For some odd reasons, whenever TXT had gone for interviews they always felt homesick.
Like really homesick.And there is the cringefest.
And the chaos.
When once asked why they were so chaotic like their seniors, Beomgyu had replied.
"Oh no. Our seniors are a different level of chaos. They are more like chaos among order. Like there is someone or the other within the group to actually stop them if the chaos meter goes way too high. But for us, we're chaos and Gen Z combined. That's like a deadly combination. Problem is none of us know if the chaos meter is going out of limit. So yeah... we get to the extreme."
Which was apparently a very funny comment given that Beomgyu had said it with a straight face.
When the interviews were over for the day, all the five would huddle up in the hotel room, and just talk about everything that did NOT happen that day. They would talk about their home.
Their Seoul.
Even if she was far away, she lend that warmth to them. Something that practically serenades them over.
And when they finally get back, or even when they are home, the only thing that they would talk about was Seoul.
Not surprisingly, Soobin does not feel like going home. He wants to stay back. Hopefully see him again and maybe talk or even watch him at a distance one more time.
But he knew how much that hurt him. How much it hurt his loved ones to see him lament about something that is very arduous to achieve.
The plane ride back was silent. Eerily silent.
Soobin felt he couldn't look at anyone, without a gaze of sympathy in return.
He noticed the absence of Taehyun and Beomgyu, gradually putting the pieces together, he arrived at the obvious.
Their story had just started.
Soobin groaned feebly as he realised how much it disturbed him. To a point that he was jealous of his two younger brothers.
But he felt like he lost his voice. Even if he wanted to let go, he couldn't.
Even if he wanted to hold on, he doesn't know what to hold on to.He was too lost in his deep thoughts, that he didn't notice the eldest of the group, glare at his phone, frowning. Seokjin tried not to show out his discomfort and inevitable shock, as he read the words 'Lee Seul-Rin' and 'affair' in the same sentence in the headline of the article.
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Taehyun felt that photos did no justice to Paris. Just being there, getting embraced by that feeling of tranquility and just breathing in that strange sensation of romance that lingers in the air, was definitely something that one could never attain by gazing at random panoramic pictures of the place.
They stayed in the hotel, and let the days go by slowly. Painfully slow, they wished.
Taehyun would wake up in Beomgyu's arms. Of course he had done that before, back when they were artists, they used to sleep in the same bed.
But this was different.
A good different.
Beomgyu wouldn't get up that fast; he would grumble and toss over wishing for some more minutes of slumber. And Taehyun would straddle him out of the blue, roll his hips, teasing the elder.
Beomgyu's eyes would snap open and the whole process would turn into a full on make out session.In the end, they would pull back breathlessly, and Beomgyu would murmur to him, smooth words of love.
On how much he had wanted this for years.
On how lucky he is.Taehyun loved that feeling. The feeling of being precious to Beomgyu. The feeling of being his.
He was jolted up from his little musing in the middle of the street, when Beomgyu placed a warm hand on his waist.
Taehyun didn't even needed to turn back to know if it was Beomgyu. For in such a short time, they had becomr so familiar with their bodies. Every nook and corner."What do you want to eat?", asked Beomgyu, slowly carressing Taehyun's waist hidden under the Tshirt.
Taehyun hummed slightly, "Let's eat Coq au vin."Beomgyu smiled.
"Sure, baby."
Not to mention the fact that, with Beomgyu, Taehyun felt that Paris was fucking gorgeous.
••••••••
"Yeonjunnie...", Jennie called out.
Yeonjun was packing.
For once, he wanted to, no, needed to set things right.
He needed to go back. Back to his Soobin.
Back home."You cannot stop me, Noona. And please don't try." Yeonjun spoke out firmly.
He packed all the letters he had addressed to his lover, neatly, in a box, careful not to damage the sides.
Jennie was a bit surprised when she had came into the house and saw Yeonjun sorting out his dresses into his bag. She realised that Yeonjun was going after Soobin. But he looked rather explosive than someone who was determined to win a heart back. As if he was driven by something more extreme and rash.
It was like he had no direction.
She knew that it would not be right if she let Yeonjun go alone.
"Let me come with you, buddy."
Yeonjun stopped. He looked back to see Jennie clearly adorning a worried face.
He smiled and held her hands.
"I will be fine, noona."Jennie scoffed playfully, "You say that all the time, you twerp. And then everything kinda goes haywire."
Yeonjun smiled cheekily.
"Okay, then. We will go together."
He then proceeded to make coffee, abandoning his packing drill.
Jennie treaded along the waters, carefully as she placed her question before him.
"Do you need to go, Jun? ... what if, something doesn't go right?"
"Are you scared, noona?"
Yes, Jennie wants to say. She is scared of her demons back there.
But as they say, there is one point in your life where you stumble upon your demons again. It's almost inevitable.
"No... just asking. What will you do then?"
Yeonjun sighed out.
"I don't know, noona."
"Then, why take the risk, Yeon?"
Yeonjun turned back.
"He is worth the risk."
Jennie asked herself.
Is he?
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So... I had a bit too much work. Sorry to keep you guys waiting.
Yeonbin moments, here we come.Ok so there's a lot much to talk about.
1. I accidentally decided to watch WAP.
And now I flinch everytime I see leopard prints.2. I recommend y'all watch TwoSetsViolin videos. I am not gonna spoil anything.
3. As for EPHEMERAL, ...... *sighs* I will post it. But I need some time for that.
4. To do is coming back!!!!
5. My year end exam results would be out this week or the next.
Pray.
Please.Stay tuned yall.
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