Precious Gems | JiKook

三十二

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"I really like him, Taehyung."

Jungkook sat perched on Taehyung's desk chair in his bedroom, swivelling back and forth as his fidgeted with the hem of his shirt anxiously. He was so glad that he had he best friend back in his life fully, because he was sure that he would go insane without the older male's advice.

"Do you? Or was the sex just that good?" Taehyung answered, half joking and half serious as he sat on his bed. He had a rolling tray in front of him, and was trying to get his sweaty fingers to stop sticking to the papers so that roll a joint.

A sly smirk grew on Taehyung's face as he heard Jungkook sputter out of embarrassment, looking up to see his friend's face turning red. "What?"

Jungkook huffed, turning his face to hide it from Taehyung.

"Could you take this a bit more seriously?" He asked, trying to ignore the embarrassment he felt that was making his stomach turn. It seemed that everyone except for himself was trying to get him to turn away from Jimin, which was frustrating.

Taehyung chuckled, blowing a few strands of hair out of his eyes. Jungkook's relationship with Jimin was so interesting, and it was really difficult to give advice about it. Taehyung, at first, really didn't like Jimin. He was a horrible influence, was tough on Jungkook mentally and physically, and he was pretty dangerous on top of that. Now, Taehyung couldn't say that he hated the thief, but he definitely wasn't fond enough to tell Jungkook to jump into a relationship with him.

"Okay." Taehyung sighed, sprinkling ground up weed into the paper he was precariously holding between his fingertips. "What do you like about him?"

Jungkook's eyes widened, a surprised look costing his features.

"What?" He asked, watching as Taehyung carefully rolled the paper until he successfully turned it into a joint.

"What do you like about him?" Taehyung repeated, sticking his tongue out to lick the joint paper so that he could stick it together. "You said you really like him. Why? What is it about him?"

Jungkook hummed, thinking for a moment. Honestly, there were so many things he could say. He could probably talk for hours if he truly needed to, because Jimin was the most fixating person he had ever met.

"His eyes." Jungkook finally spoke, looking down at his lap and fiddling with the hem of his shirt. "His eyes are so warm, and beautiful. They crinkle up when he smiles, and it's adorable. That's another thing I like - his smile." Jungkook found himself smiling the more he spoke, sighing softly. "Jimin didn't smile much when we first met, but I swear now that he lets me see it I've never seen anything more beautiful."

Jungkook felt a warm feeling bubbling in his chest the more he talked about the older male, his stomach feeling tingly. "He's so smart, and he has such a refined... logical mind. He can think of solutions to things I never would, and ideas that would never cross my mind."

Jungkook paused for a moment, brushing a few pieces of hair out of his eyes. "And though he had every reason not to, he still opened up to me and let me in."

Taehyung couldn't help but smile, feeling the pure emotion in Jungkook's words as he spoke. The younger boy meant it. Whatever he felt, he was feeling it hard. There was no mistaking it.

"You're whipped." He chuckled, picking up a lighter off of the bed next to him. "Does it not bother you at least a little bit though that he is a criminal?"

"I'm one too." Jungkook shrugged, meeting Taehyung's gaze and watching as the older male rolled his eyes.

"Not like he is." Taehyung flicked his lighter once, using it to light the end of his joint. "And you know that. Deep down it's gotta bother you a little bit, you're human after all." He balanced the joint in his lips as he got up from off of his bed to open a window.