⚣eleven
the red haired boy rubbed his eyes as he sleepily stood up from the couch after being awoken from loud knocks.
"jungkook, what have i told you about- jimin?" as soon as he grumpily answered the door to what he thought would be his roommate who forgot his keys again, he was instead greeted with wet black hair covering a pink tinted face.
"fuck me."
the older pressed their lips together hurriedly.
taehyung gently pushed him off, still not fully awake enough to grasp what was happening. "what?"
"please." jimin sobbed holding onto his arm tightly.
"are you crying?"
taehyung watched the boy with sympathetic eyes as he gave up trying to hold back his tears since they were already noticeable.
his large hand grabbed the smaller one and led him inside of his apartment, straight to his bedroom.
"what happened-" jimin sat on his lap, kissing his neck. "jimin, not right now, you're crying."
jimin hid his face in the younger's nape as he sunk his nails into his exposed back. "please just make me forget."
taehyung's back hit his bed, his crimson hair blending in with the dark sheets.
"jimin come on, let's talk it out-"
"i don't want to."
taehyung gave a long sigh before flipping their positions so he was now ontop of the older, holding his wrists down.
the moonlight hit his eyes making them glisten from the tears.
"i don't want to feel like this anymore."
taehyung sadly watched as the male self destructed beneath him.
tears cascaded from his empty eyes, like a waterfall of sorrow that appeared as if it would never stop,
staring up at him pleadingly.
"okay." taehyung ran a hand through his hair in a soothing action.
the younger leaned down to take his lips in his own, his body only covered by the boxers he was sleeping in meaning that his torso was pressed to the damp, thin black long sleeve shirt jimin was wearing.
jimin waited for taehyung to pull away and start getting rough or something, but he kept his lips on his instead.
jimin honestly was kind of happy.
none of his other boyfriends had ever not taken advantage of him before, and yet his supposed to be one night stand was simply doing the opposite and comforting the vulnerable side of him instead of using it for his own gain.
"sex isn't the only way to make a person feel better." jimin's eyelashes fluttered open as his soft eyes stared up at the red haired boy with a small smile. "i heard cuddling does just fine. shall we?"
he wiped his tears away and nodded, taehyung stood up to give him some clean pajamas to wear so he wouldn't get sick from sleeping in his own.
"thank you." jimin whispered as he snuggled up to the taller's chest.
taehyung wrapped his arm around him so their bodies would be even closer.
their legs entangled and their arms were comfortably holding on to one another.
"i'm just doing what you asked."
his attention returned to jimin's hair, running his hands through it humming an unspoken lullaby, the kind of thing you did to try and soothe a baby to sleep.
after a little bit of time, the hands suddenly stopped.
the older looked up expecting taehyung to have fallen asleep, but instead they locked eyes in the darkness of his room.
taehyung only gave a closed eye smile and kissed the crown of his head, while jimin felt something off about himself. "night, jimin."
jimin rested his head back on his chest, staring at his white apartment walls as he stared drifting off to sleep.
he listened to taehyung's slow paced heart rate, noticing how quick his was beating in comparison.
perhaps yoongi was right.
there was nothing he would want more than to prove him wrong, but if he was, his heart wouldn't be racing at just the contact of taehyung's soft skin.
maybe he did get attached too easily. "goodnight."
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