party

Chapter Sixty

THIRD PERSON's POV

Chatting and chatting, until they both reached a plain, black door with the gold handle on it. They didn't even notice, they're having fun talking to each other about things and pieces of stuff.

Taehyung sighed before looking at him.

"We're here in my room," he said.

"Hm, let me guess. Your room is probably filled with black."

The older smiled. "How did you guess that?"

"Look at your door, it attracted my eyes after seeing it's the only black thing in the wall earlier." Jungkook pointed to the door, didn't even bother to touch it knowing that it may cost more than anything.

"I love that color, but you know that I love you more." Taehyung laughed, making Jungkook giggle.

"Stop, Taehyung." he smiled.

The older male moved close to the door and started to type something located to the door out of nowhere. Faint clicking sounds are heard, making him look at what the other is doing.

Seconds have passed, the door clicked slightly open. The room is dark, nothing else is seen, it looks empty in darkness.

Taehyung glanced at him with his small smile before putting his hand near him, bowing lightly.

"Shall we go inside?"

Jungkook cackled as he accepted Taehyung's hand. "Of course, Tae."

The older lightly pushed the door, making all the lights turn on suddenly.

Jungkook closed his eyes in an instant as he felt his self stumbling on the ground because the lights rapidly opened without a single warning.

When he opened his eyes and let it adjust through the light, his mouth created an "O" shape as he wandered his eyes around the room. Simple yet powerful, plain yet so cool. It's eye-catching and just..perfect.

The bed is so big, probably can fit around 3 to 5 people with an inch in between. The blanket and a comforter were laying on the bed smoothly and the pillows were arranged properly. Mixed of dark colors and plain colors. Black, gray, pearl white, and gold.

By looking around, if he's going to compare, his and Jimin's shared room is a bit smaller than the older's room. It's almost as wide as their living room. A gaming station, a couch with a huge flat-screen TV in front, a medium-sized pantry beside the bed. Just a very cool room, an ideal room for some.

"Woah...I'm speechless," he whispered, staying still on where he's standing up when he heard the door clicked closed.

He felt his presence beside him as he continued admiring such a perfect, dark-colored room.

"Damn, this room is fire," Jungkook said, nodding his head repeatedly before giving Taehyung a smile that's now smirking.

"What did you say? Can you repeat it for me?" he asked, lifting his hand on his waist.

Jungkook scoffed, "Your room is pretty cool, so much."

"No, the first word."

"What word?"

"The d-word."

"Da room is cool?"

Taehyung sighed. "Oh c'mon, love."

"That's what I said!" Jungkook teased, holding his laugh.

Taehyung started to rub his forehead and just continued sighing. Jungkook felt bad, who would not?