RISETTE || TK ✓

🦋twelve🦋

❝ [ vernorexia. ] ❞

Taehyung and Jungkook strode out of their home, handing over some candles they made beforehand to their neighbors, who were particularly senior citizens. It was thereafter, the two took a walk towards the bus station. It was a breezy summer evening, graceful birds warbled pleasantly.

Jungkook slightly smiled, observing the teenagers goofing around by the corner of the street. While the elder was fighting the urge to hold the younger's hand. Their fingers brushed against one another, delivering shivers down their spines.

It was the younger one who tangled his index finger around his husband's. Taehyung timidly smiled, peering elsewhere, and the smaller figure was no different. Drawing another step, Taehyung drew Jungkook's palm into his.

Even after arriving at the bus stop, the two did not let go of one another's hand. Taehyung continued looking at their intertwined fingers. He blushed repeatedly when his husband caught him doing what he was up to.

Such a softie Taehyung is. Jungkook softly giggled at it.

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After meandering around the mall, Taehyung took his little husband to the arcade section. Though the male did not know how to play the games, he had learned from his mother-in-law that the younger loves to play at the arcade.

And it got absolutely evident when he gawked at Jungkook, dashing here and there watching everything with excitement.

He remained in the chair to play Street Fighter but turned around merely to encounter his spouse observing him from a distance. "Won't you play with me, Hyung?"

And How could Taehyung refuse to those bambi eyes that glance at him naively? Moreover, did Jungkook call him Hyung?

After losing virtually all the rounds to the younger, Jungkook knowingly lost to see how will the elder react if he wins; and this was the most satisfactory reaction he ever had ever seen on someone's face.

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This was the first time he discovered that Taehyung sulks a lot while playing. He grunts every time he loses and when he wins.. he shrieks; he shrieks so loudly.

For the first time, Jungkook appeared not too competitive; he would lose hundreds and thousands of times to have that smile on the elder's face. He would lose millions of times to listen to that serene laughter.

After playing a bit more, they formed their way out of the place and pushed their toes to the food court. Taehyung had so many desserts in his mind for the younger to try.

Still holding hands, they formed their way towards the counter. The elder was the one ordering for them meanwhile, the younger's eyes were scanning the interior of the place. It was until they landed on a particular someone, who was sitting there with their seeming partner.

The smaller couldn't help but clutch onto Taehyung's shirt. The towering guy frowned at his spouse's gestures. He promptly turned his gaze towards the younger— solely to find him glossy eye-ed.

There was Yugyeom, remaining there with some girl.

Taehyung instantly turned the younger around. Pressing his head on his chest, he muttered gently to his ears. "Let go of it, love."

That day, he hid me in his chest. Hid me from everything that could hurt me.