Be My Mistake | TaeKook

NIRVANA

Taehyung

I'm finally home after an exhausting day that has been full of drama and paperwork to sign before the storm of festivals and concerts begins. My ears and fingers have been numbed already. And so, a shower now may help reactivate my nerves.

"Siri, call Jimin and put him on speaker"

I leave the phone on the countertop basin and set my skin free of clothes before I let the water wash away everything that has happened in the last 48 hours wondering if it could help me vanish with them.

"Don't you dare cry to me over a phone call now. I was right, wasn't I? Jungkook hurt you again ha? What's that sound? Are you crying in the shower again? Bitch I have work. I can't come and pamper you now"

I finally manage to open the glass door wide so he can hear me clearly, "Jungkook hasn't come yet. I called for something else"

"and it couldn't wait until your ass is dry? I barely can hear-"

"my ass is always dry", I cut him turning off the water. Wrap a towel around my hips and walk to the sink to shave my almost nonexistent beard.

"I wonder whose fault it is", he mocks my one sided love as usual.

"long story short, Yeonjun is insecure to dance in front of people and he seems to click with none of our choreographers. The boy is so talented and he doesn't need to learn abc dance, he just needs to get more of, umm, let's say-"

"A stripper like me?", Jimin cuts me.

"Shall you stop fooling around? Ouch", I let out when I hurt myself as I always do whenever I shave. It may even be the same spot of every time!

"I will, when you stop shaving your sleek face every Saturday night thinking by that you would pull him to your pants. Fine, you want the former, hot, bold, bitchy, most talented dancer to help Yeonjun gain confidence and shine bright like Rihanna"

"Now we're talking", I say, as I'm applying my after shaving oil.

"No we're not. Cause who the fuck is Yeonjun and what in it for me?"

"He is the boy from the new band-", I say and stop when I hear the door rings. "oh shit, shit, shit"

"He came on time. Now make sure to help him come, also on time, nah?", Jimin says and I can't function to handle him now. "I hate you and I hope you know that by heart", I say and hang up before I rush to open the door.

Once I open the door, I realise I'm naked under the towel and some drops of water are still running on my body. It's not that I wish I could get time to wear something, it's the fact that I wish he took time to eye my body for even ten seconds. Instead he walks directly to the theatre room after giving me a cold smile.

I close the door and go wear loose sweater and long shorts before I follow him.

&&

We're chilling on the couch, when Jungkook is about to turn on the video projector. I snatch the remote, "Mr Jeon is not calling, and Namjoon isn't here to interrupt us, unless Seungmin decides to make another scene tonight", I say trying to break the silence.

"you're really harsh on the boy. I believe if you give him a chance and talk to him more like you do with other members, you will see how big his heart is. He has been through tough shit and luck doesn't stand for him often, but that hasn't taken compassion away from his personality"