KIM TAEHYUNG was in between anxiety and bliss, though the latter was more subduing.
Unlike the others who spent their lunch somewhere else, Taehyung stayed behind, relishing his food of egg rolls, cooked vegetables, and beef. And of course, Jungkook was there to bug him, but aside his aggravating attributes, the two did spend some quality time talking— mostly Jungkook vexing the older— flirting about, and reveling their moment in privacy and solitude, because for one, it didn't prevail long enough when the other employees were quick to resume in their posts.
Unbelievably enough, Jungkook didn't force out any move at all. Though that was such an opportunistic chance for the younger to venture with, he held back, learning from his previous attempts that he needed to take things slow and show his unfeigned and transparent sincerity.
One that Taehyung was still holding and judging with his doubts and skepticism.
But another prospect that the older didn't expect was for the younger to be an excellent cook, and he did give a counterattack by teasing Jungkook yet again with his sweet behavior— somewhat it were actions and aspects that Taehyung wasn't that accustomed with, be it the same with Park and the other people's case— but it was also what made the older feel relieved, seeing him smile and get shy artlessly.
Though he would often get his confidence back, deflecting Taehyung's revenge when he showered him with compliments and mostly, of course, Jungkook's inappropriate jokes.
And whirring back to yesterday's events had him vindicate how Jungkook really affects him, how he can have him burning with rage and then have his heart hit in a riptide of oppressing emotions because of Jungkook's charms without delay.
"You thinking about me?" A voice spoke, close enough, that the sudden whiff of expensive perfume overcame his senses. And being susceptible to his debates and reflections, Taehyung densely responded, "Yeah..."
The voice released a dramatic gasp, that person's chin resting on Taehyung's shoulder when he mumbled, "Oh? You're making me blush, Tae."
Hearing his nickname whizzed him out of his fantasies, turning his head in breakneck speed, but seeing as to how close their proximity was, his eyes meeting a pair of familiar and beautiful brown orbs, made him realize that he made a grave mistake.
