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softjeon · 6 years ago

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Cinnamon and fairy dust | Pt. 5

• Pairing: elf!Jungkook x Taehyung • Genre: Fluff (with a little bit of angst) | elf!AU ( → Gifset Trailer) • Words: 6,9k | Co-Writer: Cat @cassiavioletblue • Disclaimer: mentioning of violence / smut

↳ There are no things such as fairy tales, magical reindeers that could fly, fairies and Christmas elves - at least Taehyung believed so. But everything was about to change, when Jungkook offered him shelter from a snowstorm and a sweet, hot cocoa, wondering about the boy who hated Christmas so much. Nothing that a bit of fairy dust couldn’t fix, right?

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Kim Taehyung hated Christmas. As a child it always had been full of wonders and nowadays he hated the social deception, Christmas music, spending way too much money on presents for people he didn’t even really care about - until today. When he stood close by Jungkook, the fairies flying around them happily, Taehyung felt like in a dream each time. He loved his smile, his laugh, his ability to make people happy with the smallest of gestures. Jungkook was pure and everything Taehyung wanted.

Leaning against the wall, Taehyung watched Jungkook packing away a cake, wrapping a beautiful bow around the box as he flashed the man in front of him the most precious smile. Taehyung almost had stumbled over to kiss him again, when an annoyed voice shook him out of his stupor.

“No…no, that’s not how I ordered it!” He said grumpily, pointing at the décor of the cake, “Can’t you do a simple task? The old bakery always just did it, just like I ordered it. If I say I want something extra…then you can put some extra shit on it. I won’t pay for more!”

Jungkook's smile fell and he looked completely shook. “Oh! I’m so sorry if I made a mistake. What was it that you ordered? I’m sure I can fix it in a minute, if that’s okay?” The man was one of the last customers of the day and he had made plans with Tae (that’s why the other was already waiting for him to close the bakery) but if he had accidentally ruined someone’s cake by using the wrong decoration then of course he would do everything to fix it. Apologizing again he quickly opened the box to see what he would need to change.

“Forget it kid,” He huffed in an annoyed tone and looked the other up and down. The customer almost threw the money over the counter, mumbling something about the baker, before he closed the door with a loud noise.

Taehyung was shaking with anger, ready to fight him as soon as Jungkook would tell him to. “It was perfect,” He gritted through his teeth as he stomped over to the door of the shop, closing it and turning around Jungkook’s sign that said ‘closed’ now. “Is he always like that?” Taehyung turned towards Jungkook, opening his arms for the younger to get into his embrace, “It’s Christmas…god damn it, show some respect!” Taehyung was still shaking from the anger.

Jungkook wasn’t angry at all just a little sad that the customer hadn’t let him fix his ‘mistake’, it had completely gotten over his head that the man had just started this to yell at him for no other reason than him being an ass and that there wasn’t anything that Jungkook had done wrong.

Therefore, he also didn’t get why Tae was so angry. “What do you mean? You don’t like Christmas either, do you? And… yes, he’s a little grumpy but I would be upset as well if someone didn't make the cake as I had ordered it. I just... I can’t explain how that could happen, I always write down the customers wishes right away. Maybe I mixed it up with someone else’s order?” The elf looked horrified at the thought of making another customer unhappy.

Taehyung pulled Jungkook into his arms and kissed him on his hair, before he answered. “Yeah, yeah, I hate Christmas, too but still…at least pretend,” Taehyung shrugged his shoulders, before he hooked a finger underneath the elf’s chin and kissed him sweetly. “He was just an ass, honestly. Probably had a bad day and took it out on you,” He explained and sighed, before turning Jungkook in his embrace but not letting him go. Tae was clinging onto the younger like a koala, pursing his lips into a pout, “Now…don’t think about him again…and clean up. I didn’t bring my tablet to watch movies alone.”

Jungkook cocked his head, not really sure if he agreed with Tae’s logic. Wasn’t pretending a lot like lying? However, if he was totally honest than pretending to be a human with hiding his ears was some form of lying as well so he probably shouldn’t judge other forms of pretense that easily. He listened to Tae carefully and then nodded, hurrying off to clean the counters and put the cupcakes, sweets and cookies away. He just needed to do the absolutely necessary stuff as he would come back here before sunrise to prepare everything for another day of selling Christmas goods laced with magic.

But the best part was, seeing Taehyung waiting for him with the biggest smile on his face. The older had prepared his tablet, arranged the cushions more comfortable for them to cuddle on the mattress. While Jungkook was hurrying into the bathroom, to take a quick shower and get off all the flour from a busy day, Taehyung had prepared a warm cup of tea and a few snacks. “It’s starting,” He said, munching on some sweets, when he held out his hand for Jungkook to take pulling him right beside him. Taehyung kissed Jungkook’s ears, as he settled into his embrace, leaning back against his chest. He loved to do it and sometimes. Just like now…he was kissing them a lot…nibbling sweetly on them, all while Taehyung couldn’t get enough of Jungkook’s soft skin.

Jungkook loved what he called ‘being human’ with Tae, watching movies with actors he absolutely didn’t know, snacking on all of Tae’s favorite things (the older had made it his mission to introduce him to the world of late-night-snacking which was a completely new thing for Jungkook considering he could live off fruits and nuts only, even less if he needed) and of course: Cuddling.

At first, he had needed to get used to all the skin ship, getting overwhelmed by it easily but now he didn’t know how he had ever managed to get by without it. It was relaxing and calming and making him as warm and fuzzy inside as if he had drunk a full glass of warm milk with honey. Only the ear kissing Tae sometimes did made him feel entirely different and almost... restless but he couldn’t place it yet what exactly it did to him.

Taehyung was kissing further down his neck, biting into the soft skin lightly, before licking right over the sensitive spot with a smile. “I…can’t get enough of you,” He whispered into Jungkook’s skin, reaching for his chin to make the younger look at him, “You’re far more interesting than the movie anyway.” He had mumbled the last words against the elf’s lips, before capturing them in a heated kiss. It was easy with Jungkook leaning against him, to make the younger lay down and turn himself so he could hover over him. Trapping the younger underneath, him with a sheepish smile, he kissed Jungkook on top of his nose. “Mine,” He said and kissed Jungkook again, “My sweet little elf. “

Jungkook swallowed harshly when he came to lie under Tae. He wasn’t stupid, he knew what a compromising situation looked like. But with Tae’s kisses and the way he always held him, so warm and secure it was really easy to ignore the warnings that Yoongi and others had given him. He wasn’t human. What could mean nothing more than casual pleasure would be way, way more for him…

“You okay?” Taehyung said a little breathless, looking at the younger, as he placed a sweet kiss on Jungkook’s lips again, while he looked like he was deep in thoughts. Tae caressed over his cheek, a reassuring smile on his face, “Heh…if you ever want me to stop, then just say so, please. I just… I can’t get enough of you. You’re so damn addicting.”

Taehyung bit his lip, his cheeks blushing, as he propped himself up on his elbow, letting his body fall next to the elf. “Okay?” He asked again, “Just tell me then…I’m not sure…If you ever had a boyfriend, or if you and Yoongi…or whoever…I don’t know.” Taehyung let his hand caress over Jungkook’s chest, before he turned on his back, groaning in desperation, “I just can’t stop kissing you!! What did you do to me, Jungkook?” Looking at the younger with a big grin, Tae playfully winked at him.

“Y... yeah, I’m fine.” Jungkook bit his lip to keep himself from spilling his secret but he had decided to not tell Tae about what it would mean for someone like him to go further than this. The thing was he didn’t want Tae to stop. It was like the more Tae showed him the more he wanted to know, to feel, to touch... addicting really was the right description, so Tae wasn’t the only one feeling that way.

He almost choked when Tae asked him all those questions in a rush, hinting at him and Yoongi possibly being more than family. “Y…Yoongi? You serious? Eww, he’s like my bigger brother or… smaller-but-older-brother would make more sense. But we would never...eugh, please, don’t ever mention something like this again because I don’t want to have those kind of mental images please”, He laughed. “Boyfriend? No, I never had the opportunity. It’s kind of difficult to hide the ears if someone is trying to be intimate with you.”

Taehyung was relieved that Yoongi was no potential threat to him or could turn out into a jealous ex-boyfriend kind of thing, when his overprotectiveness was enough to deal with already.

“Never?” Taehyung asked curiously, “But aren’t there other elf boys?” Now that he thought about it, he had never asked Jungkook why he had only shown him the fairies and all the animals of the forest that were his friends. Tae had learned a bit about elves and their abilities, but Jungkook had never told him much about where he came from.

“Jungkook?” He spoke up with wide eyes, “Why aren’t there any elves around? And…how did you even meet Yoongi? Shouldn’t you be around other elves more?” He wasn’t asking to make Jungkook nervous, but because he was interested in the person he loved.

“Never,” He repeated and then sighed deeply. He knew that this would come up some time, but he wasn’t really proud of his ‘backstory’. “Of course, there are... others. But Elves are different from fairies. You would never see a fairy without their swarm. Elves are...” How could he say that without telling too much? “Elves are very protective of their plants, their home area it’s... it’s not like your kind of living. Anyway, there are normally only two of our kind together at max. We form a very close bond if we fall in love... so tightly actually that there is no room for a bigger family. Children don’t stay that long with their parents. And normally they seek the plants that they grew up with, so they find a similar partner, caring for the same plant...”

It felt strange to talk about this with Tae because instead of making him feel closer to Tae because of the secrets he shared with him it just underlined their differences, that they were not of the same species. “But with nature declining everywhere it had gotten more difficult and children are left sooner and sooner... I actually don’t really remember how my parents were. I went into the next city because I had nowhere else to sleep after the forest I lived in before had been cut down for more houses. I knew I had to hide what I was, so I quickly fit in and I liked to be social until...” He touched the little scar on his ear out of habit, one that he didn’t like at all because it reminded him that the scar was still there. “There was an incident with some humans who... hurt me. Yoongi saved me. And since then I’ve been with the fairies.”

Taehyung was listening attentively, totally in awe about Jungkook’s back story. He had reached for Jungkook’s hand in between, stroking sweet, soothing patterns into his skin. Taehyung couldn’t imagine having a life like this, especially with knowing how sensitive Jungkook was by now. “One day I’ll buy you a house, that’s right next to the forest or right in the middle of it,” Taehyung whispered, “Or just build it myself. You deserve a safe place forever.” Kissing Jungkook’s cheek sweetly, he gazed deep into the younger’s eyes. “I mean it,” With a smile he added quick, “And the fairies are just within your reach. I already got used to the feeling of Yoongi being everywhere we go.” Pulling Jungkook closer, he let the younger lean his head onto his arm as he was playing with the locks of the elf’s hair. “You’re safe with me now.”

Jungkook melted into Tae’s embrace easily. “That would be nice, yeah. Having a safe place, somewhere I can live how I want without having to fit in at all costs.” He loved the bakery and he was in the forest lots of times. But sometimes he missed having plants all around him, helping them grow, hearing their whisper, caring for them. He couldn't really do that in the bakery. “I’m so glad I’ve met you, Tae.”

Taehyung smiled at the confession, whispering sweetly into the younger’s ear how he was happy, too. That he had never thought that coming here, would bring him so much joy – but Jungkook had changed that for him. He would do anything for the elf, if it meant making him happy. They had fallen asleep, bodies intertwined and Jungkook’s head resting on Tae’s chest that night.

Only waking up, because a certain fairy was dropping fairy dust onto them, while shaking his head furiously the next morning. It was only two more days until Christmas and as much as Jungkook loved staying close to Taehyung all day, he really needed to get back to work and concentrate. Why was it so damn hard out of a sudden? Their world had turned upside down, only revolving around the other. A sweet, chaste kiss from Tae and Jungkook was alone again. He sighed, turning the sign around to ‘open’, welcoming the first customers with the brightest smile.

Separating from Tae in the morning was always the hardest because it felt like giving up a little piece of himself that he was leaving with the other and only got back when he saw him again at night. It was funny how quickly you could start to depend on someone that owned your heart like that - but Jungkook didn’t even try to fight it. He liked how the thought of Tae lingered in the back of his mind, making his smile a little wider, his cheeks a little more flushed. Not even the grumpy customer could dampen his mood (this time his cookies had too little chocolate drops and too much cacao nibs in them). He took it nonetheless, putting the money onto the counter roughly and not even saying goodbye. There were a lot of customers today, so Jungkook couldn’t catch a breath until the last one finally left the bakery. Looking around, there was almost nothing left of what he and Taehyung had baked that night. Maybe the other was up for some midnight baking tonight? Giggling, Jungkook thought to himself, that he rather would cuddle with Taehyung though than making him work. Maybe if the other was asleep, Jungkook could prepare something for the last day before Christmas. It was true what Tae always said, the people were going madder every day. It was as if they needed a cake, cupcakes or another gingerbread house every other day.

Taking out the can, where Jungkook stored the fairy dust, he sighed deeply. There was almost none left. Turning towards the clock, the young elf bit his lip. If he hurried, he could manage to collect some more fairy dust right before Taehyung would come. But he needed to be fast.

So, without cleaning up or putting away anything at all he left the store, making it look like he was just around the corner. He hoped Tae wouldn’t be early or wondering where he was. Quickening his steps, he practically flew down the path, paying his surroundings no attention, only his meet up with Tae on his mind and that he didn’t want the other waiting for him too long. Which was a really dumb, really big mistake as his elve sensed proofed no protection if he didn’t use them. His can clinked softly while he got deeper into the forest, hopping light-footed over roots and dodging branches with ease.

The sounds were what awakened someone’s interest nearby. The man turned to see where it came from, furrowing his brows as he watched a young man getting off the usual path and deeper into forest. It took him awhile to realize who it was. With quiet steps he followed him deeper and deeper into the forest. Something was off, and he could feel it. The boy wasn’t here to take a simple walk. A wicked smile appeared on his lips and the figure took another step closer, a branch breaking underneath his foot.

Jungkook flinched hard when a sound echoed through the forest, making him realize how careless he had been. He needed to always watch his back, make sure no one was following him, only go to the fairies home when he was absolutely certain that it was safe. He stood entirely still, watching, listening, scanning his surroundings. Only when he was sure that there was absolutely no one around did the tension ebb out of his shoulders. There had been not a single sound that was out of the ordinary - and really, why would anyone want to follow him into the dark during such a cold, uncomfortable night?

He contemplated making a little extra route through the forest before heading towards the fairies, just to buy some time and make extra sure that there was no one there but he could feel time ticking and he really wanted to see Tae as soon as possible so he stuck to his initial route and went straight along.

The man followed the boy further, careful not to make any more noises. Even though he was far enough away, it seemed like the baker had a good hearing. He held his own breath, walking with slow and light steps until the boy came to a halt at a clearing. Nervously, the man hid behind a tree. Waiting and watching, to see what the boy wanted in the middle of the forest. It was highly unusual for him to be here. There were paths that lead from one end to the other of the forest. Like himself, the boy could have used them to get home faster on a cold night like this, but the man knew better. He knew that Jungkook had no home and slept in the back of the bakery. He had watched the younger closely since he came into the town out of a sudden. There was always something strange about him. It made him wary.

It was getting darker and cold, and the man considered just walking home again, because there was absolutely nothing while Jungkook was just standing around…doing nothing…but then he saw it. Something small flew through the air and it seemed like the boy was talking to it. To a little… fairy.

As always Jungkook stood right in the middle of the clearing until the first fairy saw him, fluttering excitedly and waking up the other fairies with her bell-chime laugh, “Jungkook! You’re here! Did you bring Taehyung with you?”

“Nah, I’m sorry, this is just a short little visit to restock my supply of fairy dust, because I might be baking tonight and have nothing left. Would you be so kind to give me a little of yours please? It doesn’t need to be much, just to get me over tonight, I’ll bring treats for you and the others tomorrow and you can collect some more till then, please. I actually thought we could…,” A gasp coming from somewhere in the woods, made him come to a stuttering halt. That sound couldn’t be a deer. And neither a fairy. It was very obviously human. And definitely not Tae.

Cold seeped into his bones, way icier than the snowy wind outside. He had turned on the spot immediately out of reflex and on his left, in the dark, behind some trees he could see some movement. The ground seemed to sway when realization hit him. He had been followed. And he had been stupid enough to oversee it because he was so busy hurrying along that he had risked the fairies safety. The dread was lacing up his spine like fire. “Wh…who is there?” Maybe he was lucky. Maybe it was a child or...or someone drunk, someone who wouldn’t remember anymore tomorrow…

The man’s mouth agape and his eyes widened. He had seen it! Clearly! He knew it! The man almost jumped out of his hiding, definitely not afraid of what he had seen. A smile stayed on his lips when he walked up to the boy confidently. He wasn’t scared.

“I knew there was something wrong with you,” The man was fast, tearing the bucket away from Jungkook as soon as he had reached him. Gazing inside, he smirked. There was some powder in there. Not much. But still enough for him to know what it was. “Fairy dust,” He whispered to himself, looking around to see if he could spot one of the creatures. The stories that the people told themselves in the village had always been true, he had known it as a child already, but no one had believed him. No one ever did. But now he had the proof! And the boy – the baker – had always seemed off to him. Reaching into the bucket, he let the fairy dust trickle over his fingers. Then he gazed up at Jungkook, seeing the other’s scared look, he only chuckled. “There must be more of it here,” He said more to himself, starting to look around and push everything aside that was in his way.

The fear didn’t keep him from staying exactly where he was, while Jungkook was holding onto the bucket for dear life - until the man had ripped it from his fingers. He could feel his heartbeat up until his throat and his voice trembled when he spoke, but his eyes were fierce and his stance strong. “This... is not what it looks like. I like the thought of magic existing... so I pretend there is more than it really is. There’s no such thing as fairy dust. It’s glitter. Simply glitter dust that I got from an arts supply. You heard me talking to myself. There’s nothing to see,” He lied easily, while trying to block the man’s view, scared for the fairies nests. He could tell that he made them - but it was in the middle of the night and he had been only here a few seconds there could be very well still sleeping fairies inside. He couldn’t explain that away. Oh god, what if the man caught one! What if it was Yoongi? He couldn’t let that happen?

The man didn’t care about Jungkook’s inner fight, searching and reaching into a little excavation that was underneath one of the trees right away. He was touching around, until he could feel something small. A little scream was audible, making the other fairies around jerk out of their sleep. Some flew out of their hiding, while others were scared, looking back and forth between the human and Jungkook. They were hoping the elf would protect them.

“See!” The man got up again, showing off the fairy in his grip, “Don’t tell me no bullshit!! So….” He was looking down at the little thing, who was trying to fight off his fingers that were tightly wrapped around it’s little body. “How do you get fairy dust out of them? I bet it has some good magical powers,” He asked with a grin on his face, “Do I just need to shake it?”

“No!” Jungkook yelled at him. They were so delicate and fragile; their wings could be easily crushed if you weren’t careful and if you didn’t know how to handle them you could kill them just by squeezing too tightly. So Jungkook should have stayed put to not risk anything, but he panicked, and the fairy was screaming, shrill and in deadly terror so he just attacked the man, ripping on his arm, trying to make him lose balance, open his fist and release the fairy. This couldn’t be real! All of this, it just had to be a nightmare!

The boy was starting to get on his nerves, so the man pushed Jungkook as hard as he could. He pushed the fairy into the pocket of his jacket, closing the zipper, before he turned around quick. When Jungkook was running towards him again, he easily stepped aside, making the elf stumble. “What are you trying to do there?” He chuckled, looking around to find another one of these sweet little fairies.

He was shaking and panicking while the man was confident and certain of his success. He didn’t stand a chance. But he didn’t stop, attacking him again and again, pulling on his arm, trying to block his way. The other just played with him, not even knocking him out, just pushing him around, sending a blow his way that hit him on the cheek, making him stumble again, fall, scramble to his feet hastily. He couldn’t give up. There was no way he could the man take any of the fairies and do god knows what to hear. He was bored and cruel enough to just dissect her for fun or keep her in a jar like a dead insect. He wasn’t above begging right now, “Please, let her go! I’ll tell you what you want to know, about fairies, about...everything, just please don’t hurt her. Don’t hurt her!”

The fairies were flying everywhere by now. There was chaos, while each creature tried to find somewhere they could hide, flying up as high as they could. They were screaming, their little wings fluttering anxiously, making fairy dust fly everywhere.

“You don’t get it,” He pushed Jungkook away again. He ran quickly, his gaze fixated on the magical creatures, not caring when he tore off branches and wood, destroying their little houses while trying to catch another fairy. “I don’t care about them,” He simply said, meaning every word. He didn’t want to know about them. He wanted to have one. Or more.

Jungkookie had to watch the horror unfold, fairies flying into each other and tumbling towards the ground, nests falling out of branches that were ripped of cleanly, leaves falling as the trees wept for the fairies homes.

Jungkook couldn’t help it, he cried as well. He couldn’t see, but he just couldn’t stop, he needed to end this, he needed to...to fix things to make it okay to help them, they couldn’t be hurting because of his mistake, it just couldn’t happen!

The man reached out for another fairy, when Jungkook was on him again. A low growl escaping his lips this time. His patience snapped. He swirled around, gripping the younger’s collar. Then he punched him once but didn’t let him go – instead he pushed Jungkook up a tree, looking at him. The elf doubled over when the blow hit him with full force, unable to escape with the grip around his throat.

“You don’t even understand,” He hissed, “This…this is amazing. You’re sitting on millions of dollars man! You’re so stupid!” And then he saw the ears. In his haste, he simply reached out for them. He wasn’t careful in his touch… he traced his pointy ear – a smile forming at his lips. “I knew it from the day you came into this town! You’re not like us… you will never be like us. No matter how much you pretend. See it…as if I’m helping you…”

Jungkook’s fears came true when the other talked about money and how he didn’t care, imagining the fairies fate in darkest colors… and then the man saw his ears. And realized what they meant. In his terror and fear for the fairies lives he had forgotten his own completely. But that probably wouldn’t matter now anyway. It was over. He shuddered violently when the man touched his ears, a whimper getting stuck in his throat. The man had made it clear that he would sell them out for whatever price he could, no matter the consequences for them. Jungkook sobbed, desperate and hopeless. He didn’t want it to end like this. Not like this!

The man’s fist was rising, ready to hit Jungkook with a blow, when a sudden rough push made him let go off the younger. He fell into the snow, shaking his head and blinking furiously to see who it was that had come in between them.

Taehyung was panting. His heart beating wildly against his chest, his gaze dark as he looked down at the pathetic human. Never in his life had he run this fast. Yoongi was sitting on his shoulder, holding on to the hem of his jacket, his tiny eyes wide when he saw the chaos around. When Taehyung reached for the human, pulling him up on his two feet and punching the other right in his face again, the fairy flew off him and towards Jungkook.

“Get up! Get up!” He screamed at the elf, his tiny hands soothing over the younger’s cheek, “We need to…” Looking over to Taehyung, Yoongi gasped when a punch hit him, and the man was up on his feet again. His own wings fluttering anxiously. “We need to collect all the fairy dust! Please! I need you to be strong, one last time. Please, Jungkookie, my sweet, brave elf. Get the fairies!” Yoongi flew towards Jungkook’s hand pulling at one finger to get the younger to stand up, “We need to make him forget!” Yoongi was pulling and pulling, screaming out his name, when a sudden dark shadow fell over him and Jungkook whimpered, curling in on himself. He slowly turned his head around, when a large hand was already reaching out for Yoongi and Jungkook.

“Not my boyfriend, you asshole!” Taehyung was quick, pulling the man away roughly and pushing him onto the ground. Only this time Tae made sure he would stay there, holding him down with whatever it would take to do so, hoping that this stupid human beneath him wasn’t immune against fairy dust.

Jungkook was so afraid that all of his muscles pulled tight making it seemingly impossible to move. Or at least that’s what it felt like. Like someone had turned his body into stone and he was caught in it, trying to break out of the hardened shell, screaming from the inside, but nobody heard. A sharp pain brought him back to his senses as he jerked his hand away. He experimentally moved his fingers, his hand, then stood up quickly, too scared he might be falling back into rigor again. There were blood on his palm and when he inspected it more closely he could see teeth marks. Yoongi had bit him. Hard.

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, but you gotta move! Now!” The fairy sounded calm but Jungkook could see his own fear reflected back in the fairies wide eyes, his franticly fluttering wings, the tremble in the tiny creatures limbs. Yoongi was practically shaking from it. It was the last push he needed to kick him into action and he grabbed him, holding Yoongi safe and secure on his hand, closing it halfway so Yoongi would be protected but could still see and get out if he wanted. Picking out were the fairies were was a piece of cake. They were horrible at hiding when they had been scared up. There were traces of fairy dust, glowing wings and nervous chatter so Jungkook soon got a handful of them on him. Yoongi quickly talked to them, explaining the plan while Jungkook collected some more. And then more. And then a few more to add to that. He didn’t turn his back once, too afraid that the man might have turned the tables and overpowered Tae.

Taehyung was struggling, the man underneath him was getting mad and with that came great strength that he underestimated by far. Tae wasn’t a trained fighter, so he didn’t really know what he was doing here, solely reacting on instinct. A blow hit him right in the face and Tae could taste metal on his tongue. “Fuck,” He cursed, wiping over his mouth. The blood dripping and seeping slowly into the snow, beneath him. Scrambling back on his feet, he barely managed to get up, reaching for the man’s arm to yank him back. “Jungkook!” Taehyung screamed for the younger.

The fairies were busy producing as much dust as they could when Taehyung's warning cut through the winter night like a blade. Jungkook flinched but Yoongi urged the little creatures on to not stop, they had to keep going, they were almost there, almost there… they needed to make enough because they wouldn’t get a second chance at this, if they didn’t manage to delete enough memories from the man’s mind erasing everything that had to do with how he found them then he might come back - and this time they would be helpless because a fairy could only produce a certain amount of fairy dust - just like a flower could only grow a determined quantity of pollen.

Taehyung gathered all his strength to yank away the man once more. He was panting. Sweating. His heart beating fast, as he jumped onto him and pushed him hard, so the man would fall. “Now!” Taehyung screamed once more, using the time that the man needed to get back into reality from the harsh fall, to call out for the fairies. When he heard the wings fluttering, seeing Jungkook running up to him, Tae let himself fall back, watching it all happen in a haze.

The fairies surged up, dumping every bit of dust they had onto the man, shuddering and shuffling , shaking their wings so that every fleck of dust was used. One by one their glow went out like a light. But the man also stayed down. At first, he had been flailing, trying to wipe the powdery dust from his face, his shoulders, shake it out of his hair but eventually his movements had become sluggish and slow - and then he had fallen asleep. With soft airy sighs the fairies plopped down into the snow, cold and shivering. Jungkook stood again on shaky knees and collected them one by one, placing them in his pockets, under his collar and under his jacket to keep them warm.

Taehyung wiped over his nose, feeling the dried blood on his skin, when he had watched the man simply fallen asleep. The older watched Jungkook, mimicking his movements and taking the fairies carefully, putting them into his jacket. But then he noticed a little shifting in the man’s jacket. Taehyung hastily scrambled over to the man’s body, opening the little zipper and helping the trapped fairy out. She was flying right onto his chest, holding onto Taehyung’s jacket tightly, whimpering quietly.

“Shhh, we got you,” He soothed her, carefully stroking over her head with one finger, “Are your wings alright, sweety?” She nodded her head, lying down onto his palm. The fairy let her wings flutter once and then laid them down. Taehyung carefully let her into the front pocket of his jacket, before he walked over to Jungkook – just in time to catch the elf, who’s knees were giving in. “Hey, baby,” Taehyung held the younger tight in his embrace (careful not to hurt any fairies), while soothing over Jungkook’s hair.

Jungkook put his head on Tae’s shoulder, mind a mess of emotions and nervous energy while he was physically completely exhausted. He was so glad that Tae was there to hold him up. Literally. “Can you get us home please?” He hated sounding so small, but he had never willingly placed his fate into someone else’s hands so completely. And not only his but also those of the fairies. “Please take me home.”

“Yes,” Taehyung said quietly, placing a soft kiss on Jungkook’s cheek, “I got you!” He put Jungkook’s arm around his own shoulder, holding the younger up as he walked through the forest and back to the shop. It was getting darker and colder by the minute, while they were taking quite some time. Both exhausted and little, scared fairies in their jackets. Yoongi was leading the way, opening the door of the bakery from the inside for Taehyung. Jungkook could barely hold himself up, sounding so small and little and Tae was scared that he would never recover from this incident. “You’re safe with me,” He whispered again, before he wrapped his arms around him more tightly and lifting him up easily while carrying him back into the shop. Only when they were in the storage room, did he let Jungkook down. His arm wrapped tightly around the younger’s small waist.

“C’mon, you’re all safe now,” The fairies peeking out of the pockets carefully until one by one each of them were flying out of their hiding. Taehyung helped Jungkook out of his jacket, only to lift him up again and carry him over to his bed. “I’m so sorry,” He mumbled, while Tae was examining Jungkook’s body for any bad bruises. The guy had hit his cheek pretty bad and Taehyung was sure it would get an ugly bruising – his own pain long forgotten.

Jungkook shook his head. “I should be the one who’s sorry. I… I didn’t think… I wasn’t careful. This is my fault and ... if anything had happened...” He reached out for Tae’s battered face, touching the dried blood with his fingertips. “Sorry he hurt you. Sorry you got pulled into this mess. Sorry you had to rescue us. But... but I’m glad you did. I don’t know how I can ever repay you for this. Thank you.” He kissed him, but the exhaustion turned it into a lingering press of lips, more an assurance that Tae was really there than a romantic post-rescue making out session. When they broke apart Jungkook’s eyes widened a little. “Oh no, I left the bucket! And the fairies are spent - there won’t be no fairy dust left for me and... I can’t bake and…” He laughed, tired and sleepy. “Funny how much you can worry about unimportant stuff, hu?” His head fell forward for the fracture of a second before he jerked his eyes open again, trying to fight the urge of his body to go into restoring mode.

“Shhh, baby, calm down,” Tae was reaching out for him, caressing over his cheek, “First…you can bake without fairy dust, second I can get the bucket. I must go back either way, to make sure the guy will be back on the path, so it’s not too obvious. I’ll take care of it.” Taehyung held Jungkook’s head carefully, kissing his nose softly, while the younger was slipping. “You’ve been so good,” Taehyung reassured him, “You did this, you saved them. I only did, what boyfriends do…but you’ve been so strong. You can sleep now! I’ll take care of the rest…” As if this was the command the fairies were waiting for, all of them gathered around Jungkook, flying down and resting on the younger’s body. Taehyung kissed the palm of Jungkook’s hand, before he took a step back, looking at Yoongi who was flying right next to his head. “Make sure he rests,” Taehyung simply said, zipping his jacket back up.

Yoongi looked after him, wings fluttering tiredly. He bowed his head in awe even though Tae wouldn’t see it. He had underestimated the human by far. And he would make sure that this never happened again. Maybe he should pay him a little more respect from now on. When the fairy turned Jungkook had already fallen deep into “Slumber”. Not even an explosion would wake him now, he would be under for as long as his body needed to cope with the physical repercussions of their fight. But then he would be as good as new. On the outside.

It took Taehyung quite a while to make sure there was nothing left of the chaos they had created. After he brought the unconscious human onto the path again, Tae ran back quickly. He took what was left of some of the fairies’ home that was too obviously looking like something magical, putting everything into his jacket. Only then he walked back to the shop, making sure absolutely no one was following him.

Locking the door behind him, he shook himself from the cold. Tae tried to be as quiet as possible as to not wake the fairies or Jungkook. In the bathroom, he washed his face, examining his nose but luckily for him it didn’t seem like something too bad had happened and he still was looking handsome as ever. Putting on a shirt from Jungkook, Taehyung carefully tip toed over to Jungkook’s bed and laid down beside him. Some fairies stirred a little, blinking their eyes open to see who it was but only ended up seeking the warmth of Taehyung’s body right after. Taehyung pulled Jungkook into his embrace, kissing his neck softly.

A/N: Congrats! You got through the first part of angst ;) Ahegrh Taehyung just really loves his sweet innocent Jungkook *sighs* I hope you liked it!! Leave us a comment or message with your thoughts! ❤

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BASIC STATISTICS

FULL NAME: Mateo Olivier Ramsay NAME ORIGIN: Ask my mom, bruh...oh wait. NAME MEANING: “gift from God” NICKNAMES: Theo, it’s what I go by. Almost no one knows that it’s short for Mateo. NICKNAME ORIGINS: A neighbor, actually. I came home from the hospital and she couldn’t remember my name so she just kept calling me Theo. SEX: Male AGE: 24 BIRTHDAY: March 26th, 1990 PLACE OF BIRTH: Seattle, Washington ETHNICITY/NATIONALITY: Caucasian SEXUALITY: Bi, preference is men. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single and definitely mingling. POLITICAL ALLEGIANCE: Liberal CRIMINAL RECORD: I once was hauled in for vandalism when i was but a teenager. spent one night in jail then my mom came and got him

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

HEIGHT: 6′0″ WEIGHT: 190 lbs EYE COLOR: Blue NEED GLASSES/CONTACTS? Yes HAIR COLOR: Blonde DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Jaw SCARS: I has one on my back from falling on a skateboard and a couple on my arm from a hospital visit after a terrible terrible IV experience. TATTOOS: ‘my oh my’ written on his back in a mariners logo, I has a couple others I’ve designed for Barry and Alex. WHO DOES S/HE TAKE AFTER?: I'd like to think my mom but I got my hair color and jawline from my dad. LEFT OR RIGHT-HANDED?: Right

EVERYDAY BEHAVIORS/HABITS

ADDICTIONS: Erm. Adrenaline maybe. MORNING ROUTINE: I wake up at 5, showers and primps for the day, goes into the shop to assist his baristas during peak, does the order and calls in any mechanical problems AFTERNOON: eats lunch, paperwork mostly and other behind-the-scenes things he has to do for the shop EVENING ROUTINE: gets the evening crew set up, goes home to Barry SLEEP HABITS: I cuddle anything within arm’s reach when I’m sleeping DOES THIS CHARACTER SNORE? surprisingly, no. ANY SPECIAL TALENTS OR SKILLS? I'm an artist over a few mediums but my favorite is definitely visual. painting, spray-paint, shit like that. WHAT IS S/HE PARTICULARLY UNSKILLED AT? Math HOBBIES: I fucking love baseball and i’ll pick up his guitar every now and again when i finds time

LIFE

CURRENT ADDRESS: Manhatten, New York DOES S/HE RENT OR OWN? Rent DOES S/HE LIVE WITH ANYONE? IF SO, WHO? Barry, Alex, Boo BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF HOME: Tiny and packed with everyone’s things, it’s a jungle in there WHAT IS THEIR BEDROOM LIKE? I share one with Barry and the bed takes most of the room. DOES S/HE DRIVE? IF SO, WHAT CAR? i’ve never learned how to drive. SPOUSE/PARTNER: ....Barry CHILDREN: None. WHAT IS THIS CHARACTER’S RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS/HER CHILD(REN)? N/A PETS: does the toddler count? OCCUPATION: Owner of the Mudhouse which right now kind of feels like a glorified barista JOB SATISFACTION: It’s...very hard owning a small business right now. You gotta want it and god damn it, you gotta work around the clock for it. INCOME: Enough to get by. GENERAL HEALTH: I have diabetes but don’t worry ya’ll, I still have all my toes and shit, PAST HEALTH PROBLEMS, IF ANY: other than problems managing my diabetes when I was younger? not really much.

FAMILY OF ORIGIN

FATHER: Anthony Burke FATHER’S OCCUPATION: Lawyer? Accountant? I dunno man, he wears a suit I think? Whatever, go ask him. MOTHER: Cassidy Burke MOTHER’S OCCUPATION: She was an art teacher. DID THE CHARACTER’S PARENTS RAISE HIM/HER? IF NOT, WHY? My mom raised me. Why? Uh, because my dad’s a coward? ARE THE CHARACTER’S PARENTS STILL TOGETHER? IF NOT, WHY? No, because he’s a dick and she’s dead. DOES THE CHARACTER LIVE WITH HIS/HER PARENTS? No DOES THE CHARACTER HAVE SIBLINGS? No HOW HAS THIS CHARACTER’S RELATIONSHIP WITH THEIR SIBLINGS CHANGED SINCE CHILDHOOD? N/A DESCRIBE HIS/HER FAMILY LIFE AND DYNAMIC WHILE GROWING UP: I remember it being pretty fun but real tough sometimes when money got tight, my mom had me when she was 17 and essentially raised me alone but she never really let me know we were in any trouble when I was really young. I spent a lot of it just kind of running around Seattle causing trouble with neighborhood kids. My dad sometimes would pop in and out if he was feeling guilty about leaving but surprise, he’d always leave again.

THE PAST

HOMETOWN: Seattle, WA DESCRIBE HIS/HER CHILDHOOD: I’d say it was pretty fun. EARLIEST MEMORY: I remember the opening for a news broadcast when I was toddler-age. HAPPIEST MEMORY: Not sure I have one. Not that my life is sad or anything but I think that the best is coming so I don’t wanna commit. SADDEST MEMORY: When my mom died, I would never wish that 48 hours on my worst enemy. MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY: I bought the Mudhouse when I was off my face and I straight-up forgot for like, a week. MOST IMPORTANT EVENT IN THE CHARACTER’S LIFE THAT STILL AFFECTS HIM/HER AND WHY/HOW: Once I was on the plane to Florida after my mom’s funeral, I kinda knew that it was like, the start of a new life. It was a very hard 48 hours. my life in Seattle feels so far away now HOW MUCH SCHOOL DID S/HE ATTEND? DOES S/HE LIKE SCHOOL? I, um, got into NYU’s visual art program but I couldn’t afford it...never considered going back. WHAT IS THE WORST THING THIS CHARACTER HAS EVER DONE? I’d rather not say.

EMOTIONAL CHARACTERISTICS

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral FOUR TEMPERAMENTS: Choleric. SPONTANEOUS OR STRUCTURED? Spontaneous HOW HAS THIS CHARACTER MOST CHANGED FROM YOUTH? A little more focused when it’s time to be and he’s better about being honest about his emotions. HOW HAS THIS CHARACTER REMAINED THE SAME? Still incredibly impulsive and doesn’t always consider consequences. Still kinda reckless.

RELATIONSHIPS WITH OTHERS

WHO IS HIS/HER BEST FRIEND? Barry and Alex ANY SECRET ATTRACTIONS/CRUSHES: None FIRST CRUSH/ROMANTIC LOVE: Can’t remember CURRENT GIRLFRIEND/BOYFRIEND/SPOUSE: ....BARRY! PEOPLE S/HE DISLIKES: No one, really? I don’t know man, it’s hard holding a grudge. HAS S/HE LOST TOUCH WITH ANYONE SIGNIFICANT IN HIS/HER LIFE? IF SO, WHY? People move, people change. HOW MANY PEOPLE HAS S/HE DATED? DESCRIBE EACH RELATIONSHIP. Okay, FIRST OFF, we’re absolutely not doing this because I would literally be talking all fucking day. I’ve slept around a bit.

SEX/ROMANTIC LIFE

WHAT DO THEY CONSIDER TO BE A ROMANTIC DATE? Art gallery showing or a gig. Anytime I open up my art. HOW DOES A NORMAL DATE GO FOR THIS CHARACTER? Normally I just goes with someone to a bar and then fall into bed with them. Not really a dater. HOW WOULD THEY LIKE TO PROPOSE OR BE PROPOSED TO? I’d make a huge fucking deal out of it. I can be a little, as the kids say, dramatic. VIRGIN? hahahahahaha no. DESCRIBE HIS/HER SEX LIFE: Man, the man is non-stop. HOW OFTEN DOES THIS CHARACTER HAVE SEX? Once every couple of days at the absolute least. HOW LONG CAN S/HE GO WITHOUT SEX? Like a week. Or else I get cranky. HOW DOES THIS CHARACTER FEEL EMOTIONALLY AFTER SEX? Normally I try to slip out after sex but most of the time I’m just relaxed. DOES SEX PLAY AN IMPORTANT ROLE IN HIS/HER RELATIONSHIP? Not as much as I thought. TOP OR BOTTOM? Flexible. Most times I’m with dudes I like being a bottom. DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE? I find myself being more submissive lately. WHAT WAS HIS/HER FIRST SEXUAL EXPERIENCE? IS IT A POSITIVE OR NEGATIVE MEMORY? It was painfully average. HAVE THEY EVER IMPREGNATED SOMEONE, OR BEEN IMPREGNATED? Not that I...know of. HAVE THEY EVER HAD INTERCOURSE OR A SEXUAL EXPERIENCE WITH THE SEX IN WHICH THEY ARE NOT ATTRACTED? No.

MENTAL ATTITUDES/PERSONAL BELIEFS

MYERS BRIGGS PERSONALITY TYPE: ENFP ANY PSYCHOLOGICAL ISSUES? ENNEAGRAM: #7 - The Enthusiast KNOWN LANGUAGES: English SELF-CONFIDENCE: I’m the hottest piece of ass in any room and I damn well know it. OPTIMIST OR PESSIMIST? Can be a little pessimistic...is there a word for kinda both? EXTROVERT OR INTROVERT? Extrovert. EMOTIONAL OR LOGICAL? Very emotional. PATIENT OR IMPATIENT? Impatient. COMPASSIONATE OR SELF-INVOLVED? Self-involved. WHAT DOES S/HE LIKE MOST ABOUT HIM/HERSELF? Confidence. WHAT DOES S/HE LIKE LEAST ABOUT HIM/HERSELF? Recklessness. WHOM DOES S/HE REALLY LOVE BEST? Barry and Alex. WHAT IS HIS/HER GREATEST FEAR? Becoming nothing. CHARACTER’S GREATEST STRENGTH: My confidence and ability to handle situations as they come. CHARACTER’S GREATEST FLAW/WEAKNESS: I’m so all-systems-go and charging forward that I don’t...consider consequences. My recklessness is my worst flaw. SEVEN VIRTUES: Diligence SEVEN SINS: Slut? BIGGEST VULNERABILITY (NONPHYSICAL): It’s very easy to get me to do things if you rile me up enough. BIGGEST REGRET: Ooh, maybe not going to college? BIGGEST ACCOMPLISHMENT: Getting accepted into NYU. WHAT IS/ARE THE CHARACTER’S BIGGEST, DARKEST SECRETS? (He sometimes has suicide ideation and it’s stronger than he’d like to admit) WHO ELSE KNOWS, IF ANYONE? No one. SHORT TERM GOALS: Pay rent. LONG TERM GOALS: Have the Mudhouse survive in the economy and become something to the neighborhood. WHAT EVENT OR OCCURRENCE DOES S/HE MOST DREAD OR FEAR? Losing everything on this stupid coffeehouse. WHAT DOES S/HE ACTIVELY WORK TO GAIN, KEEP, OR PROTECT? That stupid coffeehouse. WHAT IS THIS CHARACTER’S DREAM JOB? I always wanted to be like, a real artist. But this is a cool second. RELIGION: Agnostic DOES THE CHARACTER BELIEVE IN A GOD OR GODDESS? No IS RELIGION OR SPIRITUALITY AN IMPORTANT PART OF THIS CHARACTER’S LIFE? Nah SUPERSTITION: None CHINESE ZODIAC: Horse ASTROLOGICAL ZODIAC: Aries ELEMENT: Fire

LIKES AND DISLIKES

COLOR: Royal blue FOOD: Crab DRINK: Black-eye BOOK: Ha. I don’t read. THEME SONG: I will rock out to that Orange is the New Black song for my entire life. MUSIC GENRE: Alternative PLACE: Seattle PERSON: Barry MOVIE: Trainspotters TV SHOW: Parks and Rec SUBJECT IN SCHOOL: Art ANIMAL: Cat LEAST FAVORITE ANIMAL: Goose WHERE DOES THIS CHARACTER LIKE TO HANG OUT? A blues bar by where we live. WHERE IS THIS CHARACTER’S DREAM PLACE TO LIVE? Moving back to Seattle but only if Barry and Alex can come with. WHAT SORTS OF BOOKS ARE MOST LIKELY TO BE FOUND ON THEIR SHELVES? Ha. MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: Transit. SEASON: Fall. HOLIDAY: That month between Thanksgiving and Christmas is cool. FLOWER: Erm. Ones that smell nice? POSSESSION: I still have a baseball jersey that belonged to my mom and it’s literally the last thing I have of her.

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