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@nottaehyung
Dropping Taehyung ! My muse for him has died and there's no point beating a dead horse. Im sorry to the people i did have threads with and maybe if my muse for Taehyung comes back ill bring him back, till then i will stick to just having Lee Joon.
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It was taking a bit for him to even answer, hesitant and second guessing if he would even answer the door, wincing as his lips curved down into a frown. His flesh shifting over the rather large bruise. Nothing but relief washed over him from the very moment he heard the door knob be fiddled with, a weary smile crossing over his lips -- a pained look in his eyes that he was desperately trying to fight back. The door opened and cold air brushed against his skin, and the sight of Sungjong was before him - but he looked down as guilt filled him up head to toe. The very clear and vivid bruise covered half of his face covering his entire cheek, he knew that the other wouldn't be pleased...but he had nowhere else to go.
He could feel the others disappointment and considering who it was, he truly did care about his opinion. Being pulled inside he already felt comfortable - a warm blush pooled over his pale skin as his eyes dropped down to his hand that was now being held. Sungjongs hands were soft and warm, masculine and they felt strong and powerful. He loved it - being close to him like this, regardless of the circumstances and how minor the skin ship was.
Resisting every urge to whine when his hand was released standing somewhat awkwardly - Sungjong had turned to quick and now he was much closer to him than he was previously, eyes widening just for a second before his blush spread to the tops of his ears. "Ah-- ah.. Okay." clearing his throat and wandering around for something else to look at, he placed himself down on the couch that was rather comfortable. Bouncing himself up and down a few times to test it out - abruptly having his attention taken away by the collision of Sungjong into the table.
Covering his mouth to hide another laugh that was directed at the other. "There's a table there." Stating the obvious as Sungjong struggled to maintain a calm composure that was slowly crumbling due to obvious nerves. He laid back and closed his eyes trying to think passed the pulsating ache in the side of his face, not looking forward to explaining this to the other, knowing exactly what was going to come of it.
There was always a struggle, he couldn't seem to keep himself in line -safe. It but Sungjong in an uneasy situation that tugged at both of their heart strings. Taehyung never had somebody he really cherished before - so it was hard to just change his ways specifically because someone wanted him too, and actually cared for his well being.
Sungjong had approached him once more, and the nerves under his skin started to go wild and setting his thoughts back and causing them to scramble. He was getting close, close enough he could smell the cologne he was wearing - it was nice. Parting his lips for a second when his chin was gripped - his heart was pounding so hard in his chest he wasnt sure if he would be able to breath properly in a second.
The cold chill of ice shocked his skin and he winced more, somewhat moving away from Sungjongs grip - but he was trying to help and he knew that. Forcing himself to stay put as his lips were in a scowl. "A little.. its fine though.." His eyes trailed down from whatever he was looking at, and up to meet the others gaze.
Break me and Shag me
Break me — AU; Taehyung breaking up with jun (And them being together in the first place.) idk breaking up is angsty right?
It wasnt right, and he knew that - Unable to come up with the words to explain himself, all he truly wanted to do was tell him to fuck off and it was over. But that was too quick and too painless, not so much for Jun but for Taehyung. He was not up to par with Jun, he couldn’t ever truly make him happy and he knew that, it was a hard reality to face and an even harder one to swallow. He did his absolute best to keep a straight face, his upper lip trembling and to make it worse his eyes were stinging — filling up with tears and glazing his over his eyes promising to fall and show more weakness than he already had.
This was an internal battle, what he wanted for himself - and what was best for Jun. But all the signs kept pointing to the inevitable and the unwanted, to leave him and never look back. It wasnt meant to be - regardless of how happy he made Taehyung, he was a mess - trouble. Would only get Jun hurt when how stupid and thoughtless it was to even think he was worthy of such a man.
"Jun i…" he clung to those words, the ones that would break things off - and be the bane of his existence, he lived, breathed, and smiled for Jun and Jun alone. Biting the inside of his cheek he did what he could to hold back the tears - it didnt help that his hands were now trembling and the only way he could even make it less noticeable was to curl them into fists.
"We cant do this anymore.” He used his hands to gesture to the both of them, the obvious shock on Juns face made all the difference in the world. This is whats best, he doesn’t need me holding him back. He had to repeat that to himself as if it were his religion, breath those words until he could get out of that room. Jun shoved himself up from the couch with brows furrowed and fire in his eyes, it didnt make sense - and it was so out of the blue. Instead of being sad, he was angry unable to grasp why.
"Tae i don’t understand, did i fucking do something?" It was his defense mechanism, to fight off the pain that was pulling at his heart strings. They were two feet apart and Taehyung could swear it felt like a mile. Just then closing the ability to ever feel Jun again, or kiss him, or touch him. Taehyung looked to the ground, it pained him to see Jun angry - angry at him, it was all his fault but it was for the best.
"No.. its not like that i —-" "Taehyung please. " His voice broke saying Taes name, the angry expressions had shattered and shifted into pain - the facade betrayed him and broke him into his raw emotion. No hiding how he felt - how they felt. "Jun i cant. Im just.. i cause you trouble, i cant do that to you anymore. Last time you got hurt it was because of me. We just cant. " he sucked in a breath, his insides felt like they were on fire and it hurt him to breath, it truly did.
Juns jaw was hanging in shock and anger, his emotions couldn’t decide which one to pick, and Taehyung couldn’t bare to stand there much longer when his heart was aching. “I have to go now.” Tae smoke in a whisper, walking past the other — there shoulders brushing before he left.
Au for sexy time =w=
Dream on dreamer;
Jun;
bb im jk ill do my best to fullfill your cravings n n
Fun and Games || Taehyung and Jiho
Rolling his eyes at the other who never knew until at the exact moment what he wanted to do, Jiho refused to answer the question the other had laughed. Anything blatantly outrageous or illegal would of course worry Jiho, despite the ruckus he enjoyed, he’d prefer to keep his records clean.
“Eggs?” he asked confused, “why… why do we need eggs?” He paused his walking, baffled at what the other was planning to do – make omelettes or something? Before he could begin walking on his own, the other’s lack of patience had caused Tae to take his wrist and drag him to the convenience store “Ah I can walk on my own!” he complained as he quickened his pace to follow the other. Lowering his voice to a whisper, “Really, what do you have planned?”
He could hardly keep back his laughter as they turned a corner to a corner store (ironic) an awkward grin flashed over his features looking back at Jiho, then towards a cop car that was near by -- and then back at him. The tip of his tongue licking at the corner of his lips before another chuckle broke through. "Just make sure you can run fast."
He lived for things like this.
The danger of doing things like this on an impulsive whim, was his favorite way to live his life. Every day was something different a new rush a new experience, he woke up every morning not knowing what his fate would be. But thats what made life exciting he would never look back on his life and regret not doing something and thats how he would live until the day he died, an early death or not.
Even More Drabbles
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Taehyung…what are you doing ?
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There were very few things that effected Taehyung on an emotional level, and very few people if not fewer. He was never the type of person to seek out comfort from another person and typically just kept most things to himself, but there was a particular individual whom he always allowed his emotions to be seen by, and know that they would be accepting to them. There were not many people like that since Taehyung was very use to doing nothing but nuzzling underneath everyone's skin and pushing their buttons until there were no more to press.
He couldn't help himself, really. It was just a subconscious thing that he did and his mind instantly went towards how to trigger peoples emotions in the absolute worst way, he stripped away peoples false facade of kindness and exposed the disgusting people that they truly were. Patience went a long way and in this day and age nobody really had any, which what sparked most of Taehyungs confrontations.
But the prominent bruise on his cheek was starting to pulse and make him wince, he was tired and just wanted to see the person who would bring a smile upon his features no matter how upset he was. The only thing that was putting a damper on his disposition was the pain in his face, he had gotten in a confrontation with a random passerby who didnt have his temper in line. Speaking before thinking about the words spewing out of his mouth had frequently gotten him in trouble, and this was the same type of situation - his mouth had gotten him punched in the face.
But he was the winner in the situation, because he had broken the man down and made him show a sign of weakness and now Taehyung was aware of how to spark future temper tantrums whenever he saw the other again. His feet had traced the pathway towards Sungjongs where abouts, the home he normally resided in. Coming up to the door way and placing a gentle knock on the thick piece or wood that separated him from the other, patiently waiting for him to answer the door and feel a sense of calm to have his eyes rest on the others face.
「 Shell Shock 」
Parties were always where the most amusement was, there were plenty of things to do, drinks to feel a little loose and tons of people to talk too. Being social was the biggest part for Taehyung, that and poisoning his tiny frame with the yummy alcohol that called his name and lured him in. Its not like Taehyung had to drive home, he didnt have a car - and he didnt have a car because he preferred to walk everywhere he went. Being publicly intoxicated was far better than drunk driving.
A lot of the people in this party had seemed smashed,and he could pick out the ones who would drive home in that condition, it was dangerous and something he found unacceptable. Distracting a lot of them with small talk, or a dancing - and he slipped their keys from their pockets or bags and hid them somewhere that would be much more simple to find in the morning; He would leave a note for the owner of the house in the morning so all his guests would know.
There was someone in particular who caught his eye - he wasnt doing much of anything, sitting around and looking down at his phone thumbing through social network sites and trying to make it seem as if he was busy on a phone, while at a party. He didnt have a drink in his hand - and he sat at the far end of the couch, his body language giving off the impression that he didnt want to be approached.
But that was exactly what pushed Taehyungs feet forward in that direction,his fingers tightening on the edge of the couch, and swiftly throwing his body over the back of the seat and plopped roughly onto the space next to the anti-social brunette, slipping his hand out and snatching the phone from his hand, and shoving it in his own back pocket.
"I really don't think Facebook is that important to avoid such a fun atmosphere." his hands were gesturing towards the entire room, music reverberated off the walls, making it complicated to hear, so he had to somewhat yell his words. Offering the stranger a smile - not a traditional one because he wasnt blessed with such a thing. He had an odd smile with no points at the corner of his lips, the ends of his lips went more round and the end, it was something people knew him for.
"Why don't you enjoy your time here instead of looking pissed off, and like you don't wanna be here, but if thats the case - why did you come in the first place? That doesn't seem very fun to me." he rambled off, he liked the sound of his own voice and that was the biggest reason as to why he trailed off and rambled on, 95% of the time. "Taehyung, by the way"
Fun and Games || Taehyung and Jiho
Shadowing the boy in front of him in silence, Jiho wondered how he’d learned to accept and befriend this other strategist of the same year and why he’d agreed to be pulled into one of Taehyung’s attempts to relieve his boredom. Looking back on the other, they were similar yet not in an inexplicable way that allowed him to have placed his faith in the other. Of course, that didn’t mean Taehyung hadn’t almost pushed Jiho to the brink of mental breakdown a few times in the past but he was charming in his own way, drawing Jiho into accepting the other.
However, now, they were simply stalking the streets, looking for something that’d satisfy Taehyung’s itch for excitement. On a normal day, they might have sat down to skim a few books or discussed (the other doing more of the talking) any new information or facts they’d both take interest in. Jiho, of course would prefer the normal choice, but nevertheless, anywhere and anything with Taehyung would be a (needlessly) exciting day. Though he’d never admit it, Jiho smiled a little at the other, what the other tended to suggest (and follow through with) were always things Jiho wanted to do but feared the consequences of. As if the other could remove the inhibition of fear from him, Jiho found himself doing things he wouldn’t have alone.
“So, uh Tae, where are we going now?” A false sigh escaping despite his slowly increasing rush of curiousity.
His eyes scanned the streets, he was itching to do something but he was already pretty sure what it would be, "I don't know, to be quite honest" he looked back at the other with a chipper grin. "Why, you getting scared or something? " he scoffed under his breath. "whimp" rolling his eyes. They needed to go to a store first, any store that could carry eggs, why he did the things he did were beyond him. It was just in him to do things that caused in issue for everyone surrounding him, for his own amusement.
"There's a convenient store around the corner, we need to get some eggs" he sucked in his lower lip and bit down at it, as excitement started to urge him to walking faster. Turning quickly and grabbing the others wrist because he was walking way too slow for Taehyungs liking.
