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jeon jΟ…ngΔΈooΔΈ ([personal profile] lovestrippedbare) wrote2019-03-09 03:19 pm
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There are times, Jungkook thinks, when unexpected changes in plan work out for the best. Giving up on the idea of Busan during winter break wasn't the easiest choice at the time — Jungkook had expected it to be the highlight of their winter, and giving into the pressure of Yeongwook's blackmailing hurt on multiple levels. But distance seemed safest. Planning, biding their time, having Jungkook carefully siphon a portion of his allowance over to Yoongi for safekeeping, every passing day made the trip feel more viable again, until the two of them suddenly realized that Yoongi's birthday would be an easy occasion to leave for, and that was that.

They've picked up memories along the way. The first night Jungkook had Yoongi stay over. The first dinner together with his mother, with her offering countless thanks for helping her youngest with his studies. A trip out to a nameless beach, all seven of them together, huddled and bracing against the last of the winter winds.

Getting to March isn't as difficult as Jungkook expected it to be, and now that they're here, the wait has made everything all the sweeter.

He takes countless pictures with his camera — of their seats together on the train, of the little box meals they buy from the lady with the cart. Of the ramyeon they buy an hour later, when it's clear that the box meals are more packaging than substance.

Of Yoongi, staring out the window of the train car, a soft smile on his face.

At first, Jungkook struggled with the idea of spending much of Yoongi's birthday on the train, but the trip to Busan takes several hours at best, which would have required missing class on Friday. Seeing Yoongi's peaceful expression on the train helps to set a little of that regret to rest, as does the stifled laughter they share as they stumble down the hall to their room in the hotel.

"Hotel Elysee," Jungkook says with a flourish as he waits for Yoongi to swipe their room key. "Is that, like, French?"
likedriedflowerpetals: (positive) *_* (I bloom for you)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-01-30 09:36 am (UTC)(link)
The days and miles fly by faster than Yoongi ever would have imagined, and each one has been its own kind of gift, more than Yoongi would have dared to ask for this time last year. It would be nice if he could say that each of those days was easy; it's better still to be able to say Jungkook helped him get through all of them. He's been holding onto the idea of this trip for a while now, excited to get out of town for a little while, promising the others they would celebrate on another day. Today, this journey, it's just for him and Jungkook.

When he's thought of it, he's imagined freedom. Maybe not absolute, but enough. Being somewhere no one knows them, they can be exactly who they are, freedom granted through anonymity. He's hardly about to make out with Jungkook in public, but there won't be any need to look over his shoulder here before kissing his cheek or holding his hand. He couldn't ask for a better present, even if it means getting up early on a Saturday. It's worth it.

As they make it to the door of their room, Yoongi laughs. "Like French," he agrees. "I'm not sure it actually is French, but who cares?" It sounds like that one big street in Paris, Champs Γ‰lysΓ©es. He's never had a particular desire to go to Paris over other various options, but he'd like it, he thinks, if they went together. For now, he's happy just to swipe the card and let them into their room. Letting out a contented sigh, he takes off his backpack and flicks on the light switch, dumping his bag near the wall before reaching back for Jungkook's hand.

For the first time, even if it's borrowed, they're in a room that's entirely their own.

"All ours."
likedriedflowerpetals: (positive) :D (got diamonds in my eyes for you)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-01-31 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi beams, enjoying the possessiveness of Jungkook's words, and lifts his head to kiss him instead of answering. There are so many possibilities, it would be overwhelming, except he finds he doesn't entirely care which they do first. He's excited to do any of it. Any choice will be the right one. It's nice just to be on his feet and in Jungkook's arms.

"All of it," he says, free hand resting at Jungkook's shoulder, thumb brushing gently against his neck. "The water first and we can do our research there." Part of him is tempted to say to hell with it and take Jungkook to bed now, but they'll have time for that later. While he'd like to think they have plenty of trips in their future, he's not going to waste this first one. Jungkook must be right, he thinks. This must be how honeymoons feel, the world suddenly opening up at their feet.

He hesitates a moment, though, head tipping to the side, as he considers the possibility of a gift. "You didn't have to get me anything. This trip is enough."
likedriedflowerpetals: [music] (neutral, positive) (the subtle grace of gravity)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-02 11:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Aish, this trip is present enough," Yoongi says, flustered but pleased as he sits down beside Jungkook, taking the gift. "You're all the present I need." It sounds facetious, he thinks, but it's true. There's nothing more he needs than what he has right here.

Still, he's not about to say no. He can't pretend he doesn't like that Jungkook thought of him, spent time looking for something that would make him happy. That in itself is enough; anything he could have picked would make Yoongi happy. He tugs at the paper, pulling at the edges until it starts to come clear of the box. His head tipping to the side, he grins. "A jewelry box?" Opening the box itself, he pulls it free, the small piano absolutely perfect in his eyes. "Finally we have our own piano."

There's a key to turn, the kind for music boxes, and he does, winding it before lifting the lid. As the soft tinkling notes play, his eyes widen, smile softening. "PathΓ©thique. Gguk... Thank you." He's never going to be able to hear this song and not think of their first kiss. "It's perfect."
likedriedflowerpetals: (positive) :D (hymn for the hymnless)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-03 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi grins, running his fingers over the tiny piano, traces them over the immobile keys. It's a perfect container for his jewelry, for anything but the ring he hasn't taken off in months, except, occasionally, to play. It's such a thoughtful choice, and while Yoongi wouldn't expect any less from Jungkook than such consideration, it still touches him to see it, to hear the delicate melody playing, always a part of their story.

Setting it carefully down on the bed beside him, he turns, a hand lifting to Jungkook's cheek as he leans in to kiss him. "I love it," he says. "Thank you." It's at once practical and beautiful and sentimental, and he's genuinely moved by the choice. They've spent so many hours at the piano bench together, the instrument itself seems as much a symbol of their love as the song does. Draping his arms over Jungkook's shoulders, he pulls him close for a hug. "No offense to Fur Elise, but this is much better."
likedriedflowerpetals: (positive) :D (hymn for the hymnless)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-03 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Our song," Yoongi echoes, smiling. It is their song. They have so many, and each one has its meaning, but nothing's ever going to be quite like this, a perpetual reminder of their confessions. His hand lifting to Jungkook's hair, he breathes in deeply, eyes falling shut. "I think we have good reason to play favorites. God, I love you."

He drops his head to press a kiss to Jungkook's shoulder, grinning against fabric. "We should get out of here," he says. "If we stay much longer, I'm not leaving." It would be so easy to keep kissing, to fall into Jungkook's arms, sink back into bed, and refuse to go anywhere else, but they came to Busan to explore, not just to have sex. That can wait for later.
likedriedflowerpetals: [jungkook] (positive) so fond (take me to the feeling)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-04 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi laughs at the sound Jungkook makes, slinging his arm around the other boy's shoulder so he can lean in to kiss his cheek. Hidden away behind locked doors, he's so easily affectionate, so happy just to dote on Jungkook. He likes this part of him, likes how easy it is just to be happy and in love. He has much more practice hiding, even now.

"Ah, see?" he says, nuzzling against Jungkook's neck. "So we have to go see the city. It wouldn't be right to come all this way and β€” did he ever mention anywhere in particular?" If there's somewhere in this city that has definite memories connected to Jungkook's father, they have to go, even if those memories happened long before Jungkook was born.

He pulls away to open his bag, digging into it to retrieve his wallet before they head out.
likedriedflowerpetals: [fire] (neg, neutral) (this is fine)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-05 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
It's so fucking tempting to give up on going out. After hours spent in the company of others, hands kept to themselves, just to have Jungkook touch him ignites a sense of longing in his gut that has him wavering. Wallet found, he slides it into his pocket, then closes what distance is left between them for a kiss.

"Food and Gamcheon," he says. "We can do that easily." He's hardly going to complain about fish cakes and hotteok, or anything that might help keep the spark of Jungkook's father alive. He has a fondness for the man. He'd like to think that at least one of Jungkook's parents approves of their relationship. "Come on."

Reluctant though he is, he draws back and leads Jungkook out into the hall again. There will be plenty of time later to get lost in each other.
likedriedflowerpetals: [jungkook] (positive) so fond (take me to the feeling)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-06 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi leans in, rests his forehead against Jungkook's, his smile warm and open. He knows they should still be at least a little careful. Still, it seems doubtful that anyone who sees them will care all that much about the two of them holding hands and talking close, about lingering looks. They might be bothered, but most people, he's willing to bet, will keep it to themselves anyway if they're offended, and who gives a fuck about them anyway?

"Everywhere," he echoes. "Absolutely everywhere. Paris. New York. London. Tiny places in between where no one goes, just us."

The elevator dings and the doors slides open, and Yoongi steps backwards into the empty elevator, not waiting for the doors to close again before he kisses Jungkook. "Anywhere you want to go." He'll make it happen. As long as they're together, Yoongi knows, that will be more than enough, but still he craves the chance to give Jungkook everything he could dream of.
likedriedflowerpetals: [jungkook] (positive) soft boy :( (I'd run awayβ€š I'd run away with you)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-06 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
They don't have very far to go, and Yoongi wishes the ride were longer, that they could just stand here, could just enjoy each other with no fear of interruption. Even so, he's happy. That still feels like a novelty sometimes.

"Definitely Vienna," he agrees, smiling, hand lifting to Jungkook's cheek before he steals another kiss. "We could just run off and backpack across Europe." He pulls away reluctantly as the elevator shudders to a stop. Times like this, it feels like they're getting away with something they shouldn't be doing, private and public at the same time, and it's hard not to want more. Busan is waiting, though, a whole city to explore hand in hand.

He reaches for Jungkook's as the elevator doors open. "But Busan is a good start."
likedriedflowerpetals: [jungkook] (positive) so fond (take me to the feeling)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-07 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Yoongi purses his lips, stifling a laugh. "But I like how you sound already," he says, leading the way to the exit. "Don't go changing on me."

They left out early enough that the sun is still high as they leave the hotel, still plenty of time ahead of them to knock a few items off their wish list of things to do. He lets go of Jungkook's hand, digging his phone out of his jacket pocket so he can pull up the map, trying to figure out their best route to the water.

"But, no, it didn't take too long," he says. "This was perfect timing." He can't think of a better way to spend his birthday.
likedriedflowerpetals: [jungkook, music] (positive, neutral) (into your heart from under your skin)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-07 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Yoongi laughs, shaking his head at Jungkook. "That was terrible," he says. "And I'd rather do the whisking, thank you." He may not be some dashing fisherman or anyone's idea of a prince or a knight, but for all that he likes it when Jungkook holds him at night, how safe he feels, he'd prefer to be the protector most of the time. Besides, Jungkook sweeps him off his feet often enough.

"That looks like a good choice," he adds, nodding. "Let's head that way." Tucking his phone back in his pocket, he reaches again for Jungkook's hand. "I hope you're not dreaming of such a man. I'm not letting you get whisked away from me."

Even that has him stifling a laugh. It's nice, really, to be so comfortable he can tease like that, knowing it's utter nonsense. There won't ever be anyone else for them.
likedriedflowerpetals: (positive) but also a little like "are you serious?" (angels were never meant to fall)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-09 09:15 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe it makes him vain, but Yoongi never tires of hearing these things, the apparently endless list of reasons Jungkook finds him attractive. He doesn't do anything as silly as preen at hearing it, but he smiles, slightly smug. He's said before he likes himself better through Jungkook's eyes, and he means it. When he steps back to look at these things the way his boyfriend does, he seems like a better, stronger, smarter person, vision less clouded by his own cruel brain.

Even so, joke or not, he intends to work hard, to keep investing himself in this relationship, for the rest of his life.

"Clearly," he teases, glancing over. "Though maybe I should start affecting an accent. Keep your eyes from wandering while we're here."
likedriedflowerpetals: [jungkook] (neutral, positive) (I was taken with the tide)

[personal profile] likedriedflowerpetals 2019-02-09 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Yoongi's heart leaps and races, a potent mix of excitement and concern and love. He doesn't want to invite trouble, but being close with Jungkook like this is so easy and natural, feels so good, he can hardly find it in him to worry who might see and what they'll think. He likes this too much to care, his smile fading into something softer. He leans forward to rest his forehead against Jungkook's.

"I know," he says warmly. "Just like you're the only one for me, Jeon Jungkook." It's been a long, long time since he so much as gave anyone else a second glance. Why would he now, his vision full of Jungkook? He smooths his hand over Jungkook's chest to rest against his neck, tempted just to kiss him here and now. He's not quite that reckless, though, at least not when Jungkook's safety is as much in question as his own. "Maybe I just like being reminded."

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