Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop || Jikook [COMPLETE]

Chapter 10

Jungkook sat up in his bed with a grunt. He dug the heels of his hands into his eyes. They hurt from all the crying he'd done last night. He ran his fingers through his hair mussing it up as he did. With a heavy sigh he threw his covers back and got out of bed. There was no point in trying to go back to sleep.

From that point on it was like he was on autopilot. He went through his usual morning routine from muscle memory all the way through his shower and getting dressed. He walked out of his room leaving the door open since he'd planned to come right back to it. He was dressed in sweats and a large black tee shirt opposed to his usual jeans and tee shirt. He wasn't going to his classes today. He knew there wasn't a point since he'd likely not pay attention anyways.

Jungkook walked into the living room and crossed into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. He knew he should grab something to eat too but didn't have an appetite, so he didn't. Leaving the kitchen, he grabbed his bag from beside the couch and returned to his room. Jungkook figured since he couldn't sleep, he might as well work. He still had to edit Jimin's dance video and even though he knew Jimin probably hated him now because of what he did last night he didn't want Jimin to fail his midterm. It was the least he could do for him since it was probably the last thing, he would ever be able to do for him. Jungkook's heart sank at the thought.

He shoved his feelings down as he turned his computer on after sitting at his desk. As it loaded up, he pulled out the SD card from his camera and once his computer was loaded transferred the file from it. Jungkook double clicked the file and watched his screen flood with Jimin's image. God, he looked so beautiful. How did Jungkook never realize how beautiful his best friend was. Jungkook hit play and broke out into a big smile. It was snowing just as Jimin had hoped. Jungkook as he watched the video was mesmerized just as he was last night. Seeing Jimin dancing in the snow was just so incredibly beautiful.

When the video finished, which was just shy of a minute and a half Jungkook pulled up the music file that Jimin had sent him the previous week. He opened his editing software and uploaded the video and overlaid the music file on top of it. With both the video and music combined Jungkook hit play and lost himself in his process until he thought it was perfect and hit play a final time the video now only a minute and twelve seconds long.

As Jungkook watched the video, no longer scrutinizing everything so meticulously he found himself lost in it. Lost in Jimin. By the time the video finished Jungkook was crying again. He felt so stupid. The fact that it had taken him so long to realize that he had feelings for Jimin. He couldn't believe that he had been so oblivious for so long. What's worse is that in that minute and twelve seconds, Jungkook knew that he didn't just like Jimin. He was in love with him.

Jimin accepted the cup of coffee that Yoongi offered him as he sat tucked into the big chair that furnished Yoongi's living room along with an L-shaped couch and end tables.

"How are you feeling?"

Jimin shrugged. He wasn't sure how he was feeling now other than calmer. Yoongi had brought him back to his house after he caught up to Jimin offering his spare room for the night. Jimin took him up on it because he couldn't go home. He was afraid that Jungkook would be there waiting for him. Be there to tell him he didn't mean it. That Jungkook kissing him was a mistake. He knew he would have to deal with what happened and eventually speak to Jungkook but right now he couldn't. He was too scared too.

"Can I ask what happened?" Yoongi asked Jimin sitting adjacent to him on his couch.

Jimin shifted in the chair, "I told you last night."

Yoongi nodded, "Jungkook kissed you."

Hearing the words Jimin unconsciously brought his fingertips to his lips. It was as if he could still feel Jungkook's lips on his. As if he'd burned an impression of them into his own. He dropped his hand back down to his lap when he realized he'd been caressing his lips with his fingertips lost in the memory of the way Jungkook's lips felt against his last night.