Taehyung and Jungkook have been living together for 2 years now. They met in college. Clicked instantly in spite of being poles apart. Jungkook is your clichéd Jock and Taehyung is an art geek. Jungkook is outgoing and loud, and Taehyung is meek and shy.
They met at their uni, in a freshers' party. Jungkook, who's a softy on the inside, saved Taehyung from being bullied into doing body shots with a girl. And the grateful Taehyung, who came to know that Jungkook, who was new to the city, and was looking for a roof on his head; readily offered to share his bachelor's pad with him.
Everything falls in perfect sync once they start living together. They both cover up for where the other is lacking. Taehyung is smart in managing finances and knows how to bargain, and Jungkook is great with the handy work. Jungkook can cook a mean meal, while Taehyung keeps the house clean. One does the dishes, and the other does the laundry. Perfect sync, as said.
Apart from their time in their respective departments, they are glued to each other's hips. They take their lunches together,
They come and go to the uni together. Jungkook helps Taehyung with his art projects, taking him to places to find his inspiration, his muse, and even his supplies. Taehyung makes sure Jungkook doesn't miss his classes, counts his calories, and passes all his exams.
Perfect sync, right?
But one day, Taehyung manages to show up to Jungkook's soccer match as he always does to cheer his 'Kookie', but he is not wearing his usual baggy clothes. He is wearing one of Jungkook's old Jersey, which has "JEON" printed on its back in bold letters.
Jungkook is malfunctioning. His supposedly 'straight as a ruler' mind is not able to handle the sight ahead. It is already starting to render images of multiple possibilities.
How would Taehyung look in one of his leather jackets?
Or in one of his oversized t-shirts (just a t-shirt)...
Or wrapped in his sheets...
God, Jungkook is malfunctioning! Did I say that already? But you get the point, right?
Jungkook can't think 'straight'; at least not after imagining all that! He is questioning everything.
His existence for first instance.
If he is hallucinating, secondly.
Does Taehyung know what he is doing, thirdly and most importantly.
Because in his circle, wearing someone's Jersey has a completely different significance. His innocent little bean might not even know what kind of chain reaction he has started. There are already whispers and hushed gossips going on. Jungkook can see the way the cheerleaders are giving Taehyung the side eyes, or even the people who are sitting on bleachers.
He does not like it. Not even a bit.
Not that he minds if people think he is gay, no. He is not a prude. However, he doesn't like the way people are treating his 'best friend'. He needs to talk to Taehyung. He needs to get him to the side and ask him what's going on.
So tears his eyes away from Taehyung. Schooling his mind and face, he focuses on the match. Wins it even, with a few fumbles, of course. Because at the back of the mind, he still sees Taehyung in his old Jersey.
So when the match is over. He dashes towards Taehyung. Pulls the art nerd with him, a bit more forcefully than he had intended to. It causes another wave of whispers. And Taehyung is shocked.
Did he read the signs wrong?
Did he messed their friendship up?
Then what was with those gentle touches and lingering gazes and sweet petnames?
Jungkook never hugged his other friends. He never gave them forehead kisses. It was always just Taehyung who got all of those.
Wait...
