Touch Of The Poor

㉒Only If You Want Me To Be

 
Taehyung took a bag with his toothbrush, pajamas, and a change of clothes. He was clung to Jeongguk's side as they headed to his car that was parked close to the building. Once they got inside, Taehyung's tightened muscles mellowed and a sigh of relief leaked out of his mouth.

"You don't have to be scared when you're with me," the younger said as he was able to notice his discomfort.

"Will you keep me safe?" he asked as a teasing smile touched his lips.

"Yes." He nodded, not even a trace of irony in his words, something that caught the black-haired boy off guard.

Taehyung stayed silent as Baekhyun's words from earlier popped up into his head. As much as he chewed over it, he couldn't admit that the younger could like him. There wasn't even a chance he could like him.

The ride was silent as Taehyung kept on thinking about what Baekhyun said, and Jeongguk was on the brink of flipping out about having him in his house; it would be the first time he would have someone staying with him, and although it was thrilling, it was nerve-wracking as well.

 
Once they arrived, Jeongguk waited for the gates to open and resumed his way. Taehyung moved at the edge of his seat the moment they entered his property, his eyes gleaming with amazement, his jaw hanging loosely.

"You have a pool!"

"I do. I have a jacuzzi too."

Taehyung whipped his gaze at him as his astonishment went through the roof. "Can I try it before I leave?"

"Tae, you can literally do whatever you want, I don't mind." His endearing demeanor ripped a dulcet chuckle from Jeongguk.

They stepped out of the car and dawdled towards the door as the older eyeballed the ludicrously lavish house. But the inside of the house — mansion to be more precise — had Taehyung gawking all around in sheer awe and shock.

He murmured almost inaudible wows and ohs as he saw more and more of that luxurious mansion. "You have a massage chair?"

"Yes. I have a playroom too."

Taehyung yelped, jumping in front of him and snatching his hand, cupping it. "Can we play? Please? Please?"

Jeongguk snorted at the cute sight of his pouty lips and puppy eyes. "It's late, so how about you play all want tomorrow?" He noticed the boy nodding vigorously, and a feathery chuckle seeped through his lips at his elation. "There are two more bedrooms besides mine. You can pick whichever you like," he informed as he trod upstairs with the other trailing behind him like a little kid.

Taehyung couldn't constrain his excitement. He never had anything like what the younger had in his house, and he couldn't help the tremendous glee that swept over him.

"I think you have everything you need, but if I forgot something, you can come and tell me." Jeongguk offered him a delicate smile once he explained where everything was in his room.

"Thank you." His eyes were chock-full of fondness and gratefulness as he gazed at him. "Thank you so much, Jeongguk." He neared him with one stride and clasped him tightly.

His body tensed at the sudden action, but he relaxed rather soon, and he girdled his small waist with his arms. He rested his chin on his shoulder as Taehyung tucked his face into the curve of his neck. For some reason, he always did that whenever he hugged him. Maybe because he wanted to get another dose of his heady scent, but he would never admit that, nor to Jeongguk, nor to himself.

"I think I'm too excited to sleep," the older mumbled against his neck.

The feeling of Taehyung's lips brushing against his weak spot had his heartbeat soaring, but he couldn't bring himself to pull away. Instead, he hummed softly and caressed his nape, bringing him even closer if that was possible. "You wanna talk?" he whispered and took a drag of his sweet-scented, floral aroma, which he couldn't get enough of.