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Chapter 8 : First meeting
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Dressed in a casual black loose jacket with black jeans and a black coloured hat, Taehyung couldn't help but admire the entire scene. Admire him. Again. It was as if a dream was being played in front of him, that he was unable to believe anything.
But he knew that it was the truth. Without any excuses.
As his eyes travelled towards Jungkook's face, he noticed how his features still reflected a young boy hidden within him. As he took off his mask, Taehyung's eyes took a look, or more like stared at those lips which he had always been fond of. The most.
As Jungkook took off his sunglasses, Taehyung's eyes fell upon those orbs, those dark orbs which had the capability of drowning anyone and everyone who would look into them. His eyes travelled down his arms, next, which although was covered with sleeves, was completely showing the signs of the tattoos that Jungkook had added to his already existing tattoos since then. But they didn't lessen the attractiveness of them at all.
In fact, everything about Jungkook was the same. He held the same attraction as before. It might have grown by now, looking at his aura. He held that same loving aura, those same obsessing and trapping eyes. He still had the same smile worth a million hearts. He still had those stars in his presence which were capable of making their own galaxy out of them.
Jungkook greeted everyone formally with the same bunny smile of his of which Taehyung was, and maybe still is, a fan of. In a matter of a few moments, Jungkook's heartfelt eyes fell upon Taehyung and the lips were pressed in a straight line which were held upwards.
He blinked a few times before walking forward and bringing his hands in front of Taehyung, while Taehyung just kept staring at him with an expressionless face.
"Nice to meet you, Mr Kim." He said as he waited for Taehyung to shake hands with him. But Taehyung just stood there without even blinking once, before his chain of continuous stare was broken by the voice he adored, again. "Mr Kim?"
His voice was still as malicious as it was before. It was still as dreamy as it was before. The same angelic feeling, the same softness, the same comfort. Still capable of blooming thousands of flowers.
Taehyung immediately looked down before blinking several times and looked up again, adjoining the layers of his hand to the layers of Jungkook's. As they both shook hands, it didn't take Taehyung a second to know what was going on inside Jungkook. It was the same as him.
He knew quite well that Jungkook had been longing for his touch as well. He had been longing for his presence as well. But it's funny how time never allowed and will never allow the lovers to have a peaceful end which is not full of thorns. Many thorns. Through which all the hearts included are to be broken at least once.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr Jeon."
Jungkook kept looking into Taehyung's eyes and still was unable to process how 'Kook' turned into 'Mr Jeon'. He was still unable to process how nicely life had played its game.
While the same thought was crossing Taehyung's mind as well. How did all those nicknames turn into just a formal 'Mr Kim' in the end?
For this case wasn't only meant to be about lovers. It could even be about the hidden lovers, who were hidden behind the bars of a certain relationship, scared to even let their love out and break those bars, unknown of the result of having been hurt by breaking the bars or having been happy to come out of the bars in the end.