i'll try not to miss you // taejun

living together was taehyun's idea.

they got a place in a quieter part of seoul and settled in quite well. taehyun had always been a neat person, so yeonjun never had an issue. even so, they still have someone that does the cleaning for them once a week. splitting chores was not an option since they're both equally busy, so it was the greatest resort.

much to taehyun's dismay, they don't share a room. they room across from each other, yeonjun's being the most empty because he rarely occupies it, but taehyun has his place filled with instruments and gadgets.

it shows in aspectects like that; one was more enthusiastic among the two. taehyun doesn't mind as long as yeonjun comes home every week.

"just move in with me. the kids need a babysitter anyway," years later, the anti-choi yeonjun™ movement lives on inside of taehyun's sister. "yeonjun is barely home. what are you supposed to do here all alone?"

"sleep, eat. i bought a ps5," taehyun knows there's no dancing around this, but he still tried.

"hyun, dump his ass. you're an idiot for getting yourself into this, but if you're actually thinking of settling then you need professional help."

"noona, i'm not crazy."

"then get a hold of yourself. i know he's the love of your life or something, but this is not good for anybody," she dragged the boy on the couch. "do you actually believe that he'll fall in love with you?"

"you're making it sound like i'm unlovable."

smack. "dummy. i love you! you're the most amazing person there is and it's yeonjun's loss for not seeing that, but my point still stands. you can't force yourself to be in love. it doesn't work that way."

"you think i don't know that?" taehyun finally unraveled the last card in his hand, drawing a desperate look on his sister's exasperated state.

taehyun sleeps over at his sister's that night. he doesn't let yeonjun know—he probably won't notice anyway—but he returns the next day before following a routine of washing up and preparing breakfast.

what he failed to notice was a sleeping figure on the couch, snoring soundly in deep sleep. yeonjun was still in his suit, all wrinkled and altered in his rest. his tie was left on the table and his socks kept clinging around his laying feet. the position was rather uncomfortable with the head painfully placed on the headrest. for all he knows, the man's gonna end up with a stiff neck once he wakes up.

it's seven in the morning; he'll wake up soon. taehyun doesn't have to bring him to his room or wake him up. all he could offer was a cup of coffee placed beside the discarded clothing on the table.

"tyun?"

"hm?"

"where were you?" the words came out a bit slurred, throat dry and muscles weak. taehyun felt bad after seeing yeonjun wince as soon as he sat up.

"out," taehyun answered vaguely. "it's friday. why are you here?"

yeonjun scoffed, albeit dryly from his slumber. "it's my house too, you know?"

"i don't mean it like that."

"i know. i came home because i felt bad about last week. we... always cancel our dates," yeonjun's voice was small. as if he was unsure of his words.

"it couldn't be helped. you don't have to feel bad."

"no, i want to go out. with you, i mean. i don't have anything scheduled today, so we can spend it together."

"but i have work," taehyun wanted to say, but he ended up just nodding to yeonjun's smile as a silent agreement that he'll go wherever yeonjun goes.

this is enough, taehyun thinks. it's enough for yeonjun to only come for him when it's convenient.

they can start from there.