Have You Fallen In Love, Yet? | TK

20.

Taehyung POV

Jungkook opens the bathroom door, stepping out with me in his arms. The second I turn, I see Jimin, Jin, Yoongi and Namjoon looking at us, horrified expressions on their face. Yoongi also had his phone out but quickly hid it when he saw us. I hope he wasn't doing that I think he was doing.

I awkwardly greeted the group with a hesitant "Uh, Hi guys," feeling a wave of discomfort wash over me. As Jungkook held me in his grasp, I couldn't help but quietly plead, "Jungkook, let me down," my voice barely above a whisper as I tried to escape his firm grip. Jungkook, however, remained obstinate, ignoring my plea and instead fixing a stern glare on Jin, who visibly squirmed under Jungkook's intense stare, unable to meet his eyes.

"I will never look at you the same again," Jimin blurts out. 

"Yeah, same," Namjoon mutters. 

"Lets—let's just not talk about that," I say quickly. "Jungkook, you can uh go home now."

"You're not sleeping on the bed with him," Jungkook asserts. He won't leave if I don't listen to him. 

"Jin, don't mind him. He's just a jealous possessive oldie," I mumble, shooting a glare towards Jungkook. "Would you mind if I take the bed? Alone."

"N-not at all. It's all yours," Jin answers, giving me a small smile. 

"Thank you so much," I mutter. "You can go now, Jungkook."

Jungkook gently guides me down, his strong hands firmly wrapping around my waist as he effortlessly spins me around to face him. Cupping my face tenderly with his warm palms, he leans in gracefully, pressing his soft lips against mine in a sweet and passionate kiss. With a mixture of surprise and longing, my eyes widen as our lips mold together. "Be careful. I love you. I'll see you tomorrow."

As Jungkook decisively stalks out of the room, a wave of mixed emotions washes over me, causing my gaze to instinctively follow his retreating figure. With a whirl, I pivot to confront my friends, whose expressions give away their varying reactions to the scene that just unfolded. Namjoon and Jin's uncomfortable glances reflect their unease, in contrast to Yoongi and Jimin's stupid smirks, plainly revealing their amusement at the situation.

"Don't say a word," I mutter as I climb on to the bed. 

"So, Taehyung," Yoongi starts, "how was it?"

"We want to know," Jimin says, "for educational purposes."

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"I couldn't sleep all night," I mutter as I stifle another yawn, feeling the exhaustion weighing heavy on my eyelids as I sit inside the car. Jungkook is taking me to meet his aunt and his cousin. He was reluctant at first because it was his day off and he wanted to spend the day alone with me but I forced him to. 

"Why? Wet dreams about me?" Jungkook asks.

"Oh my god, Kook. Stop it already," I say, fighting a grin.

Jungkook abruptly turns, facing me. "Kook?"

My cheeks turn pink as I reply "I'm sorry. I—I just said it."

"Doll, why are you apologizing?" Jungkook says. "You don't how I feel right now, love. I'm so—so happy. Nobody has ever given me a nickname before."

I give Jungkook a smile and he grins back at me. "What's your aunt's name?"

"Cheon-Sa," Jungkook answers. "And my cousin's name is Hoseok. Be aware, he's really enthusiastic."

"Pretty names," I say.

"Not as pretty as you are," Jungkook exclaims. "Have you fallen in love with me, doll?" He abruptly asks.

"Still in the process," I mutter, diverting my gaze. I like him. I like him very much. I don't know when I started to, maybe when he stood up for me or when he moaned last night. When I am in his presence, I sense a profound shift within myself, as if he completes me in a way I never knew was possible. Just over a short period of two weeks, Jungkook has managed to transform my initial dislike into genuine affection, a shift that both delights and terrifies me. The idea of falling in love has always been a dream of mine, yet now that it seems within reach with Jungkook, I am filled with apprehension. What if he grows tired of me? What if the warmth in his eyes fades, and he no longer desires my company? My love for someone is steadfast, enduring until my very last breath, and I would go to any lengths to ensure their happiness. The thought of Jungkook turning away from me is a heart-wrenching fear that clouds my mind, casting doubt on the future that I had started to envision with him.