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the two shows in dallas went by without the rockstar even paying much attention. it was hard to focus when his mind was completely elsewhere, probably why his voice cracked a few more times than normal and lyrics were forgotten, which he hid well by holding the mic out for the crowed to sing instead.

it just made sense now, everything that taehyung has observed and questioned. it all made sense. jungkook had a daughter that he still misses, and he must have just been trying to get away from that and avoid everything that would remind him of her.

taehyung wondered where the mother was. he wondered if this is why the older male never finished high school, it had to have been. it's the only thing that would explain how old he was when she was born. based on the photo she looked older, at least middle school. there was so much he wanted to ask, so much he wanted to know, but it never seemed okay to bring it up. not unless he does first, which doesn't seem likely.

the makeup stylist had been keeping himself busy with work, staying at the stadiums and helping out with anyone that seemed to need it. he spent time with woosung a lot, learning about what the sound crew did and even lighting. he just wanted to fill his brain with anything else.

the states was becoming the busy part of the tour, with the cities close by and only taking a day to drive to with the tour bus, that's all the time they had to catch up on sleep and relax. they had already set their destination for a show in orlando and then atlanta, following two more in new jersey — and that was all in just the next week.

taehyung was exhausted. he knew he would be, but with the desire to do more than just sing and practice, he couldn't find time for it all. not when there was barely any left these days. as much as he liked jungkook, he couldn't jeopardize his performances, especially when it was his first international tour.

everyone stopped for lunch again after the last new jersey show, the next stop washington dc. that was the last show in the states.

taehyung hoped to sit next to jungkook again, but the male had already picked a spot down the table between woosung and someone else that did the lighting for his sets. the disappointment was evident, in the small frown and lack of enthusiasm for the usual sandwhich he orders because it's the absolute best, he always said that. not this time though.

at one point he did feel jungkook looking over at him, but he ignored it. taehyung didn't want to be immature but at the same time he didn't want to chase someone who clearly needed space, or whatever it was he wanted. the rockstar could only assume that jungkook regretted saying anything. it probably slipped out when he was feeling weak.

taehyung got his hopes up thinking he was somewhat special to be confided in.

they had one day before show day, and taehyung wanted to sleep through the whole thing. sight seeing in the nations capital was not on his list of things to do. after lunch that day he stayed in the tour bus, wanting to drink himself to an early bedtime and sleep all day the following day. it was such a good plan, he even put on his good pajamas.

the other band members left the bus around 9 that night, leaving the rockstar to his own lonely party in the lounge. taehyung had on his silk set, a deep maroon color covering his torso and legs. there was a bottle of wine open and already poured, his hips swaying to the music he had on playing through the speakers. it was just what he needed, to forget about everything for a single night. the rockstar tipped his head back and let the wine spill down his throat.

he started to hum, then realized there was nothing left in his glass so he frowned at it. "stupid." he told the glass, right before filling it back up to the top. taehyung was too busy looking at how pretty the wine filled, smiling a little at how the color of it matched his pajama set. he didn't even hear the tour bus door open.

"enjoying yourself?" it was jungkook, and he leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed and lips turned up into a small grin.

taehyung was in the middle of sipping from his freshly refilled glass to say anything, he just nodded and held a thumbs up, still moving to the music a bit. "i'd pour you a glass but you're boring." taehyung sang the last word, still swaying and only slowing down as jungkook walked up to. he chuckled quietly, his hands finding the boys hips and feeling the soft silky fabric against his palms. "you think i'm boring?" his accent came through. taehyung felt the shivers down his spine.

"unless you prove me wrong." taehyung tapped the ravenettes nose with the edge of the glass. "how drunk are you." he asked, a chuckle following.

"i," the younger started to say, "am not drunk." it was not convincing, the way his eyes fluttered and swayed in the males arms did not match the words he spoke. 

"okay." jungkook said, letting go of the boys hips and walking backwards until the backs of his legs hit the couch. he stood there with that same smirk, eyes only on the young rockstar. "come here then." jungkook knew the boy wouldn't be able to do it, not in a straight line at least.

taehyung on the other hand, was very confident in his abilities. he leaned down to set the glass on the table in front of the couch, "okay." taehyung took the challenge on with a smile, a giggle passing too as he started to walk towards the ravenette, putting one foot directly in front of the other. he liked how jungkook was watching him, hooded eyes and playful smirk just waiting for him to trip, but he wouldn't. taehyung did feel himself sway to the side, giggling again, but then again he was only a few steps away from the older male now.

jungkook was about to congratulate him for walking two feet, but instead he was met with the rockstar pushing his chest, making him fall back onto the couch with a grunt. taehyung brought one knee up onto the couch, the other following so both were on either side of the ravenettes hips. the straddled the mans lap as he sat. "i'm not drunk." taehyung smiled, bringing his hands up to wrap around his neck as he leaned in close and pecked a kiss to the corner of jungkooks mouth.

"then what are you." jungkook said, a playful note to his voice as he rubbed his thumbs back and forth over the rockstars hip bones.

"i think i'm in love." he whispered it, playing with the ends of the olders hair at the back of his head. jungkook just smiled softly at the boy, "no you're not." he was whispering too.

taehyung smiled too, a sad one. "i know." he leaned his head on the older males shoulder, closing his eyes and relaxing it the touch of jungkooks hands rubbing his back. maybe he was a little drunk, and maybe he liked the way the ravenette touched him a little too much right now — but it was a cute moment and taehyung wasn't about to ruin it.

"tell me about her." taehyung asked after a few second of silence. he's been waiting for a time, the perfect moment that seemed like it would never come. this seemed to be his best bet. jungkook just hummed, "hm?" like it was a question and he didn't know who taehyung was talking about. but the younger felt how his hands froze for the slightest of seconds, right before continuing to trail his fingertips between the boys shoulder blades.

"haneul." taehyung clarified, maybe it was the wine in his belly that encouraged him to ask. he still felt nervous bringing it up. "what's she like."

jungkook wasn't expecting him to ask. he didn't mind it, which may have been what surprised him the most. he's not even sure if he was waiting for taehyung to ask, for him to say anything after what he told him that night. "she was great." he choked out. "smart girl, always did her best in school. she was the tallest in her math class." jungkook smiled at that. he remembered how she came home and told him. she ran right up the stairs in their house and swung open the door with the biggest smile.

"was she good at math?" taehyung asked. he liked listening to the mans voice, even with his head on his shoulder he knew jungkook was smiling when he talked about her. "oh yes," he even laughed a little when he said it, "i always thought i would be the one sitting and helping her out, but i think she actually taught me."

taehyung hummed and slipped off the mans lap, leaving his legs to drape over jungkooks thighs. he looked up at the ravenette, just staring at the mans profile until he tilted his chin down to meet his eyes. "i'm sorry." taehyung said, and jungkooks eyebrows just furrowed. "why?"

"for whatever happened to her." the younger said, looking away just so he could snuggle closer into his side. jungkook brought his arm up to wrap around his shoulders, holding him close. he swallowed hard, staring at the tinted window of the tour bus. "it was an accident," jungkook thought back to that night, the call he got right in the middle of the movie. he remembers sitting up, feeling the woman's hand grab his upper arm. she saw his face and just knew it wasn't okay.

"it was her middle school dance. the boy she liked had asked her." it was weird to see him smiling when he spoke about his daughter. taehyung thought he'd look more sad. maybe it was the memories that had him feeling okay, knowing she was happy. "i didn't want her to go," he chuckled, remembering it was her mother that convinced him to let the boy take her. "i could just have easily chaperoned and danced with her, but she was excited."

it got quiet after that. that's what had taehyung tilted his head back again to look up at the other. "i shouldn't have let her go." jungkook said it so quietly that taehyung wasn't sure if he was meant to hear it, so he didn't say anything.

"wanna lay down with me?" taehyung saw how spaced out the man looked, the way he was staring off like he was in another world. jungkook just blinked, and a single tear hung from one of his bottom eyelashes. taehyung smiled small, reaching up to brush it away and kiss the mans cheek. "come on." he stood up, holding onto jungkooks hand as he tugged him off the couch.

jungkook didn't resist. he let himself get pulled down the tiny corridor to the bunks. taehyung pushes aside the curtain and climbed up, scooting as close to the back as he could to make room for the older. jungkook climbed up too, and taehyung was waiting with his arms open and head already on the pillow.

the ravenette wrapped his arms around the boys waist, leaning his head on his chest and closing his eyes while taehyung started to play with his hair.

at one point taehyung thought he fell asleep, but then the older would shake a little and then there was a sniffle. taehyung didn't move though, and he didn't ask any more questions. he just laid with him, until the soft cries turned softer snores. taehyung played with his hair some more, even after he had fallen asleep. he would continue to do so, for as long as jungkook needed him to.

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