The Prince - ♛ taegguk ♛ [On hiatus]

♛ Twenty Six ♛

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Jeongguk wrapped his hand around the handle and turned it, pushing the door open.

Taehyung stood be the side of his bed, phone in hand—probably looking through social media—in his silk pajamas that looked so good on him. His hair was damp from showering, lips coated in lip balm making them look peachy pink and glossy, skin so smooth and clean, eyes soft but widening when they saw Jeongguk standing in the doorway.

"Jeongguk?" Taehyung asked, voice soft and shocked.

Jeongguk gulped, closing the door behind him and looking at Taehyung with nervous eyes. "What have I told you about getting on your phone in times like this?" He said, trying to ease the crushing tension.

Taehyung looked at his phone, blinking a few times before turning it off and putting it on the dresser, motions all he incredibly soft. He was shocked that Jeongguk had just shone up.

"What.." He cleared his throat to try and gain composure, "What are you doing here?" He crosses his arms.

Jeongguk opened his mouth to speak, but it was hard. Taehyung looked so beautiful and so soft, making it hard for Jeongguk to focus. He missed him, so much. He missed how he spoke and how he looked at him. He just wanted to stare at Taehyung and take in his night, natural beauty in case he wouldn't get to see him like this again.

"I—I um.." Jeongguk gulped again, he looked at the ground, "Dohawn said that you—that you came by my room earlier- a-and I wanted to see what you wanted.. in case it was important." He said, nervous and stuttering.

Taehyung blinked a few times, it taking him some seconds to register everything. Jeongguk was in his uniform, his fitted uniform and to see him up close again, his Bambi eyes filled with nervousness, was definitely something that made Taehyung's heart flutter.

He missed him. So much. And now there was only about seven feet separating them. And maybe it did feel like a larger gap but he felt like there was less tension then before.

Or maybe it was just a different type of tension.

"Oh.. oh right." Taehyung nodded, looking to the side for a moment. "I um.." What was he supposed to say? Taehyung ran his fingers on the night stand, looking there instead of Jeongguk so he could actually speak. "I was just hoping to talk to you."

"About?" Jeongguk looked up at him, eyes uncontrollably hopeful.

Taehyung hesitated. "Well.. my Father is sick.. and the wedding is put off.." he said softly, nervous. "And I don't really know why but I wanted to see you.. and I was hoping that.." he paused.

"Hoping that what?" Jeongguk asked, stepping forward, eliminating a few feet between them.

Say it.. say you want me. Say it, please. Jeongguk mentally begged.

"I was hoping that we could talk about.. what happened and.. I don't know." He shook his head, doubting himself. He's never had to this much talking about emotions with Jeongguk. He just always knew what he was thinking.

"Taehyung," Jeongguk stepped forward again, leaving three feet between them. "Look at me," he said softly.

Taehyung took a second but he looked at Jeongguk finally, meeting his doe eyes close again for the first time in such a soft atmosphere. Of course, there was still tension their and their hearts were beating incredibly fast, beating against their ribs but.. it was easier now. Different. Thrilling.