chapter eight

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His eyes opened, meeting with the white ceiling that stood above him

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His eyes opened, meeting with the white ceiling that stood above him. He wished for his mind to be like the ceiling, just bland and not much to look at. Even a bit boring.

However, Jungkook's mind lately had been like a forest that had been destroyed by a wildfire, with never ending thoughts and desires constantly running through his head and continuing to spread throughout.

All he could think of was a particular blonde guy with dragon like eyes but a big, warm heart. The thought of him with bloodshot eyes, parted plump lips leaning towards him.

He groaned, "Fuck!" He put the joint to his lips, inhaling the smoke.

While everyone had been on their way to the homecoming dance, Jungkook had been lying in bed smoking his life away. He turned on his phone to see plentiful of messages from mainly Jimin and Taehyung worrying about him and asking if he's even coming.

Jungkook would have attended the event, just to get a glimpse at what he'd be expecting the next 4 years of his life. However, with everything that had happened since that kiss, he couldn't bring himself to go and be around Namjoon.

The thump in his chest, making him almost breathless when he was around him, the immediate nervousness as well. He didn't understand why it was happening to him, Namjoon was his friend, his brother.

He sat up, a bit of wooziness from the marijuana hitting him, causing him to place a hand on his forehead.

Maybe I need to lay off the weed..

Walking towards his gaming computer, he opened the Google Chrome browser and typed into the search engine.

What does it mean when my heart is beating hard around my friend?

He took a deep breath before pressing enter and his eyes widened at the results.

This can't be right. He thought, reading the words in front of him multiple times.

You might have a little bit of a crush on him/her.

"No fucking way," he murmured to himself, his eyes still widened. He wanted to tell himself that couldn't be it, because Namjoon was truly like an older brother to him. He was also in a relationship with his own best friend. He continued to read more

You subconsciously want him/her to like you that's why your heart is beating faster than usual when you talk to each other.

He shook his head. Him liking Namjoon? That was too funny. Jungkook kept repeating that in his head, almost trying to force himself to believe that was the case but his face held a frown the whole time in his thoughts.

He truly wasn't into Namjoon, he just knew it. It was just a kiss, he'd kiss multiple people before and it never became anything more to him.

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