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Taehyung was sitting in the back of a car with Yeontan leaning onto his leg.

The car was standing still, no movement.

He was alone, except for his dog of course, looking outside the open door, breathing in the wind of the sea, the smell of good weather, gazing dreamily at the clouds in the sky.

Life was good, he was happy here.

And old man came around every once or twice a day, to deliver newspapers.

He always cleaned the postbox then too, because he was kind.

Taehyung rather thought of him as weird.

He had never seen any type of reaction from this man, whether Taehyung thanked him or asked him something.

The man has just always stared at him, then turned around and left.

Yeontan found him quite interesting, to say the least.

He wanted to jump at him, but Taehyung knew the man wouldn't have liked that, cause he always flinched and had this weird look on his face, so he decided, he'd take Yeontan on his leash whenever the man was around.

Today, he saw the old man walking towards his van again, looking at him, questioning why Taehyung was sitting there, and placed a roll of newspaper in the postbox.

This time though, he didn't clean it.

Instead, he came closer to Taehyung, struggled to walk because of his leg and Yeontan immediately stood up but Tae was just right about time to hold him back.

Yeontan's paw landed right in his face.

Taehyung didn't mind it, he was just glad, that it didn't get into the face of the man, because that would have been a bit chaotic and he knew that the man was scared of his dog.

But the man came even closer and placed his hand on Taehyung's cheek.

"What are you doing? No no, not you, I don't want that", Taehyung said, being sure the man would jerk back and apologize.

But he didn't.

He stroked Taehyung's cheek up and down but Tae grabbed his wrist and tried to pull his hand off his face.

"I said stop!"

The old man, grabbed Taehyung's wrists in his one hand, holding them above Taehyung's head, pressing them into the back of the seat.

"Hey!"

With one free hand, the man went along Taehyung's skin, stroking his armpit with one finger, traveling closer to his chest.

"I don't want that! Hey!"

Taehyung opened his eyes, panting against the pillow.

The room around him was dark, he was in his bed, in the dorm, in seoul.

Breathing heavily, he sat up and leaned against the wall.

He pulled his legs up to his chest and hugged himself.

What a dream.

He closed his eyes.

Why did he have to insist that Jungkook and him slept separately tonight?

He took a big sip from the water bottle next to his bed.

Would Jungkook mind if Taehyung slept at his?

He could explain that he had a bad dream.

Surely, he wouldn't mind.

So pathetic, he thought to himself.

Jungkook will know that he was right after all.

Earlier that day, he had said that Taehyung wouldn't be able to sleep without him.

Taehyung didn't want Jungkook to be right.

Taehyung didn't want to be wrong.

But he didn't want to be alone right now either.

If an old man would ever try to climb into his room, Jungkook would fight him off, even if they'd been arguing. Right?

Should he go to Jimin?

After all, he was still a bit angry at Jungkook.

But he did understand him in a way too.

They'd been trying to find a good date to finally introduce Taehyung to his parents and now Taehyung was going to a party instead.

Maybe Jungkook had been right all along.

Maybe Taehyung put his priorities wrong.

But he hadn't spend weeks with his best friend either.

And he thought Jungkook would understand.

Stupid to think that.

Taehyung scoffed.

Jungkook doesn't understand anyone but himself.

He sighed.

Stupid overthinker.

Of course Jungkook understands. He is just a bit angry but for fair reasons!

Maybe Taehyung shouldn't have yelled at him.

He layed down and closed his eyes.

Of course he'd be able to sleep without Jungkook.

Images of the old man, flushed through his mind.

Finally he picked up his pillow and slurred over to his boyfriend's room.

Painfully slowly he opened the door, hoping that maybe he would turn back and successfully sleep alone.

His tongue tricked him.

"Jungkook", he whispered into the dark.

Jungkook mumbled something.

Tae tiptoed to his bed and climbed under the blanket.

Jungkook was comfortably warm, so Tae immediately snuggled closer.

He breathed in his scent, felt his hair on his forehead.

"I told you", Jungkook mumbled.

"Don't think this changes anything, I'm still mad."

"Yeah yeah, of course not. I'm mad too", he responded and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him closer.

"You okay?", he asked with his sleepy voice.

"Bad dream", Taehyung said.

"Want to talk about it?"

"Not tonight. I just need you right now."

Taehyung heard Jungkook smile and said "shut up."

Then Jungkook laughed silently.

How good that sound was. Jungkook's laugh might be Taehyung's favorite thing in this world.

"Can you hug me, so I can fall asleep?"

Jungkook pulled him onto his chest and started going through his hair for a little bit.

"I'm sorry", he said.

"What?"

"I shouldn't have gotten so angry with you. Of course I would never ask of you to stop spending time with any of your friends, it's just that we've planned that dinner for so long and when we finally got the perfect day-"

"I know. At first I told Jimin that I wasn't going to accompany him. He rolled his eyes at me. He seemed disappointed and hurt and i didn't want him to think that our friendship doesn't mean anything to me since I'm spending so much time with you."

"So…", Jungkook started, "do you want us to spend less time together?"

"No", Taehyung sighed.

"But would it be so terrible to find another day for dinner with your parents?"

Jungkook stroked Taehyung's hair back and kissed him.

"No, it'll be alright. They'll understand. Sleep now, don't think so much."

He pulled him just a tiny bit closer and

in less than 30 seconds, Taehyung was sound asleep.

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Since it's way too hot to sleep, here's another chapter.

Anyone remember which chapters contain smut? I found 49 and 42 so far and i wanna mark them.