hey taekoos💜

"i only just wanted your warmth."

After a long day, Taehyung had finally made his way back home. It sure had felt weird to call that at the beginning. But now he has come to terms with it. even if it was only for a year, according to Taehyung, this would remain his home for the remaining time.

The first thing he sees as he enters the house is a bloodshot Jeungguk, staring back at him. There were multiple cuts and grazes along the usual delicate skin of the younger's hands. The face was decked with many wounds, some still had blood oozing out of them.

Taehyung sure was worried, like all the other times. But he wouldn't dare show it to the mafia, like all the other times. He would just shrug it off like usual with a snarky comment.

"You didn't die yet." He stated today as he made his way upstairs to freshen up after the long day he just had. There were multiple curses in Taehyung's head directed towards the one who dared touch his husband. But this wasn't to be known to others. The curses would only remain in his head.

On the other hand, Jeungguk just sighed at the comment from his husband. He had wanted to oh-so desperately talk all their problems out with the elder, but as always he knew the other didn't even want to see his face.

That was when their maid Yoona, walked to him as she placed a tray with all the required first aid. She had always wanted Jeungguk to settle with someone who would love him as she had seen through the years that he was nothing but a lonely boy.

Yoona was also not oblivious to the fact that the two boys had some history, but regardless still loved one another. "Sir, don't worry about what he said. Deep in his heart, he still loves and cares about you." How did she know this?

Well, they all do spend a lot of time together and she had always caught Taehyung cooking for Jeungguk but was asked to remain in secrecy. She couldn't do anything against either of their wills. And this is what made her insane.

Even Hyera was unable to witness the two lovers, though being closer and stronger by bond, was slowly falling apart due to the distance that they kept making between them.

Jeungguk only hoped it was true. he had always returned to such snarky comments but none hit this hard. Did the other just really want him to die that bad? Did he loathe his presence so much?

He shook his head, wanting to clear the thoughts as he made a call to Yoongi. The one-man, other than Namjoon, whom he trusted with his work. "Yoongi. I am taking a few days off. Mostly till the end of the week. Please manage if anything comes our way. If there is an inevitable situation, call me. Is that clear?" though his voice was cold, there was underlying care in them.

This was noticed by all his men and they always held respect for the said man because of that. It may be a minute detail to the rest of us, but to the ones who are willing to give their life to the gang, this was everything and much more they could ask for.

Yoongi had agreed as if given a choice and hung up the call. Leaving Jeungguk to drown in his misery of loneliness and the lack of love. That's when the fresh aroma of lavender reached his nose, as he looked up to see Taehyung in his usual set of tracks make his way to the kitchen.

The younger had always wondered what the other did in the kitchen when they have others to cook. But he didn't want to seem nosy and it wasn't like the other would reply properly.

Within ten minutes, the maid came with a bowl of soup in her hands. She gave it to Jeungguk and muttered something along the lines of, "It is for the wounds and the pain, young master." Before scurrying off to the kitchen.

He had been here for five hours at least and now only they thought of giving him soup? Absurd. On the other hand, Taehyung was waiting by the couch to see the latter's reaction.

"When did Yoona learn to cook so well? This is damn good and refreshing." He heard Jeungguk mutter as he saw him slurp the rest of the soup. Leaving the bowl with a satisfied smile on his lips.

This brought a sense of satisfaction to Taehyung as well. After all, he was the one behind the genius taste of the soup. It was made from the bottom of his heart as this was the only way to express his love without the other knowing.

Being pleased by the other's reaction, he made his way in front of him. "Dinner." And with that short and cold word, he left from there as he went back to the dining area. He secretly always waited for Jeungguk to come as this was the time they were awake, yet peaceful in each other's presence.

The same could be said for Jeungguk. He always hoped for Taehyung to wait. Always contented when he reaches before the food is served. He loved eating with Taehyung, just basking in his presence alone brought a different type of comfort. The one that couldn't be said in words.

They ate in silence as always and made their way to the bedroom. Taehyung had entered the bathroom to complete his night routine as soon as Jeungguk was out after cleaning himself. This had become a habit for both of them.

By the time Taehyung was back, Jeungguk was already asleep. So he gently made his way to Jeungguk's side of the bed as he kneeled in front of him. He ran his hands through the cuts and wounds. Stopping in his tracks when the other flinch and then continuing again.

Two minutes had gone by and the maid was now standing in front of him with the first aid kit. He smiled and thanked her as he took the box from her. He locked the door and got onto the bed. Going closer to Jeungguk as he turned the other to sleep on his back.

He then slowly started to dab on the wounds. A slight hiss, caused him to freeze but then he smiled. He whispered to himself before proceeding. "Cant handle the sting of alcohol. And he is the mafia leader of Ravenhook. Such a baby."

He began to blow on the other's wounds before dabbing them to reduce the pain. Even if it is by a margin. "Don't come back home hurt." He said, still whispering as he didn't want the other to wake up. It breaks my heart to see you like this. These words remained in his mind.

As he finished up and made his way back downstairs to leave the kit, Jeungguk took the time to finally open his eyes and smile wide like a bunny. He would always come back from missions with such wounds but when he wakes up he would either find a band-aid over them or a cleaned and almost healing wound in the place.

He had always wondered who it was. Though he had his doubts about Taehyung from the beginning, he didn't want to have false hope and verify it himself. So he stayed awake this time, instead of sleeping away like he did the past three times.

"You still do care about me then." He whispered to himself as he looked dreamily at the door through which Taehyung had left. Right before Taehyung entered, he went back to his epic acting of being deep in slumber.

It seemed to have worked since the other didn't suspect and just turned off the lights. Once Taehyung had gotten comfortable on the bed, Jeungguk moved suddenly, alerting Taehyung. The younger almost placed his face on Taehyung's chest but was stopped by Taehyung's hand.

I only just wanted your warmth. Jeungguk thought sadly, but that is when he felt the band-aids being placed on his wounds. He waited to see what the other would do further.

And to his surprise, once Taehyung had placed band-aids on the smaller wounds, he gently laid Jeungguk's face on his chest. An uncontrollable smile was now visible on Jeungguk's face as he pushed his face further into Taehyung's fabric while muttering, "Warm."

He could finally drift into his dreamland with a content heart. He wasn't alone anymore. He also had someone to take care of him.

hello to the ones reading. what do you guys do to pass your time nowadays??

~ice💙