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that must have been the end. the guy that hit the floor didn't get up quick enough, if at all, and taehyung just picked up his shirt from the ground, slinging it over his shoulder and turning to walk over to get his things.

"taehyung!" a voice yelled. he flinched. "great job once again." eugene laughed that gruff sounding laugh, only showing more of how much the older man smoked. "you really blew those men's minds, go spoil yourself." he clapped the brunette on the back and dropped the duffel full of money at his feet, of course already taking his cut for setting up the match.

"taehyung." this voice was a lot softer, and as much as he loved it, he wished it wasn't here. not now at least.

taehyung picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his face, frowning at the blood appearing on the fabric.

"let me get that." jungkook said, taking the towel and gently pushing taehyungs shoulder so he would sit down. the older thankfully listened, sitting down on the rickety wooden bench, his gaze never lifting from the floor.

jungkook used some water on the towel and gently dapped at taehyungs face, wiping the blood from his cheek and being careful at the split in the tan skin. it didn't look too bad, and the older didn't really wince in pain. "why are you here?" he finally spoke.

he tried not to not take it so personally, but jungkook still felt the little stab at his heart. "yoongi brought me."

of course he did. taehyung clenched his fists, the adrenaline and anger in his veins not completely gone and he was pretty sure he could go for another round. "that dick."

jungkook pressed down gently on the cut on the olders cheekbone just to hear him wince in pain, "be nice."

"sorry." he mumbled, sighing and closing his eyes, reaching forward to pull jungkook closer and rest his head on the smaller boys stomach. "do you still like me?" if taehyung could sound any quieter, he may not have been heard at all, jungkook doesn't think he's ever heard the boy sound so weak. "you looked so scared." taehyungs grip around him tightened as he spoke, as if he would run any second and leave him behind.

"no, taehyung are you crazy?" jungkook ran his fingers through his brown locks soothingly, "you mean too much to me, i was just confused and worried."

taehyung just hummed and loosened his arms around jungkook, bending over to grab his duffel and shove the towel and water inside. "well i'm fine." he said.

the ravenette frowned, his arms falling to his side as he watched taehyung start walking. most of the people cleared out right away, only a few left the linger with their cars and beers. "yoongi must be waiting for you." taehyung tossed over his shoulder, he could barely feel the cold despite the thing t-shirt he wore.

jungkook was keeping up with his long strides towards the cadillac, getting more annoyed the more taehyung wouldn't talk to him. so he just got in the passengers seat and sat with his arms crossed. "jungkook." taehyung stated plainly. "this isn't cute. you can't keep running from yoongi."

"you're running from me, what's the difference." jungkook shot back, ignoring the annoyed look the older tossed his way as he sat in the drivers seat.

taehyung started the car and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "you were a lot easier to deal with when you were all shy."

"drive." the younger said, arms still crossed and nose turning pink from the cold.

taehyung glanced over at the small boy in his car, his sweater covering his hands and tufts of hair blowing around slightly from the wind. he bit back a small smile at the little feisty attitude he was receiving from jungkook, started the car and drove off away from the darkness of this part of the warehouse.

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"i'll make you some tea." taehyung said as the two stepped into his loft apartment and welcomed the warmth.

jungkook pulled off his shoes and left them by the door. "no, you go shower. i'll make us something." he said, going into the kitchen and opening some of the cabinets to look for mugs.

it got quiet so he assumed the older went upstairs to shower and clean up. so many thoughts and questions were going through his mind, but he ignored them all and focused on making the best cup of hot chocolate for taehyung.

with a little tray, jungkook carefully walked up the spiral stairs and made sure not to spill any of the hot chocolate over the edges of the mug or lose any strawberries to the floor below him. he could still hear the water running in the bathroom, so jungkook set the tray next to the table by the bed.

his curiousness got the best of him, picking up one of the hoodies laying on the bed and taking off his own sweater to replace it. the hoodie was soft and a little bit, smelling like that cologne he usually wore. jungkook climbed into the bed and pulled the sheets up to his waist, playing with the strings of the hoodie as he waited patiently for the other.

maybe five minutes later taehyung finally came out, hair wet and sweatpants riding low on his hips. he pulled a plain t-shirt on and walked over to the bed, crawling up towards jungkook before laying on his side. "you seem tired." the ravenette stayed.

taehyung hummed and snuggled more into the pillow next to jungkook, the younger brushing back his damp hair. "i made us hot chocolate." he added, still playing with the boys hair and enjoying the more peaceful expression that taehyung had now.

he picked his head up a bit and reached over jungkook to steal a strawberry out of the bowl, just to lay back down, leaving one arm draped across jungkooks hips. "you drink both, fill your stomach and get warm so we can sleep."

jungkook smiled and took one of the mugs, sipping from it while his hand still ran through taehyungs hair, who was relaxing more at the boys soft touch. "taehyung." he finally said.

"jungkook." the brunette replied, voice a little muffled by the pillow and heavy with sleep.

"were you ever going to tell me?"

they were both silent for a few moments. jungkook was clutching the cup of hot chocolate a lot tighter and not minding the hotness on his palm. the other was just too tired to deal with the stress flooding his body at the question and the memories coming back each time especially when he was at his weakest. those memories.

they made taehyung sick to his stomach. he shifted and moved his arms tighter around jungkooks waist, pulling the boy down to lay with him. "i'm scared." he finally said, not really believing he finally spoken what's been at the back of his mind since he realized he was falling for the younger.

"why are you scared?" jungkook asked. it was dark, no lights were on and it so intimate to just hear each others soft voices without the distraction of anything else.

he never answered, how could he? but that was okay, because jungkook was more concerned about making him feel better. and if that would be laying here all night, playing with his hair gently until he fell asleep, then he would do so. jungkook would do that every night, until he knew taehyung was okay.

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