Dichrome || k.th [COMPLETED]

29| Awake

"ƒσ¢υѕ ση ѕтαуιηg ιη тнє мσмєηт."

— s.mcnutt

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"This is some long ass date."

Taehyung looked over at you, sensing that the load of dopamine had finally started affecting you.

"Not that I don't like it, though. This was beautiful." You added in order to make your previous remark seem less ungrateful, "Probably the best night I've ever had. It's just so overwhelming for me to see how long this moment is lasting, when good times usually don't."

"I think it's because it actually has been pretty late."

"Really, what time is it?"

"Around twelve."

"Holy shit, really?" You couldn't help but exclaim before jolting, slightly shaking the stability of the surface which caused Taehyung's eyes to shoot open.

"Hey, hey, hey," He held your arms in order to tell you to keep your shit together. "Your surprise ain't changing the time."

"Touché."

Taehyung's grip slightly relaxed as he gently pushed you back to sit you down. He involuntarily popped a smile, amused at your behavior. Almost envious.

Screw it, he was envious.

He wanted to be as carefree too. Not caring if they fell off the rooftop, or if it broke down. If they were kicked out of the bowling zone and their date wasn't as perfect as he had anticipated.

Screw it.

For the first time, he hated being meticulous.

For he found something better. He found out being real.

And he wanted it, like wanting coffee in the morning.

"Give me that shit." The words slipped out like an inevitable blizzard, as he gestured toward the little deadly stick you held.

You frowned, shifting your gaze to your third cigarette. Lifting it up as you asked, "This?"

Taehyung knew you were rubbing it in. Tempting him to break his ego and beg you for it. As much as he expressed his annoyance through groans, you could see his mouth water upon watching you inhale in the sweetness before whimpering in bliss, and let out irregular forms of smoke. Like white cotton candy dissipating in the air.

"Yes," He gritted, "please?"

"Sure, baby." You took the cigarette from your mouth and loosely placed it in between his sculptured lips.