The Priest's Son

Dawn Festival

Jungkook pov

It soon came Thursday as I rolled out of bed, my eyes refusing to open fully until I had a gulp of coffee to wake me up. My body still felt like jelly after being dormant for the past few hours. I realised that I would be going out with Tae soon, an excited smile adorning my features. I ruffled my hair as I stood up, my chapped lips smacking against each other as I pried the moisture in my mouth over those dry pillows.

I walked down the hallway seeing the others cuddled up on the couch watching a movie. It was silent until I heard them all screaming the lyrics, "7 FOOT FRAME, RATS ALONG HIS BACK," they screeched as Jimin and Jin jumped up and started dancing along with Camilo. I giggled as I walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. The tap sounded and they all turned around to look at me like meerkats. 

I stopped the glass just before my lips, a red hue beginning to settle on my cheeks. "W-what?" They all started smirking at me, then looked at each other. And laughed. "What!" I whined, putting the glass on the polished wooden bench. "So, it's your date with tae tonight?" Yoongi started, I looked up sheepishly, a large smile playing on my lips. "We all agreed to have him sleepover for the time his dad is away," Hobi continued.

I nodded waiting for him to continue. I had zero patience. "Yeah?" I asked. "So he will probably stay with you..." Jimin continued smirking. My eyes widened, but my smile just turned sweet thinking that he would be able to hang out with us 24/7. "Just don't fuck him," Jimin finished, I started choking on a breath of air, my hands clutching my chest as I almost went barreling to the floor. "I-I'm not gonna, d-do anything-" I said desperately, shyly looking around the room avoiding their smirking gazes. 

"Mmhm," Yoongi continued, rolling his eyes. I shook my head after they all turned around and returned their focus to the tv. I couldn't wait for tonight, hoping I could get a little bit closer to Tae.

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Third-person pov

Taehyung was wandering around the house as he was nervous about what would happen if his dad found out what he was doing. What if other's saw him? Would they tell his father? He began wondering if Jungkook was worth the petrifying pain of being locked in that room. After all the kindness and supportive gestures and the fun company he has shown him, Taehyung decided to take the risk. He was going to go see Jungkook.

He decided on an oversized white sweater, with pencilled designs over the right sleeve - something he loved doing. And shimmy-ing a pair of blue washed jeans over his body, the material tightly hugging his curves which his father always made him hide. He never wore earrings as his father thought that it made him look feminine, but he decided to wear a pair of silver hoops in one ear and a long dangling silver chain in the other. He carefully brushed his hair and pulled his favourite pair of converse on - light green with little drawings on them that matched those on his sweater.

He looked in the mirror, slightly starting to feel self-conscious. Maybe he should change his sweater? Would Jungkook like him if he dressed sexier? Should he wear black jeans instead? Should he take out his earrings? He was taken out of his long mind games when a ringing sound began vibrating his phone. Jungkook's name appearing on the screen, Taehyung could feel a subconscious smile working its way on his face.

"Hey, Tae! I'm on my way now! I'll be at your house in about 5 minutes!" Jungkook chimed happily as he started the car, pulling out of the driveway. He muttered a little okay as he walked towards his door, holding his phone securely in his hand, his house keys and wallet firmly in the other. Jungkook hung up as he approached Taehyung's house, feeling nervous yet excited to see the brown-haired beauty.

He turned the car off and brushed down his clothes to make him look presentable. Then walked up the little carved driveway, reaching the iron-gated door. He sounded the doorbell, revealing the beautiful specimen that is Kim Taehyung. Jungkook's draw dropped in adoration, the boy before him left him speechless, his gorgeous brown hair swaying in the low breeze as his fingers gently curled themselves into the hem of his sweater.