#rep;tae

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She gave a shy laugh, and a small shrug, legs straight out in front of her as she sat down. “I can’t say that I came to that conclusion in a happy manner but I suppose the outcome can be happy when it comes down to it. For someone at least. Cause you’re still alive and someone is happy for that. Even if sometimes you aren’t and you think it’s hard.”

Hana looked up, her nose wriggling slightly as she sighed. “But…. it’s got to be a step in the right direction, huh? At least I think so.”

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        "So tell me." 

        Taehyung started, taking his hamburger up to his mouth and giving it a big bite, humming contently to have junk food after so long. He had been craving for that for a long time but eating alone wasn't fun nor enjoyable so he kept himself from doing that. Gladly Byungjoo accepted hanging out on his free time so they could even talk and have fun together. The conversations were always fun and he knew he could be playful as much as he wanted without worrying.

         "Hyung, when are you going to teach me how to dance?" 

"I’m tired and I don’t want to get up just yet…" Yoongi pouted befor returning onto his side and curling up into a small ball. Looking over at his lover he reached out and made a small grabby hand. "Can we cuddle for a little while then get up?"

      He was nervous. That call...it shouldn't ever happened. Biting down on his thumb and walking from a side to another on his apartment, Taehyung kept thinking on a good way to tell his boyfriend what was going on, because Yoongi would notice his nervousness easily. Taehyung couldn't hide anything from him. 'I need to go back'? 'My family want me back in England'? 'That thing I told you about needing to come back someday is calling me now'? Oh man, there was no fucking good way to tell him that. But he needed to. 

     So Yoongi arrived his apartment and probably had no slight idea of what was happening or was about to happen. Taehyung couldn't leave him behind, the chances of that happen was zero. If he had to go, so his boyfriend would go with him. "Um, baby..." He started, a little more nervous than he thought, rubbing the back of his neck. "Do you...do you remember when I said someday I'd need to come back to England? Um...so... I just received a call." And at every moment he watched his boyfriend's expressions, not wanting him to get the wrong idea of what he was saying. 

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Yoongi leaned over to let the other wipe his mouth before sniffling a bit and squirming in his seat. “It tastes so good, I can’t stop,” he said simply as he soon went in for another big bite. Chewing, a soft whine left him and he sniffles some more.