JUNGKOOK
It knocked on my door, but I was so absent that I barely noticed it, until it turned into loud banging against the poor wooden.
Once I registered the sound, I felt my puls rise. Was that Taehyung?
"Open up, Kook. It's me."
It's not. I rolled my eyes, a heavy feeling settling into the pit of my stomach. Disappointment?
"I have no time right now," I responded. No time means; let me lay restless in my bed a little while longer until I get my life under control again. Thank you.
"You'll let me in, or I'm going to break this door."
Halfheartedly, I sighed and sat up. My poor door. "It's open, you can just enter."
Jin entered, giving me a smile that I couldn't identify the meaning of. I raised an eyebrow, annoyed and confused. "What's wrong?"
"No, what's wrong with you?"
I looked away. "Nothing. What are you doing here?"
"No, what are you doing here."
"Stop that," I grumbled under my breath.
He closed the door behind him, walked towards me and sat down on my bed with a plop. "How are you?" He asked. His smile had turned empathetic, his eyes worried. Something in me broke. The damn of back held emotions.
I pressed my lips together, wanting to stop myself from bursting out and telling him everything that happened, however getting Jin's comfort provided sounded like exactly what I needed. He is the best in it.
I can trust him.
"You have to promise me to take this secret to your grave unless I tell Taehyung about it first." Maybe I don't trust him that much. I need to have him promise me that, because a promise between me and Kim Seokjin is going to hold forever.
"If you make me promise to hide murder-
"Dude," I interrupted him, seriously, "Promise me, hyung. Please."
He chuckled and made himself comfortable on my bed. Why do I feel like he already has a hunch of what was going on?
"I promise." He promised; I am safe. "Tell me now."
That's the hard part. I began chewing on my lip, a habit I should get rid of, but can't. I closed my eyes, pulled my courage together. "I think I'm starting to like Taehyung."
It's out. For the first time out loud and that anchored it for me. I am starting to like Taehyung. Or do I like him already? It doesn't matter as long as I get rid of these stupid feelings. I don't want to destroy our friendship.
"You... do?" Despite the surprise in his eyes, his voice was calm and comforting.
"Look," I began, "I know it's sudden, but I noticed how I act around him and how he makes me feel. I get nervous when he is around, but in a good way and I seek his attention and near all the time. Yesterday, we had a fight and I thought the world was going under because he was mad at me... I just.. I don't know" Wow. That was quite a bit that I hd to get off my chest.
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Fanmade|TK
FanfictionAfter a fan mentions the not so infamous ship-name 'Taekook' at a fan meeting, the oblivious youngest member of the band BTS, Jungkook, does some research and bumps into stuff that makes him question his relationship with his bandmate Taehyung and l...