"who are you?" taehyung questioned, in slight awe, he observed the other, his eyes widening by the second.

the male had black hair, and several piercings on his right ear lobe, his lips were a soft pink and his eyes were shining underneath the moonlight.

he looked like an angel to taehyung, someone had came, alas.

"you look like a taehyung."

jungkook blurted, he wanted to slap himself for the idiotic excuse.

taehyung seemed oblivious to that, he nodded, but he was a little suspicious. 'taehyung' wasn't a common name in his area.

"what a coincidence..." taehyung trailed off, his eyes seemed to never leave the other's.

they both were looking at each other, a word was not said.

jungkook blinked.

who are you?

"i'm jungkook." he held his hand out for the other to shake.

taehyung looked down at it with hesitance, he caved in and his hand reached out for the other's.

he had so many questions, so many doubts, but for some reason he couldn't speak for them, he found himself dumbstruck and staring at jungkook.

"it's like you knew i was going to be out here." taehyung tilts his head, his eyes glimmer with curiosity.

jungkook finds it hard to breathe, his eyes roaming over the soft features of the boy's face, he was fucking breath taking.

"maybe i did know you'd be here."

taehyung snorts.

"creep."

"why were you crying?"

taehyung swallowed the lump forming in his throat.

"no reason." he spoke in a quiet tone, his eyes glued to the concrete beneath him.

jungkook hummed, he walked over next to the brunette and sat by him on the bench, the moonlight illuminated the boy's ethereal features.

fuck.

jungkook slapped his own cheek, he couldn't think like this.

"what'd you do that for?" taehyung scolded, his fingers instinctively reach for the reddened blotch on jungkook's cheek, he stroked it with the pad of his thumb.

"uh-"

taehyung froze, his cheeks pink.

he pulls his hand away as if he's been burnt and he looks away from the other who stared at him with adoring eyes.

"i'm sorry."

jungkook frowned, he picks up taehyung's hand, the meek boy takes a peek at him from underneath his long lashes.

"don't be."

taehyung smiled cutely, and jungkook had then noticed that the shape of his smile was rectangular.

adorable.

jungkook winced, his head started to pound and his vision became a blur, he groaned in pain.

taehyung now, instead of his father, was lying on the ground, not hardwood this time, but concrete, he was bleeding, his breaths coming out in short strained wheezes.

"jungkook?"

the said boy opens his eyes to meet with taehyung's confused ones.

taehyung was going to die.

the fate had been altered.