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Just leaving the TW for the next two chapters. At this point of the story you probably know why but I still feel obliged to put this note. It's not yet the confession you want to read but it can get messy, especially in the next chapter. Just treat it as a reminder that if you need help then don't be afraid to ask for it. Please, stay safe ♡
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It was five o'clock when JK once again found himself in front of the gate to the luxurious residential area. He didn't want to be late, so he ran most of the way. At first, he wanted to do the healthy walk to Taehyung's place—it was half an hour away from Jungkook's apartment—but in the end, he decided to take a bus, just to be here faster. Of course, the bus was late and so was Jungkook, so he had to run from the bus stop to catch the wasted time.
Fortunately, Taehyung wasn't waiting for him in front of the building yet. Good, I still have some time, he thought as he was trying to steady his breath and make himself look presentable. JK had a feeling Taehyung would be a hot mess soon enough and at least one of them should look mature. For obvious reasons, it had to be Jungkook.
He wanted to look like someone confident and determined and for now, he was more like a sweaty out-of-breath pig. He couldn't afford such an image; he knew how important it would be today. The next Wednesday finally came and so did Taehyung's therapist appointment. Jungkook agreed to support him and that was exactly why he had come here today; just to make sure the boy would not chicken out at the last moment.
Jungkook didn't know what to expect but the one thing was sure: it would not be an easy night.
Taehyung visited him twice since the last Wednesday; once on Saturday and once on Monday—both times when it was raining again. He wasn't overly talkative but what surprised Jungkook the most was that he always came two hours before the expected rain. Each time he claimed it was to do some math with Jungkook. Well, JK wasn't overly happy with the tutoring but had to accept the offer—he really needed help with math.
So they sat in the kitchen and went through some tasks. It was so different from the time they did it in Taehyung's room. The kitchen was much smaller and it wasn't that comfortable to sit there for a longer time. At least for Jungkook because Taehyung seemed to like this place way more. They sat opposite each other and in such a position it was easier for Jungkook to stare at the boy instead of the notebook he wrote in. This made these meetings even more dangerous. Jungkook had to really take a hold of himself to stay focused on the right thing.
Fortunately, Taehyung never insisted on doing more math than necessary. They covered a few simple topics and the moment it started raining the boy switched to his history of art textbooks and let Jungkook do whatever he wanted. That was rather expected, knowing how Taehyung acted during the rain, and JK couldn't really complain that their math classes ended up so quickly—he was more than happy to leave this hellish subject behind.
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Fanfiction: ̗̀⊶➛ 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...