Count The Stars With Me [COMPLETED]

Chapter 7

The whole day they spend together reading books and playing board games that they found.

Jungkook didn't tell him about the glass wall from where they can do stargazing.
He wanted to but Mrs Johnson came and invited them to dinner.

So, both of them got ready and went to her.
Her cottage was bigger and more homely. There was a big dinner table near the fireplace.

The living room was filled with crocheted items and pictures of her family.

The mantle above the fireplace had a big picture of a young Mrs Johnson with what seems to be like Mr Johnson.
"I'm glad you came!" She chimed from the kitchen as she saw them staring at her house.
Taehyung and Jungkook smiled and nodded at her. Their broken English is going to be a problem.

"Come sit here, dinner is ready." She guided them toward the dinner table and went to the kitchen.

The whole table was filled with traditional Swiss dishes that looked delicious to Jungkook. His taste buds were always super active.

"I hope you like the food." She smiled and sat down in front of them.

Jungkook was sitting beside Taehyung, he liked it lately.
Jungkook took the first bite and he liked the taste. The cheese melted right in his mouth, giving it a rich flavour, "It's delicious Mrs Johnson."

The old lady's lips spread in a smile at the words.
Taehyung too nodded in appreciation and Jungkook was hopeful that she would understand that he doesn't talk much.

"Tell me what do you two do?"

"I used to work as a translator for the Korean embassy in Turkey."

"What?" Jungkook's eyes bulged out.
Mrs Johnson laughed at his reaction, "You didn't know what your friend do?"

He would if he actually knew anything about him at all. But, the man is a mystery.

"We're not friends, we're just traveling together." His voice was low and barely a whisper.
"Doesn't seem like it. I swear I thought you were a couple."

"No! We are not. I don't even know him." Taehyung interfered immediately with his sharp voice.

Jungkook's heart felt like shuttering. He doesn't have to be this rude. Sure, they're not a couple but he can be polite
None of them spoke for the following seconds. The only sound in the room was the crinkling of the wood in the fireplace.
Jungkook's heart too shattered but no one could hear it.

"I'm sorry Taehyung but the way you look at him does not scream strangers to me."
The way Taehyung looks at him? Why didn't Jungkook ever notice?

"And don't start me about Jungkook. Look at him right now, his face tells it all."

Jungkook noticed Taehyung's eyes on him and he felt conscious. Was he obvious about his feelings?
"Mrs Johnson, you're mistaken. We met a few days ago in Rome and barely know each other." Jungkook tried to ease up the atmosphere.

The old lady looked between both of them and proceeded to eat, "If you say so kid."

"And for your question, I have a small tea brewing company."
"That's great dear! Tell me more about it."
Jungkook proceeded to tell her how he got the idea and how hard he worked in the past few years, all while Taehyung was silent.

He didn't mind it though.

His mind was occupied by what Mrs Johnson said. The way Taehyung looks at him.

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Jungkook and Taehyung returned to their cottage in silence. The latter may have his own reasons for not talking but Jungkook knows about his reason.

He wants to find out more about Taehyung. He too has feelings for him?

What does he do?

What is he hiding?
They went to sleep in the same bed but none of them said anything. Jungkook was wide awake tonight.

He wants to find out what Taehyung writes in his diary.

They reached their cottage by 10 and were on their bed by 11.

Jungkook knows that Taehyung slept within a few minutes.
He could hear his little snores and the way he rotates all around the bed in need to find anything he can latch on.

For the previous few nights, Jungkook was the anchor that Taehyung latched onto. He would hold him tightly in his sleep and wouldn't let go.

This became part of the reason why Jungkook found out about his late-night writing sessions.

The warmth on his side would go with Taehyung and he felt cold.

But not today. He wants to know everything about this man.
Around 3 am in the night, Jungkook felt some movements on the bed.

He closed his eyes immediately and was dependent on his ear alone to grasp what was happening.

He heard some footsteps getting out of the room with a small thud of the door.
Taehyung must've closed the door slowly to not wake him up yet again.

Jungkook opened his eyes and saw that Taehyung was indeed gone.

He followed him to the living room and saw Taehyung standing out of the window.

"You're not writing tonight."
Jungkook confronted him but Taehyung didn't even bother to look in his direction.
He went to stand beside him and held his hand in his own.

Both of them were looking into the darkness of the night, this reminded Jungkook of the stargazing that he wanted to do.
"How long will you stay awake?" Taehyung finally asked but didn't remove the hand that Jungkook was holding.

"Taehyung..." Jungkook looked at him, "Tell me what are you hiding."

"There's nothing." Taehyung's voice was as stern as the coldness of the room.
"You can tell me whatever it is. I promise I won't judge you."

Taehyung scoffed and retrieved his hand, "Judge me? Who the hell are you to judge me?"

The storm was still loud. Snow fell right outside the window but the coldest thing present in the room was Taehyung's heart
Jungkook felt heat in his eyes, the tears formed and blurred his vision.
"I can help you. Whatever it is, we can go through it together."

Taehyung licked his lips and yelled, "GO AWAY FROM HERE BEFORE I PUNCH YOU. I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE. YOU'RE NOTHING TO ME."

For the first time since they met, Jungkook saw the helplessness in Taehyung's eyes.

His words were not matching the tears that he too had.

But, all the words have consequences. Even if Taehyung probably didn't mean them, he wanted to be alone.

And frankly, Jungkook didn't want to cry in front of the man who was the reason behind it.

So, he went to bed without saying a word. Sleep didn't come to him after that at all. Although he didn't look at the diary, he knew that the heading would be D-3

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[A/N] what do you think is in the diary?