Mix and Match ~ TK

38

"You took your sweet time."

I glared at Yeji as I passed by her and get to the fridge to see what to cook for the dozen wolves waiting for food.

Mentally making a list of the veggies and meat in the refrigerator and trying to find something to whip out, a lean figure approached me.
I froze momentarily when I smelled the familiar scent.
Being in the presence of most of our pack members and friends— who I'm sure have no idea of our situation— I tried my best to stay calm and focused even though I can feel Jimin's eyes burning at the back of my head. He too couldn't do much seeing how immersed in their conversation Ryujin was.

"What are you doing?" I ask quietly, trying not to attract attention as the raven head had a cutting board ready and was already chopping down celery as at an actual chef's pace. How the fuck is that dude good at literally everything? It's annoying the shit out of me.

"Helping." He answers simply. I frown, confused. Why is he helping me? I've been nothing but a terrible asshole to him and it's not like I even try to mask it. He must have some masochistic kink or something, that's the only explanation plausible.

Before I retort, Yeji makes way towards us, practically heart eyeing Jungkook.

"Kook hasn't had his cooking turn yet, that's so cool that he wants to help you since he's cooking tomorrow as well with Ten and BamBam."

I tense, looking at the boy still busy cutting more vegetables to add to the hangover soup I'm guessing he's making.

"Yeah, cool." I mutter and turn to grab eggs to boil.
Yeji rolled her eyes and even though her turn has passed, she didn't hesitate to ask Jungkook if he needed any help which he kindly declined, offering her his damned toothy smile that resembles a rabbit's.

When I brought the eggs and placed them on the working isle, he had already prepared the pot with hot water for me to boil them in.
Putting my ego aside for once, I decide to oversee the tension we had going on and only focus on preparing the food.
Surprisingly enough, we worked in coordination and in record time without as much as a small remark tossed around.
I was honestly shocked about how well our teamwork was. Even Jimin was wide eyed watching us work together, silently but effectively.

By the time we put everything on the table and called everyone to gather up, we had managed to prepare three full meals and everyone was humming happily while smelling the amazing aroma.

I quickly untied my apron and didn't even pay any mind to the way I casually passed it to Jungkook as he took mine and his and hung them up in their respective places.

We sat down and immediately started digging in.

"This is so good!"

"Damn right it is! Almost feels like I'm eating grandma Park's cooking."

"Did you learn to cook this in the south, JK?"

The aforementioned nodded, mouth still full.

"It's a traditional southern dish we learned to cook during training, it's basically called 'survival soup' " he explained with everyone's eyes fixed on him holding all the admiration in the world. I kept looking too, sort of curious about his knowledge. "It's easy and fast to make while also having all the veggies and meat to keep you going." They all nodded while he smiled, charming them.

"Thank you for the food!" The group chanted and continued eating their fill.

I hummed, and continued digging in, munching quietly, not thinking about anything in particular and tuning out the noises of the multiple conversations around me.

I was taken out of my unfocused state by a kick in the foot under the table. I furrowed my brows and looked up to see everyone chatting away except for Jimin who was looking at me expectantly.
I tilt my head, silently asking him what it was he wanted.
He mentioned to his phone and I quickly picked up mine from my shorts' pocket to check it.

'Is everything alright?'

I frown. Why wouldn't it be? I typed in an answer.

'Yes ofc. Y?'

I see him tapping back so I stare down at the opened text app, waiting.

'You seem very.. detached.'

I do? I don't know anymore. Ever since we came here, I've felt more and more disrupted by everything around me.
It didn't help that being in the cabins in itself constantly reminds me of all the extremely contrasting feelings of both happiness and sadness I've always felt coming in here. But it wasn't just that. Being surrounded by people I should consider family yet I know nothing about made me feel more of an outsider than ever before.
This feeling never used to bother me before because I always had Jimin by my side. Always around me physically and roaming my thoughts. Truthfully, he's always been the extroverted one out of us two and it really never bugged me until now.
Now I just feel like he's straying more and more away from me and I can't even begin to describe how scared this makes me.
I'm absolutely terrified to lose my best friend.
To be honest, I knew the first time I met Jungkook that he was going to be a huge problem in our relationship. So I pushed and pushed and ignored.
Only now Jungkook isn't even being an actual problem. He's just sitting here, being his talented and charismatic self, and being loved and praised by the entire world. He's not even paying me in any mind. Not begging me to accept him nor forcing me to reject him. And he's certainly not meddling in between Jimin and mine's relationship.
So why is it that I still feel like I'm losing my Jimin?

I'm overcame by an overwhelming sense of absolute sadness and panic. Without even realizing, I start hyperventilating.
Slowly, I try to force my shaking hands into tight fists and level my breathing but it only worsened my state.

"Tae Tae?" I heard Jimin's faint call but couldn't look at him through teary unseeing eyes.
Not bearing to stay sat for another second, I get up on wobbly feet and tried to stumble my way to my bedroom.

"Taehyung!"

I couldn't see where I was walking. It was getting harder to breathe and the more I struggled to get to my room the more I panicked. I didn't even realize when I started mumbling endlessly.

"Please, please no.."

"Taehyung?!"

I didn't know if the voices I heard were outside or inside of my head, flashbacks filled with pain and horror appeared and disappeared from my vision.

Why does it hurt so much?

"Stop.. stop..."

"Taehyung!"

"Stop.."

My ears were ringing, my breath hitched once the struggle to inhale oxygen became challenging until I just collapsed on the ground.

My heart was thumping uncontrollably in my chest and the dizziness from not being able to see properly made my stomach churn.

Helplessness and dread took over me. I couldn't even control the pained howls of my wolf as he tried taking over but failed due to the weak human body.
It eventually went on and on until I completely gave in.

"Please."

"Just stop."

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