"Hey Tae, keep your hands relaxed"
the blue hair nodded and abided by the request.
"Good, now throw your head a little back in a seductive way"
the blue hair tried to do that as well.
"Perfect, now spread your legs for me"
the blue hair's eyes went wide at that. "What?"
"Yeah, you're posing for a fucking underwear commercial, love. You can't sit stiff and expect the audience to fall for a saint"
"Now please, spread your leg and sit like you are completely relaxed in the piece"
Taehyung sat on a couch, placed in a luxury bathroom that was designed like a set. He was wearing a black boxer that went up to his mid-thighs and a white see-through shrug that lazily went up to his knees. The look was extremely sexy but Taehyung rather felt vulnerable and exposed. Too exposed in front of too many people. The blue hair was visibly stiff and completely uncomfortable. Too many eyes gawking at him and judging his every move. But the truth is he needed the money and this commercial offered him as much as he needed.
Park Bogum was aware of his loans and bills from the hospital that he was supposed to pay in order to carry on his grandmother's treatment. He was the only one he had ever opened up to about his life's problems. call him naive and stupid in the early stages of their relationship that made him blindly trust this guy. Whereas the brown hair was just feeding on his vulnerabilities. Since the blue hair stepped out of the changing room in the overtly exposing outfit, the photographer has been eye fucking him. his gaze focused on the exposed skin of the blue hair. While he pretended to adjust him in uncomfortable poses when the reality was entirely different. He was just feeding visuals of nearly naked Taehyung to his horny self because the blue absolutely ignored the boner he had the whole time. The blue hair didn't wanna know what went in his mind as he knew it must be something ugly.
He was aware of his whims. Too aware. He was a pathetic photographer who was corrupting the modelling industry with his unholy activities. Then why did Taehyung agree to this commercial? Money. That was the only reason. He needed to save his grandmother. She was everything to him. She was the reason he was alive and free of the toxic home. But she was suffering from heart disease and has been on treatment for several months but recently her health was getting bad. Nobody knew this Taehyung. Ever so sassy and straightforward Kim Taehyung had this side too. Getting eye-rapped willingly, just to earn money. it wasn't easy. The desperation of the human mind was like a little bitch.
He fled to Paris when he was 20 and wasn't even a college graduate. In a city like Paris, any high-paying job required qualifications and he had none. Jimin's graduation on the other hand was taken care of by Yoongi and the elder did offer Taehyung too. But self-respect was too important to him. So he somehow made some excuses and didn't take the help.
This is why, when Bogum asked him to 'spread his legs in front of 15 other people, he had to do it. Hesitantly and desperately ignoring the little smirk on Bogum's face, he did 'spread his legs'.
Once the shoot was over, he rushed to the changing room. Locked the door and crashed to the floor, crying. What is this life? Why so many hardships? Everything he loved was getting snatched away from him. Was he not capable of being loved? Was that the reason that Jungkook might've given up on him? All he had was grandma, and now even she was slowly dying? Taehyung cried and cried. The pain was too much and he's been holding it inside him for too long.
After spending some time he dressed up, washed his face, got a grip on himself and walked out.
"Bogum?", he called out the photographer and the man turned to face him.
"um, the previous payment, for the bedsheet commercial, is still pending"
Bugum shrugged, "is it?"
"Yeah"
The brown hair didn't reply and fished out his phone and started scrolling. Completely ignoring the blue hair's questioning gaze.
When he didn't reply, Tae added, "When do they plan to do that? I have bills to pay"
"don't be petty, baby. I told you, whenever the ad starts performing, they'll do the payment. And please, I have to work on the picture editing. Have to make your sorry face look a little better on the screen or who knows even these people avoid paying you"
Taehyung was left shocked. He felt trapped and helpless. He was so fucked up.
-*-*-*-
"kook did you pack your stuff, you're finally going back to Paris or should I say finally going back to your lover"
Jungkook didn't react to that. He was unexpectedly silent. Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows when his little comment didn't receive any desired reaction.
The ravenette asked instead, "Why did you come here?"
the elder understood his confusion and replied, "Mr. Min told me that he needed you for the Versailles project and that Taehyung, that's his name right? He isn't doing too well without you. Plus when I came to know about Hania's involvement in the entire picture, I kind off guessed the rest of the story. You were avoiding my calls so I had no choice but to jump right into the matter and fix the damage I did unknowingly to your love life"
Jungkook sighed.
"the guy loves you too much kook, you shouldn't waste any more time and run back to him. tell me should I book the flight that's 5 hours from now? It's too early but I want you to be all happy and giggly. This gloomy lost bunny look doesn't suit you"
Jungkook didn't respond to that as well. instead, the words echoed in his mind 'The guy loves you too much'. was Jungkook worthy of being loved? after avoiding the blue hair for so long because of his fucked up self, did he deserve his love at all? "hyung, book me a flight to Busan, instead"
-*-*-*-
"Jimin-ah, Tae's phone been ringing like forever", the kittenish man walked up to his boyfriend in the kitchen. Preparing for dinner while the blue hair slept in his room after returning too tired from work.
"shh, hyung don't shout. Tae finally got some sleep after stirring uncomfortably for so long. whose calling?"
"It's an unknown number"
the younger furrowed his eyes at that. Who was this eager to reach his roommate and didn't even have their number saved in his directory? So to calm his suspicious ass he swiped to answer the call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Mr Kim, I am talking from Busan City Hospital, your grandmother has been shifted to ICU as she hasn't been responding to the treatment. Please clear the hospital dues and also transfer the deposit for further treatment in the next 10 days. In case of failure, we're sorry but we'll have to stop the treatment. We've waited long enough Mr. Kim. Thank you"
and the call hung up. Jimin was left speechless as if the cat caught his tongue. Taehyung hid such a big problem from him? But why? Did he not trust me? And it seemed like this has been going on for far too long and he had no idea. He felt like somebody had dumped a bucket of ice-cold water on him.
"Baby, are you all right?"
"no"
"What happened? tell me"
"Yoongi, baby, can you book us a ticket to Busan?"
-*-*-*-
Jungkook stood before a wooded door to an apartment. Contemplating on whether to ring the bell or not. Why was he in Busan? To meet his family? No to confront them? Yes. But how? He didn't know. His parents were good people. Supported his life choices, no matter how stupid or irrelevant they looked at first. They had an undying faith in him. this was one of the reasons why Jungkook felt the pressure to make them proud of himself at all costs. Until Jungkook came out as gay. The same supportive parents were disappointed in him. though they had given him the freedom to date according to his own will, but not in the open. It didn't feel too big of a condition at first. he had flings here and there but nothing serious ever happened. He was fine, at least he fooled himself into that thought until Kim Taehyung walked in his life. And Jungkook felt the need to claim his love in front of the world, not be ashamed of it and give it the respect it deserved.
In the past, his parents often pressured him time and again over dating Hania, as they thought she was the right girl for their family. But how does it matter when Jungkook wasn't wired to love a girl? Does it matter who the girl was? Absolutely not! Since Paris, his mind, his heart and all his senses craved only Kim Taehyung. and he would love him with all he had. So here he was, in Busan to confront his parents about dating Kim Taehyung. not necessarily seek their permission because he was fucking 26 and was independent, he didn't need anyone's permission. But all he expected was his parent's blessings.
after contemplating enough he stretched out to ring the doorbell. But before he could touch the button the door to the apartment swung open and a tall handsome man with wide shoulders, stood by the door with a wide grin. "did you glue yourself over there kookie? I've been watching you stand there like a maniac at my door from the led screen. do you realise you look like a freaking thief in front of my apartment? God knows what hell would've been unleashed if Mrs So, my neighbour, saw you standing like that. Now c'mon get in, before you get arrested for acting like a freak. Also, I've to leave for the hospital soon"
Jungkook just blinked absentmindedly. He couldn't believe the sight before his eyes. It's been too long since he saw him since he got scolded like that since he's been addressed as 'kookie' ever so lovingly like that. Oh god, he missed this man. Without any further exchange of words, he gently let his luggage fall on the ground and threw his arms around, the other man's neck, making him stumble back a little and hugged him tight. A relief. Yes. That's what he felt after so long. So so long. He tightened his grip around him with desperation. and the man hugged him back with equal intensity. Gently running his palm on the younger's back.
As if a hug from this man was all he needed to crumble down and he sobbed in his arms. Hiding his face in the crook of his neck, wetting the garment of his lab court with his tears, he sobbed. "I missed you, hyung", a muffled sob escaping his lips yet again. This man was the only one who ever saw him crying. Saw him being so pathetic and never judging. Instead, shushing his doubts about himself and reassuring him that he, no matter what will take care of him. And he did. At every given moment.
While still having the younger in his embrace the man somehow managed to grab the luggage, entered the apartment and closed the door after. "Baby, calm down. Tell, hyung, what happened?", and the elder offered him water.
After gulping down a handful amount, the younger sniffled. The elder wiped his tears and caressed the ravenette's cheeks lovingly. Finally, after a moment of silence, he spoke up, "I love 'him', Jin Hyung"