"The more I try to get to you, the more we crash apart." After a myriad of mistakes committed in his leather jacket with a cigarette between his teeth, Jungkook finds himself exiled to his aunt's house in a quiet, faraway town for the summer. Nothing much goes on in the neighbourhood, or so he thinks until he meets a boy with sunset-coloured hair named Kim Taehyung. note: this is a repost from ao3 since it was deleted and the author orphaned their account. i have no claim with this fic, i did not write this. the credits goes to ongsztone.