In the stillness of the studio, Taehyung watched Jeongguk from the corner of his eye. The younger member was hunched over, intensely focused on his guitar. There was a calm aura around Jeongguk, but for Taehyung, everything felt chaotic. He’d been feeling something he couldn’t explain—something more than friendship.
Jeongguk caught him staring. "What’s up, hyung?" he asked, his voice teasing, but his eyes curious.
Taehyung snapped out of his trance. "Nothing. Just... thinking."
"About what?" Jeongguk pressed, sitting up and moving closer.
Taehyung hesitated. He’d never been good at expressing his feelings. But something about Jeongguk made it all too hard to hide. "About you," he said softly, the words feeling unfamiliar on his tongue.
Jeongguk’s gaze softened, as if he understood. "I think about you too, hyung," he whispered, his voice barely audible.
The world seemed to pause. Taehyung felt his pulse quicken. In that quiet moment, their hearts spoke louder than any words ever could. Jeongguk took a step closer, his hand brushing against Taehyung’s. The simple touch set off a wave of emotions.
“I’ve never been good at saying what I feel,” Taehyung admitted.
“Then don’t,” Jeongguk replied with a gentle smile. “Just let me show you.”
And just like that, they both leaned in, the distance between them vanishing. Their kiss wasn’t hurried or forceful—it was tender, soft, as if they were both savoring the moment they’d waited so long for.
When they pulled apart, their foreheads rested together, breathing softly in sync. Taehyung smiled, the weight lifting from his heart. “Together?” he whispered.
Jeongguk nodded, his eyes filled with quiet certainty. “Always.”
From that day on, they navigated their love in the spaces between music and laughter, between silences and glances. It wasn’t always perfect, but it was their own kind of beautiful. Unique. Real.
