"Does this mean we couldn't go to Paris?" Taehyun mumbled out.
They had heard what happened to their hyung. A panic attack, although Hueningkai did not divulge the entire information. But taking the current circumstances into consideration, the gang had decided to go back home.
There were still some left to film for the music video but they had agreed on finishing it somewhere in Ilsan.
Beomgyu on hearing his boyfriend mildly sulk on the fact that they couldn't have some alone time in the City of Love, chuckled a bit and pulled Taehyun to his lap. He wrapped his arms around Taehyun's snatched waist, and pulled him close.
"It's alright, baby," he ushered, "Paris isn't going anywhere. We could always go there. Anytime."
Taehyun nodded his head, smiling a little, but the next moment his smile fell.
"What about Soobinnie-hyung?", asked Taehyun, drawing little circles on Beomgyu's chest. He was genuinely scared for his hyung. Soobin hasn't had a panic attack since a long time. And Taehyun couldn't help but wonder what could have triggered Soobin to have one, so suddenly.
"He will be alright, Tae."
Taehyun hummed and sank his head back deeper into Beomgyu's neck, breathing with the rhythm so subtle, but so hot, that it actually reddened Beomgyu's cheeks.
Beomgyu carressed Taehyun's waist through his shirt, and at one poing he slipped his cold hand under the fabric, grazing the toned span of flesh. He noticed that Taehyun's breaths had sped up a little, and the younger wrapped his arms tight around Beomgyu's neck. Taehyun slowly lifted his head from his tiny hiding space and gazed at Beomgyu, eyes dazzling with unexpressed emotions.
Beomgyu smoothened out the fringes on Taehyun's forehead and tucked them back. He stared into the eyes of his lover.
Taehyun sensed hesitation. In Beomgyu's eyes.
"Beomie..." he called out.
Beomgyu hummed back a response, and looked back at Taehyun, who gave him a genuine smile. A smile that said everything was okay.
And Beomgyu smiled back.
No more words were spoken, as Beomgyu pulled in Taehyun for a slow kiss, trading secrets and souls. Beomgyu muttering how much Taehyun drove him crazy in between the kisses.
Paris or Seoul. If Beomgyu is with him, Taehyun is happy.
Taehyun is home.••••••
Taehyung had been ecstatic when their CEO announced that they will have a junior group.
Five members.
When he met them for the first time, Jimin had to literally hold him back from snatching the five and placing them in his pocket. He had brought them food and drinks whenever he could.
Once he had seen them in their practice room, all passed out and sleeping on the floor. That had taken him back to his old days with Bangtan.
When they debuted, Crown went straight to the top of his playlist and he had found himself humming to Our Summer more often than he knew.
When their first comeback was delayed, Taehyung had called all of them and took them out for dinner. He had tried his best to comfort them and tell them that everything was fine.
Taehyung and the rest of BTS was genuinely shocked when Beomgyu's voice in their DNA cover, sounded almost the same as the original. Deep. A voice that sends shivers down the spine.
All in all he loved his juniors. So much that them crying or getting sad would generate a spark of pain in him.
That is why when Hueningkai poured out all that he saw at the hospital, Taehyung didn't realise that he was crying. He wished they should have just stayed back home.
That night, he and Beomgyu talked.
About general stuff.
Like Taehyun.Five minutes into the conversation and Taehyung knew Beomgyu was absolutely in love with their little savage baby.
But he sensed Beomgyu's slight fear. Fear of everyone knowing.
"Follow your heart, Beomie.", said Taehyung and that was enough for Beomgyu.
Taehyung told him to take Taehyun to Paris.
"Soobin will be fine, bud. We will take care of him.", saud Taehyung.
Beomgyu seemed to be in a dilemma. He couldn't just suddenly get the two of them to a trip. At least with Soobin in this condition.
"I will tell the rest of them", Taehyung pressed.
"You never know what's gonna happen next, buddy. So right now, it's about you two."
Beomgyu smiled.
Yes, it's about them. At least during this moment.
•••••••••••
He was here.
You let him go.I touched him.
You let him go.I kissed him.
You let him go.He smiled.
You let him go.I let him go.
The next time he had gone to the hospital, room 512 was empty.
No Soobin.
Yeonjun simply went mad.
He never slept sound.
He tossed and turned. Cried.
Wishing he was in Soobin's arms.
He cried out to Jennie to call Jimin, which apparently went in vain as she wasn't able to reach him at all.
He stopped going for teaching his classes.
He even once got drunk at a bar, shouting out Soobin's name. Jennie had a hard time that night. And she cried with him.
Yeonjun was destroyed. He could never think about getting back to his normal routine again. And oh, he wished he could.
He barely talked to Jennie.
He barely ate.Nothing interested him. Mindlessly scrolling through his phone he came upon Leo's number.
Funny he had about 50 missed calls from Leo, but he never bothered to return even one.Everything seemed so meaningless to him.
Yet he doesn't know what prompted him to reach Leo's house and ring the doorbell.
Maybe the alcohol.
Or the heartbreak.When Leo opened the door, he saw Yeonjun.
And the next moment, Leo felt long hands grabbing his face and soft lips colliding with his own.
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Oops. Don't murder me.
A slight cliffhanger.
And a short chapter too.
Author is tired. And sleepy.Omg its 30 chapters already.
So... Ephemeral will be posted soon. I just need to get a good starting.
Stay healthy and stay safe.
P.s Stream Blue Hour.
P.p.s I just saw GFriend's new teaser for Mago. And I love it. BH is owning the retro.
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