Due to the rumor, Mrs. Jeon's phone was constantly ringing, and she was becoming increasingly anxious while waiting for her son.
a while after, Joong ki appeared dragging a lazy ravenette.
"What's this about ?" asked Jungkook
"are you serious ? You are everywhere and so is your boyfriend !"
"What boyfriend?"
"I swear to god Jungkook." Shouted Mrs.Jeon
"I was Mr. choi OK! I am sure his daughter wanted revenge so she did this!" explained Jungkook massaging his head.
"Will see about that, Now, where is Jimin?"
"In his place, I don't know."
"are you two together ?" Mrs. Jeon walked around crossing her arms.
"What ? Jimin? we are best friends Mom."
Jungkook leaned back on the couch, his frustration evident in the way he held his head. With his leg casually propped up on the table, he seemed indifferent to his mother's distress and Joong Ki's attempts to intervene. His mind was preoccupied with the recent events, and he felt a mix of anger and helplessness wash over him.
He remained silent, when his mother was scolding him, his gaze fixed on a distant point as if he was lost in his thoughts. Joong Ki, too, was growing increasingly frustrated with Jungkook's lack of response. He sighed heavily, realizing that breaking through Jungkook's emotional barrier was going to be a challenge.
Mrs. Jeon, despite her anger left the room, casting one last frustrated glance at her son before exiting.
Left alone with Jungkook, Joong Ki hesitated for a moment before sitting down beside him.
"I get that you're upset, Mr. Jeon"
Jungkook looked at Joong Ki, his eyes reflecting a mix of anger and sadness.
"are you talking to me minion?. "
Joong Ki nodded understandingly.
"I apologise Sir. I ll get going, enjoy your evening"
For a moment, Jungkook seemed to consider Joong Ki's words.
"Indeed I should enjoy this evening!"
The room fell into a heavy silence, the weight of the situation hanging in the air. It was clear that Jungkook was wrestling with his emotions, trying to find a way to cope with the rumors.
In that moment, Jungkook felt a sudden pang of concern as he realized that the news about the rumor might reach Tae, the blond he had been thinking about. Worried about how Tae might misunderstand the situation, he quickly jumped up from the couch, his previous indifference now replaced with urgency.
***
Determined to clear things up before facing Tae, Jungkook decided to visit Jimin. Jimin, his longtime friend, had always been a calming presence and a voice of reason during difficult times. Jungkook hoped that talking to him would help him gather his thoughts and figure out the best way to handle the situation.
When Jungkook arrived, he was greeted with a cold smile. Jungkook could immediately sense Jimin's distress.
"Jimin, we need to talk"
"About what?" Jimin asked gently, leading him to sit down on the couch.
"Please don't"
Taking a deep breath, Jungkook began to explain the situation, detailing the misunderstandings that had caused chaos in his life. Jimin listened attentively, his expression shifting from sadness to anger.
"I can't believe people would spread such rumors," Jimin said, his voice laced with sarcasm.
As Jimin observed Jungkook's determination to shut down the rumors, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness deep within him. He had harbored a one-sided love for Jungkook for a long time, his feelings hidden away, hoping that someday Jungkook might reciprocate those emotions.
With a heavy heart, Jimin forced a smile, masking his true feelings. "Jungkook, we'r best friend and we won't let this get to us."
Inside, Jimin struggled to come to terms with his unrequited love. He knew he had to be strong for Jungkook, supporting him as a friend without letting his true emotions show. Deep down, he hoped that one day he could move on and find happiness, even if it meant it wouldn't be with Jungkook.
Meanwhile, Jungkook, unaware of Jimin's feelings, appreciated his friend's unwavering understanding. He was grateful to have someone like Jimin by his side during this challenging time. Little did he know the internal battles Jimin was fighting, all while putting on a brave face for the sake of their friendship.
***
"btw you heard the news Tae" asked Hyojoo while resting her apron on the chair.
"what news?"
"So apparently Mr.Jeon was drunk at some club and kissed his boyfriend ?"
As the word "boyfriend" hit Taehyung, he felt a sharp shock surge through him. His mind raced, trying to process the implication of Jungkook having a boyfriend. He clenched his fists, his heart sinking with an inexplicable mix of disappointment and hurt. Taehyung couldn't find the words to respond, his throat tightening with a wave of unexpected emotions.
"Well I'm happy for him" Taehyung managed to force a weak smile, trying to mask the turmoil within him.
"WHAT ? " screamed Hyojoo
"What?" Taehyung said, his voice betraying a hint of sadness he couldn't quite conceal.
"You hate the guy Tae"
"Yes right! anyways who cares about him."
"Maybe you should"
"NOONA PLEASE"
Inside, Taehyung battled with his own feelings. He had never realized how much he cared for Jungkook until this moment. The idea of Jungkook being with someone else stung in a way he hadn't anticipated. He took a deep breath, attempting to compose himself when the bell of the opening door rang welcoming the unexpected build up figure dressed in black.
Taehyung's heart pounded in his chest as he watched Jungkook enter the shop. The sight of Jungkook, felt like a cruel twist of fate. Taehyung gulped, trying to compose himself, but his emotions were in turmoil.
Hyojoo, sensing the tension in the air, decided to give them some privacy. She quietly excused herself, understanding that there were unspoken emotions at play. As she left, her eyes met Taehyung's, he shook his head to make her stay for longer but in vein, Hyojoo was long time gone.
Alone in the shop with Jungkook, Taehyung forced a smile, attempting to act casual despite the storm of emotions inside him.
"welcome to Hyojoo's coffee shop, what can I get you Sir!"
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