(1//2) DAD HI!! Can we have a head canon where yoongi is part of this cool clique in high school and his gang play dares on asking people out to then break their victims heart (Typical heartbreaker au) So yoongi is dared to date tae but the longer he spends time with tae he actually seriously falls in love. Like when they’re having sex it’s no longer a useless fling. But then tae overhears Hobi and joon asking yoongi when he’s going to complete the dare and break tae’s heart and so tae
The really sad thing about this all is that it starts because Yoongi and his friends have the wrong image of Taehyung from the beginning.
Taehyung himself is pretty popular too. He’s not Yoong’s type of popular per say, he’s not the whole bad boy too cool for school kind of popular, but he is pretty well known. Like, he’s on the cheer team and he’s also the leader of the anime club and softball team. He spends his free time in between classes and during lunch running around the cafeteria saying hello to everyone and anyone that looks in his direction and Yoongi and his friends take that the wrong way.
Or more so, Hoseok is the one to take it wrong. Yoongi just agrees, which really is just as bad.
“You know, that Kim Taehyung kid is popular too right?”
Hoseok is the first one to really mention Taehyung to Yoongi. They’re sitting at their own table in the back and taking turns drinking sips of some vodka they managed to sneak into the school and Yoongi really couldn’t give two shits but still, he responds.
“Yeah I guess so, what about it?”
Hoseok gets that little glimmer in his eyes he only really gets when he’s up to no good and Namjoon, who sits next to them, shivers.
“Popular stuck-up cheerleader bitch, I bet he spreads his legs for more than just the splits during practice.”
Yoongi actually laughs at that but Namjoon interrupts.
“He’s friends with Jimin and Seokjin, mochi told me once that Taehyung’s only spread them for one boy and it was some sob fest after. Though he’s a cheerleader so it’s probably bullshit.”
That’s really all Hoseok needs to smirk and drop two hundred dollars on the table in front of them. Yoongi, of course, is suddenly interested.
“The first one that can get good boy over there to spread those pretty thighs and break his heart gets this.”
Actually getting Taehyung to agree on a date is a lot easier than Yoongi thought it would be. Though, that’s only because he doesn’t know about the fact that Taehyung’s had the biggest crush on him since his freshman year. It’s only two weeks after the bet has been made. Yoongi has seen both Hoseok and Namjoon try and fail to get Taehyung’s attention and he figures he might as well try for the fuck of it.
He remembers he actually shares his art class with Taehyung, despite being older than him, and he figures he’ll try there. Normally he’d spend that class in the back of the room drawing and listening to music but this time he decides casually stroll up to Taehyung’s table. The younger seems too lost to notice him at first as he works on some painting, but Taehyung’s seatmate instantly stiffens.
“Move it, asshole.” Yoongi motions to the boy sitting beside Taehyung and the boy darts away quickly, leaving the seat open for Yoongi to take.
Taehyung finally manages to notice Yoongi when he nudges the boy’s arm gently and the younger quickly blushes when he notices who is next to him.
“Your painting,” Yoongi motions with his head to the sheet in front of Taehyung covered in blues and yellows. “It’s pretty.”
Taehyung beams so wide, for a moment Yoongi feels something in his chest hitch at the sight.
“Thank you! It’s a replica of Van Gogh’s Starry Night, it’s my favorite work by him. It’s just so pretty”
“You’re prettier. You should let me take you to the art museum today after school.”
Honestly, Yoongi doesn’t plan on falling for the cheerleader.
He’s always lived his life by a motto that’s pretty simple to him. No one was going to tie down or steal Min Yoongi’s heart and make him weak. Kim Taehyung, though, is just that good at breaking down his walls and it’s so fucking scary to him how easy that happens.
Their first date to the art museum is pretty much what he expected it to be. It’s kind of awkward as they take the bus together to the large building and Taehyung stutters more than Yoongi’s ever heard anyone do everytime he talks about something. Still, he finds it cute. He thinks Kim Taehyung is actually pretty fucking adorable and he even makes sure to the younger as he laces their fingers together halfway into their date.
They have another date not too long after that one. This one to Yoongi’s favorite burger place. They spend it pretty well actually. Taehyung spends a lot of time smiling and giggling at the shitty jokes Yoongi makes and the way the elder shit talks people as they walk by their table. They talk about each other, or really, Taehyung talks about himself and Yoongi listens while trying not to notice the way Taehyung blushes as they hold hands.
More and more dates just seem to follow from there.
Yoongi takes Taehyung to the skatepark and offers the younger his first joint, which Taehyung struggles to hold has he coughs his lungs out after his first hit. They make out in the empty ramps later that same night when everyone has cleared and Yoongi had cut Taehyung off from some story.
Taehyung takes Yoongi to see some shitty anime movie that comes out not too long after that and spends the night teasing Yoongi for falling asleep halfway in and drooling on his shoulder. Yoongi rolls his eyes but smirks, slightly lovingly, at the way Taehyung giggles when he finds some of the popcorn pieces he tossed at Yoongi in the elder’s hair.
Literally, a few weeks go by and it’s just them hanging out every day together do some sort of adventure.
Yoongi takes Taehyung to the clubs he sometimes raps in for fun and gets high off the way the younger watches him with wide amazed eyes as he gets off stage. Taehyung takes Yoongi to one of his cheer practices and Yoongi is just as amazed to see the way the younger can jump and be tossed and fold himself in half for routines. Yoongi takes Taehyung to his first official concert, Epik High of course, and they spend the entire night with their hands locked firmly together as they scream lyrics and Yoongi that night kisses Taehyung softer than any way he’s ever kissed, anyone.
Three months later and Yoongi gets a call from a sobbing Taehyung, too late into the night.
At this point, Yoongi knows he’s fucked.
Taehyung has managed to squeeze and thread himself deep into the cracks inside of Yoongi and it’s obvious to him by the way he instantly shoves on jeans and shoes and runs out of his house when the younger asks him to meet at a park nearby his house without even thinking. Taehyung just looks and sounds so broken the moment Yoongi sees him, sitting on the swings and holding himself tightly, he doesn’t even question himself before pulling the boy into his arms and hugging him to his chest tightly.
They make love that night.
They find themselves back in Yoongi’s bed, curled tightly against each other, and Taehyung’s eyes are red and puffy from his tears but the moment the boys ask Yoongi to make him forget about whatever hurt him. Yoongi does exactly that.
Yoongi makes love to Taehyung. Yoongi thrust deep into Taehyung and listens to the way Taehyung sobs “I love you’s” into his neck as he holds onto him tightly. He fucks Taehyung slow and deep and keeps their hands locked together no matter what and he knows he’s fucked up.
Of course, karma would be the bitch that makes Taehyung find out about the bet only three weeks after that.
Yoongi happens to be sitting at his table with Hoseok and Namjoon for the first time in a while since he’s started dating Taehyung and of course, he knows they’re going to bring up the bet the moment they see his neck covered in marks. He’s not wrong either.
“Well well well look who we have here Joon!” Hoseok smirks as Yoongi takes his seat beside him. “Mr dumb and in love has graced us with his presence.”
Namjoon remains silent as Yoongi rolls his eyes and really, he should have been paying attention. Really, he should have known Taehyung would come looking for him during his lunch to eat together. He should have known he didn’t deserve to have nice things like Taehyung.
“So I guess I owe you this.” Hoseok hands him the two hundred dollars form before. “I mean you didn’t really do the whole break his heart part of the bet but you did clearly fuck the cheerleader bitch so it’s yours, man.”
The sound of a tray falling right behind him makes Yoongi jump and he knows he’s so fucked the moment he turns and sees Taehyung staring at him with the same sad eyes he had the night Yoongi ran to him. He knows he’s done the worst thing he could do the moment Taehyung’s eyes lock with his and he sees nothing but hurt and disappointment and the hardest part of it all is that Taehyung still smiles at him.
Taehyung still gives him that small little smile that he reserved for only Yoongi before he turns around and walks away.
Yoongi expects the punch Jimin gives him the next day.
The younger, despite being Namjoon’s boyfriend, clearly cared more about Taehyung than anyone ever had and Yoongi knew it would come eventually. Though, if he were, to be honest, he thought for a moment it would come from Taehyung.
He knew Taehyung better than that. Taehyung would never hurt him. Taehyung would never physically or mentally cause him any harm because Taehyung wasn’t fucked up like Yoongi. He actually loved the elder. No, Taehyung wouldn’t hit Yoongi because Yoongi held his heart and so he let Jimin to the hitting while he pretending like Min Yoongi never existed in his life.
For a minute, Yoongi isn’t sure which hurts more.
Is it the hit that gives him a black eye that hurts him more or is it the way Taehyung, still clearly broken and hurt, smiles and acts as if nothing’s wrong. Is the blackness around his swollen eye more painful than the way he crosses paths with Taehyung only to have the younger stiffen for a few seconds before he continues on as if he never saw Yoongi there?
The answer is pretty obvious in the way his heart lurches painfully every day he’s forced to see Taehyung try to smile at his friends jokes as if Yoongi wasn’t right there in the same fucking art room with him.
The way Taehyung had lit up at the art museum when they had found Van Gogh’s work and Yoongi had listened to the younger go on and on about the love he had for the artist.
Yoongi suddenly finds a fight in him he hasn’t felt before. There’s almost like a monster inside of him that screams for him to fight for Taehyung. It’s ugly and loud and it claws at his fingers and throat and demands he gives the boy the world he deserves even if it leaves him with nothing and so Yoongi leaves the school to find the nearest paint store with a plan forming in his mind.
The next day and all the younger wants to do is get through his classes so he can go home and hide in one of Yoongi’s hoodies he still has and cry. Too bad though, Jungkook won’t let him do that as he locks his hands around Taehyung’s wrist and pulls him along the school’s hallway.
Really, for a moment, Taehyung has no idea what the big deal is. Until they turn into the hallways where his locker is and he notices the giant crowd of students formed around the giant white wall across from his locker especially. His eyebrows furrow and he looks at Jungkook for an explanation but the younger just pushes him forward and smiles.
Taehyung finds the break knocked from him as he finally is able to get through the crowd to see the wall better.
His entire world tilts and his heart clenches and he feels tears instantly filling his eyes and he knows. He knows this was Yoongi. There was no one else it could be. There was no one else crazy enough to spray paint his portrait, with his messy brown hair and his eyes shut as tears fell from deep black lashes, with Van Gogh’s Starry Night surrounding him in an almost galaxy way, as if it revolved around Taehyung.
This was Yoongi and when he turns, Taehyung sees him already watching him.
“I fucked up,” Yoongi speaks, ignoring everyone but Taehyung. “ It was a bet at first.”
Taehyung flinches at the honesty.
“It was a bet and I fucked up but…It was all real.”
Taehyung tries to speak, really he does, but Yoongi is fast in locking their hands together.
“Every kiss, every hug, that night at the concert, that night in the park. It was all so fucking real and this,” Yoongi motions to the painting. Taehyung’s sob catches in his throat as he takes a look at it again before moving his eyes back to Yoogni’s. “This is my world. You once said Starry Night was your favorite well, you’re my favorite everything and I love you.”
Taehyung’s and Yoongi’s kiss is salty with tears and it’s messy from the way Taehyung’s lips tremble with the need to sob but it’s heaven after weeks without the other.
“I love you.” Taehyung whispers. “Please show me I’m not making a mistake.”
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