"what do you want to know?" taehyung asked looking down at the boy who's head was still firmly planted on his lap.

"hm..." jungkook trailed off, his eyes search taehyung's vulnerable brown eyes, they enclosed many secrets, they held sadness, and jungkook perhaps wanted to see what those eyes would look like if they held joy, if they sparkled under the bright sunlight, he wondered if they had ever held joy.

the raven haired male lifts his head off of taehyung's lap, he stared at the boy next to him for a while.

"i want to know how and why are you so beautiful." he says.

taehyung's eyes widen, he scoffs.

"are you sure you're talking about the right person?" the brunette questions, he touches his warm cheeks which were probably a lovely shade of scarlet.

jungkook nods, he suddenly realises what he's doing and he slaps his forehead.

since when was i so gay-

"you sure love hitting yourself don't you?" taehyung deadpans, again, his fingers involuntarily raise to touch the male's forehead, he gently rubs the forming red patch.

"i would prefer to hit your ass-"

taehyung slaps jungkook's shoulder.

"why did you even approach me, you strange man." taehyung mumbles he shakes his head in disappointment but his eyes hold amusement.

"do you have any other friends besides me?" jungkook blurts.

taehyung nods.

"i have one other, his name is yoongi, i met him in college, we both have an aspiration for music."

jungkook noted the way taehyung's eyes brightened at the mention of his friend, he didn't know how to feel about the guy, yoongi, but he sure thought the little spark in the boy's brown orbs were pretty.

"you like music?"

taehyung nods meekly.

"i can't make music at all, but i'm not too bad of a singer."

jungkook smiled toothily.

"would you ever sing for me?"

taehyung scratched the back of his nape, laughing awkwardly.

"maybe, kook."

jungkook raised his eyebrow at the nickname, trying to brush off the sudden swarm of warmth that entered his heart.

"kook?"

taehyung giggles.

"yeah. kook."

jungkook smiled tight lipped, he still wondered if this was the right thing to do, was it their encountering that changed his fate?

would this innocent boy lose himself all because of a mere stranger like me?

his fate wasn't right, but right now it was worse. jungkook was starting to befriend the boy, the boy who'd soon die because of his altered fate.

"stop zoning out you weirdo." his small voice muttered.

jungkook gasped playfully.

"i'm a weirdo?"

taehyung nodded with no hesitation.

"you're here at the midst of night, here with me, you're befriending a stranger who you saw cry, you knew my name let's not forget-"

"forget i questioned your statement." jungkook interrupts, taehyung laughed.

"you're most definitely a weirdo."

jungkook pouted at taehyung who doubled over in laughter at the gesture.

"y-you look like a duck!"

taehyung continued his round of laughter, whilst jungkook tried to keep up with his hurt facade.

he stared at taehyung wishing he could imprint such a sound of laughter into a picture.

taehyung is a pure soul, and like that, it should remain.

the brunette stops laughing, he waves his hand in front of jungkook's face.

"yah!"

jungkook blinked.

"i've got to stop doing that, sorry angel."

taehyung pretends to cringe at the nickname.

"the fuck you think i am?"

"wow so you swear." jungkook wiped a fake tear away from his eyes.

"do i look like i don't?" taehyung responds, offended.

jungkook nodded.

"you look like a virgin who goes to bible study every sunday."

"bold of you to assume i'm a virgin."

"but you are." jungkook wriggles his eyebrows at taehyung's red face.

"i am."

taehyung chokes on his own saliva, surprised at his own confession, he slaps the back of the other's head.

"you're mad."

"mad for you." jungkook winks.

he really was beginning to lose his sanity, the longer his eyes lingered on the surrealistic male, he felt the urge to pull out his camera and snap a picture, capture the colour of taehyung's honey skin, his sharp lips and warm eyes.

whenever he laughed, that spark would appear, the sadness would dissipate, it was for only a moment, but jungkook wanted it to last longer.

the fate that daunted upon him, jungkook wished to alter it again, he would alter it, would do anything to alter it.

anything, please.

jungkook begged internally, his eyes once again caught up in the beautiful piece of art which were the eyes of taehyung.

please.