ᴛᴡᴏ ɪꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴏɴᴇ》ᴛᴀᴇᴊɪɴᴊᴏᴏɴ

6

When they got in the supermarket, the two separated, with a list in both hands, Namjoon's list being for him and his little self.

It was awhile and Taehyung had already half the things he needed in the trolley. As he was in the middle of choosing between corn soup and mushroom soup, he heard pants and shoes rubbed against the floor.

"Taehyung, we have to go. Now" Namjoon pulled on Taehyung's sleeve, his forehead sweating. And although his tone was serious and strict, his grip on Taehyung was weak and soft, whining when Taehyung wasn't moving from his spot.

"What's wrong, hyung? You haven't got your stuff yet and-"

"Taehyung, please. I want to go home" Namjoon pleaded, his face red and tears pooling in his eyes. "D-dada, please"

Taehyung knew. He knew Namjoon saw something he wasn't supposed to, but he did. Taehyung immediately left the store, quickly apologizing to the staff for leaving the full trolley in the middle of the soup aisle.