T/W for close minded people: Homosexuality 🏳🌈
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꧁Chapter 7꧂
A/N: Continuing in last chapter! ˙˚ʚ('◡')ɞ˚˙
The atmosphere was tense. Not cold, but tense.
Silence hung itself in the air. Jungkook didn't know how to break it, he was afraid that he would say something wrong to trigger something. Namjoon didn't want to break it, in fear of being judged by the youngest.
The two sat in the awkward silence for quite some time. Maybe ten minutes if they were to guess. It was just them, and the sounds coming from the outside world, unaware of the situation indoors.
But the silence left Jungkook thinking: 'When did this happen? How did no one know? Unless, he was the only one that didn't know. If so, why would Namjoon hyung not tell him? Was he not trustworthy?'
Thoughts like those spiralled in Jungkook's mind. He wanted to ask, to confirm, to comfort, but his lips were shut. Glued together unwillingly.
Taking a glance at his hyung, he watches as Namjoon stares at the floor, seemingly deep in thought. He didn't know what he was thinking, but it must be something very important.
Two minutes passed, silence continued.
'Should I start a conversation?'
Jungkook thought to himself. Playing with his hands awkwardly to try and get rid of unwanted anxiety.
'Would that be too much? Or would that be needed?'
Taking another glance at his hyung, he thinks that it would be for the best if he started asking. He figured, if not now, then when?
"So... Hyung," Jungkook started awkwardly. Namjoon was startled, jumping slightly from surprise, but immediately calmed down.
"...Yeah?"
"...Why have you never told me?" Jungkook thought he was close to his hyung, but he probably was not if this is a secret being kept from him. Still, there must be a reason, right?
Namjoon felt shivers down his spine.
"...I'm sorry..." he apologised with a quiet voice, hunching downwards, trying to avoid eye contact due to shame. The behaviour startled Jungkook, he widened his eyes.
"What? Don't be!" he immediately responded. "You must have a reason, a very valid one. Everyone has secrets!"
Namjoon supposes that he's right, but he still doesn't feel good about it. He was stupid to think that Jungkook wasn't trustworthy.
'Look where your stupidity leads you? Our maknae is now hurt because of your selfishness. You fool.'
A voice scolded. He felt tears coming from his eyes.
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أدب الهواة❕This fan fiction is unfinished, and will remain unfinished. You have been warned, though I'd still appreciate it if you'd checked it out :) - Namjoon has a secret, a secret he hid for years. Well, not until that day. The day Hoseok discovered Namjo...
