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jeongguk disliked school for it meant having to give up on his precious sleep, something he wouldn't do for all the things in the world.
it was only his mother who could possibly make him do things he would never even imagine doing. such was his love for the woman who gave birth to him, made him into the person he was now. the aromas and the warmth she brought entwined with a mother's love, the little moments when her eyes would light up looking at a flower growing on the pavement, her excitement on seeing the way the light played upon the path.
In a life so ordinary, she was the one who was extraordinary, because she made it that way. how she turned the mundane into fascination and love, or her belief in the beauty of every little thing made her jeongguk's angel.
if given a chance, jeongguk would never step one foot inside the big, old, grey building, lined with numerous hallways and millions of classrooms, the place they called school. yet in his mother's sweet voice calling him down for breakfast, her apron patterned with bunnies (they reminded her of jeongguk), the aroma of the breakfast she made for him, or of the lunch she was packing, jeongguk felt a moment of serenity. the way she softly ushered him out the front door, ruffling his hair. or the way she waited for him to come home, arms open wide to engulf her (not so) little bunny into a hug, all of it made jeongguk feel so calm, so loved, so safe.
going to school could never be hell, if it meant coming back home into his mother's arms.
yet this morning, jeongguk found another reason to endure school, when he ran into the star boy in the hallway.
the boy he'd so fondly observed last night. jeongguk might've had a lot of crushes but this boy was ...different, jeongguk was sure of it.
the way he softly blinked his pretty eyelashes, looking up into jeongguk's eyes, muttering a soft "sorry" in a voice... a voice that jeongguk didn't see coming, a voice that filled his entire being.
the boy was a prime example of duality.
the boy looked soft, certainly endearing, at the same time he looked powerful, just a stare felt like it could shift the universe.
his chiselled features carrying a hint of adorableness, the light in his eyes dancing with a childlike enthusiasm, something jeongguk noticed very often in his own mother. but the boy's voice was like the magma chamber of a volcano, deep, golden and so full.
"it's alright," jeongguk muttered, a bit taken aback by the beauty of the boy. he was a shining star, shining with greek god-like visuals, his rich voice reverberating through jeongguk making him feel a certain type of way. their hands brushed as they gathered their fallen books, jeongguk turning a deep shade of crimson, not gone unnoticed by the boy, who chuckled softly, like soft, rolling thunder that billows across the dark skies on a stormy night. a calming tone, powerful but soft. jeongguk could hear him speak all day, admire him all day.
"i'm taehyung," the boy said, standing up and holding his hand out to shake jeongguk's. "j-jeongguk," the younger stuttered, taken aback at the sudden handshake. there he went. the same, soft chuckle, shaking jeongguk all over, followed by a smile so pretty, so enchanting, so captivating. it was rectangular, showing all his sparkly, white teeth, the way his eyes lit up along with it, the way his faced morphed into a baby like happiness. so cute.
his duality was something, jeongguk had never seen before. it made him feel an odd combination of emotions, something he couldn't describe. but taehyung had gone for his heart in the very first second since jeongguk had known him. there was nothing else, jeongguk knew. he felt so whipped, there was certainly no other word.
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Finally lmao A bigger chapter :) Writer's block is honestly such a bitch tho. Did you like this?
The picture above is Skipping With Stars; I chose it because not only did it show the theme of this book, a starlit sky, but also the childishness, the childlike enthusiasm I've mentioned in this chapter, for both Tae and Gguk's mom :')
