𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐉𝐎𝐎𝐍 | STRANGERS TO LOVERS AU
❝Trust me, I'm the living embodiment of
'It could be worse❞
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Ever since Taehyung met The
Boy with Tattoos in the plant
shop he works at, it's uncanny
that he begins to see him
more and...
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| WEDNESDAY, JUNE 24, 2020 :: 9:43 AM
Taehyung would kill to be anywhere but here right now.
Yes, the eggs smelled delectable on the glass top stove, but he had a slight problem with the person cooking them.
Well, the people cooking them.
"I swear to god," Taehyung groans, turning to face the pair. "If you two get your make-out spit in the eggs, I will stab you."
Jeongguk winces, backing up slightly from Hoseok. Though, he's quick to place a peck on his lips when Taehyung turns around. Hoseok giggles and squeezes Jeongguk's waist once more before heading back to Taehyung.
"So," Jeongguk says, placing his attention back on the eggs. "Where are you guys from?"
Hoseok sits down on the couch next to Taehyung, and snickers as Taehyung's sanity threatens to leave his body. While he continues with his groans, Hoseok answers, "I thought it would be obvious we're from Korea."
Jeongguk blushes, "I mean, yeah, that was kind of obvious. But, I meant like specifics. Like s-"
"We live by Kang's," Taehyung cuts him off, honestly getting tired of his rambling.
As far as Taehyung could tell, Jeongguk had a good heart. Judging by how quickly he and Hoseok hit it off, he supposed they would be a good match.
Plus, he was rich.
And of course, he shouldn't focus on his wealth. Because of course, his personality should matter more.
But, he was rich.
He could see that from the large modern painting plastered on his wall. Everything about the painting was beautiful, and the style was different from anything he had ever seen.
It had to be by RM.
"Hey, Jeongguk?" Taehyung says, marveling at the size of the painting.
"Yeah?" Jeongguk says, popping his head into the living room. He instantly smiles when he sees Taehyung admiring the painting.
The art was a beautiful oil-canvas painting of what seemed to be two men with their arms around each other. In fact, one of the men looked like Jeongguk.
Who the fuck is this kid?
"I've never seen this one in the museums, or his website. Where'd you get it?"
Jeongguk's smile grows even larger, and from a distance, Hoseok feels his heart jump in his chest. He would never tell Taehyung, though.
"Oh yeah! Namjoon is my best friend. It was a gift for my birthday."
Taehyung's eyes widen and turn to Jeongguk who's smiling as if he just won the Olympics.
Though, he does miss how Jeongguk says Namjoon instead of RM. The sentence flies completely over his head.
