"Do you really have to go so soon? you just arrived"

Taehyung sighs disappointment, pout almost drawing his lips when the minutes already drove by when catching up had been brought.

Hyun laughs "It's not like I won't keep coming here more often" And as if to make his point, he lifts his brow "Now won't you come here and give your favorite hyung a goodbye hug?"

Taehyung tries to look as mad as possible. He graciously allows him to ditch his plans of staying that way until he would stay a bit longer. But when he smiles it's a little wobbly and he can't help but falter it all and sink into the elders embrace.

Just as they pull away the door to the training studio opens. And Taehyung follows Hyun's amused gaze towards the exit. He grows even further and crosses his arms over his chest, making him look impenetrable when he looks at the doorframe.

Jeongguk's large frame looms in the doorway with steel in his posture and in his face. But this time his eyes wasn't on him, it was on Hyun. The glint of rigid in his eyes shifts and his knuckles turn white over the handle and they becomes as biting as the sharp wind outside.

Hyun's smirk only spreads after the air  grows timid. "Long time no see Jeongguk"

Taehyung shifts his gaze between them confused.

"Last time I saw you, you were locked up right? it's nice to see you're out again"

Jeongguk's jaw is set tight, and there's a venomous linger in his features. "Why are you here"

Taehyung can feel a sharp sting behind his words, frustration threatening to escape from how hard his knuckles are turning white. His mind is drifting for an answer but his heart is just happy to see Jeongguk and Taehyung's torn between the two as the air grows tenser.

He had been confused by his hostility and blinked up at them with round, wondrous eyes.

But hyun doesn't seem bothered at all. Not when he chuckles the lightest, eyes sparkling with affection as he throws an arm around Taehyung's shoulder. Taking the ballerina by suprise.

"I'm here to see my friend of course, I missed him a little to much while away"

Finally this time Jeongguk turns his gaze towards Taehyung, face void of any emotion but he still has Taehyung's breath stopping for just one moment.

He clenches his jaw and looks away. He looks visibly upset when his eyes are back on Hyun. Who's amusement in his own are only growing frigid. There's underlying words behind them and it's as Taehyung isn't there anymore.

Jeongguk is about to say something but stops. When his eyes falter back to Taehyung just for moment before his frown draws deeper beyond his brows. And Hyun, he seems to have it all under control.

"Well, it's better for me to get going now. I'll see you later then tae right?"

"Oh, yeah.." Taehyung stumbles out of his daze. Confused as his eyes turn back to the elder. A small smile gradient on his lips.

He thinks that he is about to leave then without a word, but when he gets to the door, just beside Jeongguk, he looks back over his shoulder. The slight hint of shift in his smirk. "It's really nice that you're out again"

As soon as the door is shut behind them the air grows quiet. It seems the more silent it grows, the more distance there is between them and Taehyung can't seem to catch up on any words.

He only gets his answer when Jeongguk finally looks up at him, eyes set into a glare. "Why are you hanging around him?"Jeongguk's words are cold, distant.

It makes him feel sick. Confusion and. strong will evident on his features.

"What do you mean? he's my friend"

Jeongguk scoffs at that, "Of course the rich kids are always stuck together" he comment offhandedly. He sounds a little bothered, and Taehyung feels his insides shrivel up. Taehyung's frowning slightly and he's already started to pick at the skin around his nails.

The ballerina feels himself plummeting. Of course, Jeongguk won't change. Jeongguk is reckless with his words and Taehyung balls his fists tightly.

"That has nothing to do with who I hang out with, if it did I wouldn't-"

"You wouldn't what?!" At the strong hostility in his sprewed tone, Taehyung almost flinches back. Jeongguk takes a few steps closer but he's still so far away, meeting the blonde's eyes properly for the first time now, but there's so much rage in there that Taehyung wants to look away.

"You wouldn't what? talk with someone like me?"  He asks again, this time a little louder than before and his voice hold so much rigid that Taehyung feels himself suffocating when he steps closer.

"That's not it-"

"Then what the fuck is it?!" Jeongukk stare is intense and his voice had never sounded so resentful. But his heart is beating loudly in his chest and there's rage coursing through his veins. Fueled even further by the tense air, Jeongguk tears him apart with his words.

The floor underneath him shifts again. His stupid mouth and his stupid words.

"You don't understand anything" Taehyung retorts back strong, by the overwhelming urge to defend himself. The air grows thicker and he can't even look him in the eye anymore.

"Understand what? the way you start to get cozy with everyone around you like it's a fucking game?" There's a crack in Jeongguk's features, something turns across his face and a hint of jealousy is behind his harsh tone.

The air between them is thick but with a different kind of tension. It's suffocating. Like he's back at the competition stage last year and felt his stomach twist with the urge to throw up.

Taehyung clenches his fists further, to the point his nails dig into his skin and he can't feel it. He has no right. Jeongguk has no right saying this. He has no right to tell him how he feels, how he thinks.

And he opens his mouth, tries to say something. Tries to tell Jeongguk that he's wrong. That he doesn't care about getting to know anyone else. He really didn't have to.

But the silence and the tenseness around them swallows his words and he doesn't know why he ever let himself have hope.

When Taehyung doesn't respond fast enough, Jeongguk lets out a small hollow chuckle.

Turns his head to the side, the edge of hus face clenched tight. "This is fucking bullshit"

Jeongguk's words linger in his ears as he turns around. Towards the door and he feels the sensation starts from the pit of his stomach. It turns until it and hurts and he can't recognize what part of his heart had sucked up all the fullness and warmth. The only thing he sees is Jeongguk's back.

"You're so selfish" Taehyung retorts out. Before Jeongguk could disappear any further. He knows he's pathetic right now.

His head is already spinning and eyes slowly blurring. And he feels his lungs deflating, it's hard to breathe. He wonders if he should stop. Stop his words - but he can't. It was tearing him and it hurt. Face twisting in a way he feels his chest shrink.

"I hate you- You never think before you talk, you're always so rude and you never listen to me. You're so mean and it's so hard for me to-" He cuts himself off.

It's a venomous moment and he's so close to telling Jeongguk everything. That his heart is scraped and his insides are bleeding. That he doesn't get how much he wants to maybe just hold his hand. That he doesn't know why but he is the only one he approached. He doesn't want to get cozy with anyone, he really didn't want to.

Taehyung swallows. Swallows but it sounds more like a croak, hoarse and awful. It should be easier to lie, for himself to Jeongguk, to pretend that he hadn't stood under the faded light in front of him and was scared that he can hear the way his heart beats for him. That Jeongguk makes his knees weak and cheeks warm.

His next exhale is shaky and when he speaks, his voice cracks. "And I- I just hate you- so much.."

Taehyung wants to argue. Wants to say so much but he can't. It all goes down and everything he says comes out shaked between the sting of threatened tears behind his eyes.

And when the words leave his mouth, in the tiny split second after it, he regrets it when it gets quiet.

But it only takes a second later before Jeongguk turns around, and he strides towards him. But he doesn't stop, until he's only a step away from him and Taehyung can see all of him. He can't help but shudder under Jeongguk breath. In front of him, his face collided so close to his own.

And then there's nothing but their shaky breaths between them as Jeongguk didn't break his gaze from him once. "How much do you hate me?" Jeongguk whispers.

They don't look away from each other, continues to hold eye contact so close and Taehyung feels numb under his tense gaze. Under his strained brows behind his dark hair.

Faces a mere inches apart. His breath hot and heavy on Taehyung's burning face.

Jeongguk is looking at him, but this time it hold so much emotions that Taehyung's can't read any of them without stopped breathing. Jeongguk's eyes are holding him captive, locked in place and he can't move.

Taehyung instantly deflates, any last shred of confidence leaving him in one breath under Jeongguk's dark gaze.

"So much.." Taehyung breathes, feels himself shrinking again.

Before Taehyung can even react he's being pressed against the wall and Jeongguk is on him, crashing his lips against his. And he stops breathing.

There's no gentleness in their kiss. His lips are heavy from the start against his and Taehyung instantly melts. Feels like he's on fire, burning from the insides of his body when Jeongguk's hands dip down to the hollow of his waist.

Presses their lips further together. Places one hand at Taehyung's waist and the other pressed against the small of his back to pull him closer against himself.

But then he's pulling away and Taehyung is left breathless, cheeks are flushed and eyes glazed over as his breaths come in shallow pants, doesn't realize he already misses the warmness  only that Jeongguk's eyes are darker than before.

But he doesn't have time to catch his breath further before he feels Jeongguk's lips on his own again. But this time it's much rougher, more strangled and he can feel Jeongguk's tongue against his bottom lip for a split moment. Hands straddling his waist, have him locked against his body and he almost feels another heart beating against his own.

This time Jeongguk doesn't push him away but he tries to get closer, There's a certain lacing in Jeongguk's present hunger as he presses his body further against his own, until his lips devour Taehyung's and there's extra care in the way Jeongguk trips his grip around his waist, much gentler than their lips.

It's only a short moment later they break apart, bodies left battered by the onslaught of their own shaked breaths against each other's lips. And when the haze finally clears he can only see the boxer again.

Jeongguk's gaze burns on his skin and he doesn't falter in once. Even when they are pressed so close he can't feel his own numb fingers anymore as he vaguely registers anything.  In this moment, all the noise in Taehyung mind dies until Jeongguk opens his mouth.

"Then don't stop hating me" he breathes against his own.

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