The Last Snows of Spring

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I don’t know. Maybe the ghost that ate my sushi last week?” Yoongi says as he is still not over his sushi disappearing out of thin air.

I like it. It reminds me of a movie that has a happy ending.” Kind of like the story of us, Yoongi wanted to say but he held it in. No matter how many years went by, he never grew accustomed to expressing his feelings out loud like that. As if they don’t carry so much weight to them. Leaving himself bare and vulnerable.Wait until you see the kitchen!” Taehyung says. He pulls Yoongi towards the kitchen behind him. Yoongi almost trips over Taehyung as he walks behind him. Taehyung switches the lights on when they enter. He could still hear the voice of the doctor explaining what Alzheimer's was and how it affected a person. He still felt his heart crushing into a million pieces. The sight of Taehyung breaking down inside was still burned into his mind. The hopelessness wouldn’t fade. And you’ll call Namjoon Hyung about working on a few songs together?” Taehyung asks after the tears have stopped. Yoongi is curled around him in a tight hug.

He remembers falling asleep on the sofa while he waited for Yoongi to finish. They missed their nightly program because of it too. You didn’t finish,” Yoongi said quietly. Taehyung nodded and sighed. “Well what are you waiting for? Keep going!” Do you really miss me, Hyung?” Taehyung asks. Yoongi can’t believe the absurdity of those words. As if Yoongi didn’t wear Taehyung’s cardigan all day because it smelled like him. Taehyung, I really didn’t eat your cake,” Yoongi says. “I’ve literally been trying to build this goddamn impossible coffee table the entire time you’ve been gone!”That was the worst thing you have ever said,” Taehyung groans after one particular hard thrust from Yoongi. He’s in a frenzy, trying to create friction to get them off. They’re both hard. Taehyung is a given. There is no way that Yoongi ever fails to turn him off. And the sight of Yoongi grinding down his hips to Taehyung’s desperately was enough to set him off. And right next to it was the doughnut they had left out. Only now it was half eaten. The culprit very obvious from the cream and crumbs on its whiskers. Say what to who?” Yoongi asks. Namjoon rolls his eyes as he looks behind him to find what had Yoongi’s attention. He smiles when he sees that it was Taehyung laughing on the floor, not even showing his age from the youth coming from his eyes.

I wasn’t taking a walk. I sat at the park until it got dark and then I sat outside on the grass because I wasn’t ready to come inside yet,” Yoongi finally says. Taehyung breathes a little easier knowing that his boyfriend wasn’t out having sex with a random stranger. Yoongi had been reading in the garden when it happened. He looked up at Taehyung, wondering if he had spent more time outside than he thought. He thought maybe he was late to get dinner started. But one look at Taehyung’s face and all the blood drained from his face. He was sure of it. Taehyung’s hip was starting to ache a little bit but somehow, he managed to readjust himself and ends up hitting Yoongi’s prostate. The elder’s voice was starting to sound hoarse from how vocal he was being. His deep voice bounced off the windows making them shake.

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