Wild Obsession | Taekook

EPISODE 14

Edited~

Jungkook pov :

I flopped down on the couch, feeling disappointed and frustrated. Jimin looked up from his phone, concern etched on his face.

"Hey, Kook, what's wrong? I thought my plan was genius," he said, referring to his suggestion to make Taehyung jealous.

I shook my head, running my hands through my hair. "It was, Jimin. It was a great plan. But... I don't know, man. Taehyung's reaction wasn't what I expected."

Jimin's expression turned serious. "What do you mean? Did he not get jealous?"

I sighed. "He did, but... it was like he was trying to hide it. And then he just brushed it off and Said he had to go his home. I don't know, jimin.. I feel like I misread the whole situation."

Jimin got up and walked over to me, placing a calming hand on my shoulder.
"Talk with him, right now."

"No jimin I can't, if i heard him in sad tone.. I'll can't able to control my emotions."

"Ok then, text him." he exclaimed to me and i nodded.

I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Taehyung, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil inside me.

Taegua..❤️‍🩹

Hey Taehyung!! •
What are you doing??

I hesitated for a moment before sending the text, hoping that he would respond and give me some insight into his state of mind.

Jimin looked at me curiously. "What did you say?"

I showed him the text, and he nodded. "Good, Kook,behave natural. See how he responds."

We waited in silence for a few moments, my eyes fixed on the screen, waiting for Taehyung's response. Finally, the phone buzzed with an incoming text.

• Nothing, Just sitting.

I felt a pang of concern, he didn't wish me back and I was wondering what he was really doing and how he was feeling. I showed the text to Jimin, who frowned thoughtfully.

I frowned, trying to read between the lines. "Just sitting there" could mean anything. Was he okay? Was he still hurt from earlier?

I looked up at Jimin, who shrugged. "Kook,Don't overthink okay."

But I couldn't help it. My mind was racing with possibilities. I decided to send another text, trying to keep it light.

Watching anything •
interesting?"

I sent the text and waited, my eyes fixed on the screen. After a few moments, Taehyung responded.

• No, just staring at the
city lights From windows.

My heart sank. That didn't sound good. I showed the text to Jimin, who frowned.
But before i could respond anything, he text me quickly.

I'm getting sleepy. •
Can we talk later??

I felt pang of disappointment in my heart. At least he wasn't shutting me down completely, but I had been hoping to resolve things sooner.

Okay, Taehyung. •
Good night. Sleep tight.

• Hmm

I set my phone down, he never talked to me like this. I feel a sense of uncertainty. I hoped that when we talked later, I'll clear everything to him.

I felt a lump form in my throat as I tried to hold back tears. But they spilled over, streaming down my cheeks like a river. I couldn't contain my emotions, and my body shook with each sob. I felt so vulnerable, so exposed.

Jimin's warm arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I buried my face in his shoulder, letting my tears soak into his shirt. His gentle strokes on my hair and soft whispers in my ear were a comforting balm to my frazzled nerves.

As I cried, I felt like I was letting go of all the pent-up emotions I'd been carrying inside. It was like a weight was lifting off my shoulders, and I could finally breathe again. My sobs slowly subsided, replaced by sniffles and gasping breaths.

I pulled back, my face red and puffy, my eyes swollen from crying. Jimin's concerned gaze met mine, and I saw only kindness and understanding staring back at me. I felt a sense of gratitude towards him, knowing he was there for me, always.

I looked up at Jimin, my eyes still brimming with tears. "Don't cry, Kook, or J-Hope and Jin will come here," he said, his voice soft with concern.

I sniffled, trying to hold back my emotions. The thought of J-Hope and Jin bursting into the room, worried about me, made me feel a mix of emotions.
I cannot tell him this things.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "Okay Jimin," I whispered, my voice shaking slightly.

Jimin's expression softened, and he pulled me into another hug. "It's okay, Kook. I'm here for you."

As I cried into Jimin's shoulder, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me. The emotional rollercoaster of the day had finally caught up with me, and I felt my eyelids growing heavy.

Jimin noticed my drooping head and gently pulled back. "Hey, Kook, why don't you go get some rest? You can talk to Taehyung in the morning."

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief at the suggestion. I was too tired to think straight, and all I wanted to do was sleep.

Jimin walked me to my bedroom, his arm around my shoulders. "Get some sleep, okay? Everything will look better in the morning."

I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Jimin. He always knew how to take care of me.

As I climbed into bed, Jimin pulled the covers up to my chin. "Sleep tight, Kook. I'll be here if you need me."

I smiled weakly, feeling my eyes drift shut. "Thanks, Jimin."

As I lay down, I felt the softness of my pillow cradle my head, and I let out a deep sigh. I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the thoughts racing through my mind.

But they lingered, haunting me like a ghost. Taehyung's face flashed before my eyes, his smile, his laugh, his tears. I felt a pang of regret and sadness, wondering if I had lost him forever.

My eyelids grew heavy, and I felt myself drifting off to sleep. But even as I succumbed to the darkness, my mind whispered a single thought: Taehyung.