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⠀"i had a good time today." he said it with a smile, such a small and pretty one that had the younger falling back down into a spiral of sun rays and glitter and everything pretty. he stood at his hotel door, like he wanted to say more, like he wanted to do more. taehyung really wished he did.
he still wished jungkook did. even that next morning when his alarm went off and he rolled out of bed, taehyung wished jungkook fucking did something more. he didn't want to beg to be kissed again, or to push it more than what the older may have wanted — but fuck, taehyung really wanted to kiss him again.
today was his first show in santa clara, which means he was up way too early and already wondering how bad the bags were under his eyes. last night they got back to the hotel just after ten pm, after calling for a ride since there was no way they'd walk back. it wasn't too late, and taehyung should've gone to bed right away knowing he'd be up in a few hours, but he was really too caught up in his own thoughts.
taehyung already felt his phone vibrating in the back pocket of his jeans, knowing it was his manager probably asking where he was and why he wasn't ready yet. namjoon should have been proud that he was half dressed before 7 am today, even though he still walked around his room in just jeans and a cup of tea in his hands.
by the time he found a shirt and brushed his teeth, not caring to style his hair as he shoved on a ball cap backwards, his tea had run cold. taehyung left in on the small table and grabbed his things, keys and phone, before leaving the room and heading down to the lobby. namjoon was waiting for him, eyes on his phone and coffee in hand as usual. "good morning." the man greeted the rockstar.
taehyung nodded and greeted his manager back, seeing how they were the only two here plus a bodyguard. "hey did jungkook leave already?" he asked.
his manager took a long sip from his coffee and started to walk to the lobby doors. he just hummed and shoved his phone into his pocket. "he went with hoseok i think, maybe an hour ago." namjoon said, then pointed out their car before they walked down to it.
taehyung frowned a little at that, but he also reminded himself that now it was work. there was no free time anymore to mess around and think about fantastic things. he only frowned more.
the stadium wasn't too far, but definitely huge. it was a lot bigger than taehyung expected, considering it was a foreign show in another country other than his home. he couldn't stop the way he stared out the window and let his mouth fall open a little as they drove up. "this is insane." he said, stepping out of the car and still staring up at the stadium.
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dynamite | taekook
Fiksi Penggemar一 he is a bad bitch, made up of magic. ﹏ 𝐭𝐨𝐩!𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦!𝐭𝐚𝐞 [completed]