¤I'm just an experiment¤

The front door was flung open and Tae made his way in before Namjoon. He walked straight for his room shutting it. He wasn't in here very often because he liked to sleep in the nicer bed with Namjoon.

He wanted some time to himself. He laid flat on his back looking up at his ceiling. It was relaxing. It was safe to say some things, like the ceiling, would always remain the same. Some days Namjoon really liked Taehyung and some days turned sour and crashed in a flame. Namjoon's personality seemed to flip flop regularly. 

Namjoon had shut the door after watching Tae walk up to his room. He sighed, he did that a lot these days. He sat down on the couch and decided to catch up on some shows he missed while he was busy the whole month. 

It was getting later and later into the night. He wondered if Tae was in his room or not. He had been feeling the urge to check on the younger all night, but had been suppressing it. He knew that Tae needed to be alone.

He turned the TV off and walked down the dark hallway. All of the lights in the house were turned off and his eyes were only just adjusting.

He peeked into his room seeing nothing he went to Tae's room. He didn't bother knocking because everything in this house was his.

Pushing open the door Tae was sat up on his bed wide awake with a fearful glint in his eyes. His clothes and hair were sweaty. Namjoon knew he had just gotten out of his own personal hellish nightmare.

He walked over to the younger putting his hand on his head in a soothing manor brushing the sweaty bangs off of his sticky forehead. That's all he really knew what to do. His mother would often do such things for him when he was younger.

"come on" Joon said picking up  the younger's arm and hauling him to his own much cooler room.

He sat the creature down and left to go get some new clothes since he forgot. After the creature was in better sleep clothes Tae laid down on the bed so close to the edge much like the first night Namjoon confronted him about sleeping in the same bed.

Taehyung was sitting on pins and needles and was uncertain with all of these emotions washing over the very young mind.

"Tae" he called over the sea of blankets.

The blankets shifted and moved until Tae was facing him with a blank face.

"Don't act like that" he said getting sadder at the unhappy face Tae wore. Of course you really couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling at anytime.

"Like what?" he asked.

"Like you're fine when you're not and how you are not fully being yourself to me. Like nothing is bothering you. News flash I can see right through you" Namjoon said voice only slightly raising not wanting to wake the sleepy feeling in the air.

"I thought this is what you wanted" Tae said.

"What?" Namjoon asked confused.

"I'm just an experiment" Tae mumbled not catching the gaze from Namjoon.

"Yes that was what I set out to create" Namjoon said looking at his eyes getting deeper and deeper into himself out of self burden.

"but are most relationships experiments to see if the two are compatible?" Namjoon said "Yes you are an experiment in the world of science, but you are also so much more than that. You are self aware, you have feelings, you are incredibly caring, you are so much more than just my experiment" Namjoon said "You are you"

He felt a little proud of himself for giving Tae a nice pep talk.

"but you own me" Tae said gazing up to meet Namjoon's eyes. They were now only about a foot away from each other.

"Yeah I guess I do, yet sometimes me and Jungkook have often talked of you as if you your own person. I guess we have already started to see you as an individual" Namjoon reassured the startled creature.

"Will I ever be free?" he whispered looking deep into the eyes of Kim Namjoon.

"I'm not sure what the future holds" He said.

The evaded truth was that he was never going to surrender his masterpiece. He would keep the prized piece for himself, sure he wouldn't mind creating a few others here and there to sell. His creature would remain his creature.

Taehyung woke up to an cold bed and the sun shining brightly through the curtains, luckily none of the sun rays were on his eyes. He yawned and stretched his arms upward and sighed contently.

He wondered out of the bedroom to do their early morning coffee routine. Yet Namjoon wasn't there either. So he walked to the study to see his creator typing furiously on his keyboard mumbling something about having to book a flight.

Taehyung wanted to show that he was happy that Namjoon had hinted at his possible freedom from this form of 'enslavement'. He was a guinea pig.

He decided to make some coffee.

With a big cheesy grin he walked into the study carrying two over filled mugs full of coffee. He sat one down on the desk for Namjoon a bit of the bitter liquid spilling over the side and staining a folder, but Namjoon didn't notice or was too busy to care.

Without breaking a beat Namjoon took a big gulp of the drink that Tae had made him.

Tae watched him happily, but something was amiss. The liquid stayed in Namjoon's mouth puffing out his cheeks. He had tried to swallow it, but the bitter drink tasted like a bag of sugar. 

Was that grainy things sugar? I'm gonna go with a yes because I don't even want to think about what else he could have put in there.

Tae took a swallow of his and gagged out "gross" 

He mentally face palmed when he realized he gave them the wrong cups. Namjoon still was typing. His face was of pure struggle. Should he hold it in his mouth and get cavities? Should he swallow it and increase his chance for diabetes? Or spit it out and hurt Taehyung's feelings?

When Tae wasn't paying attention he quickly spit it back into the cup behind the screen monitor.

"Here, I got them mixed up" Tae said grabbing the cup that Namjoon had just spit in and handing him the one that looked much better.

Namjoon took a sip of his cautiously before swishing it around in his mouth before swallowing it and deeming it safe. 

Tae took a big swig of spit coffee delight and Namjoon looked away. He wanted to laugh a little, but he contained it by taking a drink of his own.

That was disgusting he thought, but so was stuffing Tae full of organs. 

So now they are even (at least on that scale).