Would he love me if I was prettier? | Taekook ✓

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Taehyung fidgeted with his fingers, not meeting Jungkook's eyes who were on him for the past few minutes.

"What do you wanna talk about? I'm late."

"It's Monday." Jungkook stated.

"And?"

"You don't have classes till 1.00 pm."

Taehyung pursed his lips. Of course there was no way out of this talk. Jungkook knew him and his life events better than anyone.

"What happened last night?" Jungkook asked, taking a seat next to Taehyung who didn't know why his stupid heart wasn't calming down.

"I went out with Jiminie, did some shopping, got drunk and then returned."

"Do you remember when Jimin dropped you off?" Jungkook asked, carefully selecting his words.

"Kinda?" Taehyung frowned, trying to remember last night but it was a stream of blurred events. He remembered getting into the car, and laying on his bed and then crying his heart out to his bestie and him asking weird things. 

"Do you know it was me who brought you to your room from the parking lot?"

"You what?!" Taehyung exclaimed, colour draining from his face. Wasn't it Jimin who brought him home? Taehyung connected the dots and the blurry scenes, stupid questions and the whirlwind of emotions started making sense.

"I-" Taehyung's words got stuck in his throat. A wave of anxiety and agony washed through him. His secret was out. The feelings he expertly managed to hide were out in the open just cause he drank to forget the pain for a while.

"Jungkook, I-"

"How long have you loved me, hyung?" Jungkook moved closer to Taehyung causing the other to move back but before he could, Jungkook held his hands.

Taehyung was unable to say anything.

"Please hyung, I need to know." Jungkook said, his voice soft and desperate. He was sure that the elder never felt any type of love towards him other than platonic, "How long have you loved me?"

Taehyung gulped, eyes tearing up. He wanted to run away, he wanted something to happen to prevent this conversation. He felt like something was squeezing his heart. Only Jungkook's gentle grip was making him stay in place.

"F-Four years . . . "

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jungkook asked, voice full of emotions which made Taehyung look at him. He was baffled to see tears in Jungkook's eyes as well. 

"Why are you-" Taehyung reached forward wiping the tear that escaped Jungkook's eye. The confusion, the heartache and the twist in events weren't making any sense. 

"Hyung, I . . ." Jungkook rubbed his eyes, taking shaky breaths before he mustered up the courage to confess. To say everything that he has been feeling.

Only it wasn't that easy to put his strong feelings for Taehyung into some words.

"I'm so so sorry. I was so stupid. I never noticed you were suffering because of me. You hid everything so well and if not for last night, I would've never known. Heck, I thought I was trying to recover from the heartbreak from this unrequited love."

"What do you mean?" Taehyung breathed, his hands still in Jungkook's. He tried to blink away the tears.

"Namjoon hyung kept setting up blind dates for me after he gave up convincing me to confess to you. I- I have had feelings for you for a long time- and I-" Jungkook felt his throat dry, tears unable to stop.