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“What have you been up to?’
“Well I’ve started learning french on a language app. It’s just a free trial though, so I’ve been learning simple sentences.” Taehyung is talking to his friend Jimin on the phone, sprawled out on his sectional that still had a pizza box on it from the day before.
“Cool, I’ve always wanted to learn another language, but it’s so time consuming. Give me a sentence monsieur.” Jimin giggles in response, but it’s clearly because of the person with him on the other side of the phone.
“Les chiens sont cool.”
“What does it mean? I feel like you’re low key dissing me.”
Taehyung puts his hands up in surrender, even though the other boy can’t see the action. “No Chim, I said dogs are cool. I’m not that evil.”
“You are that evil! Do I need to remind you of the prank you pulled on me last week?”
Let’s just say it involved a shit ton of balloons and a horrifying clown mask that would even scare the biggest horror fanatics.
“C’mon, you loved it.”
“No!”
“Yes!”
“No!”
“Yes!”
“Hi?” Taehyung hadn’t even heard the apartment door open and close, but Yoongi’s confused greeting was enough for him to hang up on Jimin without a goodbye and scampering over to his boyfriend like an overexcited puppy.
“How was work?"
Yoongi sighs before answering, taking his sweet time to take off his winter jacket. “I have severe writer's block and it’s not helping when I have to have a single ready for that new girl group next week.”
When Yoongi is stressed, Taehyung is stressed, It’s the way his boyfriend’s eyes look red and tired and the stiff body language from sitting in a studio chair all day that makes him wish he could write a song, so Yoongi could finally have a long needed break.
“Here,” Taehyung grabs the coat out of the shorter man’s hands and hangs it on the coat rack messily. “Let’s go cuddle and watch a shitty movie we can make fun of.”
“Sounds good, Let me just change into comfier clothes and I’m all yours.” Yoongi says and makes the motion to kiss his boyfriend’s nose, right on top of the cute little mole that Taehyung tried so hard to cover most of the time.
Taehyung squeals as he makes his way back to the couch, picking up the remote so he could scroll through on demand for a movie. He ends up going through the horror section, clicking on the most cliche looking one. The cover itself was a haunted house background and a blonde actress with her mouth open in terror, so just that could tell you it was a shitty movie.
2 minutes turns into 5 and he wouldn’t be surprised if Yoongi had fallen asleep getting dressed since it’s happened on many occasions.
Taehyung ends up knocking on the door when another five minutes has passed and opens it when he gets a mumbled response. Except the sight in front of him is enough to make him lose his mind.
Yoongi is standing in the middle of the bedroom, half dressed with only an oversized grey sweater that went down to his thighs. That sweater was Taehyung’s and the sleeves were long enough to make sweater paws. Taehyung knew he was weak for his boyfriend, but not this weak.
“I can take it off if it bothers-”
“No! Please keep it on! You look so cute I could die. I just want to take you in my arms and never let you go. Please never stop being cute Min Yoongi or I will not be able to live. I can’t b-”
“Y-You like it?” The blush that appears on Yoongi’s cheek is enough to show that he’s flustered at the shower of compliments he just received.
“Mignon.” French is the only thing that can scramble out of his mouth at the time.
“Hm?”
Taehyung crosses the floor and wraps his arms around his boyfriend’s waist. He doesn’t say anything for a while, just stares adoringly at Yoongi who to him is the best thing that’s ever happened in his 22 years of life.
“It means cute in french. Also known as your true name.”
"Stop flirting and kiss me already."
Taehyung starts with a teasing peck on the corner of his lips and moves to press his lips against Yoongi’s. He smiles against his boyfriend’s lips and pulls away once he’s out of breath.
“Such a dork Tae. I love you.”
“Love you too Yoongs. Wait no, I meant mignon.”
“Stoppp.”
“Never in a million years.
An hour later, Taehyung is trying not to wake up Yoongi as he chews on the leftover kernels in the bowl. Only thirty minutes into the movie and he had fallen asleep, head resting on Taehyung’s lap and fingers intertwined. He just hopes Yoongi can look this peaceful in the time to come.