Jimin found Taehyung near the lockers the next morning, looking perfectly fine, as if nothing had happened. The younger greeted everyone in his usual cheerful way, and proceeded towards his first lesson with Jimin.

Catching on that Taehyung didn't want to talk about what had happened the previous evening, Jimin did not ask him any questions.

For two weeks, Jimin kept an eye out for Taehyung, cheering him up whenever he seemed to go back to thinking about the incident. Taehyung was thankful for him, for he had no idea what would happen to him without Jimin.

Hyuna didn't seem to be helping matters, she was hell bent on stalking Jimin every single day, flirting with him and ending up walking away, huffing in anger because Jimin paid her no attention. She gave threatening glares to Taehyung every time she passed him in the hallways, and Jimin would comfort him every single time.

Taehyung was still stubborn about not telling Jimin anything about him and Hyuna, saying that he couldn't talk about it. Jimin never pressed on it, because he sensed how much it bothered Taehyung, because whenever the topic was brought up, the younger boy always seemed somehow... broken. There was no other word for it.

His eyes looked like they were shattered orbs of glass, looking out into the distance, unthinking, numb, the light in them extinguished. And Jimin was determined to rekindle them, whenever he found a way.

He worried for the younger boy, in silence, wishing he could do something about whatever was hurting him this way.

The two had developed a deep bond over the two weeks, as if they'd been friends for years. Not only Taehyung and Jimin, but the other boys too.
They'd all become like a small family, loving and caring for each other.

It was as if they were all the same person, in seven different bodies, lost for years without each other. As if they'd suddenly found themselves together, and it had clicked. They were one, complete and happy. As if they'd all found their home.

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It was Monday, and the older hadn't seen Taehyung for the first three periods, but while he was walking towards his fourth lesson classroom all alone, the younger appeared out of nowhere, pulling him towards an empty hallway.

"Where are we goin-"

Jimin was cut short as Taehyung shut him up, pinning him against the wall.

The younger moved his lips against the older's, speaking in between kisses.

"Jimin-ah," he whispered, caressing Jimin's jawline.

"Do you want to," he sucked on Jimin's lower lip; "go on a date," he licked it; "with me?" He capped his sentence by kissing him one last time before standing back, watching Jimin stand speechless in front of him.

"Jimin?" Taehyung asked, titling his head, whispering in that deep voice of his once again, making Jimin go weak in the knees.

"Yes, yes I'll go." Jimin breathed out, not taking his eyes off Taehyung at all. He was excited about the date, and his stomach was in knots over how Taehyung had just kissed him. His voice had been so hot, making shivers run down Jimin's spine. But as soon as the warmth of his body had left him, Jimin looked into the boys eyes, his concerns rushing back to him. He was worried, worried about Taehyung and why he hadn't showed up all morning.

Taehyung was happy but his eyes...they weren't. Something had happened that morning, Jimin was sure of it. And he was convinced it had something to do with Hyuna.

The state in which the younger boy had been after confronting Hyuna, shaking from head to toe, it couldn't be something that could be forgotten so easily. He didn't know what it was all about, but he definitely knew it was hurting Taehyung. And that made Jimin hurt.

In that moment, Jimin knew he loved Taehyung. He wanted to hold the younger boy, running his pretty little fingers along the latter's wounds, healing them, turning his heart into something even more beautiful.

Love, Jimin knew, wasn't barely the four lettered word everyone just threw around. It held a deeper, much more beautiful meaning. Love had the ability to give, to heal, to fill you up. You never fell in love, you rose in love. Above everything around you pulling you down, you became better than before. Stronger, happier. No matter how hard anything was.

They'd known each for just over two weeks, but the time didn't count, the feelings did. Jimin had started to appreciate the little things, not just the bigger picture. The way Taehyung's eyes crinkled when he laughed, his boxy smile that could win any heart, the way he'd pout when nobody payed attention to him. His habit of observing the smallest of things around him and becoming happy over the lovely little things. It was all so appealing, and Jimin couldn't help but love the boy.

Slowly, he walked forwards and put his arms around the younger's waist, burying his face into the latter's neck. Taehyung hugged him back, caressing his back with soft touches. Jimin's body was smaller and it fit perfectly against his.

Taehyung closed his eyes, mentally chuckling at how this moment went from hot to soft in the matter of a few seconds. But he wasn't complaining, he loved it. As badly as he wanted to kiss Jimin every second of the day, to paint his pretty pink lips red with his kisses, he enjoyed this warmer side too. If was comforting, along with a strange yet lovely feeling Taehyung didn't know how to describe.

The two boys stood there in silence, arms around each other, letting their heartbeats do the talking.

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Probably my longest chapter so far, 956 words. I'm proud of myself :D

I wanted to describe more, how I feel about love. But the words don't come to me. It can't be...explained. It's a feeling, it's beautiful.

Thank you kaixyuzu and Doraerapmon for making me understand what love really feels like, and for your constant encouragement :') I don't think I could've written this book if I didn't have you two. ❤️❤️

A big thank you to everyone else supporting me, I love you all ❤️❤️

An update tomorrow, I promise :)
*Starts humming : ijen naege yaksokhae oh oh~~*

Love,
TreasureKoo <3