Almost Is Never Enough - Ariana Grande ft Nathan Sykes

"So this is the plan? Are you shitting me?"

Taehyung grimaces his lips to Minho's voice, who's clearly not amused, as the said guy shoots up from the couch with clear agitation fixating his eyes. He's obviously fond by this sudden idea that was displayed on the table, not sure if it's because he won't have Taehyung at eye view or because of the risks that may happen.

And of course he wasn't the only one against it though.

Taemin didn't seem sure by this, but he was more on the quiet side with that clear stubborn look on his elegant features.

Then there's Woosung, who was the one with the idea, trying not to explode out of stress to the reactions that was obvious that would happen.

"Look, this is the best thing we could do while we settle here on what to do about Boss. This is going to be better for their safety."

Minho still didn't seem convinced.

Of course he isn't, he's one stubborn fucker after all.

Right now the six of them are at Jeongguk's apartment, since he got sent home today but still needs to rest his body, so they decided to have their little meeting here once Jimin and Taehyung got back.

The plan itself is what Jeongguk said to Jimin and Taehyung; for the three of them to leave the radar, somewhere that not even the heirs will know, with their three body guards - initially - but then Jimin suggested that it won't exactly be needed. Where he's thinking of going with the other two is somewhere that Phoenix territory, not saying where exactly, and if they see that there's people watching them then that'll be an issue.

The three will have to go, alone.

And that's when Minho exploded, undoubtably, since he didn't want to risk it.

Even Woosung clearly finds the idea a little too risky, but he doesn't want to mess with things when it regards to Phoenix territory. Actually, no one will want to mess with it. If it's somewhere there and Jimin is with them, it'll be hard for just anyone to find them, even themselves.

In general if anyone looks for a Phoenix Child, not only will they be intensively questioned but also watched at all times.

That's how much they protect one of their own.

So in reality, they will be safe.

"Can we at least send one of them with you-"

"No," Jimin drily responds, taking the pen from Taemin's fingers beside him and takes a deep intake of it, letting the smoke exhale past his lips, "They'll know they're part of an empire. Mother makes sure to educates her children well on who to let in her territory or not. They will even check Jeongguk and Taehyung too before even accepting them, so lucky enough they have a clean enough history."

Minho runs a hand through his hair and moves to lean against the wall, "We can figure out something else. I'm not convinced in sending you three away, to who knows where, and expect nothing to happen-"

"I think we can handle ourselves," Taehyung snaps in, forcing a smile, "Thanks."

"Yeah because Jeongguk clearly handled himself-"

"Okay! Enough!" Woosung bellows, clearly not content by the conversation, "We are going to go through with this plan. We'll give it a few days for Jeongguk to recover his energy and then you guys could leave."

This made Jeongguk, who was leaning back against the couch, with hallow eyes focus on him, "I'll be fine by tomorrow. Don't worry too much about me, I can handle it."

Woosung's face falls a little, carefully eyeing Jeongguk to make sure he wasn't lying through his teeth just for the sake of it, but Jeongguk didn't seem to back out on his words. Instead he just looks so drained and tired by all of this as he looks back to the ceiling silently.

No doubt he is, he was kidnapped and beaten up and starved.

He needs to be somewhere that he can be sure he'll be safe and not be fearful everytime he cranes his head back.

He's strong now because he has to be, but for how long before he breaks?

Woosung wanted more time to take care of him, and make sure he was fully okay from his own eyes.

Taehyung noticed this, Woosung's sad eyes and clear need to say something but unable to say it, so he just places a hand on Jeongguk's knee, "We'll make sure he's okay," Woosung snaps his eyes to him, "Promise."

Nothing more was discussed about this, no matter how much Minho cursed that it was too risky, but it was settled that tomorrow in the morning the three - Jimin, Jeongguk, and Taehyung - will be gone. They won't have their phone, just in case they're tracked, and instead be given different phones to only contact the heirs in case of an emergency.

Nothing else was said from there.

Minho stormed out of the apartment, clearly pissed, and even though Taehyung shouldn't - he felt this little tug to go after him. Right now him and Minho are obviously not in the best terms since their little elevator fight, and they've been keeping their distance. Can't really blame Taehyung, now he's pushed it into his head that this whole mess started because Minho decided to be friends with him while knowing his stand with society.

He became Taehyung's friend, knowing well it could bring danger into his life.

Yet no matter how much Taehyung tried to fuse that into his head, he found himself still getting to his feet and storming out the door as well without a word to where he was going. Not like he needs to anyway, pretty sure they already know where he's headed.

When he made it outside the hallway, he could see Minho's back walking farther and farther away to where the elevator is. Quickly now, Taehyung jogs after him just as Minho was about to press on the elevator door, but he pauses by the sound of running and fixates his head up to notice Taehyung running towards him.

His face grew more grim, slowly stand up right just as Taehyung stops in front of him.

Taehyung's annoyed that he's here, a lot.

He's pissed.

He's upset.

Basically, Taehyung is an emotional unstable mess.

And that scares him, since he's never been in a spot like this. He's always trusted Minho with his life. He always confine into him, got so obsessed with wanting his attention because of how loud his feelings were coiling inside his heart - He really did feel like he fell in love with him, and at one point he believed it.

Now, standing in front of him, he doesn't fucking know.

This all feels like a game with a losing end.

They're going to get hurt, more than they are now.

Look at Valencia, who else has to get hurt because of this issue?

It's so stressful!

Minho studies Taehyung's gleaming eyes, keeping his expression monotone, "If you're here to tell me off, I already got the hint last time and kept my distance-"

"It's not that," Taehyung cuts him off, jaw clenching with a hand frustratingly ruffling his hair, "You.... You know we have to go right? So stop acting like a fucking dick about it."

Minho didn't seem fazed, only flickers his eyes to the ground and slowly nods, "Ok," And he slowly turns around, "If that is all-"

Taehyung turns him around and grabs his jaw, smashing their lips together.

And right there, at that single moment that their lips touched, a knot formed Taehyung's throat to the way his heart skipped series of beats in his chest. He felt so breathless that it left him drunk by that slow settled realization that the feelings he desperately tried to get rid of is still there, and no matter how much this man has hurt him he still feels something.

Why?

W-Why?

Please, why him? Why?

Pulling his lips back, a sob chokes out of his lips, tears immediately burning his eyes as he slowly drops his head to Minho's chest and wheezes. Shoulders shaking, feverishly holding back the whimpering sounds of a realization to the broken love, Taehyung felt like he was holding onto a thin string.

Minho was frozen for a second or two, but even tears began to form his eyes as he wraps his arms around Taehyung.

Finally able to breathe.

"I'm sorry."

Taehyung screws his eyes tighter, crying like a small child with fists balled to Minho's shirt.

"It wasn't in my intention to cause you harm. To you or Valencia. I-I'm sorry Little Karma."

Taehyung hiccups under his breath, raising a hand to wipe his tears as he slowly eases back, "I want to hate you Minho. I really do," He whimpers quietly, feeling his chest squeeze, "I c-can't.... I don't know what to do."

Hands smooths over the skin of his neck, gently prodding his thumbs to his jaw bone and guides his face up so Taehyung is facing Minho now despite looking like a horrible mess. Minho has a tear or two streaming down his cheeks, but he still holds on strong to stare to Taehyung's fragile stare.

"Stop fighting," He whispers, making Taehyung lips wobble, "And maybe it's best if we just..... Start learning to let go of each other."

Stupidly Taehyung shakes his head, even though he should agree, "I-I've tried okay? I've tired to but then.... I don't know. I see you and it gets all fucked up-"

"Then use this time away to take advantage of letting me go," Minho advises, forcing the words out despite how his heart is bleeding in his chest, "It hurts me to say this okay. We both fucked up and I'm trying to do the right thing now."

Taehyung closes his eyes, trying to get himself together because he feels like he's losing his damn mind. Since when is he this weak? Since when does he drop his guard down for someone this bad?

He's practically clinging desperately onto Minho as though he's craving this, he just doesn't know what it is he's craving for.

Maybe what he craves his someone's attention, and he has made himself believe he needs it from Minho.

He doesn't know, but this fever he has over him isn't fading.

And the crazy thing is, he doesn't want it to go away.

This is a damn circle, a chain, that seems to never end, yet it feels like some type of stability that Taehyung can't shake off.

He needs Minho in his life, someway, somehow.

What a sick twist this has turned out.

Taehyung rubs his eyes again, stopping the damn tears already, "I want you to stay Minho," He admits, "I know I sound desperate but.... Shit, I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying anymore-"

Minho yanks Taehyung forward by his tender touch on his neck, clasping their lips together messily but desperate. Taehyung's hands immediately wraps around Minho's wrists, just as Minho steps forward until Taehyung's back crashes to the wall.

From heated and needy to something tender and soft is what this kiss turned to. A mixture of how they felt inside. Despite the tears gliding down their cheeks to meet down their lips, they didn't want to pull away because they knew once they did, they would have to let each other go.

Whether they wanted to or not.

It's their time.

With their final goodbye kiss.

Minho's hands found Taehyung's cheeks, holding him still as he presses butterfly kisses against his lips before the last one being deep and passionate that made them feel drunk and dizzy to the feeling.

They loved it.

They always loved the feeling kissing each other felt like.

Blissful, yet at peace.

A once in a life time feeling, for a one in a million person.

Who knows if they'd feel something like this for another person again, but they'll be content enough to know that this feeling exists and they have felt it at least once in their lives.

To feel something close to love.

And it was nice while it lasted.

Slowly Minho pulls away from Taehyung, making the other subconciously lean more and Minho gave him the final kiss before pulling away once again, now staring into his glittering eyes with his own back.

They didn't have to say anything because they already knew.

So they just take this moment in, studying carefully each other's features with the feelings pouring out of their eyes. Still quiet, they just stayed in this blissful silence with weak smiles before leaning each other's foreheads together with eyes closing shut and hands slowly interlacing together.

Knowing that it's okay to finally move on.

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A/N:

Not me tearing up at three in the morning to this chapter :')

Got to love being emotional so late at night.

I PURPLE YOU! <33