ₛₜᵣₐwbₑᵣᵣy cₕₐₘₚₐgₙₑ (taekook)

taehyung poured his glass of
┊ the red liquor into his mouth,
┊ swallowing down the sticky, sweet
┊ substance. although, there was
┊ something else, someone in
┊ fact, that caught his eye.
┊ jungkook. too young for this club,
┊ for any club actually.
┊ his lips were coated in a glossy,
┊ strawberry red. the fine make up
┊ had been well applied, as well as his
┊ pretty blue coloured-contact lenses.
┊ and, was that hair new? the boy's
┊ head was lit up in a soft nectarine
┊ colour, and taehyung was almost
┊ ashamed he could see such
┊ unnoticeable things off this boy,
┊ but he watched the kid every sat-
┊ urday night. and every time,
┊ something was missing, or new,
┊ like the peircing he got last weekend.
┊ taehyung knew from when he first saw it,
┊ the boy's parents would have hated
┊ the feminine look on their son.
┊ but a part of him, some part, pleaded
┊ to spoil this boy, make him a brat
┊ and beat him back down whenever he
┊ said something smart.
┊ his wet, oh so wet, dreams would nev-
┊ er come true.
┊ or so he thought.
┊ within the next week, he had miraculo-
┊ usly found young jungkook at an inter-
┊ net cafe, this time, there were
┊ sparks of strawberry pink
┊ threaded through his hair.
┊ with headphones plugged in
┊ the laptop that sat before him...