'Was it necessary to gawk at him ?
Huh?
You were acting like a fool .....no you actually are a fool ....congratulations.'
Debating in his mind frowned his face a slight and he threw his hands and legs on the bed in different directions.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" his voice muffled in the pillow so Yejin would not hear him making a fool out of him.
"Stupid stupid stupid....... Stupid"
Each stupid spurted out fist on the pillow with full force ,he grabbed it in his hands and sat up on his bed , he threw the pillow on the bed and jumped on it before beating the shit out of it I mean cotton out of it , that poor thing bursted out with the force he applied on it and all the cotton inside it flew away in all directions and air coming inside the room from window made easy for it to scattered in the room.
And Jungkook has the audacity to say that Taehyung keeps his room neat and clean.
Taehyung sat in between all the mess with a torn cushion in his hands and cotton around him a lot of it landed on his face and body .
He blinked his eyes
Once
twice
Thrice...
"Ahhhhhhhhhh" he screamed and fell back on the bed tossing all the cotton.
" Why is it hard to not look at him? "
He turned over right grabbing some of the feather in fist.
" What should I do ? I'm going mad."
His eyes racked through the wall in front but didn't find anything to focus so turned on his back again now facing the ceiling.
"Am I really going mad?"
"But I like him and that's a fact and I accepted it a long time ago. " He whispered to no one.
After returning home Jungkook didn't let go of his hand and so they sat there in the car surrounded by silence.
Taehyung had zero percent guts to retrieve his hand back and as always his cheeks turned red by the passing minutes.
But yet the man had no intentions to let that hand go because it was soft . Yes that was the excuse Jungkook told himself to hold it for long.
Have those 2 days done something to Jungkook's mind? He became bold in just 2 days or it was hidden just from Taehyung.
This boldness causes something to his heart.
Taehyung cleared his throat so his voice could come clear.
"W-we have reached Jungkook." He looked at the man but he was busy looking at their joined hands .
"Hmm"
'What just hmm? Mister are you even listening to me? I am here dying in your hold and you just hmmm?''
He wanted to rant these thoughts but his tongue tied for his liking.
"Jungkook?"
The said male was still caressing his knuckles.
The mole under his lips caught Taehyung's attention suddenly and he lost his purpose of getting out of the car.
Jungkook's whole face screams innocence at that moment and his slight caressing sent goosebumps to the boy.
Taehyung racked his eyes all over the elder's face and a mole on the neck also caught his eyes The mole looked tempting and he gulped in nervousness.
In quick averting his eyes fixed on the betting eyes of the man and a hair of the eyelashes rested on the upper part of the cheek and without any thoughts of his actions Taehyung moved forward with a hovering hand on the hair . The gentleness of removing that hair caused Jungkook to look upward and locked eyes with the boy whose hand stopped in his actions. His face was so close .... So close if Jungkook wants he could brush their lips but he knows about his limits.
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Fanfic(◍•ᴗ•◍) ONGOING. (◍•ᴗ•◍) Jungkook has always been a little shy, his days filled with worries and nerves that sometimes overwhelm him. He lived his half of life in nightmares ,anxiety and panic attacks. His mother, wanting to see him smi...
