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Stay With Me - Sam Smith
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Soft teases.
Gentle kisses.
Warm arms.
Tender breath.
That was what swayed Taehyung away from his sleep. It felt like a dream for a moment, the gentle waves after a melancholy storm. Maybe it was the way these delicate fingers glide against his honey soft skin, or perhaps it was the soft humming that sounded like a delicate song from the heart.
Maybe it was none of that.
Maybe it was the who was doing it.
When Taehyung flutters his eyes open, blinking a few times to adjust to the fairy lights of the room. The sun is slowly rising, casting a dark blue glow against the white curtains, making the room appear not so entirely dark of the early morning.
The humming continues and Taehyung slowly moves his head to where it was coming from.
Only to be met with Jungkook's wide sleepy eyes.
There's a concentrated pout on his lips, following his finger against Taehyung's chest as it traces over the Truth tattoo delicately.
Taehyung just stared.
He stared to the way his raven hair sprawled messily against the pink pillow, revealing his undercut that looked so perfect on him. The calm expression of his face, not with any stressed marks of furrowed eyebrows or squinted eyes whenever he gets upset. Brown chocolate eyes filled by a song, in complete concentration with the soft brown iris melting to his every touch. Perked pink lips, pouted but slowly moved as he softly mouthed the words of the song he's humming lowly.
At this moment, nothing has ever really mattered more in Taehyung's life than keeping Jungkook like this; Calm, tender, and not upset.
He's so peaceful.
In his own little word, filled with wonder.
The clench of Taehyung's heart is firm, as though the invisible hand's purpose is to drive every breath out of him.
Everything is okay now, right?
Is it safe to wrap his arm around Jungkook's waist and pull him close?
Would a walking disaster appear in their awake if maybe he kissed him with the intention of it not being because of lust?
Can he be sure Jungkook won't disappear by Taehyung's reckless decisions?
No. Taehyung can't be sure about none of that.
But he's tired of being afraid of it.
So tired of having Jungkook so close yet push him so far.
He has his reasons, of course he does, but he already spoken those things to Jungkook.
So now he has to trust himself that he won't mess this up.
Never would he ever wish to hurt him, all he wants is to keep him safe.
However by now it's just so hard to be away when that's not what they're want.
Closer, they want to be closer.
And Taehyung finally let that barrier completely crumble down to pieces.
He's done being a warrior.
If he gets hurt, fuck it.
He can live with the thought that he tried, and remembering that he once did something good for himself and for someone he cared about.
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