𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝑹𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 || 𝑱𝒊𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌

𝟏𝟒. 𝑻𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚?

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TW : Description of panic attack.

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The school time jogged by and the brunette found himself dreading to go home. He never celebrated his birthday in the last two years and taking in all the love and affection he received today, he felt happy for once.

But sad that he did not have the one person who used to be by his side, with a delicious cheesecake and a charming smile. He missed it, he missed it so bad that it made him tear up every second he thought of it.

And he didn't covet for the attention of the students and his colleagues by breaking down and dissolving his tears in school.

Finally, when the last bell bonged, indicating the end of his bittersweet day in the school, Jungkook packed away his books and bag earlier than usual.

He bid goodbyes to everyone, left the staff room and walked towards the parking area.

Opening the passenger's seat, he placed his belongings and got around the car to climb in when he heard Taemin call him. He closed the door and turned towards the boy, opening his arms with his bunny smile.

The pink haired jumped into his arms and giggled as the brunette ruffled his hair.

"Happy birthday hyung!" he beamed as they pulled out of the hug.

"Thank you Minnie, I really appreciate your help for decorating in the morning," Jungkook thanked.

"You knew about that?" the pink haired questioned.

"You think I did not notice you in the morning?" he said as he chuckled.

"Nope, I thought you were busy gazing, nope scratch that, checking out someone," Taemin sassed.

"What‐t? N-no," he disagreed as he refused to look into the boy's eyes.

"I've seen you, you are checking him out," the boy accused.

"No! I just wanted to see him if he was even looking at me or not. And probably he didn't," Jungkook blurted out as he pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

The second realization dawned on him that he literally complained about not getting attention from the raven to his younger brother, all he wished was that he could magically teleport into his car and drive away without looking back.

Instead, he widened his eyes as red hue surged up from the base of his neck to the tip of his ears.

Taemin looked at him with an amused smile.

"Craving for attention, aren't we?" he teased, wiggling his eyebrows.

"No," Jungkook said as he turned around, his back facing the boy.

"Okay, okay. You'll explode if I tease you again. Now turn around," he said, turning the brunette around by gripping his shoulders.

"Now, my dear Hyung, close your eyes," the boy asked.

"But why—" his whining was interrupted when the pink haired cut him off.

"Just close them hyung," Taemin urged and the brunette compiled by closing his eyes.

"Now put forth your hands and open your palms," he ordered and Jungkook again compiled, doing what the boy requested.

He felt some weight put on his palms.