"T-taehyung?" Jungkook chokes out, not believing his eyes.

He feels his body go rigid and he feels rooted on his spot by the door. In the corner of his eyes, Yoongi is now facing his back to them, quietly going back to his work and not wanting to be involved in their mini and sudden reunion.

Not knowing what to say or do and having all air knocked out from him, Jungkook keeps his mouth agape. The man before him is the man he'd been finding for years. It was eight years ago since he last saw the brunette.

Jungkook stares shamelessy at Taehyung, up and down. Gone was the scrawny kid with eyeglasses and poor fashion. Now, its been replaced by someone with expensive clothing, piercings in his ear and a very beautiful face.

Not that the brunette wasn't beautiful before, but now he looked different. He'd become fit, taller, sexier and attractive.

Jungkook feels his throat tighten and his neck hot. He gulps down saliva as he continues to rake his eyes over Taehyung's long legs, neck and peeking collarbones. Until his eyes reach the male's luscious lips, and stays there.

"You know, being discreet is not a bad thing." Taehyung's voice snaps Jungkook out from his daze, and boy even the brunette's voice, deep and cold, makes his knees go weak. He realized he'd been staring at the male for a long time and he sheepishly smiles.

Finally finding his voice, Jungkook mutters a soft "S-sorry" then looks at the brunette's eyes once again.

Those brown eyes that were usually sparkling and full of fondness for him, are now staring back at him with lack of warmth. It is now distant and nonchalant.

Jungkook speaks again. "Is that really you, Tae--"

"Call me Mr. Kim."

The raven head furrows his brows from the formality and for being cut off from his words. Jungkook can feel the tension between them, then he slowly nodded. "Mr. Kim."

They went silent once again, just standing there and staring at each other. One with a look of yearning, and the other with apathy. They seem to wait what the other is going to say again.

Taehyung, who looked indifferent all this time, was the one who broke the silence again. "I'm glad you still remember me, Mr. Jeon. I can still recall I was just a nobody back then."

Jungkook narrows his eyes. "What do you mean?" He struggles to keep his voice unwavering because how can he concentrate when those lips are moving and looking so inviting?

"I didn't expect for you to remember me, because you were busy trying to get your exboyfriend back then. I doubted if you even remember my name." Taehyung replies back with a dangerously calm tone.

Jungkook opens his mouth to answer, wants to contradict what the brunette is saying, but he is suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door. The door swung open and in came Suho.

"Sorry for the interruption, but Taehyung-ah, Momo's in the line right now. Do you want to speak with her?"

Taehyung looks at Suho and nods his head. "Yes hyung. I'll be there."

Suho moves his eyes alternately at Jungkook and Taehyung, sensing some tension in the air. "Oh, you know each other?"

Taehyung answers that. "Yeah. We were in the same class back in highschool."

Suho smiled. "Really? Jungkook here is also good at songs. I bet you were best friends back then."

Jungkook wants to answer but Taehyung beats him into it again. "No. We weren't even friends. Just acquaintances."

Jungkook looks at Taehyung in disapproval and makes a move to protest, but the brunette speaks again changing the topic.

"Can Momo wait? I'll be right there."

"Okay Taehyung-ah. Phone's in your office." Then Suho walks out ahead after Taehyung thanked him.

Taehyung turns to Yoongi and waves his goodbye. "I'll get going hyung. We'll talk later." He says and gives his hyung a look of betrayal, which Jungkook is oblivious about, then walks to the door, ignoring the raven head. Yoongi just nods and mutters a soft 'bye.'

Jungkook, who was still rooted on his spot, barely even had the chance to hold Taehyung back and speak to him again.

The raven head is now staring at the closed door of Yoongi's studio, where Taehyung had gone. His brain going miles per minute.

Was that really Taehyung? Am I really awake? Was it just a dream?

"You take care Momo. We'll be waiting for your return."

After exchanging words of goodbye with the pregnant dancer, Taehyung softly returns the phone back unto its cradle. He slumps against his chair, closes his eyes and massages his creasing forehead.

Now that he's all alone in his office, he can't keep himself from releasing a shaky breath. He continues to massage his head, now only aware of the tensing of his body and gritting of his teeth from time to time.

What were you expecting, Taehyung? Of course sooner or later, your paths will cross again. Seoul isn't that big enough.

His mind drifts back to the small incident at Yoongi's studio. I wasn't expecting this sooner!

Taehyung remembers how Jungkook looked godly back there. The brunette's face didn't show it but he was blown away at the manly appearance of Jungkook.

The man was perfection. His body has become greatly built and jaw became sharp. He has wide shoulders now and a sturdy chest. Jungkook isn't the bulky type sexy, but the lanky one, not too big and not too thin. Taehyung can sense those muscles underneath the younger's coat, and he had to admit, it made his throat dry.

What am I thinking?!

Taehyung slams his fist at the table, enough to make the papers jump slightly over it.

Get a grip of yourself. He is nothing. He is nothing.

Like what you were to him back then.

He chants in his brain and nearly shouts it to convince himself.

After a whole minute of convincing himself, he forced himself to never let his thoughts wander again. To fulfill so, Taehyung takes interest on the papers above his table; reading, signing and typing on his computer.

Not long after, he is drowning from work. He didn't realize the sun has come down and the darkness took over outside his window. Time passed by without his knowledge and he just realized it when Yoongi came to knock on his door.

"Hey hyung." Taehyung greets, not raising his head from the paper he's reading.

Yoongi takes a seat on the chair in front of him. "It's late. What are you still doing here?"

Taehyung raises his head and looks at his hyung. "Oh? I didn't realize its late already. I'll just finish this." Then finally signs the paper in his hand.

After a minute or so, Taehyung starts fixing his things and gets his bag ready, all the while Yoongi just silently watches, as if he's in deep thinking. Taehyung didn't say anything also, just waiting for his hyung to speak again. He stands up from his seat and gestures for his hyung to come.

"Tae, I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Yoongi starts with an apologetic face.

Taehyung doesn't move at first. He was surprised at his hyung's words.

Then the brunette's face turns slightly grim. "It's okay."

"No. I know it's not."

"Hyung, I don't have any concern or business with him anymore. Stop thinking about it." Taehyung replies back and starts walking out the door.

"Maybe you two can talk things through, Taehyung-ah." Yoongi still continues.

"There's nothing to talk about." The brunette said without looking at his hyung, eyes trained in front as he walks.

Yoongi sighs. "Okay. If there's nothing to talk about anymore, then please don't think or stress over it."

Both males enter the elevator. And as the door closes, Taehyung turns to Yoongi with a cold smirk.

"Don't you worry. I'm never thinking of him, not even in my dreams. Not in the slightest."

+++

Taehyung walks slowly through the hallways towards his unit. His body feels tired from a whole day's work and he just can't wait to jump into his bed and drown in his pillows.

As Taehyung stands in front of his door, his hand reaches for his pocket and fumbles for his keys, getting ready to open the door. At the other unit beside his, he heard a clicking sound, indicating that his neighbor had opened his own door. Taehyung ignores it and finally takes hold of the key, missing the way his neighbor softly gasped.

Taehyung then hears someone clearing his throat, and that's the time Taehyung looks up to face his neighbor and greet him.

But oh well, he didn't have the chance to greet the stranger because his voice suddenly loses the ability to speak.

And this time, its his lungs' turn to be knocked out of air.

The male in front of Taehyung smiles at him in a playful way, and then he opens his mouth to say something.

"Mr. Kim.."

Taehyung is now completely sure that fate is fucking with him.

Because the man who was supposedly his neighbor and is standing before him, is no other than Jeon fucking Jungkook.

👉btw, I changed the time skip to 8years. I love you guys! Thankyou for the support! 💋❤