What's on Your Mind?

15

About a week passed where both Yoongi and Taehyung shared a bed at night. It became so routine that when Yoongi had to stay behind in the Genius Lab or another studio in the Hybe building, he would either be joined by Taehyung or come home to find him already snuggled in his bed. Yoongi became fond of the younger in a way that he hadn’t ever thought he could be. They weren’t ever this close before, as they shared many interests, but these past few days taught them both that quality time and physical touch was far more important to them than they ever realised. 

Yoongi was currently in the Genius Lab working on a new single using tracks he whipped together in the previous week. He was focusing on the song so hard that he didn’t hear someone knock and enter, the keys on the lock already being pressed, the door clicking open and shut. What gave the other person away was the smell of food. A plastic bag with 2 dishes of bibimbap and some freshly made kimbap sat on the table behind him. The aroma was a delightful reminder that he needed his lunch. Suddenly blocking his vision, two tanned large hands covered his eyes. Through his headphones he heard a deep giggle and instantly knew it was Taehyung. When he turned around he spotted the food laid out with two canned beers on the table. There was even a small punnet of strawberries too. 

Wordlessly the two tucked into the meal with small smiles on their faces, squashed up on the sofa, knees brushing. This sort of thing had been happening often. Their unofficial dates started as an invasion on Yoongi’s end, as he hadn’t anticipated Taehyung visiting and insisting every lunchtime they eat together. He felt overwhelmed at first but slowly warmed to the idea. They tried different foods and even, when they had the chance the younger would bring food prepared by his family to share. He felt very loved, to say the least. None of the members knew about their lunchtimes and they liked it that way; it was precious and something of their own. Yoongi felt Taehyung’s eyes on him. “What’s on your mind?” Yoongi asked.

Taehyung chuckled at being caught, “I was thinking back to the night you got drunk and you were showering me with compliments. It was cute.” Yoongi felt heat on his ears and rolled his eyes. He wished the younger wouldn’t remember it because what had happened after made him cringe with embarrassment. He still didn’t remember what happened that night and refrained from asking anyone. Well, he didn’t know until now. “You were saying how handsome and pretty I am. And you kept cuddling me and petting me.” The brunette teased as he leaned in closer, slowly eating a strawberry, staring at Yoongi’s face. The latter avoided his gaze and tried to push him back, but Taehyung stayed persistent. Taehyung reached for another strawberry and brought it close to Yoongi’s mouth, “Ahh.” He whispered.

Yoongi bit the strawberry. He took the stem in his own hands and placed it in the punnet. “Look at me hyung.” Taehyung took in Yoongi’s features. His soft cat eyes which avoided his gaze, the pink lips and button nose. So cute! “Hyung, I really like spending time with you and you make me really happy. I think I like you.” Taehyung had wanted to say more but he was scared he’d frighten his hyung. It was even frightening to him, finally admitting out loud that he liked the other. But he was impatient and wanted to say at least something! Not everything but at least a little bit of how this new found relationship made him feel.

Taehyung wasn’t surprised at all when he saw Yoongi’s reaction. He knew deep down that rejection would be the most expected reaction from his hyung but it still hurt nonetheless. Yoongi bowed his head a little with a soft smile. His polite rejection smile. The look he gave coworkers, fans and even strangers when they offered something he didn't want or like. And to be able to recognise and receive it was heartbreaking. Taehyung closed his eyes and turned his body away. He didn’t want to face this rejection. He knew it was coming and he knew it would leave a kitten shaped hole in his heart for all eternity but there was nothing he could do.

“I-I like you too. Well at least I really enjoy all the moments we spend alone.” Yoongi laughed slightly to himself, “I didn't ever expect to feel like this, let alone with a member, but knowing it could be you I’m happy. You make me feel happier than I expected. So, thanks Tae.” Yoongi looked up to see the younger’s stunned expression. Yoongi knew that Taehyung was anxious about his reaction. He could feel it radiating onto him. Yoongi hadn’t even planned to confess, hell, he didn’t even know what he felt. It all just came tumbling out of his mouth after a little debate in his mind. What was there to lose? He’d asked himself. Well, apparently nothing.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around the blonde with full power. Their bodies were crushed together against the sofa with Taehyung’s head nestled in Yoongi’s neck. Yoongi let their bodies flop down so he was below the younger. Taehyung moved to see Yoongi’s face. He was so close he could see the little freckle on Yoongi’s pale cheek. Taehyung smiled, he couldn’t believe the situation he was in. Both boys felt like giggling. “Hyung, can I kiss you?” Taehyung asked, voice barely a whisper, sweet breath fanning the face below him. Yoongi hesitated, scared of what was happening. Was this okay? Did he even want this?

He felt his heart thumping in his chest and he was sure Taehyung felt it against his own. His arm slowly wrapped around the younger’s back and made its way up to tangle in the soft brunette curls. Taehyung waited patiently for his hyung’s response.