sleeping arrangements.

BOXES

taehyung focus
taehyung was in love. he already knew this but it was for definite now, taehyung thinks as he lays on his bed with a thumping heart and butterflies wreaking havoc in his stomach.

the lunch date was awkward but it ended smoothly, and now taehyung rested for a little while before he could start studying again.

he wears a smile on his pink lips as he thinks back to the moments he fell for jungkook; remembering the way jungkook had chased him after school  so he would keep mum about his 'secret'. taehyung laughs to himself as he remembers jungkook lying face down in mud on the camping trip, when jungkook had cooked him burnt eggs and the time jungkook had asked to use taehyung's butt to masturbate to.

taehyung's cheeks are pink as he laughs, rolling around on his duvet whilst reminiscing jungkook's past antics. he stops rolling eventually and stares up at the ceiling, slightly out of breath.

i like, no - love jungkook.
love? yeah, i love jungkook. i really do, taehyung tells himself, blushing at the memory of jungkook's lips pressing against his cheek just a few minutes ago. he grins, jungkook jungkook jungkook, i really do love you.

taehyung sits up cross legged on his bed and looks outside his window, his smile screaming clear joy. his brown eyes sidle over to the packing boxes stacked by the window. taehyung's smile falters a little.

his smile completely drops as he's reminded about moving into college and sharing a dorm with a stranger. he brings his knees up to his chin and wraps his arms around himself, worry emanating from him.
he sighs and pushes himself off the bed, wandering over to the boxes. he kneels besides them and stares at the brown card, thoughtfully.

soon, you'll have to pack your clothes, you books, your everything away and move out of this room.
taehyung looks around his room; the room he lived in since he was 8 and would have to move out in a couple of week's time.

you'll go to college soon. you'll leave your mom, and jungkook will move to busan, you'll be alone.

taehyung leans against the cardboard and looks out of the window, expressionless. he watches a bunch of ecstatic kids cycle down the road, baring their teeth as they race down the tarmac. he sighs quietly,

i don't want to be alone.