#sabxtaehyun

[sabxtaehyung]

/ he glances at the tea cup, then up at Taehyun, - and back at the cup again. it's steaming, and Taehyung's guess is Jasmine, or something pretentiously healthy as that, unlike the takeaway coffee he requested before he disappeared to shower that morning.

"Taehyun-- ," he starts, but it seems like there's no room to argue, --the hunter just whines.

"But I need coffee to live!"

[sabxtaehyung]

don't leave me high ; to taehyun.

Taehyung crumples the letter in his fingers, - destroys the delicate letters spilled in ink over pale pages ; the tiny petals of peach blossoms scatter onto the floor like pieces of a broken vase. The young hunter lets out a shout and slams his fist against the door frame, hard enough that he feels a slight tingle down to the bone. 

As if upon realising what he's done he hastily grabs a chair and seats himself at the kitchen table, frantically trying to straighten the crinkly page and he reads through the letter again, and again and again and again ...

With a sigh, Taehyung rests his elbows on the table and grabs the cigarette pack, producing a smoke to try to ease his nerves. He can't quite put his finger on it, but he assumes he's …hurt. And the ridiculousness of it all begins here, the hurt, the confusion he feels when he thinks of Taehyun.

However, --He likes to think of Taehyun. He's delicate and beautiful ; and he found something in the other he couldn't find anywhere else in this world. Not in alcohol, not even in music or expensive company, shiny things and diamonds. Not anywhere in this goddamn place, - and maybe that's why Taehyun left to begin with.

What was he doing here, anyway? What did he see in a life of a DJ who lives fast, - eager to die but enjoy what he can while it lasts … ?

What did Taehyun see in him?

Taehyung downs a leftover can of Red Bull that's been resting on the counter and goes about the room with a brand travel bag in hand, stuffing a few pieces of necessities inside. He grabs his car keys and his laptop, and places a neatly folded letter from Taehyun into his pocket.

He glances around the room and looks at the mattress collecting dust in the corner. There's no sunshine filtering through shades of his windows, no Taehyun tangled up in his sheets, - no nothing in this miserable apartment. 

'Wish you were here,'

Taehyung groans and runs a hand over his face.

Fine, then, - I'm coming. Whether you like it or not, 

I'm coming to where you are. 

I will hunt you down. 

[sabxchanyeol]

『 divulgence 』░ CY ✗ TH

winter breeze and snow dyed clouds are rolling in with passing seconds of the new day, and the chilly air numbs the tip of his fingers and his cheeks, despite the thick scarf coiled around his neck and veiling half his face. his jeans are tight down until his ankles, but still not enough to trap the warmth and shield him from the wind whips. the soles of his boots scrap against the asphalt with each shuffle and stride along the damp path of morning.

it’s still too early for him to be up and out.

complaints don’t take you too far though, so he inhales the untainted air with deep breaths that fill his lungs with satisfying wholesomeness and quickens his steps. his hair is intentionally tousled into a messed style, his laziness being the partial reason while the lacking need of a perfectly neat hairstyle being the major. but park chanyeol is rarely flawed, so he cards his fingers through hazel strands for his fringe to bounce back and over his forehead as they untangle from slender digits.

a faint chuckle falls from his lips — something different, something nice. he’s in a good mood today, he assumes. it’s moments before he finds himself under shelter with knuckles against the apartment door as he gives it two gentle knocks. there’s delayed shuffling sounds inside, and he’s patient today, because he’s a visitor without an invitation. he hopes yifan doesn’t mind, and really, he shouldn’t mind.

the door unlocks with a dull click.

[nj-cole]

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