A lot of songs are included in this story, you can listen to them by clicking on the title of the song, I really do recommend you to hear them! ^^
 

Taehyung was in a very good mood today. Well, he was usually in a good mood, except on the days when he had to wake up at 6.30am. It wasn’t even that early, but he simply wasn’t an early bird. 


So he was in bewilderment when he saw his schedule for the new semester. His lectures on Wednesday and Friday started at 7am in the morning. Why??  Whoever came up with the schedule was the Devil himself! It was pure torture for Taehyung to wake up so early and get ready on time.


 He was currently in his third year of university, majoring in Fine Arts. The course covered a range of subjects from photography, sculpture, graphic design and painting. The last one was definitely his favorite, he just loved drawing so damn much, it was his passion. 


So back to the reason why he was exceptionally hyped up today – he has been painting all afternoon, Monday was his favorite day of the week, simply because he had a Paining class from 1pm to 5pm. To some people it might seem like a lot of time, but once you sit in front of the canvas, the time is never enough, at least for Taehyung. 


His professor was also really nice and usually let the students choose what to draw, he just gave them a theme, a very general one, which gave everyone a lot of freedom. Today’s theme was ‘Nostalgia’ and the brush in Taehyung’s hand started moving on its own once he heard the topic. 


In less than two hours, he was greeted by his grandmother’s beautiful, smiling face. It’s been over a year since she passed away, but Taehyung felt like the old woman was still by his side, watching over him, giving him strength. He had loved her dearly and still had it hard to accept the fact that she was no longer there. 


But looking at the portrait he had just drawn, a smile naturally appeared on his lips. He recalled all the times when his grandmother used to sing him to sleep, play with his hair or tell him stories of her youth. Whenever he visited her house, there was the fresh smell of flowers, the woman’s garden was her treasure. She always fed him with cookies and hot chocolate on the cold afternoons and Taehyung loved spending hours and hours talking or just listening to his grandmother. 


She could no longer answer back, but the boy still spoke to her at times – he asked her for advice or bragged that he had done well on an exam, he told her about his day and mumbled how much he missed her, how much he wanted to see her. 


So, yes… a portrait of his grandmother with a smile on her face, a flower in her hair and a steaming cup in her hands was the definition of Nostalgia for Taehyung. 


He was really pleased with the result and so was his professor who told him that he wanted to include his painting in a showcase entitled ‘Dear One’. Taehyung was overjoyed, he had been praised numerous times over the years, but it was the first time one if his babies would be shown to the world. He was often even called a genius, because most people needed days and days to create a piece of Art, but Taehyung sometimes needed hours, just like today, he was that talanted. It was a simple painting, he mainly used dark colors, so he could fit the theme and yet his work radiated happiness. 


So here he was, an hour after his class had ended - in his favorite café, drinking Ginger Tea Latte, listening to Phonecert, one of his favorite songs by 10cm. He was really said when the duo disbanded in the summer, but Jungyeol released his first solo album on 1st September and Taehyung was glad that he could still listen to new tracks by 10cm, now a solo artist. 


The café was rather full today, it was no surprise though, because it was raining outside, not heavily but a lot of people sought shelter in such weather, which was normal for the middle of October. 


His new semester had started barely 3 weeks ago and it was going great so far, his dream since he was a young boy was becoming a reality, he was on his way of becoming an artist himself just like the people he had admired for over a decade. Maybe one day people would look at his paintings and find consolation in them, maybe his works could lift people’s spirits and make them smile? Taehyung truly hoped he would be able to make people experience different type of emotions when they looked at his Art.


He was in the middle of doing his homework. What homework, you might ask? Don’t let his major deceive you, there was a lot of theory that he had to learn, but it was all interesting to him, so he flipped the pages of his book rather quickly. He also had to analyze and write a report on a few paintings – two by famous worldwide artists, one by a Korean artist of his choice and a children’s drawing. But he was probably going to do those at his dorm, finishing up with the book was his priority at the moment. 


Suddenly the chair from across of him was moved and someone sat there. Taehyung was not surprised and he didn’t even raise his head to look at the newcomer, it was quite common on the days when cafés were full – to sit at the table next to a person whom you didn’t know if there was an available chair. Taehyung was sitting alone and of course, someone would like to take one of the vacant spots at his table. He didn’t mind, really. 


Nothing unusual happened for a few minutes, but then suddenly a note was pushed towards his side of the table and okay, that was kind of unexpected. 


He took the small paper and saw that a message was written on it. 


Hi :)


Now… that was something new. 


So he finally looked up and was met with stunning doe eyes that were staring at him with curiosity. Taehyung was somehow captivated by the boy. At first glance, there was nothing extraordinary about him – he had dark brown hair, he was wearing a white tee and a black jacket. Taehyung couldn’t see the lower half of the stranger but he could guess that he was probably wearing jeans and sneakers or something like that. 


Nobody has ever tried to start a conversation with him in such a way and even though the boy was the one who took the first step and wrote down the greeting, he was now avoiding Taehyung’s eyes. Was he embarrassed? That was definitely cute and Taehyung was really into cute things, so he didn’t hesitate and closed his book. 


Hello ^^ 


He wrote down on the small piece of paper and returned it to the boy, who glanced at him when he received the note. Taehyung beamed at him, his boxy grin showing at its finest and the stranger just looked down at the table again. 


Cute, too cute. 


Am I bothering you? >.<  I think you were studying?  


Taehyung chuckled in response and shook his head, though the boy couldn’t see him, because he was still looking down. 


Naah, it’s okay! Some company sounds great actually! ~__~ 


Taehyung wrote back and returned the note to the boy, their fingers almost brushed in the process and the stranger once again looked at him, with slightly widened eyes and fine, maybe Taehyung enjoyed the boy’s baffled expression a bit too much.


I didn’t even ask you if I could sit here… are you waiting for someone? 


Well, that was true. The boy never asked, but Taehyung was definitely intrigued by the other, so he didn’t really care about that. 


For you? <3 


Taehyung wrote down and he saw how the poor boy choked on his drink. 


Sorry, was that too much?


He totally didn’t want to creep out the other, but the boy smiled slightly and that was totally not a bad sign. 


No... I was just a bit taken aback by your answer. I’m Jungkook, by the way! 


Oh, right. They still hadn’t introduced themselves to each other. It was nice to finally connect the face with a name. 


All good then? Silly me!  >:   I’m Taehyung! Nice to meet you, Jungkook! hehe   


Taehyung noticed that the small paper was mostly covered by their handwriting now and Jungkook probably wouldn’t be able to write down his answer, but to Taehyung’s surprise, the boy took more empty notes from backpack, which was set on the chair next to him and replied. 


Yes, all good.   :)  Thank you for… talking to me. I mean, I don’t do this often – interacting with strangers and I’m probably already boring you al- 


Jungkook couldn’t finish writing down his sentence, because Taehyung suddenly grabbed the note from his hands and the action kind of startled the rather timid boy. 


What are you saying?? You’re not boring at all! But seeing how you act… you must be a first year, right??  


Taehyung showed the note to Jungkook and was pleased when the boy nodded lightly with a small smile. 


I knew it! You shouldn’t be so shy! Well… you shouldn’t be like me either, I talk too much… Write, I mean, yeah you get it. I’ll stop now, before you actually decide to leave.


Jungkook himself knew how bad he was when it came to socializing. It was actually his first attempt to talk to someone on his own, especially with no one else around, no one by his side whom he knew. He still doesn’t know why he decided to sit exactly here, across from Taehyung. 


There were other available seats as well, though on same tables there was more than one person, but he could still sit there. Jungkook preferred sitting next to the windows just so he could look outside, especially on a day like this when it was raining. Taehyung was sitting at one of the tables in the back of the café, away from the door and the windows and yet Jungkook went straight there. 


It was as if something was pulling him towards the other, he couldn’t explain it. He actually stood beside Taehyung’s table for a whole minute, pondering what to do – should he sit down or just walk away? Jungkook would usually choose the former option and even walk out of the café, he could just drink his coffee at his dorm room, but… where was the magic in that? 


The faint music in the background (for example  Fiction  by Rheehab was currently adding to the mood in the café and when Jungkook had walked inside Breeze by B JYUN had been playing and Jungkook could see the big smiles on the faces of the customers, they were definitely pleased by the tracks which the owner had chosen ), the lights, the aroma of coffee in the air, the chatter of the people around, the smiling baristas, this whole atmosphere… Jungkook wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially his almost empty and quite cold dorm room. 


So he sat down, across of Taehyung, whose name he still didn’t know at the time. He was about to just drink his coffee, but his eyes were stuck to the beautiful stranger – the caramel locks, which were covering parts of his face, the lips which were pressed into a thin line, the boy looked concentrated, as he was writing something in his book. Taehyung hadn’t even looked up at Jungkook when he sat down and Jungkook was totally fine with that. More than fine actually, the less attention he received – the better. 


But strangely… he was itching to start a conversation with the other. 


Why?


He had no idea. 


So he did the last thing he would usually do and actually wrote down a message to the boy, which was sitting across of him.  


I have no reason to leave, you’re quite entertaining! ^-^ 


Jungkook responded after a while, Taehyung almost got scared that their conversation would just end there.


Wah, this looks like you! 


What? 


This > ^-^ It reminds me of a bunny and you kind of look like one, so… 


Was Taehyung once again being too much? He just compared someone to a rabbit, that wasn’t something bad right? He just couldn’t help thinking that Jungkook looked like a bunny, especially when he smiled and his teeth showed. 


Do you like bunnies? 


Jungkook instantly scratched what he had written, but it was still visible and Taehyung once again ripped the note from his hands. 


The boy was now hiding his face behind his hands and Taehyung smiled fondly at him, cuteness has always been bad for his heart. Taehyung was weak when it came to small animals and stuff like that, so he was having a hard time coping with the adorable fluffball in front of him. 


I’m more of a puppy person… 


Taehyung wrote and he could see that Jungkook was peeking, so he could read the message. 


But yes, I like bunnies. A lot. 


The boy seemed relieved to read that and once again grabbed the small paper. 


That’s… cool. How old are you though? 


Oh, I am your Hyung! I’m turning 21 this December!


Hyung… keke   : D I turned 19 on 1st September.


Daebak… 4.0 was released then! You know, 10cm’s album? I’m a huge fan! 


Ah, yes. I’ve heard it, it’s nice. 


Super nice!  Taehyung corrected Jungkook’s sentence, while chuckling.  Where are you from, Jungkook-ah? Seoul? 


No, Busan. I came here to study. 


Me too. I mean I came here to study. I’m from Daegu though. Well, I was born there but I’ve lived in Geochang my whole life, it’s pure heaven there! 


I like the countryside too, Hyung. It has a calming effect, being there, away from the noise and the big city. It’s like people forget about their problems in such places and smile more. 


Exactly! As I thought – great minds think alike.  Taehyung quickly wrote down and grinned at the younger boy.  Anyway, what are you studying? 


I’m majoring in photography. I’ve liked taking pictures since I was really young, so I thought… why not? It makes me happy, so I decided to give it a try. Ah, I also like drawing… I think I’m good? But… I haven’t showed my drawings to anyone.


A shriek left Taehyung’s lips when he read the message and Jungkook was slightly puzzled and now the older’s eyes were practically sparking, which confused the boy even more.  


Deep breaths, deep breaths…. NO! It’s not working! Oh god, can I freak out now???  


After reading what Taehyung had written down, Jungkook was even more lost, because of the other’s enthusiasm. 


Okay, Okay… let me explain! What you just said – it’s the same for me, though it’s quite the opposite! 


Jungkook raised an eyebrow, because the older’s ‘explanation’ just confused him even more.


What?


Taehyung looked at the note (it was the fifth or sixth one already, they had written quite a lot) and re-read his sentence. Okay, that definitely sounded better in his head.


I mean… my major is Fine Arts. Painting is what I truly want to do for a living. I think I’m good too? My favorite professor said he wants to include one of my paintings in a showcase. Ah, I’m not bragging! Just saying… and taking pictures is my second favorite thing in the world! So what I wanted to say is that – we have the same interests, though for me drawing overpowers taking pictures. 
 

This looked like a complete novel, compared to their fist messages and Jungkook took his time, while reading. He was surprised that he and Taehyung were bonded by the same passions. His hasty decision to start a conversation with the older turned out to be one of the best things Jungkook had ever done in his life, he was actually proud of himself for taking the initiative. 


I see, that’s… awesome. 


Taehyung could only laugh, because of the response. 


You’re not a man of many words, Jungkook-ah. But it’s okay, this Hyung here talks too much anyway.


Jungkook usually replied like this – simply, shortly, without adding many adjectives or explaining much, but he was glad that Taehyung didn’t mind. 


So… are you going to show me? 


Show you what?  Jungkook scribbled down, once again not understanding what the other meant. 


You said you haven’t showed your drawings to anyone, right? So, can you show me? 


Jungkook bit on his bottom lip and squirmed on his chair, he looked pressured and unsure. He really wanted to show some of his drawings to Taehyung, but the older was majoring in Arts… what if he said Jungkook’s drawing’s ? Well, the boy was sure Taehyung would use a more subtle approach and not tell him directly, but still… 


Seeing the hesitancy in the boy’s eyes and the troubled expression on Jungkook’s face, Taehyung decided to add something else to the note. 


If you show me some of your drawings, I’ll show you some of the pictures I’ve taken. I like taking photos of the scenery, landscapes and stuff like that. I’m fan of the black and white filter, so maybe you could even give me some advice and I could do the same for you? 


Jungkook just stared at the paper for a few seconds before he grabbed his pen. 


Okay.











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