Rain pattered down from dull skies, dampening the grass. Taehyung's foot sunk into the dense mud with each step he took, yet he was unaware of it all.

For his heart was hurting, his head was lowered in shame as he thought of how he so recklessly took a liking to the most notorious of boys.

School was probably over by now, sighing the boy slips out his phone from his jean pocket. Great. He had missed a call from Hoseok, and that in this case was just as equivalent to missing a call from his mother.

Fuck.

Excuses, what would he say to his best friend who was so pestering. After all the last time he had seen his orange haired friend was when they were chasing each other over ice cream.

Taehyung rubs his forehead seemingly stressed, walking onto pavement that seemed somewhat familiar as he recognized the small corner shops and food stalls.

He groaned, his white shoes were all dirtied with mud and shreds of grass stuck to the sole. damn it, they were new.

"You good?"

The brunette yelps, startled. There stood Min fucking Yoongi, a soft smile playing on his lips as he walked closer to the boy, holding his umbrella over the both of them.

"U-Uh yes, and thanks."

Taehyung let out a heavy sigh, smiling tightly at the other whose eyes held amusement at his rather flustered response.

"Where did he take you?"

Yoongi's eyes held slight pain, as he managed to spurt out the question that had been nagging at his mind so uselessly.

Slightly overwhelmed, the other boy's eyes start to tear up again. Fuck, why was he always so sensitive?

The mint haired male's sadness immediately diminishes as he saw the tears eyes of the other, he clicks his tongue almost in annoyance, eyes blank.

"He hurt you." It wasn't even a question, more a statement coming from the older. Taehyung simply nodded, letting out a light laugh.

"Funny isn't it? I should've taught myself better." Yoongi snorted, he laced his fingers through the other boys. His hand was cold, not emitting the warmth that Jungkook-

No. No Jungkook.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, all you need is someone to show you–" The older pauses briefly, eyes meeting eyes.

"Show you how to be loved in the way that is right, Taehyung."

The brunette's words are stuck in his throat, he can't seem to forge a reply. His hands grip the other's tightly after all don't actions speak louder than words?

Yoongi clears his throat, his heart slightly fluttering at the small gesture that was made, shit.

"Let's get something to drink?"

Taehyung shook his head, his mouth opening to deject the idea, he couldn't handle alcohol right now and other seemed to notice.

"Milk. Strawberry milk?"

"It's sweet, and sometimes we need a little sweetness don't we?" Yoongi flashes Taehyung a rather meaningful look as if his words meant something more.

Taehyung laughed, his chest feeling somewhat lighter as he did so, the other boy's ears perked up at the delightful sound.

"Who would've thought, Min Yoongi were to be so wise."

Yoongi scoffs, rolling his shoulders cockily, gliding his fingers through his bright hair.

"Oh don't you know, Kim Taehyung."