“Would you still love me if I was a worm?“ | SM!AU
as i'm still editing true mates (it has 20k words), i’m back with another one, this time it’s them getting asked the most important question in a relationship 🪱 as with the other one, this is with my modern day love interest!men and not a statement of leaving out certain members. ps: leave some comments my loveys i really love reading them 💚
Characters in this: sa!yoongi, sa!tae, sa!kook, ogc!jk, aaol!jk, ihyily!tae, oy!yoongi
It is late at night when you remember a conversation Seokjin told you about, and you need to test it out on your partner Sanguis!Taehyung.
After the darling answer Taehyung gave you, you need to test it out on your second partner Sanguis!Yoongi.
Still laughing because of Yoongi's answer, you decide to hit up your third partner Sanguis!Jungkook.
Your husband aaol!Jungkook sends you a text when you are still in the metro to college. It is an important question and requires instant attention.
As you sit in the taxi to the airport, a very pressing question plagues your mind and you hit up your husband ihyily!Tae, who stayed him with your daughter.
It would have surprised you if your husband ogc!Jungkook gave you a different answer than he did. He is a sweetiepie afterall.
You are rarely on social media, but this night you couldn't resist and you are inspired to send your neighbour and boyfriend OY!Yoongi a very important message.
*this is a re-upload since I deleted my old account 🫣
🎄✨ I’m back, my wonderful friends! And what better way to celebrate the season of giving than to share an early gift with you—or rather, a shimmering glimpse of your Christmas surprise, lovingly wrapped from me to you. 🎁✨
The air is crisp with holiday magic, and you know how much I cherish spreading joy, warmth, and cheer. So, as the twinkle of inspiration found its way back into my heart, I knew I had to craft something special—something that whispers the enchantment of the Christmas stories I’ve cherished for years. This year, I’m delighted to present my own little Christmas event, a celebration of tales both familiar and new.
Within this holiday collection, you’ll find a mix of cozy extras from beloved stories and fresh adventures that glitter with festive wonder. And for even more holiday delight, I’m also hosting a Christmas Rec Event (Lissa’s 25 Days of Christmas) + (Bangtan Christmas), brimming with treasures to share.
So come along, dear friends, and let’s make this holiday season unforgettable. Together, we’ll unwrap the magic of stories, sharing laughter, love, and joy with every page. 💜✨
Let’s read, dream, and sprinkle the world with holiday cheer!
Since today is my birthday, I wanted to give you this little present, even though I still need to finish writing the last story (but it’s like ¼ done 🤭).
🎄Doughn’t Go Baking My Heart // Seokjin // enemies to lovers + romance // 16.4k
🎁 This Christmas season, you’re back in the kitchen, whisk in hand and determination in your heart, entering the annual holiday baking competition once again. The goal? Finally beat your long-time rival, the infuriatingly talented Kim Seokjin. But as the ovens warm and the ingredients come together, you realize it might not be just the doughs rising this year… Will the holiday spirit bring you closer, or will the heat of competition drive you further apart? 😜
🎁 When a man as warm as a crackling hearth steps into your cozy bookstore seeking the perfect gift for his friend’s Christmas party, you can’t help but offer him your brightest smile. But when he returns days later, with a spark in his eye and a bold request—to be his pretend girlfriend for this very party—you think, Why not? After all, Christmas is a time for a little magic, a little whimsy. Yet as you step deeper into his world, you discover a heart weighed down by scars from the past, a man more complex than the merry mask he wears. Still, what’s Christmas without a little hope, a touch of wonder, and a heart ready to spread the joy it knows so well?
🎁 Release date: 9th of December 2024 [link]
🎄Coming Home to You // Jimin // thriller + comfort //
🎁 It’s been five years since Hyun was arrested, and you’ve done a lot of healing to get where you are in life; married, finally opening your very own yoga studio. But when the shadows come crawling back, and old memories resurface, will Christmas be ruined?
🎁 Release date: 13th of December 2024 [link]
🎄Sprouting Love // Namjoon // fluffy + romance //
🎁 As snowflakes dance in the crisp winter air, you and Namjoon find yourselves wrapped in the warmth of each other’s company. The holiday season brings the aroma of freshly baked cookies, the magic of twinkling lights strung through the house, and laughter echoing in your greenhouse where you tend to flourishing plants, lovingly nurtured together. Amid the glow of Christmas cheer and shared moments filled with wonder, perhaps this season will sprinkle a touch of courage and clarity to finally define the blossoming connection between you. Will the magic of Christmas help turn what’s unspoken into something beautifully real?
🎁 Release date: 17th of December 2024 [link]
🎄Stuck in a Cave // Jimin // enemies to lovers + romance //
🎁 Trapped in a snowbound cave over the Christmas holidays with your long-time rival, Park Jimin, you're forced to face the simmering feelings you've both been burying beneath layers of denial. As the cold closes in, unspoken desires begin to thaw, setting your hearts ablaze in a season meant for warmth and wonder.
"Jungkook thinks that whatever mistake he makes defines his entire character and makes him unlovable. Yoongi shows him that mistakes don't mean the end of the world and that they most definitely don't define his worth."
Pairing: Vampire!Yoongi x Vampire!Jungkook
Genre: Slice of Life, Fluff, Comfort
Warnings: Jungkook accidentally breaks something and is sad about it, Yoongi shows him how to fix it, that's his little one everyone, he's so fond of him, Googie is so grateful for him in return
Wordcount: 1.7k
a/n: Requested by anonie literally two years ago 🥴 I found it buried deep under all the things on my wips list jsjs I can't even find the ask to it anymore but it was basically them wanting a domestic fluff drabble of yoonkook fixing something together to make Kookie see that his hands can do other things than break. I finally wrote it because i miss them and i'm big sad about it 🖤
The knock on his door is faint; shy in a way. Perhaps even hesitant.
“Come in”, Yoongi allows whoever is nervous to see him entrance.
He was playing the electric guitar before that, sitting on the floor against his sofa and only candlelight accompanying him. The guitar sits beside him for now.
Jungkook enters the room, having his head lowered and hands folded in front of his crotch. Yoongi waits for him to speak.
“Hyung, I did something bad”, Jungkook gets out quietly.
“Are you okay? What did you do?” Yoongi asks him in a soft voice.
“I’m sorry but I broke the, the door in the kitchen.”
“The door?”
Jungkook nods his head.
“The actual door?”
“No, a cupboard.”
“Mhm. How did that happen?”
“I, I was uhm, I opened it. I didn’t mean to, I swear!”
“That’s okay, kiddo. Accidents happen. Did you hurt yourself?” Yoongi speaks gently.
Jungkook shakes his head, sniffling.
“That’s good to hear.” Yoongi stands up. “Come on, let’s see what we can do to fix it, yeah?”
He intertwines hands with Jungkook, leading him to the kitchen. Jungkook follows him, barely daring to look at him in fear of seeing his anger. There is no anger on Yoongi’s features, Jungkook merely has the habit of beating himself up for every little mistake he makes. In his eyes, mistakes are awful when he makes them. They are the reason for anger and shame. Yoongi doesn’t share this sentiment, caressing his knuckles soothingly as he walks with him.
“Are you angry at me now?” Jungkook asks quietly.
“Of course not. You didn’t mean to break it.”
“I’m really sorry, hyung.”
“You’re okay, kiddo. Hyung’s not angry.”
They have reached the kitchen. The door Jungkook broke is lying on the floor. It is missing from one of the lower cupboards.
“Oh this one. Little bugger, I meant to tighten it for ages but was too lazy to do so. It was about to fall off.”
“I swear I only opened it and it already fell.”
“I’m sure you did. Don’t worry, bun. The hinges were old. It would have broken sooner or later.” Yoongi says and squats down to inspect the door. “Let’s see.”
Jungkook kneels next to him, sitting down on his folded feet. He squeezes his hands between his thighs, rocking back and forth in self-soothing.
“Can you fix it?” he asks, gnawing on his lower lip.
“Of course. We’ll see if I have a set of hinges in my workshop. Come on, you’re helping”, Yoongi says, standing back up.
Jungkook scrambles back to his feet to follow Yoongi, “okay, hyung.”
Yoongi glances at Jungkook halfway to the workshop. Jungkook’s features are twisted in guilt and self-anger. Yoongi closes the distance and places his hand on the back of Jungkook’s neck sweetly.
“Don’t beat yourself up about it, okay?”
Jungkook glances at him, hand coming up to rub his own cheek. Almost as if he wanted to wipe tears away.
“I feel so angry at myself.”
“I know you do, but don’t. Stuff breaks around the house, it’s prone to happen. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“I could have opened it softer or, or been more careful.”
“Maybe, but you’ll never know if the outcome would have been different. You gotta focus on the now, kiddo, and in the now, nothing terrible happened. We’ll get new hinges and fix the door, okay?”
Jungkook hesitates with accepting the words. So Yoongi gives him a gentle shake, following it up with a pat to his butt.
“Okay, kiddo?”
“Yeah, okay”, Jungkook murmurs and smiles shyly.
“That’s my boy”, Yoongi praises with a fond sparkle in his eyes, making Jungkook’s smile grow.
For the rest of the way, Jungkook walks next to Yoongi with lightness in his steps and his head held high.
Yoongi’s workshop is in one of the many outhouses of the estate. The two men have to leave through the main door and then take the gravel path west, the opposite direction of where the horse stables are located. The outhouse is a sandstone cottage with one floor and a small herb garden and an outdoor smithy in the front. A few of the many workers are busy in front of it, greeting Yoongi and Jungkook with a bow of their heads as they pass them.
Yoongi keeps his workshop very neat and organised. His tools are stored in cupboards and shelves on the walls. There is also a metal sink and many worktops to get crafty on. He kept one corner tidy, filling it with a two-seater and a table for refreshments. In winter when the nights are long, one can often find him cozied up in here with the fireplace lit and the radio playing music. He does all of his woodworking here and sees this house as a space to relax in.
It doesn’t take him long to find what he is looking for, handing Jungkook the needed tools while he carries the new hinges.
“It smells so good in here”, Jungkook comments between deep inhales of the woody air.
“I worked on some wood carvings recently.”
“It smells really good. What are you working on?”
“Just some decorations for Emma’s town shop. She asked me to make cats.” Yoongi says, pointing at one of the worktops.
Seven cat figures of different sizes are standing on it. Some are already completely finished, while others are still in the process of getting carved.
“So cute, wow”, Jungkook gushes, petting each of them carefully.
“Mhm, they’re pretty adorable yeah”, Yoongi agrees, watching his boy handle the figures so gently. He never doubted it, but Jungkook has such tender hands. Even if he thinks that they are only good for destroying. Yoongi knows better.
Jungkook turns to him, smiling shyly.
“They’re really pretty, hyungie.”
“Thanks”, Yoongi says and gestures Jungkook to leave. “I hope Emma will like them.”
“I’m sure that she will. They’re really so, so pretty.”
“Thanks, kiddo”, Yoongi says, turning off the lights behind them now that they got everything that they needed.
The two men wander back to the estate, greeting whoever passes them. They don’t chat a lot with each other, but that was alright for both. They are lovers of silence and sharing it together is a way to bond for them.
The kitchen is how they left it and other than before, Jungkook doesn’t feel sickening guilt at the view of the broken cabinet. He feels hopeful.
They lay out the tools, both sitting on the floor cross-legged.
“Did you fix a cupboard before?” Yoongi asks Jungkook.
“Yes, just not that type of cupboard.”
“Mhm, well it’s probably not that much different than other cupboards. You see this?”
Jungkook inspects where Yoongi points with squinted eyes.
“The plastic is cracked.”
“Exactly. Old fucking shit finally gave up. That’s what modern hinges do. Back in my days, you would wither away before your hinges gave up.”
Jungkook laughs.
“I’m serious. The older the earth gets, the younger companies make the life-expectancies of their shit. One day, I’ll rip out this modern dust catcher and build a good, sturdy kitchen. Just how I built it back then. With real wood and real metal hinges and good stone oven.”
Jungkook laughs harder, painting a fond smile onto Yoongi’s face. He scoffs and shakes his head.
“I’m talking too much, aren’t I?”
“No, I like it when you talk like this”, Jungkook assures him and rests his cheek on his shoulder, “when you do that, can I help?”
“Of course you can, kiddo. I’d be happy to do that with you”, Yoongi promises him with a chaste kiss to the crown of his head. “Now look here. I need your help.”
“What do you need?”
“Hold the door right there and I’ll tighten the screws.”
“Yes, okay.” Jungkook does as he is told, watching Yoongi work. “This was really quick.”
“Mhm. Just had to unscrew the old hinges and put on the new ones”, Yoongi murmurs, fixing the door back into its place. Three more tight twists with the screwdriver and the cupboard is officially as good as new.
Jungkook gazes at it with sparkling eyes while Yoongi gathers all the tools. He stands up, placing the tools on the kitchen island so he could wash his hands.
Jungkook stands up, looking at Yoongi. He has his back turned to him, wiping his hands on the towel.
He made his life worthwhile again, Jungkook thinks, he is the reason that Jungkook is able to actually exist again. And he has no fucking idea. He goes day by day thinking that his impact was minimal, when in reality he is the very reason for Jungkook’s perfect life.
Jungkook closes the distance and takes Yoongi into his arms. The smaller man freezes up, dropping the towel in surprise. Jungkook has both arms around him, chest melted against his back and face buried in the crook of his neck.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For coming into my life.”
Yoongi lowers his head, feeling flustered. His embarrassment about the highly emotional moment is instant. He begins wiggling to pretend that he doesn’t want to be hugged.
“Yeah, yeah whatever. Let go of me, you brat.”
But Jungkook doesn’t let him go today. He hugs him tighter until Yoongi has to give up with an involuntary whimper which Jungkook squeezes out of him.
“Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you.” he chants, kissing his neck and shoulder over and over again.
Yoongi hums, patting his lower arm.
“You are so important. You are so loved. Oh so loved, hyungie. And, and you make my life possible.”
“The one who’s making it possible is you, kiddo. You’ve come so far.”
“I only came that far because of you.”
They share a moment of deep, comfortable silence. It is filled with emotions. Yoongi takes a deep breath and turns in Jungkook’s arms, cradling his face in both hands.
Jungkook meets his fond eyes. His features are so soft and adoring.
“Hyung is….” He shakes his head and smiles, “I’m proud of you, Jungkookie-ah.”
Jungkook exhales in emotion.
Yoongi pulls his head down and kisses his forehead.
Jungkook whimpers, closing his eyes. He never kissed him there before.
“I’m so proud of you, my little one. And…and you’re loved too.”
“Hyungie”, Jungkook breathes, falling around Yoongi’s neck to hug him tightly.
Yoongi hugs him back, ruffling his hair. He is so very fond of his boy. Quite frankly, he would steal the stars for him if he asked him to. They may not have had many happy endings in their past, but at least in this life they will. Together. Because being together is the best which could have happened to them.
a/n: i thought about cuddles and wanted to write something <3 i miss them a lot you guys 😭💗
Namjoon
I see him either liking face to face cuddles or spooning. If you’re facing each other, he’d love it if you bury your face in his chest (sidenote: shirtless Namjoon happens a lot in this position. Make with this information what you want). If you’re spooning, he’d prefer to be your big spoon because he gets hot easily and like this, he can break away to cool off. He’d hold your hands and caress your waist with gentle kisses to your shoulder blades.
If he is the small spoon, he’d start acting cute because he secretly likes it when you make him feel physically small. Actually, I changed my mind. I think he prefers being your small spoon because you get to hold him and caress him and he’d just melt in your arms. Not to be sad on main, but if he cries, this is the kind of position he cries in because you make him feel safe and vulnerable like this.
He is the kind of person who either gives no random hugs throughout the day or lots of hugs. It all depends on how he feels that day and what kind of other people you are around.
If you aren’t cuddling, but he still wants to be close, he’d trace your skin with his fingertips or rub your back.
Seokjin
He likes to be on his back, so I can see him liking positions where he can lie back and you are on top of him one way or another. Like you between his legs with your head on his chest. Or you cuddled into his side but with your head on his chest. Something where he can wrap his arms around you and feel you relax in his hold.
Which is why I see him preferring to be your big spoon. He’ll hug you tightly and nuzzle into you. If he is the small spoon, he’d keep kissing your knuckles and telling you jokes so he can feel your laughter against his back.
Also he likes it when you’re on his lap with your face in his neck when he games. He’d keep sneaking his hand under your shirt and giving you innocent rubs or place kisses on your shoulder.
If you're in private, he’d give you lots of hugs, but if you’re in public, he’d only hold your hand. He likes to keep the cuddles private because they’re very precious to him.
If you aren’t cuddling and he wants physical connection, he is either shadow boxing with your arm or he is playfully moving your arms as if you were his puppet. He is definitely playful but cute.
Yoongi
Little spoon! Little spoon! Little spoon! He basically wants to live as your little spoon. The smaller he feels, the better. He’d really love it if you held his hand or rubbed his tummy. The warmth and softness of your body against his back is really comforting to him and he’d feel really safe like this. He also loves that you can easily give his neck kisses.
Alternatively I can also really see him enjoying resting his head on your chest with his body between your legs. He’d like it because he could listen to your heartbeat and have you play with his hair.
No matter the position though, I see him as the one getting snuggled and being the “tinier” counterpart.
The kind of guy that says that he needs his space before falling asleep, but then you catch him pressing his foot against your leg so he is still connected with you (if you call him out on it, he’d deny it and pull away).
I don’t see him giving you any hugs or cuddles in public because he is shy. He is definitely the type of person to do a whole 180 and turn into the biggest cuddlebug once he’s in the safety of your own home again.
Hoseok
I genuinely can’t think of an ultimate fave position because I see him liking all the positions. He’s a cuddlebug BUT he has to initiate it. Obviously he loves it when you cuddle up to him and he’d pull you closer (all I think about is the one Koobi hug in the Canada Run episodes. not shipping them! just how he would react if you initiated) but if he’s the one starting it, you’ll be buried in millions of hugs and kisses and cute sound effects. If it’s cuddles for sleep though, I can see him really liking it when you rest your head on his chest. He loves feeling your weight on him and your slow swirls of breath on his skin. It calms him down a lot.
If you roll away to fall asleep, he’d put his hand on your back (or waist depending on how you’re facing him) so you and he could still stay connected.
He’s the kind of person to definitely give you little cuddles throughout the day, followed by kisses and an honest compliment.
Jimin
He is another canditate for all positions are his favourite positions. He is for real such a cuddlebug. On the sofa he’d like it when one of you is on their back and the other is cuddled up to their side. In bed he prefers to spoon. When sitting, he’d love to sit on your lap as much as he loves it when you sit on his’. I think, however, that the one position which really makes his heart flutter is when you are facing each other, holding hands and with your foreheads together. This one really does it for him.
The type of person to hug you from the side throughout the day AND if you’re strong enough the kinda person to jump into your arms. He also likes to hook pinkies when you’re walking through a crowded room OR when you’re falling asleep together.
There is no such thing as casual connection with him. If you aren’t cuddling and he wants physical touch, he’d simply cuddle up to you.
Taehyung
I don’t wanna keep it too short, but I feel like he’d cuddle the way he cuddles pillows or Yeontan. That’s it. No but seriously, he is a human koala and once he is cuddled to you, he is going to stick until either one of you has to leave, a limb has fallen asleep or the toilet is calling. I think any position where he can wrap his limbs around you is preferred. He’d also like to roll on top of you and giggle when you whine about his weight. I can generally see him being a little annoying sometimes like licking your face or biting your cheek, just because he likes it when you play-fight him back and you can laugh together. Also, this goes without saying, but if he can’t hold you as he falls asleep he will not find any sleep.
Surprisingly enough I don’t see him giving you lots of random hugs throughout the day (unless you ask for them). He’s more into having one big cuddle time where he’ll pour all his affection into it.
Also listen. I feel like he unironically likes it when you hook toes when you aren’t cuddling but still craving some connection.
Jungkook
Human weighted blanket. He’d love to bury you under him and wrap all his limbs around you. Like this, he feels as if he’s doing a good job at protecting you AND he can give your face a million kisses. It’s also the perfect position to make you laugh by tickling you according to your comfort levels or by nibbling on your neck innocently.
I can also see him loving it when your head rests on one of his arms. Like the big spoon position or him on his back with you cuddled into his side. If he’s your big spoon, he’d have you all wrapped up in his arms. If he’s on his back, he’d play with your hair as best as your hair texture allows it.
He likes it when he can feel strong and needed and you are so obviously safe in his presence.
100% the type of person to back hug you constantly in private and put an arm around you when you’re around other people (in a “hihi we’re together <3” way not in a “they’re mine, back off” way). Holding hands is mandatory as well and I can see him initiating more cuddles than casual connection because he really likes cuddles.
His love language is definitely physical touch and quality time, so he sees cuddles as the ultimate bonding moment.
" Taehyung, who is gazing at the endless galaxies in Jungkook’s deep brown eyes, answers him in whispers. “I love the stars as well.” Jungkook, unaware that Taehyung didn’t speak of nature's stars but those of his, looks up at Taehyung."
Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Vampire!Taehyung
Genre: established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU, Slice of Life Fluff
Warnings: Tae tries so hard and it's reciprocated!, they're actually so in love :(, idk man this entire polycule just hits so hard whenever i write for them, a cute date, and Tae being an excited bean, and Kook being a cutie, goodness this is so cute and romantic :(
Wordcount: 2.7k
a/n: i cry into my pillow each night. i love this family so much :(
Taehyung and the others have returned from The Plains two days ago. Life at the estate didn’t change during the days they spent far away in the other realm. The plants still grew, the rooms were still homely and the sun still felt the same on the skin. Jimin was already at home again after going on a trip with Hoseok where they visited Seokjin and Emma in Gordes. The entire family had dinner together on the first night reunited. Conversation was amazing and laughter was great.
But this story is neither about the wonderful dinner nor the reunion. This story is about Taehyung and his unbearable desire to see Jungkook.
It has been five hours since he last saw him in the home gym and Taehyung is going mad without him. Such intense feelings are still unbelievably unfamiliar to him. Truly, Taehyung isn’t used to being so needy for a person. Not in a sexual way, but an emotional way. All Taehyung craves is to hear Jungkook’s laugh, to experience his scent, to gaze at his face and feel his hug. He also craves every story Jungkook could possibly tell and needs every single word this man could ever utter. Oh, he craves this man so very much.
The door to Jungkook’s wing is unlocked and Taehyung sees it as his consent to go in. He takes off his shoes by the door, using the audible cues as his guidance. He has music playing and judging by the pungent scent of paint in the air, he is repainting walls.
It was very easy to return to his real self after coming home from The Plains. Being human was fun and a new experience, but Taehyung must admit that he prefers to be a vampire. He enjoys his heightened senses and how invincible his body is again. The only thing he misses is his pulse and how real his body warmth felt. It was so utterly exciting to feel both of these things rise whenever Taehyung found himself close to Jungkook.
Speaking of Jungkook, Taehyung finds him in his living room. Well, his living room to be. Jungkook is still in the midst of renovating the room. Taehyung knocks on the opened door. He was incorrect about the walls. Jungkook is actually painting the ceiling. He chose a dark blue to contrast with the white walls.
Jungkook lowers the paint roller, studying Taehyung.
“Hello”, Taehyung says, waving his hand shyly.
“Hey there.”
“The, uhm, the ceiling is already looking very good.”
“Yeah, right? It’s coming along nicely. I’m really liking the colour.”
“Yes, it is a very beautiful colour.”
“At first I was worried that it would be too dark, but I like it now.”
“Indeed, it fits the room very well.”
Jungkook sinks the roller into new paint and spreads it on the ceiling. He thinks that Taehyung merely came here to chat, unaware that the vampire wants to ask him for a date. Taehyung doesn’t take it to heart, watching the younger vampire with a fluttering stomach. Now that he is in front of him, Taehyung forgot every single word he ever learned.
Jungkook manages to cover quite a lot before Taehyung finally feels courageous enough to ask.
“Jungkook, may I ask you something?”
“Hm? Yeah, sure. What’s up?” Jungkook says, placing the roller aside and climbing off the ladder to hurry to Taehyung.
“You, uhm, you have paint on your face.”
“I do? Crap.” Jungkook wipes his face blindly. “It’s the position. It’s getting everywhere.”
Taehyung takes the cloth from Jungkook’s overalls and licks a corner of it to wipe his face with it.
“May I?”
“Yeah.”
Jungkook lets him with bated breath, eyes racing over his features. He misses how much his heart raced in The Plains. Now it stays still eventhough Jungkook doesn’t feel calm. He feels giddy. Really, really giddy. Like a person who can’t believe that their crush likes them back.
“There. Now you are clean”, Taehyung finishes the job, stuffing the cloth back into Jungkook’s pocket.
“Thank you, chèri.”
Their eyes meet briefly. Jungkook grins. Taehyung flusters.
“How did that sound?”
“Nice”, Taehyung whispers and tugs Jungkook’s into a kiss by his hips.
“Mhm”, Jungkook lets out, keeping his hands away from Taehyung in order not to get him dirty.
The kiss breaks because Jungkook broke it, chuckling fondly as he does.
“Nice, it feels so nice”, Taehyung murmurs, snuggling into the crook of Jungkook’s neck.
“I’m dirty, you know.”
“I don’t care.”
“You’ll care when I accidentally put paint on your expensive shirt.”
Taehyung laughs with Jungkook, fingers playing with his belt loops mindlessly.
“What’s up? You wanted to ask me something.”
“Ah yes! Do you perhaps want to come to my wing later? I want to show you my atelier.”
“Uh, atelier tour. Yeah, I’d like that. Am I gonna see your star painting then?”
“Yes, it will be the first thing I will show you.”
“Neat. Is it okay for you if I finish the ceiling first? I don’t want it to get patchy.”
“Of course, take your time. I shall wait for you in my wing. Please take your time.”
“I’ll be quick. Promise”, Jungkook says and turns to return to his task.
Taehyung leaves his wing as well, bursting in giddy excitement. He will be able to show Jungkook his stars ceiling and his secret room. Jungkook will be the second person after you to know of the room’s existence (Taehyung isn’t aware that Yoongi knows the room as well after he once found you sulking in it a long time ago).
“Taehyung?”
Taehyung is in the atelier, doing the last finishing touches, when Jungkook calls out for him. The older vampire hurries outside, speeding up when his eyes fall upon Jungkook waiting by the front door. He dressed up, body hued in blue jeans and a red button up. Taehyung feels his stomach flutter. He is so beautiful.
“Look at you. You are so handsome”, he gushes, greeting Jungkook by taking both his hands and kissing his knuckles.
“You’re handsome too”, Jungkook says, gazing at him fondly.
Taehyung straightens up, touching Jungkook’s waist. Truly, he cannot keep his hands to himself.
“Please, come in. I am so happy that you are finally here.”
“Sorry it took me a while. I had to shower and everything”, Jungkook excuses himself as he slips out of his house shoes.
All of you mostly wear house shoes when you hurry around the estate, but take them off once you are in each other’s wings. It is cleaner this way and less cold on the feet.
“No worries, I told you to take your time and I meant it. I prepared wine and chocolate. I hope you like them.”
“I love wine and chocolate.”
They intertwine their hands as they wander to Taehyung’s atelier. Jungkook has already been in Taehyung’s wing before, having spent his time in his bedroom and bathroom, so he is familiar with the artful hallways the older vampire curated over the centuries.
“I am very happy to hear that. I find wine and chocolate to be a wonderful combination.”
“Yeah, right.”
They reach the atelier. Taehyung stops and turns to take both of Jungkook’s hands.
“Do you trust me?”
“I do.”
“Close your eyes.”
Jungkook follows with a giggle, squeezing Taehyung’s hands in excited anticipation.
Taehyung leans in and steals a kiss, eliciting another giggle from Jungkook. Only once the kiss was stolen and Jungkook properly charmed, does Taehyung finally lead him inside.
“Keep them closed.”
“I am.”
Taehyung places Jungkook in the middle of his atelier, right underneath the moon and endless stars. He lets go of his hands and steps aside.
“Open them.”
Jungkook opens his eyes, gasping in delighted surprise.
“Wow, it’s beautiful here”, he says softly, looking around the room. The artful murals, the countless canvases, the scattered art supplies and well-preserved antiques. The love Taehyung has for this room and which he also poured into his art in this room is felt greatly by Jungkook.
“This is the most beautiful studio ever. I love it so much” he gushes, “is the stars painting one of those paintings?” he asks and steps closer to the huge canvases Taehyung keeps leaned against the wall.
“Look up”, Taehyung tells him, almost bursting in excitement.
Jungkook lifts his head. His face falls, his eyes widen.
“Holy fuck.”
Taehyung giggles and cackles, bouncing on the spot as his face contorts into the brightest smile.
“Woah. Yo, holy shit. Wow.”
Taehyung grabs Jungkook’s arm, shaking it in excitement. The latter looks at him, unable to hide his true bafflement.
“This is blowing my mind. This is the most beautiful ceiling I have ever seen.”
“I, I painted it myself.”
“You did what?!”
Taehyung steps closer, shaking Jungkook’s arm harder. He might burst in giddiness.
“I painted it. I spent three years of my life watching the sky and painting what I saw.”
“Holy fuck, Tae. This is the most impressive thing I’ve ever seen. Wow”, Jungkook says, looking up at the ceiling again to take in the beauty of it, “wow…”
“I had hoped that you would like it.”
“I love it. It’s seriously baffling to me. You painted that, like, holy fuck.”
Taehyung giggles and cuddles Jungkook from the side.
“You make me so giddy.”
Jungkook chuckles, wrapping his arm around him. He cranes his neck to kiss the crown of Taehyung’s head.
“You’re cute and fucking talented. Wow, I can’t stop staring. Wow.”
“Do you want to know how I was able to watch the sky?”
“Of course. Did you go outside on the balcony?”
“No, better.”
“Better?”
Taehyung tugs Jungkook with him by his hands.
“Follow me. I want to show you something very special. It is my place of tranquillity. Only ___ knows of it.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Really.”
“Wow Tae, seriously this room is amazing. Did you paint the murals too?”
“I did.”
“Damn Tae, just wow.”
Jungkook has to exclaim yet another round of “wow”s, when Taehyung shows him the entrance to his secret room. He follows him with even more exclaims of wonder on his lips, meeting his crescendo when he finally stands in the octagon shaped library. Taehyung, bursting in giddiness, lies him down on the mattress and tells him to keep his eyes on the ceiling. Then he hurries to the lever, opening it with his eyes not once leaving Jungkook’s face. He wants to take in his first reaction.
“Wow!” Jungkook gasps and then becomes silent as the view steals his words. All he can do is stare and gaze in wonder as the ceiling moves aside to make space for the endless night sky.
Taehyung hurries to him, lying down beside him. He cuddles into him in a way which still allows him to look at his face.
“What are you thinking?”
“This is so beautiful”, Jungkook whispers, tearing up, “I love the stars so much.”
Taehyung, who is gazing at the endless galaxies in Jungkook’s deep brown eyes, answers him in whispers.
“I love the stars as well.”
Jungkook, unaware that Taehyung didn’t speak of nature’s stars but those of his’, looks up at Taehyung.
“I can’t believe that I lived here all these months without knowing that this room exists.”
“I keep it well hidden. I find great healing in this room and only people most special to me get to know of its existence.”
Jungkook blinks away tears, “thank you so much for trusting me.”
Taehyung kisses his lips. Softly and with love.
“I will always trust you”, he whispers, caressing his cheek slowly.
Jungkook flusters, lowering his eyes shyly. He might still be far away from perfect control, but at least with Taehyung, he can experience gentle love already. Jungkook feels at peace in his presence. And uncontrollably giddy. He lifts his eyes again so he could look at the face which makes his stomach flutter so very much. Jungkook thinks that he is even more beautiful with the stars as his backdrop.
“Do you want to see something else? And then we can finally enjoy the wine and chocolate under the stars”, Taehyung asks with sparkling eyes.
“Of course, show me”, Jungkook whispers.
“Follow me”, Taehyung drags Jungkook to one of the shelves.
“Is it by the books?” the younger follows with a fond smile.
“Indeed, yes indeed. I have books you could enjoy. I, I gathered them here for you”, Taehyung says and takes out a big heap of books, putting them on the floor.
He and Jungkook sit down cross legged and while Taehyung stares at him in anticipation, Jungkook takes one of the books.
“Really?” he gasps, eyes lighting up and racing over the other books as well, “all of these books are about the stars and the universe and, and astronomy!”
“Indeed. Yes, indeed”, Taehyung giggles, bouncing on the spot, “do you know any of them already?”
“No. I don’t know any of them yet. Oh my god, this one! I wanted to read this for so long, but I could never find it anywhere!”
“It is first edition. I knew the author and they gave me a copy when it was first released.”
“Wow, oh wow this is so cool, wow”, Jungkook wipes his eyes quickly, giggling, “I can’t believe I’m holding these books.”
“You can have them.”
“What?”
Their eyes meet. Jungkook has widened his eyes so immensely that they appear almost round.
“You can have them. I want to give them to you.”
“But. No. No, I can’t take them. They’re yours and they’re expensive and, and valuable.”
“And I want them to be yours”, Taehyung assures him, “they would catch dust up here with me. Knowing that they could find a worthy home with you, would mean so much more to me.”
“I can’t take them, no.”
“Yes, you can. They are yours. Truly.”
“But-”
“No buts. I insist”, Taehyung shoves them closer to Jungkook, “they are yours.”
“Are you really sure?”
“I am. So very sure.”
“Oh god. Thank you”, Jungkook falls around Taehyung’s neck, “thank you, thank you, thank you.”
Taehyung smiles, hugging him as tightly as possible. The sweet scent of true happiness radiates off of Jungkook. His squeaky giggles are yet another indicator of the immense happiness Taehyung makes him feel.
“Thank you so much. Thank you so, so much.”
“I’m so happy to know that they found a new home. They will be well taken care of.”
“They will, oh god”, Jungkook sits back on his heels, beaming at Taehyung with glassy eyes, “you have no idea how much I dreamed of having more astronomy books. I, I only have a few and, and they are either very modern or really ruined already. I, I read all of them so many times already and, and now I have new things to go through, oh god. I want to cry, oh god”, Jungkook hides his face in his hands and sobs a little.
“Goodness, don’t cry”, Taehyung gasps, rubbing his arms soothingly.
“I’m just feeling overwhelmed. I appreciate this so much. How did you know I would like all of this?”
“I truly hoped that you would. You told me about your love for astronomy and so I wished for all of this to be of your liking.”
“It is. All of it. Oh god”, Jungkook sobs softly. He is being seen and therefore loved. If this is what dating a man feels like, Jungkook is so glad that he can finally experience it. It feels so good to be treated so well.
“Are these happy tears? I cannot tell anymore.”
Jungkook nods his head, “I’m happy.”
“Yes? Oh, mon amour I’m happy to know”, Taehyung gushes, dropping his hands to Jungkook’s thighs.
Jungkook lowers his hands to hold Taehyung’s, smiling at him even if he sniffles.
“I’m so happy. I’m so, so happy.”
Taehyung smiles, feeling incredibly warm in his chest.
“This means more to me than you might think. All I want is your happiness, my north star.”
“Oh god”, Jungkook giggles, falling around Taehyung’s neck again, “oh god, Tae. I love you.”
Warnings: so many fluffy sweet moments, the four of them help on the farm, her grandparents are couple goals, Yoongi being the best magic teacher, he's so funny without trying, she is so cool <3, Tae and Koo being tiny horndogs, just a tiny bit, everything about this chapter is fluffy and sweet though hehe
Wordcount: 8.7k
a/n: this story is so healing <3 i love that they're so happy together <3
Taehyung smiles fondly at the memory of yesterday and nods his head.
“Yes, Jungkook and I went to the woods to paint. We had a picnic hence we were absent during dinner”, he says with giddiness in his eyes.
“I see. I hope you had a lot of fun.”
“We did. We talked so much and truly bonded”, Taehyung says and smiles when you kiss his cheek.
“That’s good to hear, my darling. I’m so happy that you had time to get to know each other better”, you say, playing with his hair.
Taehyung meets your fond eyes, giving you a smile, “thank you.”
“Mhm, my darling”, you say with a soft pinch to his cheek, “are you feeling okay today? Honest answers only.”
“I feel good”, Taehyung says, feeling his heart flutter at the realisation that you care about him. The memory of yesterday is good to him, but he also knows how unstable he acted when he believed that he needed to serve Jungkook. It feels good to know that you care for him.
“That’s good to hear, my sweetest darling”, you say, following it with a kiss to his cheek and stand back up, “are you making cherry pie, grandma?”
“We are”, your grandmother confirms.
“That’s wonderful. I’m so excited already. I love your pies so much”, you say as you are busy dancing around Yoongi as you and he both try to look into the fridge.
He looks at you and steps aside, giving you view of the contents.
“Did you have breakfast already?” you ask the others.
“We did. There’s probably more eggs outside if you want to eat some”, your grandfather answers you.
You look at Yoongi. He knows what you want to say without needing to hear it.
“Do you want to get them?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, let’s go”, he says and snatches the egg basket, “we’re outside. Do you need more eggs for the pie, Agatha?”
“No thank you, dear.”
Sunlight floods the clearing and the air smells like fresh flowers. The humming of bees and other helpful insects surrounds you, high above your heads the birds greet the new day in happy songs. Truly, you feel like singing yourself. It has been days and the happiness of being here just doesn’t shrink.
You intertwine your fingers with Yoongi, swinging your arms back and forth as you skip along the path. He glances at you, smiling fondly.
“You seem happy.”
“I am happy. Today’s such a sunny day and we’re getting gram’s cherry pie later, we can eat fresh eggs for breakfast and I get to hold your hand. There’s no reason not to be happy today.”
“Yeah true. It sounds like a good day”, Yoongi agrees, letting you swing your arms. He listens to the soft humming you do and thinks to himself that he is lucky to have someone as positive as you for his love. He thought the day to be okay, but your perspective on it makes him see it in a brighter light.
The chicken coop is open. The hens are running around their part of the garden, chatting to themselves between picking for worms and bugs. They let you and Yoongi pass, gurgling curiously but never daring to approach. You still greet every single one of them, while Yoongi follows with the basket.
The door – the big, human sized door that is – to the coop was open. Maybe Taehyung or your grandparents left it open accidentally. You step inside the spacious coop, meeting Jungkook there. He is sitting cross-legged on the ground with a full egg basket next to him and a brown chicken atop his lap.
“Kookie? Hey, what are you doing here?”
He lifts his head and shushes you loudly. He even goes as far as to furrow his brows.
“What are you doing here?” you whisper.
“I was getting eggs for brekkie”, he is whispering, “and then Jolene climbed into my lap and asked for pets. So I gave her pets and now she’s fallen asleep”, he explains.
The small head of the chicken is resting in Jungkook’s palm. Her eyes are closed, small chicken purrs leave her as she slumbers deeply in her cozy nest.
You and Yoongi snicker.
“That’s so cute though. Look at her snoozing.”
“I know, right? I don’t wanna move, I’m so scared to wake her”, Jungkook says and sobs soundlessly, “I need to pee so bad. I’ve been here for twenty minutes”, he whines.
“Oh gosh, poor you”, you chuckle, “that’s not that good then.”
“No, it’s not. It’s bad. So bad actually.”
“Poor baby”, you whine with him, laughing softly afterwards.
“We could try freeing you?”
“How?”
“I’ll take her”, Yoongi says and squats down in front of him. He slides his hands under Jolene carefully.
“You’ll wake her”, Jungkook gasps.
“Trust me, I won’t”, Yoongi assures him and moves as slowly as humanly possible. The brown hen leaves Jungkook’s lap, gurgling softly without ever waking.
“There we go, my girl”, Yoongi whispers and cradles her in his arms like a small baby, “there we go, sleep.”
The hen rests her head against Yoongi’s arm, slumbering peacefully.
“Crisis averted”, Yoongi tells Jungkook.
“I love you so much. You have no idea how hardcore you just saved me”, he says and stumbles to his feet, “oh god, I’m gonna pee myself, standing up made it so much worse”, he whines and hurries out the coop in typical pre-pee-steps.
He disappears behind a corner to most definitely use the nearby bushes for his business.
“Poor man”, you say and chuckle.
“Yeah, right.”
“Thankfully we arrived when we did.”
“Yeah.”
You study Yoongi and the peaceful chicken in his arms.
“I thought you couldn’t get any more attractive but I was wrong.”
“What? You mean ‘cause I’m holding a chicken?”
“You’re holding a chicken without managing to wake her. You’re such a safe space, Boongie. Even animals agree.”
He lowers his eyes shyly, “whatever”, he murmurs.
You smile fondly and squat down to pick up Jungkook’s egg basket. He managed to collect eight eggs before Jolene occupied his lap. That should be enough for three people.
“I don’t think we need to get any more eggs. Kook was really diligent”, you say.
“Yeah, it should be good for three people.”
Yoongi in the meantime carries Jolene to her sleeping spot in the coop, setting her down gently. He even puts more hay around her, making sure that she is cozy. He gives her head a soft pet, “sleep tight, my friend”, he tells her and stands back up.
“I’m back. Wah you guys have no idea how much I just peed”, Jungkook announces himself, standing in the doorway, “where’s Jolene?”
“Her bed, let’s get outta here so we don’t wake her”, Yoongi says and together you leave the coop and the chickens’ garden.
You walk side by side. The sun warms your faces, the scent of lavender accompanies you.
“You didn’t have breakfast yet either, did you?” you check with Jungkook to which he shakes his head.
“No, I didn’t. I came outside because I wanted scrambled eggs.”
“I figured. Is it okay for us to use the eggs as well?”
“Of course, but should I carry them?”
“No, it’s okay. It’s not heavy”, you assure him.
“Are you sure? I wouldn’t mind.”
Knowing Jungkook and his enjoyment of being helpful, it would make him a lot happier to carry the egg basket than stand idly by.
“Fine, thank you so much for offering”, you say and place the basket in his open palms.
“Of course, I’m happy to be of help”, he says, glowing so much brighter now that he can be your helpful boyfriend. He even seems to walk easier, swinging his head from side to side slightly. He is so cute.
“Were you really in there for twenty minutes?” Yoongi asks.
“I was. Wah seriously, I thought that I might have to pee myself. It was torture.”
You laugh. Yoongi chuckles.
“I can imagine. One time, ___ fell asleep on my lap and I almost pissed myself.”
“Wait. I did?”
“Mhm.”
“When?”
“The murder mystery night. When we solved that murder on the submarine.”
“Oh that night. Gosh, I’m sorry I was so tired.”
“I know. It’s okay. I managed.”
“You’re cute”, Jungkook says, “I think I would have peed myself as well if you fell asleep on my lap because I definitely wouldn’t have wanted to move.”
You look at him, meeting his sweet smile.
“You’re cute”, you say, reaching for his hand to intertwine your fingers with him. Then you swing your arms back and forth, letting out a small snicker of contentment.
Jungkook smiles, squeezes your hand softly.
“Tae told me that you guys spent the day painting yesterday.”
“Yeah we did. It was nice. I painted the forest. I think it turned out really pretty.”
“You gotta show us later. I really want to see.”
“Yeah, I can show you”, Jungkook says and stops in front the closed door.
Yoongi is the one to open it, holding it so you and Jungkook can get inside first. Taehyung and your grandfather are still on the floor, while your grandmother is washing dishes from a previous breakfast.
“We’re back.”
They look at you.
“Did you get eggs?”
“We did and we saved Kook.”
“Saved? What happened? Are you alright?” Taehyung gasps with widened eyes.
“I almost wasn’t.”
“Why? Are you hurt?”
Jungkook shakes his head, “Jolene climbed into my lap as I was collecting eggs and then fell asleep. I didn’t wanna move, but needed to pee so bad.”
“Oh dear”, Taehyung relaxes and chuckles, “things like that can only happen to you”, he adds and returns to his task of getting the cherries ready.
“Yeah, right”, Jungkook agrees with a smile, then turns his attention to you and Yoongi, “do you want scrambled eggs as well?”
“Yes, please”, you say.
“Sure”, Yoongi says.
“Nice. Sit down guys, I’ll make them for you”, Jungkook says and points at the sofa not far from the kitchen. The sunlight kisses its pillows and makes the dancing dust visible in the warm air.
“I can help you”, Yoongi offers, but Jungkook merely shakes his head and gives his cheek a soft peck. He massages Yoongi’s sides in gentle squeezes, gazing at him with sparkly eyes.
Yoongi gawks at him with parted lips, looking completely and utterly queer-panicked.
“Sit down, hyungie”, Jungkook says and gives his hip a little rub, “I’m not repeating myself, okay?” he adds and snickers with cute eyes.
“Okay, fine”, Yoongi murmurs, turning away shyly. His cheeks are rosy from getting them kissed. He rubs the side of his neck as trots to the sofa, looking oh so flustered from being handled the way Jungkook did.
Jungkook turns and begins preparing breakfast. He sings to the song on the radio.
You and Yoongi sit down on the warmed, sunkissed sofa, sharing one pillow because you instantly cuddle yourself into Yoongi’s side. He hums and drapes his arm over you, kissing your temple. He rests his lips against it afterwards, caressing your upper arm mindlessly.
“Did you sleep well?” you ask him.
“Yeah, I did. You?”
“Yeah, me too. Do you think that the bed’s too small?”
“I guess a little. You kept breathing into my face during the night.”
“Oh god, I did?” you gasp.
“You did.”
“Ew, I’m sorry. That’s so unromantic. I hope my breath wasn’t too bad.”
“It’s fine. I kicked you accidentally once. Did you notice?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Good. I felt bad”, he says, making you chuckle.
“It’s okay, I didn’t even feel it.”
“Mhm”, Yoongi hums and settles deeper into the couch pillow.
“What should we do today?” you ask him as your fingers dance over his stomach.
“I don’t know. Do you have something you want to do?”
“Not really. I thought of maybe taking a walk again and then reading a book under a tree.”
“That sounds nice. Do that then.”
“Yeah, but what should we do?” you ask him, craning your neck so you could look into his eyes.
He is craning his neck as well.
“What do you mean?”
You shrug your shoulders, “just us. Together. Don’t you want to do something together as well?”
“Of course. Do you wanna swim again?”
“But the frogs.”
He chuckles softly, shaking his head in fond disbelief. You laugh, beaming up at him.
“Do you really wanna risk it again?” you joke.
“No I guess not”, Yoongi says, letting out a fond scoff.
“Oh Yoongi”, you say, snuggling into him, “you cutie, you.”
“Did you guys go for a swim yesterday?”
You look over your shoulder. Taehyung asked, looking at you with curious eyes.
“We did”, you say and turn on the sofa so you were kneeling and facing him that way. You rest your arms over the pillow, moving your toes mindlessly as you talk, “it was so much fun.”
“That sounds lovely. I had no idea that there was a possibility to swim close from here.”
“There is”, your grandfather says, “not far from here, there is this very nice lake. Agatha and I took our ___ swimming countless times during the summer months.”
“The days were always so nice. I always had so much fun.”
“Except that one time you climbed onto grandpa’s shoulders to jump off. Remember? You got water all up your nose.”
You laugh, “I remember that. I think that’s one of my earliest memories that really stayed.”
Your grandparents chuckle fondly, your boys smile at you.
“The lake’s so nice. It has the perfect temperature and the water’s really clear for a forest lake”, you say.
“I really want to see it now”, Jungkook says.
“Yes me too. I would love to see it”, Taehyung agrees.
“Then let’s go there today. We can take a walk in the forest and then cool down in the lake. Would you guys say yes to that?”
“It sounds like a lovely plan. I would love to do this with you.”
“Me too”, Jungkook says as he is busy plating the eggs. Not long anymore and he can serve them to you and Yoongi.
You glance at Yoongi. He notices and nods his head.
“Sure.”
“Oh you guys”, you squeak a giggle, “that makes me so happy to hear.”
“It seems that you have a lovely day ahead of you”, your grandmother says, “it would be unfair of me to ask you for a favour before you go, wouldn’t it?”
“No of course not, grandma. What do you need?” Jungkook asks.
“Oh well, you see. Harald and I have to go into town soon, but the hayloft needs to be filled with new hay. We were wondering if maybe you could do it while we are in town?”
“Of course we can”, Jungkook says without hesitation, looking at you and the others, “right?”
“Of course”, you say.
“Sure”, Yoongi agrees.
“I would love to help. The hard work would make the swim feel all the more rewarding”, Taehyung says to which you agree with nods of your heads.
“Yes? You are saviours. Thank you so much, my dear ones”, your grandmother says with a smile on her lips.
“We’re just happy to help”, Jungkook says and carries two plates to you and Yoongi, “there you go. Your eggs”, he says, handing them to you.
“Wow Kookie, thank you so much”, you accept your plate, feeling your heart flutter when he kisses your cheek.
“Dig in”, he says and turns his attention to Yoongi, “there you go.”
“Thanks”, Yoongi accepts his plate, waiting with a toothless smile as Jungkook kisses his cheek as well.
“Enjoy, my two lovelies”, Jungkook says, straightening up. He gives your and Yoongi’s chin a gentle pinch then turns to get his own plate from the kitchen counter.
He sits down by the dining table, having a view of the entire room like this. You and Yoongi are on the couch and Taehyung is on the floor with your grandfather. Behind him, your grandmother is beginning to prepare the pie filling. He likes the view a lot. Comfortable silence is present where music and the natural sounds of baking fill it. It makes the morning feel even more healing.
Taehyung and your grandfather soon finish cleaning the cherries. Your grandfather brings them to your grandmother, while Taehyung sits down next to Jungkook. He hugs his arm and kisses it, giving him a shy grin afterwards.
“Hm”, Jungkook smiles with his eyes and pecks Taehyung’s nose, continuing to eat afterwards.
Now happy with the affection he received, Taehyung turns on the chair to look at your grandparents.
“I have a question about this realm.”
“Yes, dear?”
“You spoke of visiting town today. Does this mean that there are communities of witches and their loved ones in this realm?”
“Yes, it does. We don’t pay with money here, but trade with goods or services and everyone will always be ready to help their fellow people.”
“I see. This sounds wonderful. I believe that money truly is the source of most evil. Trading with goods, art and services should be normalised again.”
“You might be right about this, young one”, your grandfather says with a nod of his head.
“I have another question as well.”
“Yes?”
“You say that there is a community of witches and are these witches all from your time period?”
“What do you mean?”
“I was just curious if the witches forming this community all died around the time you died or if there were also witches who died way earlier or later than you.”
“I see. You want to know if this world looks the same for every witch or if there are time differences.”
“Yes, you figured me out.”
“It’s a little complicated to explain. There are differences, but there also aren’t. The Plains isn’t just one big world, but consists of different layers, different plains if you want to call them that, where each witch and their loved ones live. There are meeting points where these plains overlap and time doesn’t exist. We call them towns because over time, these meeting points evolved into town-like places. It’s where we come to trade, meet friends, socialise and ask for help. And it’s also where we can go to other plains.”
“I see. This world is very impressive. It truly is. Is it dangerous to visit other plains?”
“For you it is. This world doesn’t allow living visitors and you are only here because I gave you a connection to my plain. If you were to wander to other plains, it could be very dangerous because your souls could get lost in them.”
Taehyung looks at Yoongi with a heavy heart. The latter, who has been looking at Agatha throughout the entire conversation already, meets his eyes and lowers them. Taehyung looks away, feeling great grief for his friend’s sake.
“I see”, he says quietly, “so there is truly no way for us to visit other plains without getting lost?”
“It is possible, but the chances of getting lost are very high. You would need a very powerful anchor to the real world in order not to get lost. I wouldn’t recommend it, I really wouldn’t.”
“I see. Can people like Harald visit other plains as well?”
“No, because I allowed his soul to be here with me after death, it means that his soul is bound to this plain and if he were to visit other plains, he would get pulled back to my realm the moment he entered another realm.”
“I understand. So he wouldn’t get lost, he would simply return to his world each time he tried to leave.”
“Exactly”, your grandmother says, “but why are you asking me all of this? All of you shouldn’t venture outside this plain.”
“Oh, worry not. Those were solely hypothetical questions. I was curious to know if it was possible for living souls to find the souls of dead loved ones.”
“There is a possibility of sending messages to other witches. The post offices in town aren’t normal post offices, but are there to send magical signals to other plains. My best friend lives on another plain and we regularly send each other signals so we could meet up in town and visit each other’s cottages.”
“Oh, this sounds wonderful. So if I was to plan to meet up with a certain witch, but they don’t know of my presence here yet, I could go to the post office and send a signal to their plain?”
“Yes.”
“And is it warranted that they will receive my signals?”
“Yes, if they would answer you is another question however.”
“Yes, that is very true”, Taehyung says with a laugh, looking at Yoongi again.
The latter has been listening, meeting Taehyung’s eyes and unlike before, he doesn’t look away instantly, but stays connected with him until Taehyung can spot the small hopefulness in his eyes. Taehyung gives him a smile, one Yoongi shyly retorts. And then, only then, does he finally look away, looking at you instead. Taehyung watches him brush his hand down your face and then kiss your cheek to which you ask him why he did it and he tells you that he just felt like it with a bright smile on his face.
Taehyung looks back at your grandmother. He feels hopeful for his friend. Perhaps he can see the other Creators again.
“I thank you for answering my questions. This world is wondrous and very new to me, so I have many questions to ask.”
She smiles, “I’m happy to be of help. You know, I hope that it never happens, but if ___ ever dies, she would enter this plain and if she infused your souls, you would be able to live here with her and us.”
Taehyung smiles, “I must admit that this sounds like a very good afterlife. We would be very happy here.”
They exchange a fond smile and then your grandmother turns to your grandfather, telling him to cut the cherries just a little bigger.
Taehyung turns to Jungkook. He has already finished breakfast and is now doodling on a piece of paper. Taehyung leans his cheek against his shoulder, resting his arm on the backrest of Jungkook’s chair.
“What are you drawing?”
No answer.
“Jungkook?”
“Huh?” Jungkook lets out and gawks at him with big eyes. It is as if Taehyung ripped him out of a trance.
“What are you drawing?” Taehyung repeats his question, pointing at the sketch.
“Oh that? I don’t know, just some doodles”, Jungkook says, drawing again, “I think it’s gonna be the moon with a face on it.”
Taehyung laughs, “what a peculiar thing to doodle.”
“Yeah, I dreamed of it tonight. I don’t know why, but the moon kept talking to me and now I wanna draw how he looked in my dream.”
“I see. This sounds like a confusing dream. Did he say good things?”
“I can’t remember. I just know that he talked to me. I think he said something about chickens. I’m so bad at remembering details, sorry.”
“I see”, Taehyung says and loses to his urges of kissing Jungkook’s cheek. He cuddles into him afterwards, closing his eyes for it.
Jungkook allows it to happen with a faint smile on his lips. He can feel Taehyung’s heart race like crazy in his chest.
You and Yoongi bring your empty plates to the sink.
“We’re gonna wash up now. Do you wanna start with the hayloft afterwards?” you ask them.
“Yes, we could do that”, Taehyung answers for them because Jungkook is already lost in his drawing again.
“Okay, okay”, you say and pull Yoongi with you, “Boongie, you have to help me with my hair, I wanna keep it out of my face and don’t know how.”
“Yeah, I’ll help you. You gotta tell me how to take care of it either way, I wanna learn.”
“Oh Boongie, my love you are so full of love.”
Your conversation drowns out naturally as you disappear upstairs.
Your grandparents exchange a fond look.
“She got someone who deserves her”, your grandfather says.
“She does. Our honeybee”, your grandmother agrees with love in her eyes.
“Remember how you taught me how to do your hair?”
“Of course I do.”
“He’s gonna be worthy of her, I can feel it.”
“I agree. All of them will be”, she says and places her hands on Taehyung’s and Jungkook’s shoulders, “isn’t that so, my boys?”
Taehyung and Jungkook look at her with shy yet sparkly eyes, smiling brightly. She chuckles fondly and ruffles their hair.
“Dear ones”, she adds, turning back to Harald and the cherry pie.
Taehyung and Jungkook exchange a giddy look, feeling so good about being worthy that they needed to give each other a kiss. They feel more comfortable doing so in front of your grandparents, knowing how accepted they are.
You meet up outside soon after. Your grandparents are dressed for town. Your grandmother is carrying a bouquet of flowers, while your grandfather pushes their Vespa out of the garage. It is orange in colour and their helmets are green.
“Oh what a wonderful Vespa. I love the colours”, Taehyung gasps, hurrying to it to inspect it.
Your grandfather is by his side, looking highly proud of their little treasure.
“Right? Agatha picked them.”
“She is a beauty. And so wonderfully taken care of. One can truly see your talent for restorations, Harald.”
“Thanks, I tried my best. I did all the painting too.”
“You did? How wonderful. You did an amazing job. Oh, the brushwork is beautiful. May I touch?”
“Sure.”
Taehyung strokes his hand down the front of the Vespa.
“Magnificent. What a beautiful piece of history. I truly cannot get enough of the colour.”
“I really like it too”, you agree, having joined their sides with your grandmother.
Taehyung steps away from the roller and puts his arm around your waist.
“Remember what you called it when you were little?” your grandmother asks you.
“I do. I always called it carrot driver.”
Taehyung laughs fondly, “what an adorable name. It truly fits with the colour scheme.”
“Yeah. Paps always took me for drives.”,
“I did. They were the highlights of my week. We shared pie somewhere in nature and collected flowers to press later.”
“Gosh, yes we did.”
“This sounds wonderful. Shall we take a trip too once home? I still have my old girl in the garage, she would be perfect for a trip to the coast”, Taehyung suggests to which you nod your head vigorously.
“I’d like this so much, wow.”
“Perfect, it is decided then.”
Your grandparents put on their helmets as you made plans with Taehyung, now getting ready to leave.
You smile at them, “be careful and have fun in town.”
“Thank you, honeybee. Don’t you forget about the cherry pie if you get hungry”, your grandmother says as she climbs on the Vespa.
“We won’t, grandma.”
“Be careful, my girl”, your grandfather says, sitting down behind his wife. He wraps his left arm around her, carrying the flowers with the other.
Your grandmother starts the Vespa with a skilful kick and lifts her left hand to wave at you. Moments later, they zoom off into the forest, past high trees and along the gravel roads.
You wave them goodbye until distance swallows them and only the purring of the Vespa can be heard.
“You have the coolest grandparents ever”, Jungkook says.
“I really do.”
“She drives really fast. She’s gotta be careful on those roads, they’re slippery”, Yoongi says, earning himself fond chuckles from everyone. Of course he’ll worry.
“Gosh, you guys I’m so happy”, you say and turn around with a little jump, “come on, if we start with the hayloft now, we’ll be done early afternoon.”
You lead the way and your boys follow.
“Work like this always reminds me of my time living on a farm”, Taehyung says.
“You lived on a farm?” Jungkook asks.
“Indeed I did. Jimin and I had a quaint, little farm in the French country side. We spent a few decades there together and even had an intense relationship with a person called Ava.”
“What happened to her?”
“They preferred not to be addressed a woman.”
“Oh, sorry. What happened to them?”
“Namjoon killed them.”
“Oh”, Jungkook takes Taehyung’s hand, “I shouldn’t have asked. I’m sorry. Shit, now I feel twice as bad. First I misgender them and then I ask an insensitive question.”
“Don’t apologise, you couldn’t have known. I like talking about Ava as it keeps their memory alive”, he assures him, “Jimin struggles with talking about them. He really loved them.”
“I see. I’m sorry, I’m sure they were a wonderful person.”
“They really were. I think you and them would have gotten along wonderfully.”
“I’m sure we would have”, Jungkook says, looking at you and Yoongi as well, “did you guys know about Tae’s farm already?”
“I did. He told me about it a while ago.”
“I knew too. It’s still impressive that you lived as a farmer for years and never learned how to cook”, Yoongi teases.
“Hey”, Taehyung gasps, “in my defense, I rarely ate human food back then and Ava insisted on cooking for themselves, so I didn’t need to acquire this skill.”
Yoongi chuckles, “that’s just an excuse.”
“No, it isn’t”, Taehyung laughs and nudges his arm, “you are truly mean, hyung. Besides, I learned how to make cheese during this time. My cheeses were magnificent in taste, I must tell you.”
“I’m just teasing”, Yoongi says and goes to nudge Taehyung’s chin, “spoiled kid.”
Taehyung blushes, looking to the side. Receiving Yoongi’s affection is still flustering him.
“So where should we start? I assume we all know how to fill a hayloft?” you ask.
“I do. Our farm had a hayloft. We shared many heated hours in there.”
“Wasn’t it really pokey?” Jungkook asks.
“It was, but we didn’t care. It is fun. Have you tried?”
Jungkook flusters, “uhm. Uh.”
“Guys, focus. We’re not here to get steamy in my grandparents’ hayloft”, you say with a fond chuckle.
“It could be very fun however. Imagine a foursome in a mountain of hay”, Taehyung jokes, wiggling his brows.
“Behave, this isn’t the time”, you chuckle and climb up the ladder, “we have so much work to do. Wow, I’m actually really excited for it. I always loved hayloft days at my grandparents because it smelled so good and I could jump into the fresh hay. It was so nice”, you speak while your boys look at you climbing the ladder.
“I can imagine”, Yoongi says, following after you, “I helped around the stables too sometimes. Time spent was alright.”
“I can imagine. I love horses.”
“We had a hayloft as well”, Jungkook says, climbing after Yoongi, “actually my grandparents had it and we had to help. I didn’t really like it though because my grandpa was really strict and always scolded us.”
“Gosh, poor boy.”
“Mhm yeah, I do miss it these days though. Being immortal is kinda weird in that sense.”
“I can imagine”, you say and welcome him with a little snuggle, “I’m here, yeah?”
He smiles, kissing your cheek, “yeah, I know. Thank you.”
Taehyung is the last to climb the ladder, only doing so after rolling up the sleeves of his linen shirt. He is wearing slacks to it. And dress shoes.
“Don’t you wanna change your clothes?” Yoongi asks.
“No, I haven’t planned on doing so”, he answers him nonchalantly.
“Alright”, Yoongi gives up and looks at you, “I’ll start with the lifting.”
“Sounds good, I’ll do the raking up here.”
“I’ll help you”, Jungkook says.
“And I will help Yoongi”, Taehyung says, “crap, we climbed up here for nothing.”
“Yeah, I guess”, Yoongi says, climbing back down after Taehyung.
Once downstairs, the latter tries to hand him a pitchfork but Yoongi refuses.
“I don’t need tools, thanks”, he says and lifts his hand, guiding a big stack of hay up to the loft this way.
“Woah, how cool”, you gasps.
“Are you using magic, hyungie?” Jungkook gasps.
“Yeah. It’s easier than tools”, Yoongi says and picks up another stack.
“This is so cool, wow.”
“It is truly remarkable”, Taehyung agrees and begins raking the hay into little stacks so Yoongi can pick them up easier.
Now with the lower group having the perfect rhythm, you and Jungkook make up your own rhythm to match. Jungkook welcomes the stacks Yoongi moves and shoves them closer to you so you can get them and move them to the back of the loft. Like this, you are slowly working your way to the front, filling the loft with more and more hay and the day with comfortable silence.
The work is repetitive and therefore meditative. With Yoongi’s magic, the tedious task of throwing the hay up to the loft is missing as well, saving him and Taehyung a lot of difficult work. It is a time well spent, a time meant to relax and soon the floor downstairs is empty.
“Wow, we already did it?” Jungkook asks with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
“It seems that we did and it only took us”, Taehyung wipes his own forehead and checks his watch, “two and a half hours. Oh goodness, this took longer than it felt.”
“Are you guys thirsty as well?” you ask, sitting down by the edge of the loft. You feel heated.
Jungkook sits down next to you, tangling his feet.
“I am parched actually”, Taehyung says, smacking his dry lips.
“Yeah, me too”, Jungkook agrees.
“I’m not that thirsty”, Yoongi says.
“No wonder. All you have to do is lift your hand.”
“Yeah, I guess. I can get you guys something”, Yoongi says and hurries away.
“Should I help?”
“No, it’s okay. Rest for a while.”
“Do you guys wanna rest in the hay?” you ask them to which both men nod their heads. Taehyung climbs up the ladder after you gestured him to come up here.
You get cozy in an especially fluffy stack, snuggling together even if you were hot and sweaty. You are between them.
“God, you two are so hot it’s actually insane”, you whine.
“This is cozy”, Jungkook says.
“It really is”, Taehyung agrees and snuggles into you, kissing your neck, “you smell good.”
“I smell good? I’m sweaty and full of hay.”
“Exactly. The sweat brings out your true scent. You smell so warm and”, he nibbles on your jawline, “rather addictive if I may be honest.”
“Tae”, you shudder, but wiggle away with a giggle, “are you trying to be horny again?”
“No I am not. I am merely speaking the truth”, he defends himself, “Jungkook, smell her. Go on, tell her that I am right.”
Jungkook wraps his arms around you before you can flee, tugging your back against his chest and burying his nose in the crook of your neck.
“Kook”, you squeak, laughing loudly when he inhales dramatically.
“Mhm”, he hums and lifts his face again, “you’re right, Tae. You smell really good, babygirl. Like really good.”
“Don’t you miss being a vampire right now? The scent would be mouth-watering.”
“Mhm, it’d drive me fucking crazy”, Jungkook purrs and gives your neck a soft bite.
You writhe in his arms, grabbing Taehyung’s lower arm to tug yourself away.
“Boys please”, you say, “I’m really trying to keep it PG today.”
“Why? Doesn’t this location make you want to…” Taehyung dances his finger up your arm, “...give yourself to us? Allow us to still our thirsts with…well, you know what I am talking about.”
“I mean, it’s not that I’m not thinking about it but what if my grandparents come back? I would literally have to die on the spot if they caught us. It would already be bad enough if it’s just two of us, but a foursome? I think I would have to kill myself actually just to escape the shame.”
Jungkook laughs, “no, don’t say that. We won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with, don’t worry.”
“Yes, worry not. You know me, I am a flirt who needs to at least shoot his shot, but I would never force you to do anything”, Taehyung says, making you laugh
“And I love this about you, darling. Keep being a flirt.”
He grins cutely and settles into the hay, holding your hand as he does. He wiggles his feet from side to side.
“Actually this is too hot”, he decides, taking off his shoes and settling back afterwards. He wiggles his naked toes, “better.”
You settle into the hay as well, holding Jungkook’s hand just as tightly as you do Taehyung’s. Jungkook lies down, resting his head against your shoulder.
“I would actually really, really take you up on your offer if it wasn’t for the location”, you say into the silence, making you two boys snicker.
You have to laugh as well.
“I’m serious. There’s something about you being hot and sweaty that gets to me. You guys are so sexy when you’re working hard. Gosh you guys, we really gotta build a hayloft at home just so we can bone in peace.”
“Oh my god, baby”, Jungkook laughs.
“Do not tempt me with a good time, I will actually build it”, Taehyung says.
“I wasn’t even kidding. I bet it would be really hot to get steamy there.”
“It really would be”, Jungkook agrees.
“It is. I can tell you from experience that it is very sexy. Especially if it is with the right people. Oh, then it is such a truly wonderful time. Very romantic as well, despite the eroticism of it.”
You glance at Taehyung, giving him a fond smile.
“I like you so much, you know?”
“Oh”, his flushed face flushes even more, “I, uh, I like you too. Wow, uhm, wow you have my heart aflame. Wow”, he stutters, touching his own chest giddily.
“You cutie”, you say and look at Jungkook, “I like you just as much, you know?”
Jungkook cranes his neck, gazing up at you.
“I like you too”, he whispers and puckers his lips. You kiss them, then turn your head to kiss Taehyung just as sweetly, settling into the hay afterwards.
“Do you think Yoongi is still gonna take long?”
“I’m already here”, Yoongi announces himself down below.
“Oh? Hey Boongie. Do you need help?”
“No, I can manage”, Yoongi says and finally appears in your sight. He carries a tray of snacks and drinks, clearly using magic for it because he can climb at the same time.
The magic disappears once he is up on the loft. He carries the tray to you and sits down facing you, placing the tray in the middle.
“I made lemonade and cut up the cherry pie. I’ve got some water too and crackers with some tuna. I don’t know, I saw the crackers and thought I could make something.”
“It looks so yummy, thank you so much, my love”, you gush, taking a glass of lemonade and a cracker after pecking his cheek.
“You have truly outdone yourself”, Taehyung says.
“You’re the best, hyungie”, Jungkook says.
“Yeah, dig in”, Yoongi mumbles. He takes his stuff last, watching you with hesitant eyes. Only once all three of you hummed in approval, does he take his own first bite, blushing vividly and smiling to himself.
You share the delicious food up on the hayloft where the air smells like summer days and the dust in the air makes the sun rays appear. They enter the barn through windows, warming the hay which in reaction deepens the scents even more.
“I saw more hay balls outside. I think we need to keep working”, Yoongi says.
“That’s alright. I was actually a little sad that it was over already”, you confess.
“Mhm, me too”, Jungkook agrees.
“I must change shoes before we continue. They are very uncomfortable.”
“See? I told you that you’ll regret them.”
“That you truly did”, Taehyung says and looks at the sunlight. His back and shoulders are relaxed.
They don’t hunch their backs in the real world. Vampires have perfect postures, so Taehyung told you once. So it is peculiar to see them all slack so much now that they are free of their curse. They look relaxed and so perfectly human.
Taehyung takes a deep breath, “I don’t regret my choices however.”
“Mhm.”
Taehyung runs his eyes over the sunrays. He sips on the lemonade, finishing it this way.
“This feels healing”, he says.
“It does?”
“Yes, it does. Work is rewarding, the location is relaxing and I find myself counting the specs of dust in the air. Life is so, so…” he takes a deep breath, “...so peaceful. Life is so peaceful.”
“And I’m sure that it will be peaceful from now on”, you say with fondness in your voice.
“Yes. Yes, I truly hope that it will be.”
“I’m sure of it. We’ve got the worst behind us”, Jungkook says, “right, hyung?”
He is gone. You exchange a confused look with Taehyung and Jungkook.
“Did I say something wrong?” Jungkook asks again with sad guilt in his big eyes.
“I cannot say.”
“No, you didn’t. I’ll talk to him, okay? You boys clean up the snacks and get started on the hay.”
“Okay, okay.”
“Can you tell him sorry from me?”
“I’ll tell him”, you promise and jump down the last step of the ladder to hurry outside.
Yoongi is by the hay balls behind the shed. He has his back turned to you, doing nothing except standing still.
“Hey, there.”
He looks at you.
“Hey.”
“What happened back there? Did Kook say something wrong?”
“No, it’s just. I just. I uh, sorry I panicked. I, I don’t know if life’s gonna be peaceful. I didn’t wanna, uhm, wanna lie.”
“I see. Well, Kook is really worried that he upset you, so maybe talk to him and assure him that he’s got nothing to worry about, okay? He even told me to tell you sorry.”
“Oh. No, sorry, it’s just…” he hesitates.
“Go on.”
“I’m not ready to share these feelings. Nothing with Kook! Just my own thoughts, I guess.”
“I understand. If you’re ready and you need someone to share them with, I’m here. Okay?”
He nods his head.
“Okay, now let’s do something else to distract ourselves.”
“Yeah”, he smiles, “yeah, I’d like that. Thank you for understanding.”
“Of course, my love.”
You squat down in front of a big cube of hay and try to lift it.
“Woah, that’s heavy”, you say, having to stand up in defeat, “I tried to be cool and lift it, but no chance in hell.”
“Wait, let me”, Yoongi says and pushes you to the side gently. He squats down and places his hands under the big cube. Then he lifts it. At least that is what he would do in the real world. The cube doesn’t move an inch.
“Woah, okay”, Yoongi lets out and straightens up with his hand pressed into his lower back, “I totally forgot that I cannot lift for shit in here. This was one major fail. Phew.”
He makes you laugh. So hard in fact that you stumble and collide with him in a tight hug.
“Oh Yoongi, this was hilarious. You looked so cute trying to do that.”
Yoongi laughs, blushing like crazy.
“I looked like an idiot. Thank god nobody saw me.”
“No, you didn’t. You looked cute and funny. God”, you snicker, “thank you for that laugh. I really needed it.”
“At least it was good for something”, he says and chuckles, “let’s try to move it with magic, yeah?”
“Oh, we can do that too? I thought it only works with lighter stuff.”
He nods his head, “it works with heavier stuff too.”
“That’s so cool. Okay, okay what do we gotta do? Show me.”
“So the most important thing about this kind of spell is the connection with the object you are trying to move.”
“Okay, connection. So I’m gonna channel it?”
“No, you are gonna channel yourself and use the power to build a connection with the object. Once you did, you can manipulate its whereabouts and lift it.”
“So in a sense I’m just making it float? Because I’m manipulating its location?”
“I guess? Yeah, I guess you could say that you’re just making it float and guiding it with your hands”, he says and squats down, “watch me first.”
“Okay, okay.”
Yoongi’s eyes glimmer purple for a moment as he channels himself. He furrows his brows and touches the log, lifting it off the ground seconds later.
“Wow. Woah, you’re doing it”, you gasp.
“I am, yeah”, Yoongi says and stands up easily. He is holding the log, it looks as if he is carrying it, but his arms are relaxed. No strain, no flexing, just relaxed muscles and tendons. It is the only indicator that the magic is working.
“Is this difficult to do?”
“No, I don’t feel it at all”, Yoongi says and lets go of the log. It stays floating in front of him.
“Woah!”
“Yeah, pretty cool, isn’t it?” he says and drops it on the ground carefully.
“Woah, that was so cool! You made it fly!”
Yoongi grins, “I did, yeah.”
“You are the coolest person ever, oh my god”, you say and touch his waist, “Boongie, you’re so cool.”
Yoongi brushes his thumb over your chin, gazing at you fondly.
“Do you wanna try it too?”
“Yeah. Yeah, I really do.”
“That’s my girl. Squat down”, he orders and lowers himself.
You obey, squatting down next to him.
“Now try to find the connection to yourself.”
You glance at him hesitantly.
“Don’t be scared”, he assures you, rubbing your back.
“Do you think that I’m ready for it?”
“I do. For emotion based witches like us, channelling ourselves comes natural. You'll be able to do it really easily. Just like you did when you sent us here.”
“Oh? Oh, yeah I actually did it before”, you say and close your eyes to concentrate better. You try and try and try, but can’t find the connection. Nerves are holding you back.
You open your eyes.
“Sorry”, you whisper.
“You did nothing wrong, keep trying.”
You close your eyes again and try. Try. More trying. The connection is flickering far, far away but you can’t seem to grasp it.
“It’s difficult”, you whisper.
Yoongi rubs his hand down the nape of your neck, leaning in to kiss your cheek.
The connection is instant, flickering to life in sync with the fluttering of your heart.
You open your eyes, meeting Yoongi’s purple eyes. Your own eyes are glowing purple as well.
“There it is”, he says, caressing you under your eyes, “that pretty glow. You did so well, I’m so proud of you.”
The glow becomes stronger with his praise, the fluttering of your heart does as well.
“Now, touch the log and visualise how your energy is moving it to where you want it to be.”
You follow his instruction, touching the log with both hands and your eyes closed. You imagine how it lifts off the ground and how you lead it to its new spot.
“Yes, that’s it. Good job”, Yoongi’s proud voice makes you open your eyes.
The log is floating. You are actually doing it.
“I’m doing it! I-” the log drops as you lose connection, “-no! Goddamn it no, I lost it.”
“That’s okay, you did really well for your first time. You got too excited and lost it. Just take a deep breath and try again.”
“Okay, okay I will.”
The hay lifts again.
“That’s it. Keep it going. Good job”, Yoongi praises you as you stand up slowly with it.
“I’m doing it”, you whisper.
“Yeah, you are. Feel the connection, you’re doing really well like this.”
“Oh wow, I’m doing it. Wow. You’re not helping me secretly, are you?”
“Of course not. I want you to fail properly, if you do. Mistakes are allowed here, I won’t prevent them. This is all your doing.”
“Oh my god, I’m actually doing it”, you say, taking your first steps with the hay in your arms.
“Good job, you’re such a fast leaner”, Yoongi says and lifts up two hay cubes, carrying them on each shoulder with the help of his magic.
He walks behind you, keeping the slow pace going for your sake. You are slow, but you are steady. He feels incredibly proud of you. Not many witches learn spells as quickly as you do.
You manage to carry the hay all the way to the barn, dropping it right in front of Taehyung’s and Jungkook’s feet.
“Tada”, you say, “I carried it all the way here with magic.”
“You did? Wow, baby that’s so cool.”
“You are beyond impressive, my darling.”
“She really is”, Yoongi agrees and drops the hay next to yours, “I’ll show you another spell. Get up in the loft everyone.”
You follow his order, placing yourselves by the edge of it. Yoongi claims the spot next to Jungkook, draping his arm around his waist.
“Huh?” Jungkook gawks at him with widened eyes.
“You didn’t do anything wrong”, Yoongi says and kisses his jawline softly.
“Oh”, Jungkook leans in with closed eyes and a giddy smile, scrunching his nose in happiness.
“Now”, Yoongi breaks away, “take a few steps back, I need space.”
You find out the reason for it when seconds later, he drags one of the cubes through the air, making it land where you once shared the snacks.
“Excuse me? You were able to move an entire heap all this time and you let me work my bum off for two and a half hours?” Taehyung squeaks out.
“The heap before was lose, I couldn’t have moved it in one piece. It works when the object is really compact and solid in a sense, once it’s scattered, the magic can’t reach every part of it and therefore I had to move it in small stacks.”
“I understand. Well, that does make sense and I must take my words back.”
“No worries. I get it”, Yoongi assures him, “do you wanna try the spell as well, princess?”
“Yes, I’ll try”, you say, positioning yourself next to Yoongi, “do I have to visualise it floating to me?”
“Yes, form a connection and visualise how you are dragging it to you. It’s more difficult than the other spell, so don’t be sad when it doesn’t-”, he stops talking, watching in delighted surprise how a cube of hay flies past him. It drops next to the one he moved.
You open your eyes, looking at the hay, then at your boys.
“Did I do it?”
“Uh…yeah? Shit princess, that was impressive. You did it right away.”
You smile brightly, “I tried really hard.”
“I couldn’t even tell. It came very natural to you.”
You giggle, “I, I wanna try the last one too.”
“Go ahead.”
You lift both your arms and visualise. Unlike the first one, the second cube of hay flies past you quickly, landing on the ground in a loud bang.
“Oh damn”, you gasp, flinching hard.
Jungkook and Taehyung jumped back in order not to get hit.
“Did I do that?”
“You did. Nothing happened, but your emotions are getting stronger, so you’ve lost control the second time.”
“Is it because I was so happy about the first time?”
“Yes.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“Don’t be sad, you still did really well”, Yoongi praises, caressing your arm.
You smile at him shyly.
“Thanks.”
“I am very proud of you too, my darling”, Taehyung says and gives you a grin.
“Yeah, thanks”, you murmur shyly.
“You’re so cool and you saved us a lot of time. Where are the pitchforks? We gotta separate the hay”, Jungkook says.
“Downstairs.”
“Should we use magic to get them?” you ask.
“No, you definitely shouldn’t. If you lost control over it, people could die.”
“Yeah, right. And you?”
“I could, but I don’t wanna risk it. Someone should get them manually.”
“Wait. I’ll get them”, Jungkook says and runs to the edge of the hayloft to jump down like he would do in the real world.
Warnings: so many fluffy sweet moments, they finally fucking talk it out, they're actually best friends i'm sorry i don't make the rules, no but seriously they both needed this moment, this is also very emotional actually, i'm sobbing i love them SO MUCH
Wordcount: 9.5k
a/n: *cries* i love them so much holy fuck
Yoongi and your grandparents stay downstairs for another hour before sleepiness starts to take a hold of them as well.
“Oh, I’m tired”, your grandmother says in a yawn.
“Me too”, your grandfather agrees, having to yawn as well.
Yoongi yawns with them, rubbing his eyes. He didn’t even realise how tired they were from using them all day. He never really gets tired eyes in the real world.
They leave holding hands while Yoongi is left gawking at the empty room with a racing heart. They like him. Something inside him finally clicked which made him realise that he is actually liked by them.
Yoongi lowers his head, scrunching his face in giddiness. They like him. He continues reading with his mind going back to the interaction over and over again. It never loses its spark and maybe he plans on telling you about it tomorrow.
“Hyung?”
Yoongi lifts his eyes from the book. He already finished another chapter before being called. Taehyung is in front of him, wearing a jacket. He seems to come from outside as he smells like the night.
“Do you have some time?” he asks shyly.
“For what?”
“To spend it with me.”
Yoongi checks the clock.
“It’s half past eleven.”
“I know, but I wondered if perhaps we could go for a walk in the garden.”
“Did you ask the others?”
“Huh? Aren’t they sleeping already?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Do you want to go for a walk?”
“Fine”, Yoongi gives up and stands up with a sigh, “you’re not gonna leave me alone either way.”
“Thank you so much. Oh, how happy I am”, Taehyung says and hurries to the coat stand to pick up Yoongi’s jacket, “let me help you.”
“I can put on my own jacket”, Yoongi says and snatches it away, “I’m not gonna act like a lovedrunk idiot with you, just so you know.”
“So you won’t even hold my hand?”
“Don’t make this weird or I’ll leave.”
“Oh, I was merely joking with you”, Taehyung says, nudging his arm, “I am very well aware that you cannot seem to like me, which is very hurtful if I may mention it.”
“It’s nothing personal”, Yoongi says and puts on his shoes. He finishes his look with a headband which he pulls over his ears then goes to open the door, “let’s go. I wanna be done with it.”
Taehyung follows him outside, joining his side. Yoongi inhales deeply and exhales, sticking his hands into the pocket of his jacket to make sure Taehyung can’t hold them.
“Now we’re outside. It’s cold and dark. Is that what you wanted?”
“Please can you at least attempt to meet me with less hatred?” Taehyung asks.
Yoongi studies his features, “yeah, I’ll try. Where should we walk? It’s dark”, he mumbles with slight embarrassment in his voice.
“Follow me, I know the way”, Taehyung says and takes off.
Yoongi follows behind him. Fireflies guide their way. Taehyung seems to lead him to the animal shed. There is the faint red shine of the warming lamp in the distance.
“It’s peculiar isn’t it? To think that we lived centuries being able to see in the dark and now we are helpless.”
“Yeah, it’s weird.”
“We became so used to the conveniences.”
“Yeah.”
Lights flicker on just as they pass the lavender beds. Your grandfather installed motion sensor controlled garden lights along the path. They guide their steps, making it a lot easier to see.
“That’s better”, Taehyung says to which Yoongi agrees with a hum.
The two men walk a few steps and then Taehyung talks again.
“How have you accustomed to being human again?”
“It’s alright.”
“Truly?” Taehyung stops to turn and look at Yoongi, “you spent thousands of years wishing to be human and now that you are, you think it is merely alright?”
Yoongi touches the side of his neck, “it’s good”, he confesses, “I don’t feel comfortable discussing this with you.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t feel comfortable with you.”
“You’re so cold to me”, Taehyung says and touches his heart, “it breaks my heart. Oh, why am I still trying to make you like me?”
Yoongi knows that he is joking. He lets a small scoff escape, reaching out to push at Taehyung’s chest gently.
“Walk, you brat”, he says and joins his side.
Taehyung glances at him, feeling happy. Yoongi is like a stray cat. One must be patient and give him space to make him comfortable. Only then will one be rewarded with warm moments.
The two men reach the animal shed.
“Here”, Taehyung says and tugs Yoongi to the right.
“Where are we going? The path’s that way.”
“I know, but I want to go this way.”
The automatic light flicker on. They pass them and disappear in the darkness again. New lights flicker on, showing them the way. At the end of the path a burning fire waits for them. There is a blanket and some pillows next to it.
“Are we going to the bonfire?”
“Yes indeed”, Taehyung says.
“Did you prepare a picnic?”
“Yes.”
Yoongi glances at Taehyung.
“I told you that I don’t wanna be romanced by you.”
“I am not trying to romance you, hyung. I am trying to bromance you.”
Yoongi scoffs at the silly wordplay, following Taehyung down the path despite his complaints.
“Fine. Any sign of you trying to make a move on me though and I’m gone.”
“I won’t make a move on you”, Taehyung promises and stops by the fire. He points at the blanket, “get comfortable.”
Yoongi follows even when he pretends to sulk. Taehyung takes off his shoes and gets on the blanket as well. Yoongi, who watched him, also takes off his shoes, stretching his feet to the fire afterwards. The warmth is intense, but he likes it. The night is really chilly here. Despite how warm the days are.
“What are you doing?”
“Preparing you a drink”, Taehyung answers him, “I also made a few snacks if you get hungry.”
“That’s what you were making behind me? Where I couldn’t look?”
“Indeed.”
“And you didn’t set the whole kitchen on fire?”
“As a matter of fact, I didn’t. You should trust me more, hyung. I am a very skilled cook.”
“Yeah sure”, Yoongi laughs.
“You offend me, hyung. I put a lot of effort into tonight”, Taehyung says as he pours red wine into a glass. He hands it to Yoongi, who accepts it. Once Taehyung filled his own glass, the two men clink glasses, avoiding eye contact. At least Yoongi does, Taehyung is very much staring at his face.
“To a lovely night.”
“Yeah.”
They drink the wine.
“And?”
“It’s good. It’d be better to let it breathe for a bit.”
“I agree, but it’s still very delicious. The richness of the grapes truly coats the entire tongue.”
“Mhm yeah.”
“Eat some cheese to it, hyung. I cut it myself”, Taehyung offers, pointing at a prettily done cheese board. He decorated it with flowers from the garden and cut some baguette to go with it.
“Thanks”, Yoongi says and picks up some brie.
“Here. Pair it with baguette and fig. It tastes wonderful this way.”
Yoongi allows Taehyung to prepare the perfect bite, but flinches back when he attempts to feed it to him.
“I’ll do it myself, don’t make it weird”, he mumbles.
“Very well”, Taehyung says, “you are such an anti-romantic.”
“I can be romantic.”
“Of course. How does it taste?”
“Good.”
“Oh how wonderful”, Taehyung giggles happily, “eat as much as you want, hyung. I made it just for this occasion.”
“Mhm.”
The two men share silence for a while. Yoongi doesn’t think the silence in itself is uncomfortable, but the fact that he has to share it with Taehyung. While Taehyung thinks the silence in itself to be uncomfortable as his mind scrambles to come up with topics to talk about. He doesn’t want Yoongi to feel as if coming with him was a waste of time.
“What do you think of the wine, hyung?”
“You asked me that already.”
“Indeed? Oh silly me. I apologise”, Taehyung says and fumbles with his hair. He downs his wine and prepares another glass.
Yoongi watches him from the corners of his eyes. The nervousness is practically wafting off of Taehyung.
“It goes well with the cheese”, Yoongi says.
“Indeed?”
“Yeah. It fits well”, Yoongi praises and finishes his own glass, “can I have another?”
“Yes of course. Drink as much as you want to and eat! Yes, eat just as much!”
“I will, Tae. Thanks.”
There is silence again, but it doesn’t feel that uncomfortable anymore. They drink wine, eat delicious cheese and share the warmth of the fire. Taehyung knows that Yoongi isn’t the person who always needs to talk a lot, so the silence doesn’t feel that heavy anymore. Yoongi seems content, he seems to enjoy the food and wine and he seems to enjoy the fire. Taehyung still wants to talk with him. He hasn’t had a proper conversation with him in ages.
“Did you work on new music lately?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful. What genre?”
“Acoustic. Yeah”, Yoongi touches the side of his neck shyly, “I like it lately.”
“Indeed? I believe it fits you, hyung.”
“Why?”
“Because acoustic reminds me of feeling at home. You seem to be at home these days.”
Yoongi looks away and lowers his head.
“I guess”, he whispers, hiding his hands in his sweater paws before stuffing them between his thighs shyly.
“Do you have some of your music here? I would love to listen to it.”
Yoongi hesitates at first.
“Please?”
“Okay”, he gives in and takes out his phone, “I uhm, saved them on my phone. They’re not finished yet, but I think that they’re already really good”, he says and presses play on a song.
The two men listen to it intently, sipping on wine and snacking on cheese. Yoongi is shy. Even a blind person could see so. He is shy, but not uncomfortable. In his own kind of way he seems even proud of himself. Yes, he really seems content with his own work.
The song finishes with Yoongi strumming on the guitar. Silence follows.
“Yeah, that’s it”, he murmurs, flinching in surprise when Taehyung starts clapping.
“Wow hyung, this was wonderful!” Taehyung exclaims, “I didn’t know that you could sing and oh so well at that.”
“Thanks. I think I sing well”, he agrees.
“You truly do. Your voice is very soothing and fits the genre very well. Do you have any idea on what you will call the song?”
“No, not yet. Maybe something nice.”
“Something nice would fit the melodies very well.”
Yoongi glances at Taehyung. He tilts his head to the side slightly. Taehyung meets his eyes.
“Do you really think it’s good?”
“Of course I do. I enjoyed it. Honestly.”
“Okay. Thanks”, Yoongi says and looks into his phone.
Taehyung glances at the screen. Yoongi is scrolling up and down on the same spot, almost as if he is waiting for Taehyung to ask him about it.
“Do you have more songs to show?”
“Yeah, I guess”, Yoongi says and presses play on the song. It starts off with the piano, but soon guitar and Yoongi’s gentle rapping joins the melody.
The two men listen to it as they drink and snack and share the warmth of the fire.
They each finish their drink in the middle of the song and so Taehyung makes it his task to refill their glasses. Yoongi thanks him with a silent nod. The song ends abruptly.
“I didn’t get to the end yet”, Yoongi says, “sorry, that was shit.”
“No, it wasn’t. It was wonderful.”
“Really?”
“Yes, truly. I love your music, hyung.”
“Oh”, Yoongi lets out and blushes vividly. Thankfully for him, the wine and the heat of the fire already turned his face red, so a new layer of blush goes unnoticed by Taehyung.
“I was actually wondering whether you could write melodies for me. Unless you have more songs to show”, Taehyung says.
“No, all the others are still rough drafts”, Yoongi says and glances at Taehyung “what do you mean with melodies?”
“Well, you see”, Taehyung begins and takes out his leatherbound notebook from the inside of his jacket, “I have this poem, which has such potential for a song, but I am terrible at composing”, he explains and lies down on his tummy. His feet still face the fire, he is propped up on his elbows.
Yoongi stays in the same position, craning his neck to look.
“Would you want to take a look?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
Yoongi tries to see in the current position at first, but has to give up in the end. He lies down on his tummy as well, mirroring Taehyung’s position.
“It’s dark.”
Taehyung shines his phone flashlight on the pages.
“Does this help?”
“Yeah.”
The two men share silence. Yoongi reads and snacks while Taehyung stares at his face and feels nervous. It’s been centuries since he last showed his friend his poetry. And it has been even longer since he asked him to write melodies for him, maybe he never even did. Centuries make memories blur, so Taehyung can’t remember clearly. He feels nervous beyond recovery.
Yoongi ends the poem with a quiet hum.
“And? What are your thoughts on it?”
“It’s romantic.”
“Yes indeed. I thought about my favourite things to do with my loves and slow dancing came to my mind. So I wrote a poem about it.”
“It’s good”, Yoongi says and glances at him, “I have ideas for a song.”
“Truly? Oh hyung, this is wonderful news! I feel beyond delighted.”
“Do you want to make it jazz?”
“Yes! Yes, I would love to make it jazz!”
“Or maybe retro RnB with some jazz elements.”
“Oh hyung, you are truly a visionary. I love every idea you have. We could make it so that the instruments get a solo part to really make them shine.”
“Yeah, I like that.”
“We have to start working on it once we are back home.”
“Yeah.”
“We will finally be able to have our music nights again”, Taehyung says and caresses Yoongi’s upper arm gently.
“Yeah.”
Yoongi fumbles with the edge of the page. He doesn’t dare to flip it because it would invade Taehyung’s privacy.
“Do you want to see something else?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
Taehyung flips through his notebook until he lands on the drawings he did for your bedroom.
“It’s not finished yet, but this is my vision for ___’s bedroom. I am thinking flowers and branches reaching from the ceilings. What do you think?”
“Yeah, it’s good”, Yoongi says, tracing the floral sketches with gentle fingertips.
“If you have any ideas which I could incorporate, please let me know.”
“I don’t know. I’m not good at painting. Or art.”
“Oh, that is a lie. You are talented.”
“Not like you. I can’t paint like you”, Yoongi says and shakes his head.
“Yes, but you have your own style. Wonderful and beautiful because it’s yours.”
Yoongi glances at Taehyung. The latter smiles at him, flustering Yoongi to the point where he has to hide away. He lies down on the blanket, resting his head on his own arm. Like this, he is looking up at Taehyung.
“I can’t paint, stop fucking around”, he hisses, but Taehyung merely chuckles and reaches down to caress Yoongi’s cheek with the back of his hand.
“Very well, you stubborn bastard”, he says and flips his hand so his fingertips were dancing along Yoongi’s temple. He ends the touch with a slow trace of Yoongi’s brow, retreating it afterwards to instead flip through his notebook.
Yoongi allowed it to happen with silence surrounding him and his eyes never once leaving his face. He keeps staring at him even after the touch stopped.
“I have another poem. Do you want to hear it?”
“Mhm.”
“It’s in our mother tongue. Ever since I am with Jungkook, I find myself thinking in this language more often. In a sense, this poem is dedicated to him.”
“Read it to me.”
And so it happens that Taehyung reads his poetry to Yoongi, while Yoongi looks at him and enjoys the warmth on his toes. He listens to Taehyung’s words intently and wonders if the young vampire has always been so dreamy with his words. And then he wonders if he has always been so gentle and why he felt the need to touch his face in such ways.
Taehyung ends the poem with a shivering voice.
“Oh dear”, he lets out and wipes at his eyes, glancing at Yoongi, “I am tearing up.”
“It’s okay”, Yoongi speaks softly.
“I always tell myself that I won’t become too emotional, but I truly can’t help myself. I am in love with him. Just thinking about him makes me want to cry. Oh dear, this isn’t like me at all”, he says and laughs softly, drying his eyes as best as possible.
“It’s okay”, Yoongi assures him and reaches up to wipe the tears from Taehyung’s cheek.
The latter falters for breath, gawking at him with widened eyes. The touch surprised him so greatly that he forgets to cry.
Yoongi ends the touch with a gentle nudge to Taehyung’s chin, afterwards he retreats his hand and hides it under his head.
Taehyung doesn’t dare to speak. He is left staring at Yoongi and feeling short of breath. His heart is threatening to give up in his chest, his thoughts are messy but one thought is clearer than all else. Is this truly his friend? Such tenderness, Taehyung never experienced from him before.
“The poem is nice. I could write melodies for it”, Yoongi breaks the silence.
“You”, Taehyung has to clear his throat, “hyung, this would make me incredibly happy. Oh, hyung thank you.”
“Mhm, yeah. You could perform it for Kook once it’s finished. He will love it a lot.”
“I truly hope that he will. Oh, I want to make this man so happy. Sometimes I fear that I am too much, that I will scare him away one day because I overwhelmed him with too much love.”
“There’s no such thing as too much love, Tae, there’s just a thing as the wrong receiver.”
“The wrong receiver?”
“Don’t lessen your love, Tae. A cactus dies in too much water, while a water lily thrives. There is no such thing as too much, there are just wrong receivers. Jungkook’s the right one, trust me.”
“Hyung, thank you I…” Taehyung exhales shakily, “oh, I have so much love to give to him. If I could, I would steal the stars just to give them to him. You have no idea, hyung.”
“No, I do”, Yoongi whispers and smiles softly, “he’ll cry so much when he hears the song.”
Taehyung chuckles and drops down, nuzzling his face into his own arm as he beams at Yoongi.
“He will. Oh, he is such a gentle soul.”
“Yeah”, Yoongi agrees with a chuckle, “I hope he never changes.”
“Yes, yes I agree. He’s perfect the way he is”, Taehyung says with love drunk eyes, “I plan to take him on a summer holiday soon. Perhaps Greece. It is so terribly romantic there.”
Yoongi studies Taehyung’s features intently enough that Taehyung feels shy.
“What is it, hyung?” he whispers.
“I haven’t seen you so in love before.”
“That’s not true. I love ___ just as deeply.”
“You weren’t like this with her. You were a cunt and a show-off.”
Taehyung chuckles, “I guess you are right. Oh, I regret a lot in my life. I try to make it right, but sometimes I am scared that I won’t ever be able to fix it.”
“Don’t try so hard.”
“But if I won’t, then it won’t ever be enough.”
“You’re already enough, Tae.”
Taehyung flusters, looking away.
He touches his own hair, scrambling for words.
“Hyung I…” he begins, “hyung, I feel wrong at times.”
“What do you mean?”
“I feel as if I am trying to force myself into a situation I have no right to be in”, he says and looks into Yoongi’s eyes, “when Jimin was dead, I did so much wrong and, and afterwards as well. And although I shouldn’t feel this way, I feel as if I was never meant to be part of this family again. Sometimes I am scared that all of you merely pretend to be alright with me being here.”
Yoongi furrows his brows.
“I know. How silly of me to think this way. How utterly and stupidly self-obsessed. The world doesn’t revolve around me and yet here I am, feeling sorry for myself.”
“It’s not self-obsessed, Tae. You have worries and still feel guilty for your past. I understand those feelings all too well, but you shouldn’t feel this way. You acted like shit in the past, yeah, but you’re not that person anymore.”
“Do you truly think this way?”
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t think that you would.”
“Why?”
“Because you are always so mean to me.”
Yoongi falters. Taehyung shies away, lowering his eyes.
“It hurts me so much when you’re always so terrible to me, hyung”, Taehyung confesses in a whisper.
Yoongi stays silent.
“I apologise”, Taehyung whispers, “it, it’s alright. I understand why you are this way. I shouldn’t ask you to change for me.”
“No, you should”, Yoongi interrupts him.
Taehyung lifts his eyes, holding his breath.
“I think I’ve been unfair to you”, Yoongi confesses.
“What?” Taehyung gasps.
“It’s hard for me to accept that you’re not the reckless, snobby brat from the past anymore. That’s all I’ve known you as for centuries, but I have to give you a chance to prove yourself as someone different. You’re allowed to better yourself. I’m sorry for acting like a cunt, Tae.”
“Do you mean that?” Taehyung presses out.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Hyung”, Taehyung tears up, “oh hyung”, he whimpers and squeezes his eyes shut.
“Hey, don’t cry kiddo”, Yoongi whispers, cupping Taehyung’s cheek to wipe the tears from his lashes.
“Oh hyung, I’m so happy”, Taehyung presses out and flings himself around Yoongi’s neck. He traps him in a tight hug, his arms are slung around him and his legs closed tightly around Yoongi’s waist.
“Yah! Stop that”, Yoongi complains, finding himself smothered in Taehyung’s chest as the latter rolls around the blanket with him. Yoongi ends up chuckling, “you’re so stupid, Tae. Let me go.”
“Oh hyung, we will be such good friends”, Taehyung giggles and nuzzles into Yoongi’s face just to kiss his cheek.
“Tae stop”, Yoongi laughs, pushing his face away gently, “you’re weirding me out.”
Taehyung pulls back, releasing Yoongi from his tight hug. The latter wiggles away instantly, nudging Taehyung’s cheek.
“You’re a brat. I regret everything I said”, he says, making Taehyung laugh. Yoongi smiles, giving Taehyung’s chin one last gentle nudge. Then he rolls to his back and sits up, taking his glass of wine to drink it as his eyes stare into the orange flames.
Taehyung sits up as well, studying Yoongi’s features.
“I feel happy, hyung.”
Yoongi nods his head, “me too.”
“I mean it.”
“What do you mean?”
“We will be such good friends.”
“I see”, Yoongi says and nods his head, “yeah”, he glances at Taehyung, “I don’t want you trying to romance me. It makes me uncomfortable.”
“I won’t try. All I wanted for years was to be your friend, hyung. This is everything I wanted.”
“Mhm, good.”
“I will however cuddle with you and give you kisses.”
Yoongi scrunches his nose up and clicks his tongue, “if you have to”, he murmurs.
“I do”, Taehyung says and scoots closer to hug Yoongi’s waist and rest his chin on his shoulder, “you will be so fed up with me by the end of it.”
“It’s gonna happen sooner than later. I hate PDA.”
“No, you don’t. You give ___ PDA all the time.”
“Yeah, I guess. She’s my love, yeah.”
“That’s good, hyung. The two of you are meant for each other”, Taehyung says and sits up. He wiggles his toes and drinks his wine. Then he lets out a loud sigh, tilting his head up to stare into the sky. Millions of stars look down at them, “this world is truly fascinating.”
Yoongi inhales and lifts his head. He exhales, “yeah, Namjoon did nice stuff as well.”
“It feels impossible for me to imagine. He traumatised me incredibly.”
“I know Tae. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologise, it wasn’t your fault.”
“Mhm”, Yoongi lets out and lies down. He starts counting the stars but soon gives up, “do you think that every witch that ever lived is here?”
“Mhm, yes I think so.”
“Mhm.”
Taehyung snacks on some grapes and enjoys a sip of his wine. He really likes the taste of it. It’s already warmed up from the fire, but he doesn’t mind. It still tastes sweet, tasting even sweeter because he is finally Yoongi’s friend. Taehyung loves being Yoongi’s friend.
“Do you think that witches return to be witches once they’re dead?”
“I don’t seem to understand this question, hyung.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Taehyung turns, studying Yoongi’s features. The latter, who looked at the sky at first, shifts his attention to Taehyung. He seems flustered.
“Talk to me, hyung. There is something weighing on your heart, isn’t there?”
“No, there’s not.”
“You don’t have to lie to me”, Taehyung says and lies down on his tummy. The two men can see eye to eye this way, “you can trust me, hyung.”
Yoongi takes a deep breath and sighs.
“I was just wondering. What if a witch became a vampire against their will, would their soul return to being a witch once they’re dead? Would they be able to enter this world or will their soul be too cursed by vampirism to enter?”
“I have to think about this for a moment”, Taehyung confesses.
“It’s okay. It’s fucking stupid either way”, Yoongi murmurs.
“No, it’s not. I will think about it”, Taehyung assures him and rolls to his back.
They share silence. The fire crackles by their feet, the crickets sing their nightly song and the forest is alive in various kinds of rustling and animal calls. They’re both a little chilly. It’s been centuries since they last felt truly cold. They’re also very tipsy from the wine. It’s been just as long since they felt so truly drunk. It’s a vulnerable state they find themselves in. Human and so utterly prone to outside influences that it would be a scary state to be in if they weren’t so safe in each other’s presence.
“I thought of my answer”, Taehyung breaks the silence.
“Tell me”, Yoongi whispers and so Taehyung speaks quietly as well.
“I think that a witch will return to being a witch once they die. You said that they were cursed against their will and I believe that death will lift the curse from their soul.”
“So you think that they can find peace here?”
“Yes I believe so”, Taehyung says with confidence in his voice.
“Good”, Yoongi says and exhales shakily, “yeah, that’s good.”
Taehyung turns his head to Yoongi.
“Why do you ask such a question, hyung?” he asks and widens his eyes, “no hyung!”
“Huh?”
Taehyung sits up, “no! Just no! Why would you think like this? Why?”
“What’s wrong with you?”
Taehyung shakes his head vigorously and grabs Yoongi by his shoulders.
“Why do you still think about dying? Why would you kill yourself just to enter this world? Why do you still think this way?” Taehyung presses out with a trembling emotion in his voice.
“What?” Yoongi gasps and sits up, “I wasn’t thinking for myself, you idiot.”
“But…what else were you thinking?”
Yoongi lowers his head and touches the side of his neck.
“My friends”, he whispers.
“Your friends?”
“The other Creators who died. Do you think that they found peace here?”
“Oh”, Taehyung lets out and touches his own chest, “I feel such relief right now. Oh hyung, you gave me such a fright.”
“I don’t want to die these days”, Yoongi says.
“Good. This is good”, Taehyung says and hugs Yoongi again even if the latter grumbles in distaste, “you just became my friend and I don’t want to lose you.”
“Okay, okay I got it”, Yoongi laughs, patting his head, “now let go of me.”
“No”, Taehyung murmurs, “I have to hug you, hyung.”
“Fine.”
Taehyung gives him a little squeeze.
“I think that your friends are in this world”, he says into the crook of Yoongi’s neck. Yoongi feels his voice against his skin this way.
“You do?”
“Yes, of course I do.”
“Okay”, Yoongi says and relaxes, “maybe I’ll find them one day. How endless do you think this world is?”
“I can’t tell. I know even less about magic than you.”
“I never understood this world. This was always Namjoon’s expertise. I keep wondering how far away my friends are or how similar to the real world it is. What about time differences? My friends died thousands of years ago. They don’t know automatic lights or modern sanitary systems. Does their world look different than that of ___’s grandparents? Does every witch’s world look different depending on when they died? Isn’t it incredibly lonely like this?”
“I don’t think that I have answers to these questions, but I do believe that this world isn’t lonely.”
“You do?”
“Yes. The real world is lonely enough and I believe that the loneliness stops here. This isn’t a world of punishment, but of peace”, Taehyung says and sits up to look at the stars, “if you asked me, witches of every time period live here together. I think that this world evolved as the real world evolved. Your friends may have started off this world without electricity or running water, but as time passed and witches from different time periods entered this realm, it evolved with them.”
“Maybe.”
“Or perhaps this is a world of many different times. Maybe your friends still live how you lived three thousand years ago while ___’s grandparents live in their time period. Perhaps we can traverse time here and visit each other’s time.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
“Whatever it may be, I believe that your friends are at peace.”
“I wonder if they would recognise me if I ever meet them again.”
“I believe that they would”, Taehyung says and glances at Yoongi, “perhaps we could look for them.”
Yoongi lowers his head, “I was wondering the same.”
“You were?”
Yoongi nods his head.
“Oh hyung, then we ought to do so”, Taehyung says, taking Yoongi’s hand.
“I don’t know if I want this.”
“But you said so yourself that you were thinking about it.”
“Thinking about it and actually doing it are two very different things.”
“And what would be so bad about actually doing it? How else will you make new memories? How else will you find out if they’re at peace?”
Yoongi looks at Taehyung. The latter meets his eyes.
“Thinking about it can’t hurt me”, Yoongi whispers.
“I see. Oh hyung, you live in your thoughts too much. What would have happened if you over thought ___ as well?”
“That never would have happened because she gave me no chance to even think about it. She just made me fall in love with her”, Yoongi says and makes Taehyung laugh with it.
“Yes indeed, she is so incredibly stubborn once she wants something.”
“Yeah, I hope she never changes.”
“Yes indeed. She is perfect the way she is”, Taehyung agrees and smiles with Yoongi. He squeezes his hand, “but you see? Because you had no time to over think it into ruin, you can now live in happiness. You told me that you don’t want to die these days hyung, and it is all because you didn’t overthink.”
Yoongi looks away, nodding his head in acknowledgement.
“So I think that we should attempt to look for your friends. It will make you happy.”
“I guess”, Yoongi touches the side of his neck, “not this time. We’ll visit this world a lot more. I’m not ready yet.”
“I understand. Then we’ll do it next time”, Taehyung says, caressing Yoongi’s knuckles, “I love it here, so I hope to visit it many more times.”
“Mhm yeah”, Yoongi agrees, “how do you like being human?”
“Oh, it’s exhausting”, Taehyung laughs, “it has only been two days and I already have enough of it.”
“Really?” Yoongi chuckles, “why? I think it’s nice.”
“Why is it nice? I have to eat and drink and constantly relieve myself, I get tired so easily, every little ache stays and I have been freezing my buttocks off for the past ten minutes.”
Yoongi laughs, “I like it.”
“Of course you do.”
“Yeah.”
Taehyung touches his own chest, “but I must admit that it is truly wonderful to feel my heartbeat again and that my warmth is honest. And I guess it is also wonderful to feel touch on my skin”, he says and lifts Yoongi’s hand into their vision. He runs his thumb over his skin, meeting Yoongi’s soft gaze afterwards.
“Yeah”, he whispers, “it’s nice to experience this. Hugs are the best because you can feel the other’s heartbeat. Yeah and kisses.”
“Oh, you romantic”, Taehyung says with fondness in his voice, “I haven’t kissed properly yet.”
“I’m not the one you will experience this with.”
Taehyung laughs, “you are truly ice cold, hyung.”
Yoongi chuckles, “I told you. I don’t wanna romance you.”
“Yet.”
“Ever.”
“Of course, this is what you say now.”
Yoongi rolls his eyes, smiling fondly, “you’re a brat.”
He lifts his glass to his lips and finishes the wine.
“Do you want more?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, the bottle is empty.”
“Mhm”, Yoongi hums, “I guess that means we gotta go inside.”
“Why? The night has only become comfortable.”
“Didn’t you say that you were freezing your ass off?”
“Yes, but I want to spend more time with you.”
Yoongi scoffs fondly, “we can spend time inside as well. It’d be less freezing.”
“Very well, but only if you promise me that we will truly continue this inside.”
“Yeah, we’ll continue this.”
“I take your words for it, hyung”, Taehyung says and gets up, “should we extinguish the fire?”
“Yeah, it’s safest. We don’t want to start a forest fire.”
“Do you believe that fires are possible here?”
“Let’s not find out the hard way. Can you get the hose from the shed?”
“Of course.”
While Taehyung hurries to the shed in the darkness and begins unravelling the hose, Yoongi makes it his task of cleaning up the picnic. He makes sure the glasses are as dry as possible and the plates are relatively clean before storing all of it in the small basket. He shakes off possible crumbs from the blanket and then folds it neatly. Taehyung returns while Yoongi is busy folding. He aims the hose at the fire, squinting his eyes as the fire dies down in puffs of smoke and protesting sizzles.
“We were lucky with the smoke”, Yoongi says.
“Yes truly, oh it’s taking its revenge now”, Taehyung says and coughs, “my eyes burn terribly.”
“Yeah”, Yoongi agrees, wafting the smoke away with closed eyes.
The fire is extinguished soon after and the two men can make their way back to the cottage. Taehyung stores the hose back on its spot as they pass the shed while Yoongi carries the picnic stuff.
“I can carry something as well”, Taehyung offers.
“It’s okay. I got it”, Yoongi assures him.
They walk side by side on their way back, carrying a certain light-hearted skip in their steps. It wasn’t there when they started this evening, but now it doesn’t seem to want to leave.
“You can leave the blanket outside in case of critters.”
They slip off their shoes and coats and while Taehyung is still busy with fixing his hair, Yoongi is carrying the basket to the kitchen. He starts unloading it, glancing over his shoulder when he feels Taehyung’s presence behind him.
“We should clean. It’s mannerly”, Yoongi says.
“Of course. I shall wash the dishes and you can dry them”, Taehyung says.
“Okay.”
Yoongi rolls up his sleeves and begins storing the leftover food in small containers, while Taehyung is busy filling the sink with warm water. They try to be as quiet as possible in fear of waking anyone.
“Oh heavens, I am a fool.”
“What’s wrong?” Yoongi asks, looking over his shoulder.
“I forgot to roll up my sleeves and wet my hands already. May I get help?”
Yoongi closes the fridge and hurries to Taehyung’s side. He rolls up his sleeves, first the left and then the right. Taehyung looks at Yoongi’s face while the other looks at Taehyung’s sweater.
“That colour’s nice”, he says.
“Thank you. I think that earth tones really fit me”, Taehyung says.
“Yeah, it’s good.”
“I made the sweater myself. I still know the pattern, so if you want to have your own I could knit it for you.”
“It’s okay, you don’t gotta work for me.”
“But I want to.”
Their eyes meet.
“You would look very handsome in earthen tones, hyung.”
Yoongi flusters, looking away.
“I’m done”, he says and steps back, “that should hold.”
“Thank you, hyung.”
“Mhm.”
Taehyung begins washing the dishes while Yoongi is busy discarding the scraps.
“So should I make you a sweater?” Taehyung asks.
“If you want to”, Yoongi says dryly, but it is clear that Taehyung’s offer means a great deal to him. His cheeks are just the slightest shade of rosy.
“Oh, those are wonderful news. I shall start with it the moment we are home. No actually, I have to do ___’s bedroom first and then we also planned to write my song and I promised Jimin to help with renovations of his ballet studio. Oh, I am too busy.”
Yoongi chuckles. He joins Taehyung’s right side and begins drying the dishes he already finished.
“I shall start with your sweater in October. Early November, at the very latest. I promise.”
“It’s okay, Tae. I can wait”, Yoongi assures him.
“I shall make you many presents now that we are friends, hyung.”
Yoongi smiles, “okay, Tae. I’ll accept them”, he speaks softly, giving him a fond look through the reflection of the kitchen window.
Taehyung meets it and smiles. His heart is light in his chest, his shoulders feel like lifting. He feels at ease. Spending time with Yoongi until this evening was always filled with uncomfortable tension. They accepted each other’s presence for the sake of the polycule, but it was felt by both that it was just that. Acceptance to keep the peace. Taehyung felt nervous in Yoongi’s presence and as if he needed to pretend to be the most proper, guilt-filled person on earth. While Yoongi felt wary in Taehyung’s presence and as if he needed to keep a distance for his own safety.
They don’t feel this way anymore. The once awkward tension was lifted as they talked and acceptance turned into friendship. Of course one nice evening doesn’t mean that all the issues are gone forever, but both men sense that it will be different from now on and they are willing to put in the work to improve their relationship day by day.
It’s a nice feeling to have because it meant that they could both finally feel entirely comfortable whenever their polycule comes together.
“Hey guys.”
Taehyung and Yoongi are almost finished with the dishes when Jungkook enters the kitchen. The two men look at him. He is wearing checkered pyjama pants and no shirt. His hair is ruffled as if hands played with it. His skin is flushed and his neck carries red marks of kisses.
“Hey.”
“Hello handsome.”
“Are you doing dishes?”
“Yes, we had a picnic by the fire pit.”
“The two of you?” Jungkook sounds rightfully surprised.
“Yes. It was a very lovely time.”
“Oh? Really?” Jungkook makes sure, looking between Taehyung and Yoongi. It is obvious that such news are unbelievable to him. He sniffles to make out their scent until he realises that he can’t do such things here.
“Yeah”, Yoongi says, “it was good.”
“Did you guys talk it out?”
Yoongi and Taehyung nod.
“We are friends now”, Taehyung says and hugs Yoongi.
“Okay Tae, back off”, Yoongi complains with a chuckle, which only makes Taehyung hug him tighter.
“You guys, this is the best news ever”, Jungkook gasps as his eyes light up, “wow, I’m so happy”, he confesses and giggles. He steps closer and gives them a little hug, “my two favourite men are friends now. I’m happy, hyungies”, he says and sighs contently, “I gotta tell ___ the news, but first I need to get her water.”
He struts to the cabinet and takes out two glasses. Taehyung and Yoongi, who broke the hug after Yoongi nudged him away gently, watch him.
“Did you make love?” Taehyung asks.
Jungkook grins confidently, “I don’t have to tell you.”
“Oh come now, don’t be so secretive”, Taehyung laughs.
“Mhm yeah”, Jungkook nods his head, “she’s resting upstairs.”
“Now these are truly wonderful news. I still haven’t gotten to love her here”, Taehyung says and nudges Yoongi, “you, hyung?”
“Why do I gotta tell you?”
“Come now, it is just the three of us.”
Yoongi gives up with a sigh, “congrats Kook, you beat me to it.”
“I’m the first one to do it here?” Jungkook gasps loudly enough that the others shush him.
“Her grandparents”, Yoongi whispers, pointing into the direction of their bedroom.
“I’m the first one to do it here?” Jungkook whispers, “oh my god, I’m such a perv.”
“You are the biggest perv”, Taehyung teases and snickers, “how wonderful was it?”
“It was amazing. Wow, I have butterflies” Jungkook gushes.
“Oh Kookie, this is making me so excited for my night with her.”
They both giggle excitedly.
“You two are idiots”, Yoongi whispers, “stop talking like this. She’s not a price to claim.”
“You joined us as well, hyung.”
“I only did so because you asked. Besides, if nothing happens I’m not gonna be disappointed. You guys are perverts.”
“Very well, I admit that we sounded very perverted. Please forgive us.”
“Mhm.”
“I can tell you that she talked about you guys and how she’s excited for whatever sexy thing you’ll get up to”, Jungkook says, “so she’s being a perv too, but you’re right sorry I talked about her like this.”
“Whatever”, Yoongi murmurs shyly.
Jungkook snickers and fills up the glasses. He takes a sip of his water and sighs contently.
“I’m upstairs then. ___ needs her water”, he says and steps closer to press a kiss to both Taehyung’s and then Yoongi’s lips, “sleep tight, you two”, he says and giggles, “I’m happy that you’re friends.”
And with that he leaves the kitchen with a confident sway in his hips. Taehyung and Yoongi watch him as he hurries upstairs and then distance drowns him out. It’s peculiar to them that they can’t hear how the door opens and closes or how Jungkook talks to you. Human hearing is truly so useless.
“So uhm”, Taehyung begins now that they are alone again, “what shall we do now, hyung? We cleaned everything.”
Yoongi touches the side of his neck, “I’m honestly kinda tired.”
“But hyung”, Taehyung pouts, “you promised me that we will continue the evening inside.”
“I know, but I’m tired. I don’t feel like talking anymore.”
“I’m so sad right now. Oh hyung please”, Taehyung takes Yoongi’s hand, “at least let us stay up for a little bit longer.”
“I’m sorry, Tae.”
Taehyung retreats his touch, “very well. Don’t clean the shower, I will use it after you.”
Yoongi steps closer and nudges Taehyung’s chin. The younger vampire looks at him with sad, puppy eyes.
“I had fun tonight. Yeah? Just too tired all of a sudden.”
Taehyung nods his head, allowing a small smile to wash over his face, “I had fun as well, hyung.”
Yoongi leaves soon after, but the evening wasn’t over yet. Taehyung decides so the second Yoongi disappeared upstairs. And so he waits, listening as best as his human ears allow him to. Yoongi takes around fifteen minutes in the bathroom and another five minutes taking a nightly pee. Then he can hear the guest bedroom door close.
Taehyung hurries upstairs and locks himself in the bathroom to take the quickest shower he ever took. He needs to be fast in order for Yoongi to still be awake.
Ten minutes after Yoongi got under the covers and comfortable for bed, a knock on the door alerts his attention. The door opens without his answer and in steps Taehyung.
“Hyung?”
Yoongi lowers his pen, studying Taehyung by the edge of the bed. He is wearing his pyjamas and carries his own notebook with a pen.
“What do you want?”
“Can I stay here with you tonight?”
“Why?”
“Because Jungkook and ___ are occupying her bed and I would have no place to sleep.”
“Fine…”
“Wonderful”, Taehyung says and gets on top of the bed, “we can keep each other warm”, he says and pulls the cover open to wiggle himself underneath it.
Yoongi watches him with a certain stiffness in his body. Taehyung sighs and grunts contently, shimmying closer to Yoongi until their arms touch.
“Do you have to do this?” Yoongi asks.
“Indeed, I do”, Taehyung says and sticks his naked feet under the leg of Yoongi’s pants.
“Yah! Put your icicle toes somewhere else”, Yoongi complains loudly, kicking at Taehyung’s feet.
“Warm me up, hyung”, Taehyung coos as he chases him.
“Yah stop it. You’re cold and I’m gonna kick you”, Yoongi warns as he still kicks his feet. He even lies down on his back for it, almost kicking off the blanket as he wiggles his legs.
Taehyung laughs and retreats his feet, “I apologise. The opportunity was just too easy not to take.”
“You’re such a brat”, Yoongi mumbles, sitting back up. He fixes the blanket on his legs and looks back into his notebook.
Taehyung snickers, agreeing with a nod of his head. He opens his notebook and clicks his pen.
“What are you working on, hyung?”
“Nothing. I write down what I think.”
“Like a diary?”
“I guess.”
“That’s very good, hyung. I promise not to peek.”
“Mhm”, Yoongi hums, looking at him with gratefulness, “you, uh, what are you doing?”
“Oh, I am just continuing work on ___’s bedroom sketches. I want to finish them before we leave this realm.”
“Okay. I want to listen to music. I don’t want to talk when I do.”
“I won’t stop you. I shall listen to my own music as well.”
“Okay”, Yoongi says and puts in earbuds. Taehyung slips on headphones and mere seconds later, the two men share one bed but otherwise no words. It is silent and comfortable. Each does their own thing whilst sharing space. Mere hours ago, such an occurrence would have been a lot more awkward.
They manage to get around an hour in and then Yoongi is the first to give up. He places his phone and earbuds on the bedside table together with his notebook and pen. He fluffs up his pillow next.
“Are you tired already?” Taehyung asks him.
“Mhm.”
“Do you mind if I still draw for a while? I will have to keep the lights on for it.”
“No, it’s okay”, Yoongi assures him and lies down. He wiggles for a bit to get comfortable, “good night”, he says and rolls to his side. Like this, his back is facing Taehyung.
One must know that this is the first time Yoongi shows himself like this in front of Taehyung. One must dearly remember this fact to perhaps understand why Taehyung can’t stop staring at his friend.
“Yes indeed. Have a good night, hyung”, he mumbles and turns down the light to make it easier for Yoongi to fall asleep. So this is how his friend looks when he attempts to fall asleep.
“The only reason I’m doing this is because I’m human right now and need sleep.”
“Of course hyung, I wouldn’t have dared to question you”, Taehyung says with a knowing smile on his lips.
“Good. Good night”, Yoongi says and grows silent.
“Sleep tight, hyung.”
Taehyung stares for a few moments, thinking to himself that Yoongi looks incredibly cute right now. He is resting in fetus position with his hands between his legs while the blanket covers him all the way to the back of his head. He looks even smaller than he actually is and Taehyung thinks that he is adorable. He stays quiet of course because he is aware that it would push Yoongi away if he tried to compliment him right now.
Around twenty minutes pass and then Taehyung gets sleepy as well. He discards his phone and notebook and turns off the lights. He gets comfortable in the pillow, staring into the darkness where he assumes Yoongi to sleep. It is so peculiar to not be able to see.
Taehyung tries to fall asleep, but fails because he has nothing to hug. He can’t find relaxation when he is so empty-handed.
Taehyung takes a deep breath for courage and reaches out. His fingers touch Yoongi’s back. It’s incredibly warm and tenses at the touch.
“Hyung?”
“What?”Yoongi whispers quietly.
“Did I wake you?”
“No.”
“I can’t fall asleep if I do not hug something. May I hug you?”
Yoongi exhales loudly, “if you have to.”
“Thank you, hyung”, Taehyung says and closes in on Yoongi. He drapes his right arm over him, pulling his small body against his chest. His legs lock with Yoongi’s perfectly, sharing warmth his way. Next he wiggles his left arm under Yoongi’s head, keeping it extended so both men are comfortable.
Yoongi is too sleepy to protest, letting it happen even if his brain is going crazy in panic. He never planned on being Taehyung’s little spoon and yet here they were.
“You are so comfortable, hyung”, Taehyung whispers, nuzzling his nose deep into the hair at the back of Yoongi’s head. He inhales deeply and hums.
“You’re so weird”, Yoongi murmurs, trying not to relax too much in case it comes off as needy. He’s not needy for Taehyung’s hugs. Not in a fucking million.
Taehyung ignores him for the sake of nuzzling and snuggling closer.
“What do you like best, hyung? Head pats, chest rubs or stomach rubs?”
“I’m allowing you to hug me, nothing more. Are we clear?”
“But hyung, I want to make you feel very cozy.”
“I appreciate it. Stay still. It’s cozy enough.”
Taehyung huffs out air, “very well.”
Yoongi tries to relax. He doesn’t feel sleepy when he is so tense and that means he has to relax. If he wanted to or not.
“I love back scratches most”, Taehyung breaks the silence in a soft spoken voice.
“Okay.”
“Yes, indeed. But if I am the small spoon, I love it most to have my chest rubbed. It is very relaxing to me.”
“Okay, Tae. I’m sure Kook and ___ will be very willing to give them to you.”
“Hyung”, Taehyung complains and pinches Yoongi’s side gently, “I am not attempting to romance you. Friends can give touches to each other as well.”
“Yeah? Well, I’m not fucking comfortable with having my torso touched, okay?”
“Truly?” Taehyung props himself up on his elbow. It results in Yoongi’s head rolling closer to his chest naturally. He doesn’t fix it, “so why have I seen ___ rub your stomach before? And Kook caress your chest?”
“Because…” Yoongi rolls his head away, “I don’t gotta tell you.”
“Do you need time to grow comfortable around people’s touches?”
“Yes. You’ve known me for how long? You know that I do.”
“Do I make you genuinely uncomfortable right now?”
“I don’t know. I don’t want my torso to be touched by you yet.”
“I understand. I apologise for asking so many questions. I want to get to know you better.”
Yoongi hesitates. Taehyung listens to the deep inhale he does and how much deeper he seems to exhale. His back presses against his chest as he breathed.
“Just go to sleep, Tae.”
Taehyung drops back into the pillow and pulls Yoongi closer. The older man needs a moment to relax, but as those moments turn into two, three and four he finally grows soft in Taehyung’s hold. Taehyung wonders how much time passed between these moments, but it must have been a while because Yoongi’s breathing slowed down by now. But Taehyung still isn’t tired. His thoughts are racing, as is his heart.
“Yoongi?” he tries quietly.
Yoongi sighs, “what?”
“I can’t fall asleep.”
“Yeah? I can.”
“I keep thinking and it is keeping me awake.”
Yoongi sighs again, “do you wanna talk about it?”
“Maybe.”
“Fine. Tell me.”
“Why did you hate me for so long?”
Yoongi shifts, “this is what you’re thinking about?”
“Yes. I apologise, but I can’t stop.”
“I didn’t hate you. At least not since some time.”
“So why did you act so annoyed by me all the time?”
“I don’t know. I guess”, Yoongi stays silent for a while as he thinks, “it’s hard for me to let you in because whenever I did, you disappointed me.”
“I see.”
“And I’m still scared that you’re gonna hurt ___ and Kook one day. That I’m gonna let you in and trust you and then you suddenly have a change of heart and decide to become a reckless cunt again and hurt them in the process.”
“I see.”
“That’s why it’s hard for me to shed my feelings off. I want to believe so hard that you are better”, Yoongi says and touches Taehyung’s hand.
The latter has to gasp for air at the touch, feeling as if time slows down. It stands still completely when seconds later, Yoongi begins fumbling with his fingers. Mindlessly yet gently.
“But if I’m wrong? If you’re gonna hurt them and become wicked again? Then I let you in only to be disappointed again”, Yoongi exhales shakily, “for fuck’s sake Tae, please just don’t disappoint me again.”
“I don’t want to disappoint you, hyung”, Taehyung whispers, “and I want to be better from now on. There were many occasions where I was controlled by Namjoon. I hope you are aware of those occasions.”
“I am and I’m not blaming you for them. There were also too many where you acted out of your own free will.”
“I am aware of them and I will remember them so I can better myself. Please believe me, hyung. I want to be better from now on. Not only for the sake of ___ and Kook and Jimin, but also for your sake. I want to be a worthy friend of yours, hyung. One you can rely on and trust.”
Yoongi acknowledges him with a nod of his head. He drops Taehyung’s fingers to instead, close his hand around his’. Gently and without pressure.
“I’m sure that you will be, kiddo. Hyung’s always wished for your best”, Yoongi says in their native tongue. The underlying honesty of speaking in one’s native language, the language closest to the heart, doesn’t go unnoticed by Taehyung.
“Fuck”, Yoongi lets out a breathy chuckle, “you’re a bastard for making me talk about my feelings when I’m fucking sleepy. I turn into an honest sap.”
Taehyung giggles, sniffling his tears away.
“I enjoy this a lot, hyung. It’s so difficult to get affection from you.”
“That’s not true. I show affection. Just not like you, you public sap.”
Taehyung chuckles, “now you are just saying stuff for the sake of saying them.”
“Brat”, Yoongi murmurs and chuckles softly, “now go to sleep, Tae. It’ll get too late and we’ll be tired as fuck tomorrow.”
“I will try, but I don’t know if I will be successful. My heart is racing terribly after what you said.”
Yoongi chuckles, “try to”, he says breathily and grows softer in Taehyung’s arms.
Taehyung snuggles into Yoongi, closing his eyes while his lips refuse to drop their smile. He is so happy that he feels like bursting in fireworks and sparkles.
The last thing Yoongi does before he falls asleep is to intertwine his fingers with Taehyung. He isn’t awake anymore for the small gasp of disbelief Taehyung releases or the whispered “hyung” he lets out. Sleep has dragged him away and soon, oh so very soon because he finally has something to hold, Taehyung follows.
The night will be peaceful and neither of the two men will leave the hug for even one second.
A/n: This was over due really. I miss them so much.
Jin
“Hihihihi….” You giggling silently. “Yah” Jin scolded “don't laugh”. Hihihi… you giggled again trying your best to hide your laughter. “Yah!” Jin scolded, but broke into laughter the moment he saw your face.
“I'm so sorry” you said, trying to stop laughing. It was until Jin himself started laughing and you hugged him. “Aww don't miss me already” he said cockily. “God, you're so narcissistic. Why will I miss you?” You said, kissing his semi-bald head.
“Don't worry my hair grow quickly” he said, pulling you into him.
Yoongi
“It's okay you know” Yoongi said as you held his hand tightly as the stylist trimmed his hair. Jimin, sitting on the chair on the other side.
“Y/n looks like she's about to cry” Jimin mentioned and even the stylist looked at you with pity. You somehow hold it in and smile it out.
“What are you teary for? I'll be just here” he said, as he noticed you pouting all the way home. “I loved your hair” you said trying your best to hold your tears in. He didn't say anything and opened his arms and you rushed into him. “It's hair I'll grow it again after this okay” he said in a soft tone. And you nodded your head.
Hoseok
You stood at a distance waiting for Jimin to be done and the camera to be turned off. “Your turn” Jimin said and held out the trimmer for you. You shook your head a tiny no, Jimin put it in your hand and pulled you near Hoseok. “Babe, I told you” he said, looking at you with those eyes of his. “But-” you said and stopped as he held your hand and looked at you lovingly through the mirror. “I want you to do this too” he said, yes he had requested you to not only come but trim some of his hair, due to some metaphor that you actually didn't get.
You took a deep breath, your Hobi needed you. So you did and let the stylist do the rest.
“Be safe and take the utmost care of my boyfriend” you told him later at home as he held you to his chest.
Namjoon
“Babie~” you heard Namjoon's voice and turned and your eyes went wide. “Why?” Was the only thing you could utter. “I just wanted to get used to it” he said. “You look like an egg” you said, caressing his head “umm.. I like this” you referred to the velvety feeling of his hair.
“You should give me a heads up, you know” you told your boyfriend who smelled of fresh dye. “You like it?” He asked and you laughed. “What?” He asked in confusion.
“Your head looks like our couch!” You said and realization hit him. “Guess I'm a couch head now” he said and shrugged and pulled you close. “Did you drink?” you asked as the smell hit your nose, “a little tipsy” he said with the goofiest grin. “Come here you big baby” you said as you engulfed him in a bear hug.
Jimin
You held onto his hand as tight as he held yours. You knew how important Jimin’s hair is to him and this would be so painful. Since the day his enlistment date was declared you dreaded this day, but here it is. “It’s okay. It's okay” you tried to comfort him “I'm so sorry” you said, when you noticed his glassy eyes that refused to look at the mirror. Your eyes mirrored his, however a tear slipped past yours. “Hey” he said and pulled you in a tight hug a few tear slipped from him too.
“I'll call you everyday” he said, more like stated as he drew comforting circles on your back and you did the same on his.
Taehyung
It was in the morning on a weekend, you were aware that Taehyung had some early schedule so he left and you cuddled his pillow dearly. It was what you guessed a few hours later when you heard the door and Taehyung paraded in, in a scarf. You forced open your sleepy eyes. “Babe, what are you doing?” you asked. “Tada~” he said as he took it off and all the sleep dried away as your mouth was left open in awe. “Baby!” You exclaimed as he came near you and you threw a pillow at him. “I told you I'd go with you!” You said. “I wanted to surprise you” he said and hugged you as you touched his head to make sure this was all real. “You look so silly you potato head!” you retorted and he giggled. Gosh you'll miss him.
Jungkook
“Jungkook, let me see?” You requested. “No!” Came the answer from your boyfriend who refused your company to go and get his military buzz cut. “Babe. Its okay, don't show me okay” you said and opened your arms and he hugged your waist as you rubbed his back.
“I'll look ugly” he mumbled and you pulled away holding his face as he held a safety hand over his beanie. “You! Are the cutest thing in the world. Nothing can make you look ugly and even Army will agree” you said.
You were waiting in the bedroom for the live to end when Jungkook walked in, he took off his beanie. And you cooed, “babe your head is so cute!” You awed. “I look like an egg” he complained. “A very cute egg” you said.
