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41st scribble

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They weren't strangers to each other. They were still neighbors after all. They see each other every now and then but only a glimpse of each other's features so why..?

Why were they standing like statues just staring into each others eyes? Why did it become so difficult to simply breathe?

Was it always that hard?

Jungkook couldn't take his eyes off of the blonde-haired male in front of him. He noticed little details on his face, he never did before.

Like his warm, hazel eyes, his small birthmarks, his perfect features. He was surprised to see one monolid eye and one eye with a double eyelid. 

He couldn't believe that it was the same Taehgung who was sending him those scribbles weeks ago. He couldn't believe, he looked so stunning up close. He wanted to even ask this person's name just to make sure.

But their eye contact didn't last that long.

Taehyung was the first one to look away. He hastily and nervously turned his heels already forgetting to place the note in the mailbox.

However, before he could even walk any further,  Jungkook spun him around holding him by his arm. They were only a few inches away from each other, face to face.

Taehyung stepped back, his face reddening.

Jungkook couldn't tell if his face was reddening with anger or because of the hot guy in front him.

The anger in Taehyung's eyes was evident on his features but Jungkook was no different. He looked him up and down

He saw that Taehyung was clenching on a piece of paper in his hand so he snatched it away.

-- -- --
Stop being such a dick Jeon,

thought you didn't want notes from me anyways so why are you sending me some now?

-Taehyung
-- -- --

Jungkook scoffed while reading it. He looked at Taehyung, really pissed off.

"Oh, really Tae? Is that all you got?" He sniggered but Taehyung only withdrew his arm away from his tight grip.

"You shouldn't be talking to me. You shouldn't even be sending me those notes! You told me very clearly, didn't you? You told me to stop writing those so why won't you?!" He yelled back, venom in his speech.

He was told to stop so he did.

He stopped caring.

He stopped thinking about his neighbor.

Yet Jungkook still sent him notes.

Although all the anger he felt at that moment, he couldn't help but feel so electrified at the sight of him so close.

He observed his shiny brown hair, with his beautiful brown eyes, then his plump lips which were now sealed tight shut.

Jungkook was silenced.

He couldn't find an answer for that.

He didn't even know why he was so pissed that the guy named Hoseok had kissed him on the cheek the other day.

It had awoken something deep inside him.
He doesn't want that feeling back.
It killed him before so how is he letting himself feel this jealousy again?

Jungkook looked down for a moment, trying to make himself snap out of the train of thoughts. The silence was deafening but none of them could move. It was like they were glued to the spot.

Finally, without saying anything Jungkook slammed the door behind him shut, leaving Taehyung alone.