: ̗̀⊶➛ Where Jungkook saved Taehyung from
the greatest fall in his life but couldn't save
himself from falling as well.
Or where Jungkook came back to his
hometown to finish high school but...
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Jungkook started tossing and turning in bed, looking for his alarm clock, as soon as he heard that damn melody. He squirmed from left to right and back just to find his phone under one of the pillows. And when he half-consciously turned off that damn melody, something was wrong.
Only after a while did he realize that he shouldn't have been able to move around so easily since yesterday there was a human anchor attached to his left arm. He didn't notice it at first because he had been sleeping alone since he moved back to Austin, but there was clearly one person missing by his side.
And it was once again Kim Taehyung.
Jungkook jumped to his feet. Unfortunately, the bed slightly complicated his plans and when he tried to get out, his left leg got tangled in the blanket and the boy fell to the ground. The fall was loud and painful, to the point that JK had to shout out a heavy curse. He rubbed his sore elbow and hissed another rather unflattering words at this damn blanket, then immediately got up from the floor.
If Taehyung was still in his apartment, there was no way he didn't hear his fall. Though it was more likely he heard Jungkook's loud cursing. The lack of reaction meant that JK most probably was left alone. So just as he had expected, when Jungkook entered the living room he didn't find Taehyung there either. His belongings were also gone; his shoes, tote bag, and the blanket he had brought were no longer there.
It only meant the boy left his apartment for sure. Jungkook didn't know when it happened or why he didn't wake up. Again. It was just like the first time Taehyung slept there-he disappeared without a word even when Jungkook was sleeping right beside him on the floor. How the boy was doing that was still beyond JK's comprehension. Maybe he was a ghost after all?
He ran a hand through his hair and slowly exhaled, looking around the room. He was a little worried about the boy-last night wasn't easy for him. Jungkook had no clue how Taehyung felt when he woke up, in which mood he was right now, or if he helped him anyhow yesterday. Oh, how he wished he had woken up with him this morning. Maybe he would have been able to read something from his face.
Or it would be too awkward for both of them to wake up next to each other. Jungkook wondered if Taehyung was still holding his wrist back then.
As soon as he remembered how they fell asleep in his bed, how they sat cuddled together on the floor, and how his head was lying on the boy's for a second, JK felt his cheeks turn red. He had to quickly convince himself that he would have done the same thing for anyone else in need. Only then that strange feeling tugging his heart finally went away.
Even if Jungkook was still worried he also assumed that as soon as he entered the school, Taehyung would be sitting on his favorite bench, as if nothing had happened. It has always been like this. No matter how devastating the state Jungkook saw him in the day before, the next morning Taehyung looked like a newborn, or maybe even better than ever.
