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yoongi was never aware of how distinct of a smell taehyung had, it wasn't a bad smell though. taehyung smelled like a mixture of cinnamon and expensive cologne. since taehyung was a bit bigger than the other, the sweatshirt clearly didn't fit yoongi. the shorter rolled up his sleeves for the tenth time today and approached taehyung, "a-are you s-sure you don't w-want y-your sweatshirt back?"
"you can keep it, you look way better in it than i do and that way you can always have something of mine" taehyung replied, unable to stop looking the smaller up and down. yoongi couldn't help but blush at the compliment he received.
yoongi didn't speak for a second but then a mischievous look grew on his face, "have y-you ever dyed y-your hair?" yoongi questioned.
taehyung was hesitant, "uhhh i did once when i was younger for something in elementary but it wasn't permanent"
yoongi laughed at that statement, "come o-over tomorrow a-and t-text me your color c-choice tonight, i'll g-get the d-dye"
taehyung also laughed at how yoongi was acting, "since when did you get so demanding?"

once again yoongi smirked, "don't worry t-tae, you'll a-always be the dominant" taehyung's face turned red. yoongi grabbed his things and walked out of the door "don't forget t-to text me!" yoongi yelled giving taehyung no chance to reply.
as soon as yoongi stepped a foot into his house his phone chimed, yoongi read the text out loud "jet black please" yoongi smiled, that was the exact color he wanted tae to pick. yoongi thought black would look great on taehyung, unable to wait any longer he headed out to the store. the boy decided on a silver color for his hair, yoongi had dyed his hair many colors in the past but it had been a while since he went silver.
before yoongi knew it, it was the next day and somebody was knocking on the door. taehyung had come in wearing a sweatshirt and jeans. "i h-hope you don't l-like that sweat s-shirt" yoongi told the other. later on yoongi just ended up giving taehyung a regular white shirt sleeve. the shirt was tight on taehyung but in an attractive way. yoongi wanted to get right into business so he sat taehyung down in front of the mirror and wrapped a towel around his upper body, "hey t-tae what year w-were you born?" yoongi questioned.
taehyung was suspicious, "95 why yoongi?"
yoongi cleared his throat, "that's yoongi-hyung to y-you young s-sir" the older boy messed around.
"come on, don't be like that" taehyung sighed
"did y-you say s-something? w-were y-you talking to m-me?" yoongi joked, laughing at bugging the other.
"you're not funny, hyung."


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