º𝐈 𝐁𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔º - ot7

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Taehyung watched Jungkook shuffle around on the couch for the thousandth time and snickered quietly. They had been attempting to study English together and it had taken Taehyung a while to realise that Jungkook had fallen asleep. He had just taken his books away, pulled a blanket over him and carried on studying by himself.

Taehyung soon noticed that 'studying by himself' mostly consisted of staring at Jungkook. Once again, Taehyung shook his head and turned his attention back to his books. He had read the same paragraph about a hundred times by now but he was still no clearer on what it meant. His brain wasn't functioning as well as he'd like it to and he had a sneaking suspicion that Jungkook was behind it.

This was happening a lot recently. Taehyung would attempt to focus on something and Jungkook would come in and totally disrupt it. A few days ago, when Taehyung was trying to beat his high score on some game, the moment Jungkook had walked in, he forgot what he was even doing and started a conversation. It was only when Jungkook left that he came to his senses again. The week before, when he was helping Seokjin with dinner, he had nearly burnt the dorm down when Jungkook said hi.

It was like his world revolved around Jungkook. And, in some ways, it did. Jungkook was his littlest little brother, the only one he liked to talk to about his actual problems. Jimin was always there, of course he was, but Taehyung didn't like to worry him. Jungkook was unconditionally there with him and for him and it was so amazing. He was just an awesome person in general. His dance skills were unparred, he could do anything he set his mind to, he had the most incredible body and-

Taehyung slapped himself. He really needed to stop thinking about Jungkook like that. It was happening way too often and it was starting to freak him out. He didn't think of any of the others like that. It couldn't be...

Taehyung started thinking about how much he let Jungkook rule his mind. Every outfit he chose in the morning, his first thought was would Jungkook like this? Every car journey, he would make a subconscious effort to sit next to him. Even in reviewing performances, when he was supposed to be focusing on himself, his gaze always drifted to Jungkook.

Taehyung sat bolt upright. That wasn't... normal. He looked over Jungkook's sleeping form and his heart skipped a beat. Fuck. So maybe Jungkook was perfect in every way, shape and form. And that was just maybe the most attractive thing Taehyung could think of. Jungkook rolled over on the couch and moaned lightly. Taehyung smiled and sat back, breathing for a minute.

"Here we go again," he muttered.

Jungkook's sleep-talking was the funniest thing any of them had ever heard. He did it at least once a week and it wasn't unusual for him to wake up with an audience. He spoke clearly and fluently while acting out his dreams which were so strange sometimes. Taehyung's personal favourite quote was,

"No, eomma, that's too many chickens."

Occasionally, he'd sing, too. Taehyung didn't know how he had a mostly stable voice whilst asleep but the notes he couldn't reach were hilarious. Everyone did love it, though. Taehyung more than anyone.

He was about to get up and get some water when he heard a familiar tune. He looked over and saw Jungkook sleepily but beautifully humming the melody to Winter Bear, which made Taehyung's heart flutter annoyingly. It was getting a lot harder for Taehyung to stay sane with Jungkook here. He needed time to think. He said a silent goodnight and then got up, ready to go to bed. He had just turned away when he heard a faint,

"Taehyungie-hyung, stay with me." Taehyung froze. He spun around, wondering how Jungkook could have woken up. As he watched, he realised that he hadn't. Jungkook was asleep and dreaming about him. There was that flutter again. "No, hyung, I know... you don't like me like that, I know... please, though, I love you," Jungkook whimpered. Taehyung could barely breathe. "I can't help it... you're so pretty."