KIM TAEHYUNG now stood in the midst of the chilly breeze, its blow ruffling harshly against his black curls and yet he found it soothing regardless its unlikable temperature.
His shoes dug on the earthy ground, the tall grass of the meadows swaying and dancing against his feet whilst the dirt beneath his shoes felt warm, closing his eyes in rhapsody as he hears the rustling of the trees' leaves that stood just nearby.
"You like it here?"
"Shut up," Taehyung grumbled.
His short lived moment of peace and tranquillity was cut off when the younger's distinct footsteps approached him from behind, and just then as he felt Jungkook's warmth with his arms wrapped around his figure, Taehyung shivered then said, "What do you think your doing?"
Jungkook expelled a breath, grabbing the older's hand to take ahold of the material that wrapped itself on his figure, "Warming you up," Then he took a step back, giving them about little space in between.
Taehyung opened his eyes and looked down to see that he held a neatly weaved crochet blanket, giving him enough warmth though he silently preferred Jungkook's body heat, secretly missing his hold when the younger retreated away.
And to control himself from shifting his gaze towards the chestnut haired man— whom he felt to be staring at him intently— he glanced up at the canopy of scintillating stars that draped above them, almost like those fairy lights that filled the entire dusky sky of midnight blue.
Somehow, Taehyung already knew the younger's purpose of bringing him to such place, and standing in his spot brought him back to one memory that held familiarity, one memory beneath the stars and the clashing waves, and he misses it.
But then he had to ask, parting his chapped lips when he mumbled, "What now, Jungkook? You know that we'll be busy these days with the party coming up and I'm tired of this, especially now that you dragged me here."
Jungkook sighed, "Tired of what? Work? Me?"
The younger's heart geared into overdrive. He wanted to reach the older, to hug him, touch him, to kiss him— but he told himself not to act in haste, not to cause another mistake that will drive the other apart from him, "Because I'm not, Tae. I brought you here to apologize and to clear things up."
