ENCHANTED | TK

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He heard them, loud and clear. Jimin even held his arm to stop him, but he pulled away just before the mannequin could be out of his sight.

He followed him, unsure of the reason of his own actions. I'm just concern to a friend, okay? He told himself, then hesitated because, are they already considered as friends? He doesn't know, but he knows he needed to be beside him. Not after seeing the tears that streamed down his ocean eyes, like a newly found river.

He entered the comfort room where he had seen the mannequin entered, heaving a deep breath as he locked it for privacy. He heard sobs, and it breaks his heart. Jungkook is soft for those in pain.

"Slut, huh?" He heard from inside one of the cubicles, "I'm not the one who beg to be your boyfriend!"

Jungkook just leaned on the sink and waited until the other is done. He doesn't know if he'll react nicely when he sees him but he's ready to take the risk just to comfort him. Not after he's already invested every ounce of his interest to the mannequin.

"I hate you!" Taehyung shouted again, not able to contain the anger that's been building inside him. Jungkook just listened, understanding why he would react this way even though he doesn't know why they argued like that. It's embarrassing and humiliating to be called a slut even if you're not one. Being in an all-boy's school doesn't make it any better either, for he knows that boys don't gossip, but actually tries to get a piece of something they're intrigued about. He won't deny it that he's doing that already, but not for the same reason.

"You know, it's all your fault." Taehyung said again, sniffing. Jungkook got  confused. Is he talking to him? Or is he still cursing that senior?

"If you're not that childish and weird, you wouldn't be in this situation." Or maybe he's still talking to himself? "If you're not gullible and easy, you wouldn't be called the School's Slut!"

"If you're not stupid, you won't be punished!" he screamed, then became silent once again. Jungkook thought he's finished with his rants and is going to go out of the cubicle, but he spoke once again.

"It's all your fault, Kim Taehyung!"

Jungkook gulped, swallowing the lump forming in his throat as that sentence strike him hard. He doesn't know what Taehyung is thinking, he doesn't know the context of all the things he said, but it hurts him to hear someone blame themselves with everything that had happened to them. But he understands him.

Without thinking too much, Jungkook walked towards the cubicle where the voice was coming, pushing the door open to see the mannequin that he's been obssessing over the past week.

His heart had been shattered once again when he saw how red and puffy his eyes and nose are. His tears didn't stop flowing, but instead occupied his whole face and even dripped to the blouse he was wearing.

He didn't look at him though, a sign that he already knew about Jungkook's presence, and that made him feel at ease.

"It's my fault, right?" He asked once again, finally looking at him. And Jungkook thought those blue eyes would lose its appeal behind the tears, but he's wrong. It just made them more endearing as the tears make it seem like they're shining.

Jungkook nodded his head. Not able to comfort the other through lying, for he knows better.

Taehyung chuckled, amused of his honesty. "You're really cute."

He watched Taehyung wipe his tears before smiling to him. "Thank you for being honest, you're the first."

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