🩹scared | taegyu

🩹nineteen

cinnamon apples and a comforting hand

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A/N this chapter is also a long one. i hope you like it :'(

taehyun's hands are shaking as he looks at the black screen. the phone is threatening to fall from his grasp as he continues to imagine all the things that could be wrong. 

he jumps in his seat as a text notification buzzes in on his phone seconds later. taehyun quickly opens beomgyu's contact to read the newest message; on my way :)

taehyun continues to pace around, in his entire house, waiting for beomgyu to arrive. the rain hammers on the windows as if it wants to be let in. loud gusts of wind shake the house as taehyun continues to worry. he doesn't know how long he has been frantically waiting for the older, but snaps out of it as soon as the doorbell rings. 

he runs to the front door, not bothering to change out of his pajamas. nearly tripping over his feet as he pushes the door handle down. 

beomgyu is standing outside, panting softly as taehyun opens the front door. the wind is so strong taehyun has to use both hands to keep it from slamming shut. 

the older wears a frightened expression, but sends a lying smile towards the younger as they lock eyes. the hair on the back of his head flies in all directions as, but his fringe is so wet it's plastered to his forehead like a helmet. 

taehyun's mouth opens as he realizes beomgyu ran all the way to his house. because his clothes are soaked and there is no sign of a car in the driveway. beomgyu isn't even wearing a coat and his vans are not fit for the horrible weather. taehyun notices he's wearing a knee brace, but doesn't question it. it's probably because he fell over the other day. 

the rain pours behind him and he isn't holding his usual purple umbrella, the wind is too strong for umbrellas today. 

"where is your coat?" taehyun asks, letting him in. he ignores the fact that beomgyu has come completely empty handed and hasn't even brought his backpack. 

"oh-" beomgyu says, realising he has forgotten to bring all his things. he wears a blank expression and looks completely distraught. taehyun wants to engulf him in a big hug, but he knows it'll make the other uncomfortable. 

"that's fine, beomgyu. just come inside." taehyun says, but beomgyu hesitates for a second. and taehyun continues fighting the urge to vomit again out of fear. what the hell is happening?

"my mum is at work. it's fine, just come inside." taehyun adds, seeing the older like this weirdly enough hurts him. 

beomgyu cautiously steps inside. pulling off his soaked shoes, padding his cold feet on the floor, his socks make imprints where he's standing. and his t-shirt clings to his skin, beomgyu visibly shivers as the younger closes the front door. taehyun doesn't really know how to make this better. 

"i'll get you a pair of socks and a dry sweater." taehyun says, leading the older into the living room to sit down on the sofa. 

beomgyu sits down, looking around like a lost puppy. the younger hurries to his bedroom and grabs a big, green hoodie, thick pajama pants and a pair of fuzzy, yellow socks. returning quietly to the living room with the clothes, handing them to beomgyu and showing him to the bathroom. 

"do you want a snack?" taehyun asks quietly, just as beomgyu is about to shut the bathroom door to change his clothes and dry his hair. he gives a small nod and taehyun immediately regrets asking. do they even have food beomgyu likes?