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Can't Help Falling In Love

Summary:

Six Times Kim Taehyung Fell in Love with Jeon Jungkook and the One Time He Didn't.

Notes:

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The halls of Seoul National University transformed into a winter wonderland adorned with a frosty elegance that whispered tales of snow-laden dreams. A gentle chill lingered in the air, and the grand architecture of the university seemed to glisten with a dusting of frost. The students, bundled in warm layers, moved through the corridors like characters in a seasonal ballet.

Taehyung, backpack slung over one shoulder, in his simple yet stylish ensemble—a dark-colored sweater underneath his coat, complemented by a pair of well-fitted jeans that spoke more of comfort than extravagance, walks sleepily, with signs of weariness evident in his eyes that were usually vibrant and expressive, betrayed the telltale shadows of sleep deprivation brought on by the relentless demands of finals week.

As he neared the library entrance, his fluffy hair, usually meticulously styled, bounced with each step, a playful rebellion against the confines of exhaustion. The disheveled strands, kissed by winter's breath, added an endearing touch to his appearance, revealing a vulnerability that contrasted with the usual poise he carried.

Taehyung's movements, though graceful, carried the subtle weight of fatigue. The soft sound of footsteps against the tiled floor echoed a student's journey caught in the whirlwind of academia. The library door, a gateway to sanctuary and intellectual challenge awaited his arrival, ready to envelop him in the warmth of knowledge despite the winter chill that clung to his coat.

Inside, the familiar scent of books mingled with the hushed whispers of students engrossed in their studies. Taehyung, with his sleep-deprived determination, pushed open the library door. As he entered the university library, the warmth of the indoors enveloped him, dispelling the winter chill that clung to his coat. The scent of aged books mingled with the faint aroma of hot beverages, creating an ambiance that welcomed scholars and dreamers alike.

Taehyung's destination was a familiar corner, a quiet enclave where the allure of knowledge enticed him to spend countless hours. The library, with its towering shelves and the promise of intellectual exploration, was his refuge. With a determined yet contemplative expression, he scanned the room for his usual spot, only to find it occupied.

Jeon Jungkook, a law student deeply immersed in his studies, unknowingly claimed Taehyung's usual corner.

However, instead of feeling angry or irritated, Taehyung was quietly fascinated by Jungkook's intense focus and determined brow furrow. Taehyung then found himself drawn to the rhythmic dance of Jungkook's pen against the pages. The soft rustle of the turning pages created a backdrop to Jungkook's intellectual world, and unwittingly, Taehyung's determination to study took a brief pause as he admired the dedication radiating from the other. 

"Law, huh?" Taehyung remarked, his voice carrying the musical cadence of curiosity as he noticed the books scattered on the table.

Jungkook, initially startled by the interruption, looked up from his materials. His eyes, a canvas of determination, met Taehyung's gaze. "Yeah," he replied, a spark igniting in his eyes, "planning to change the world one courtroom at a time."

Taehyung's smile widened, an unspoken understanding passing between them. "I'm Taehyung, by the way. Medical student," he introduced himself, extending a hand. "Hope you don't mind me taking this seat?"

Jungkook reciprocated the gesture with a wide smile. "Jungkook. And no. Not at all. That seat's empty anyway."

 

In the serenity of the library, amidst the hushed whispers of his surroundings, Taehyung discovered a new source of inspiration in the form of Jeon Jungkook.

Notes:

Just something that came into my mind while trying to write the next chapter of my other story lmao.