Mirrors Paralell //Jikook

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"T-Taehyung"

Taehyung lies on his side, face red and eyes buffy. He's sleeping.

Hoseok looks at me and asks me if anything is wrong. He wants to know if anything happened to him.

"Don't worry. He's just sleeping," I whisper to him. Hobi nods and goes downstairs, saying he will make something for us to eat later. I stay here with Jungkook and look at Taehyungs peaceful face. He has been crying.

Half an hour later I see Taehyung move. He slowly opens his eyes and looks at me for a second before yelping and moving away.

"Hey, hey! It's okay Tae. It's me, Jimin," I quickly say. He relaxes a little.

"How did you get inside?" He asks me with a raspy voice.

"Hoseok had the key to unlock the front door," I answer him. He seems to understand and nods, but then looks around the room.

"Where is he?"

"He went to make some food for us," I answer. He slowly nods and starts to get up. I also stand up from the bed, telling Taehyung that I'll be going downstairs to wait for him there. He agrees and I go out of the room. 

When I make it downstairs, I see Hoseok boiling water. He stops for a minute to ask where Taehyung is.

"He's changing. He'll be down soon," I say. I take a seat on the couch and continue, "What are you making?"

"I'm making Taes favorite soup. He likes to eat it when he is feeling down," he answers. I nod and turn away to look out of the window. I feel like I have forgotten something, but I can't wrap my head around it. It feels like somethings missing. My mind goes blank after that. I don't want to distract Hobi from making food, so I just stay quiet.

After a while I turn on the TV and watch the news. Taehyung has been changing for 5 minutes. I'm a little worried, but I'm gonna wait a little longer until I go to check on him. I don't want to invade his privacy.

My eyes start to feel droopy. I close my eyes, to maybe take a little nap.

"AGHHhhhhh"

I flinch at the loud sound. Hoseok is looking at me with wide eyes and we both start running upstairs. I don't knock, I just rush into the room, slamming the door open. I see Tae at the corner of the room, crying and shaking. We run to him.

"What happened?!" I quickly ask him. He doesn't answer, only points. My eyes follow where he is pointing. It's his bed. I stand up and make my way to it, noticing a not so unfamiliar mirror on it. I pick it up and I see Tae flinch. Both me and Hoseok look at each other, the same thought going through our minds. He found out.

"Is this it?" I ask him. He shakily nods his head and answers, 

"T-There was s-someone in that! A-And it talked."

Hoseok and I both sigh. I think It's better if we told him now then leave it as it is.

"We know," says Hoseok. Taehyung looks at Hobi, then me, then at Hobi again. He looks lost.

"W-What do you mean you k-know?"

"We know Taehyung. His name is Jungkook," I say. He looks confused. I signal for Jungkook to show himself, and he does so.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you. I thought you were Jimin," says Jungkook immediately. I look at him in disbelief. 

"You weren't suppose to find out so soon, Tae. I'm really sorry he scared you," I say while glaring at Jungkook. Jungkook just has a shaky smile on his face and he says he's sorry. I forgive him, but he should say that to Tae.

"I'm sorry," apologizes Jungkook. Tae has relaxed, and he slowly nods.

"It's okay," he says quietly. Hoseok runs back downstairs to continue his cooking, while I help Tae stand up. We make our way downstairs. I place "Jungkook" on the tabel and we take a seat. We chat for a while, until Hoseok joins us, saying that the food is ready, but it just has to cool down a little. 

We keep talking about things, mostly Jungkook. I tell the whole story to taehyung, who seems to somewhat understand. We chat on different topics that have been going around in the world and a while later Hoseok says we can eat. We all stand up to put ourself soup. I grab a bowl from the cabnits and a spoon from the drawer. I place a normal amount of soup into my bowl and go back to the tabel. Taehyung and Hoseok stay in the kitchen to talk.

I slowly eat my food. I'm thinking of what I did before, with Jungkook. The kiss was good, I agree, but he isn't actually here. He isn't real. The thought itself makes me cry, because I want him to be real. I want him to one day hold me, kiss me.

I snap out of my thoughts when I feel tears fall down my cheeks. I sniffle and quickly try to wipe them away. I don't want anyone to see me like this. Though I believe that Jungkook noticed, because he looks at me worriedly. I quickly finish my food and stand up. I go to the kitchen, trying to avoid looking at Tae or Hobi, and place my I bowl into the sink and grab a cup, filling it with water and then downing it. I go back to the table and grab the mirror, saying goodnight to Taehyung and Hoseok. 

I almost slam the door closed when I enter the guest room. I place the mirror onto the bed and grab a T-shirt and the baggy pants that Taehyung had placed on the ground before. I change my clothes and fall on the bed, burying my face into the pillow.

"Why did you cry before?" Jungkook asks me. I sit up and pick "him" up. 

"I didn't cry, just shed a few tears," I answer softly. He looks as if he doesn't believe me.

"You shed a few tears for a reason. Was it because of what happened before? To your friend?"

 I shake my head.

"No, it wasn't because of Tae, though I was a little sad and scared when all of that happened," I say.

"Then why?"

"I want to hold you."

That seems to have caught him off guard. He chokes on air and coughs.

"Say again?" 

"I want t-to hold you," I say. I feel tears roll down my cheeks again. I have cried a lot today. "I just want you by my side!"

"H-Hey! Don't cry. You'll hold me someday. I'll be there, don't worry," says Jungkook confidently. How can he be so sure?

"How can you be so s-sure?"

"I just know I am," he says softly. I don't question him and I just smile softly. He smiles back and then asks me something,

"Goodnight kiss?" 

I giggle at him, at his cuteness, and lean in to give him a little peck. Then I place him onto the little closet and go to bed. I'm definetly happy with today. And I don't feel so sad anymore.