Kpop boyxboy Oneshots

Taekook / BTS / Beauty

TW: mentions eating disorder

Tae just watches. He watches how his best friend and his boyfriend dance together on stage.

His world crumples a tiny bit.

He knows he's jealous. He knows he doesn't have to be. But the way Jeongguk touches Jimin ... and the way Jimin responds to those touches, the moves the two of them create, the emotions they convey together in such a breathtaking way ...

It's pure beauty.

Beauty that burns itself into Taehyung's head.

Beauty that erases every common sense, every memory, every confession.

Beauty that hurts him.

The air around Taehyung seems to vibrate, leaving him shivering, isolating him from every other sound.

Quiet.

A high-pitched ringing in his head takes over. Louder and louder.

Louder.

Until the only thing, everything he can hear is this alarming noise, until the only thing he can see is their faces.

Close.

Until his heartbeat gets even louder than the ringing. His chest hurts with every breath, his heartbeat is ... everywhere. He can feel it in the throbbing of his head, he can feel it in his wobbling knees, and he can feel it in his throat, choking him. Choking him as they just get closer.

And he thought ... Taehyung doesn't know what he thought.

It's cold. Too cold. His thoughts fall silent. His limbs get numb. His heart gets numb.

Their lips. Centimetres apart. And here he is. On the bench, on the side. Excluded from their own little universe that they're floating in. As the two of them embrace each other, here Taehyung is. Frozen. Stuck in this one painful moment.

Because of a simple dance?

Maybe it's because it's Jeongguk. Jeongguk, his first love. His only love. His one and only, his partner. His future. His everything.

Maybe it's because it's Jimin. Jimin, his best friend. His soulmate, his partner in crime. His number one supporter.

Maybe it's because he was finally ready to tell Jeongguk.

Maybe it's because he was finally ready to open up.

Maybe it's because he didn't expect his two favourite humans to be this close.

Maybe it's because he's jealous.

Maybe it's because black patches replace Jimin's and Jeongguk's faces.

Maybe it's because his body falls to the ground like a dead weight.

Maybe it's because his head hits the floor and white pain explodes everywhere.

Maybe.

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Jeongguk can feel the music. That may sound weird, but he can feel it running through his veins, making every move flow into the next one. He's flying over the stage, harmonizing with Jimin who's in the same state of euphoria as him. This weird sense of awe he has increases, his muscles flex again and again, tensing and relaxing.

He feels like he's floating.

Jimin's face is near his, the two of them are ecstatic. There's nothing you could compare to this feeling, nothing could ever describe the pure happiness that overcomes them. The beat is the only thing important, their bare feet on the hard ground. They can feel it. This absolute overwhelming unity with everything.