🩹scared | taegyu

🩹forty

a different kind of love

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

(yeonbin special because it's jjuni's birthday)

"aahhhh!" taehyun lets out in frustration, banging his fist on the kitchen table. 

"why do i even have to learn about these stupid wars?!"

"we have to learn from past mistakes, to make sure it won't happen again." soobin says, he understands that taehyun is frustrated. but it's important to know about these things. 

"but it makes me think of beomgyu!" taehyun whispers into his notebook. quickly writing down something in his mind map. 

"and breathing makes me think of yeonjun. get over it, just ignore those thoughts!" soobin says in an annoyed tone. 

"you can't let me win can you?" taehyun says, "you always have to have it worse than me."

"yeah! actually i do, atleast he fucking kissed you." soobin snarls, "and he kissed you a lot!"

"i bet yeonjun kissed you too! you're probably lying right to my face!" 

"he did actually!" soobin says, "and it was nice. but then i woke up! because it was a fucking dream!"

"oh my god, get it together soobin! we're so fucking dumb and in love. I HATE IT!" taehyun yells. throwing his book on the floor. soobin does the same with angry eyebrows. 

"what the hell is going on in here?" hyejin asks, as she has miraculously appeared in the doorway to the kitchen. 

"we hate being in love. it sucks absolute ass." taehyun says and soobin lets out a loud laugh. 

"it sucks ass to the absolute maximum."

"yeah, mommy, do you hear that? if you're going to gush over yong-sun, please be respectful, we're not in the mood."

"yes, your majesty. i will leave immediately then." she says in a posh tone. and it sends soobin into a fit of giggles. why can't his mum be like that?

"what time is it?" he asks taehyun after he has calmed down. said boy turns on his phone to show him. but soobin frowns as the screen lights up, so does taehyun. 

"you should swap your lockscreen." taehyun does as he's told. 

"it'll only make it harder to get over. block him for a few days too. it'll help you think of something else." soobin says and the other does that too. 

"but you still have yeonjun as your wallpaper. why's that?"

"i don't want to get over him. we were supposed to get married." 

  

  

  

soobin's feet drag across the pavement as he walks home. his shoes are soaked and it hurts to move his toes. the tip of his nose turns pinker and pinker by the minute as the wind snakes it's way down his neck.