• this is what tae looks like
• this is what my boy junghoon looks like
[the camera is placed on the bed, tilted slightly upwards to capture the owner of said camera properly as he cups his face with his hand and puffs his cheeks out endearingly. taehyung lies on his front on his unmade bed, staring at the camera's lens with lidded, tired eyes]
TAEHYUNG: "hey kook. i, uh, went to junghoon's yesterday and um, he's offered to take me to yours. u–um, im sorta contemplating on going 'cause of two reasons though," [taehyung lifts two fingers in the air, using them to visually tick of his reasons] "one, 'cause im putting literally all my trust into this guy i barely know and who could potentially harvest and then sell my precious organs on the freaking black market. two, i—" [taehyung hesitates, his speech faltering suddenly] "i . . . i don't know if you still want me."
TAEHYUNG: [taehyung looks away from the camera, swallowing noticeably before speaking softly] "is that, is that why you haven't contacted me yet? 'cause you maybe don't want me anymore?" [taehyung sends him a strained looking smile] "if that's the case then that's, that's okay. it's okay. i understand; its normal for, um, people's minds to change really quickly. i just—just wish," [taehyung ducks his head, fixing his spectacles] "i just that if that's the case, you rather have told me immediately than have me come down here, looking for you like some, i don't know, really desperate idiot?" [taehyung lets out a shaky breath, humourlessly laughing a little at his words]
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road trip.
Fanfiction"you know, this actually quite fun. it's like we're on a road trip." "yeah, a road trip with an $8.4m worth guy who i kidnapped and held at gun point, and with whom im currently trying to run away with from the damn police and fbi." he mutters sarc...