Christmas Love (Jikook)

I'm So Stupid

Jeon Jungkook

I fix my tie in the mirror with a smile.

I feel good, overly good.

Oh, maybe I should stop. I don't think I'm ready to be asked one thousand questions by everyone.

I make a serious face in the mirror and try to look intimidating.

Ohhh but I can't.

I look at the picture of Jimin and I in the photo booth, I put it on my mirror because, well I'll see it often here, you know?

I sigh happily as I walk into my bedroom and grab my phone.

I should text Jimin, actually.

I scroll through my contacts, but for some reason I don't see-

"Wait.."

I scroll even faster, through messages, through calls through all of it.

"What the hell?" I continue.

I then think about his address.

Oh, my...fuck.

"I DONT HAVE HIS NUMBER, AND I CANT REMEMBER HIS ADDRESS!"

. . .

I rush into the building, then quickly make my way up to my office as fast as I can.

Once there, I nearly break down my damn office door.

I drop all of my things and run straight to my computer.

"Come on, come on.."

I type in the name Park Jimin of people around me on social media, but nothing. Nothing?!

He doesn't have social media?

Nevermind that. How could I have been so stupid?

I suddenly get the realization of the fact that I might not see him again, and that makes my eyes water.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Stop being so emotional!

"Hey, what's wrong?"

I look to see Taehyung standing in my doorway.

"Taehyung, something really really amazing happened."

He blinks a few times, "Then why are you yelling fuck fuck! And rubbing your temples?"

I stand up, "I met someone."

He blinks again, "Uhm, okay? Were you at a meeting?"

I sigh, I can't even blame him for not knowing what my sentence means.

"Kim Taehyung, I met someone yesterday. We clicked very well, we hung out, I went to their place, we connected, then we kissed, we fell asleep, I went home-"

"Woah woah woah woah woah...WOAH!" He holds his arms in the air.

"Jeon Jungkook, break this shit down for me. Little by little, detail by Goddamn detail!"

"Okay," I nod, "Close the door, lock it, and come take a seat on my couch over here...it's going to take me a while."

. . .

I stare at Taehyung who's just staring back at me with his jaw dropped.

"Taehyung. Taehyunggg pleaseee, say something."

"I- Holy fucking fuckery shit."

I squint my eyes, "What the hell did you just say?"

"Okay so, it's...a boy?"