nervous, his hands shaking, spilling the second coffee. "What's wrong with you today, Jungkook?" Yoongi said annoyed, as he hurried to make another coffee, looking apologetic to the customer who waited patiently at the counter. Jungkook sighed and cleaned his hand at his apron. "I don't know, I just feel something is off." Yoongi gave the customer his coffee, turning to Jungkook, who bit his lips nervously, stepping from one feet to the other. "Can you please stop that? You making me nervous too." "Sorry." Jungkook rushed to the back office, checking his phone the hundreds time. Yoongi followed. "Jungkook, calm down..." "No, hyung! Something is definitely off. I can-I can feel that! Something is wrong with Tae!" He said in an anxious tone. Yoongi looked at him concerned. "he didn't replied for hours!" "He had his last fashion show today. Maybe he's just at the after party. Or already fell asleep." Jungkook bit his nails. "I'm so stressed out...!" Yoongi patted his back, getting nervous himself a bit. "I will text him too, okay?" Jungkook nodded, holding himself at the counter.