To be your ONLY option (Namkook)

Your Boyfriend

2016 (part 4)

The first layer of clothing was soaked as he was profusely sweating even at 2 degrees centigrade of temperature. He took off the woollen gloves he was wearing in his hands and unbuttoned the coat to let some air in.

"Hey bro! Are you okay?"
Namjoon couldn't respond to Yoongi as he was busy wiping his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief.
"Yeah!"
"It's freezing cold and you are sweating!"
"The fireworks place was too crowded."

Yoongi didn't question further. They reached Namjoon's apartment after 30 minutes of drive. Seokjin and Yoongi returned to their home while Yoongi insisted inviting Jimin and Taehyung to spend the night there instead of Namjoon's apartment stating the reason of untidy guest room. Yoongi knew Namjoon needed some time alone as he was not new to the fact that Namjoon often phases out when he gets flashes of his past. They never openly discussed on it, but he knew, maybe that's the beauty of being best friends.

Why did I do that?
He knows it was me!
But how could I not protect him from that clingy boy! He clearly looked uncomfortable.
Or what if he is his boyfriend now?
Why did I-

Namjoon was feeling guilty, emotional, sad, anxious everything at the same time. Among all, he feels lonely without the boy. He didn't want to let him go, but he knew he had to. He regrets holding the hoy in his arms so close as he misses the touch now. He doesn't know if Jungkook has moved on, only one concern was roaming in his head.

Was that boy trying to harm you?
I know I'm the one who harmed you emotionally!
I saw your friend approaching and I knew he is a nice boy, so I let you go of my hold, Kookie.
Do you miss me? Even a little?

Jae-sung thought it's the best not to ask anything to a worn out Jungkook who was crying like a kid. He didn't know anything about the reason, but it has to do with some 'he'. Maybe, his friend will tell himself once the morning sun arrives. He just tucked Jungkook with blanket and patted his head gently to make him fall asleep.

The next morning, the previously crying boy woke up to ten missed calls and twenty apology texts from Kai that he obviously ignored. After sitting up, the first thing came into his memory was the mystery man from last night. He placed his fingers on his left neck side where he felt the touch of a familiar pair of lips.

"Kook, you're awake! I brought breakfast for you. Today they served pancakes in the canteen."
"Thanks Jae." Jungkook thanked with a smile that made his roommate think that maybe this is the time to ask about what happened to him.
"Kook, if you don't mind me asking, can you please tell me what happened last night at the fireworks place? You cried to sleep yesterday."
After few moments of contemplation, Jungkook started speaking.

"He tried to kiss me in the crowded area but when I was about to stop him, someone pulled me away from Kai."
"That pervert bastard! I'm gonna teach him a good lesson. He told me you got lost."
"I can see so many missed calls and texts from him, don't create any scene, Jae. I can handle him, it's just two more months and then even if he becomes my project partner in some different class, I will request the faculty for assigning someone else."
"How can I let him go! He tried to take advantage of you, he didn't even bother to know that you are straight. But why did you say you can't live without him?"

This created another wave of anxiety in Jungkook's mind, what if his friend breaks their friendship once he comes out to him! But there's no reason to hide it from him.

"Jae, listen to me carefully, I'm going to say something very serious about my life. I would understand if you don't accept it, but please do not judge me."
"What is it, Kook? You know I will never judge you."
"I'm not straight, gay to be particular. I have known about my sexuality since I was a kid when I fell in love with someone and that someone happened to be a boy, a man now. Yesterday, I felt his presence, well, it was him only who saved me from Kai's forceful kiss. It was too crowded and before I could see him, he was gone. But I know it was him. I was talking about him when I told you that I can't live without 'him'."