Separation (Repitition)

Chapter 6: Deep thoughts

Chapter 6: Deep thoughts

The car rolled to a stop in front of Taehyung's apartment building, the headlights casting long, distorted shadows on the pavement. The air was thick with the scent of exhaust fumes and the faint, sweet aroma of blooming honeysuckle from the nearby park.  Taehyung unbuckled his seatbelt, a smile playing on his lips. He glanced at Jungkook, who was already turning to him, a playful glint in his eyes.

"Thanks for the ride, Jungkook," Taehyung said, his voice was warm. "I had a really good time."

Jungkook grinned back, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "No problem, Taehyung. Glad you did. We should definitely hang out again." He leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "So, where should we meet next?"

Taehyung chuckled, a blush creeping up his neck. He felt a strange warmth spread through his chest, a feeling that he couldn't quite place. "I'll text you later," he promised, pushing the car door open. "Let me know what you're up to."

"Sounds good," Jungkook replied, starting the engine. The car hummed to life, a low rumble that vibrated through the air.

"Drive safe, Jungkook," Taehyung said, a small smile still playing on his lips. "It's getting dark."  He waved as Jungkook pulled away, disappearing into the night, the taillights fading into the darkness like a distant memory.

Taehyung watched the car go, a sense of contentment settling over him. He turned towards his apartment building, the familiar brick facade looming before him. The hallway smelled of old wood and laundry detergent, a comforting scent that always brought back memories of his childhood. He reached into the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water, the coolness soothing his throat.

"Well?" Yoongi's voice startled him, the sound of his roommate's voice echoing through the small kitchen. "How was your...date?"

Taehyung choked on his water, sputtering, the bottle clinking against his teeth. "It wasn't a date! Just a friendly meet-up."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, really? You've been coming home late these past few days. Seems like you're enjoying your 'friendly meet-ups' quite a bit."

"We had a lot to talk about, okay?" Taehyung defended, trying to ignore the heat rising in his cheeks. He felt his heart beat a little faster, a nervous flutter that he couldn't explain.

"I see, that's what you think...” Yoongi muttered. " Then, what will you do if your parents find out about this?" he asked.

"It's not like we're doing anything wrong. I don't think there's something they should worry about." Taehyung responded.

Yoongi leaned closer, his voice low, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "But what if he wants more than friendship? What if he wants something you can't give him?"

"We did talk about it, but it just... I'm not sure what should I feel about it. He's aware of my situation, and he told me he won't force me to do something I'm uncomfortable with. Also, he told me that he would accept whatever decisions I'll make. So, I guess, it wouldn't be a big deal for him." Taehyung uttered with a smile.

"But how about you? Don't you feel comfortable with him, though?" Yoongi suddenly asked. "We've known each other and I knew you very well. I could tell that you were enjoying every moment you had with him. What will be your decision, then?" he added.

Taehyung froze, the water bottle suddenly felt heavy in his hand. He couldn't imagine Jungkook wanting anything more than their easy friendship. But Yoongi's words planted a seed of doubt in his mind, a tiny, nagging worry that he couldn't ignore.

"Love can be crazy, Taehyung," Yoongi continued, his tone turning serious. "You might do things you wouldn't normally do, things that could really upset your parents. Trust me, people would go insane just because of love, mostly if it's their first love,"

"It's true that I'm enjoying every moment I had with him but... I..." Taehyung was actually confused about his feelings. "I don't know... I really don't know... I might end up liking him but I also don't want that to happen. I'm afraid of the consequences I have to face if I accept this feeling." He mumbled, gnawing his bottom lip.

"Are you willing to disobey your parent if that time comes?" He paused as he noticed that he was making Taehyung overthink, then added with a shrug, "Just kidding. Don't worry about it. Let's just go to sleep."

But Taehyung couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Yoongi's words echoed in his mind, a constant reminder of the potential complications that could arise from his growing friendship with Jungkook. He took a long gulp of water, trying to push the unsettling thoughts away, but the worry lingered, a persistent shadow in the back of his mind.

Jungkook safely went back to his place after a satisfying day. He couldn't hide his happiness, it was obvious to his face.

"You sure smiling so wide as if you were a weirdo," he flinched when he heard a familiar voice.

"Hyung, what are you doing here? You surprised me," he uttered with shock as he looked at Jimin, who was comfortably lying on the couch.

"I was kicked out to my own house by Jin Hyung," Jimin dramatically sighed.

"You must definitely ruin the kitchen or something," Jungkook shrugged.

"But that's my house!" Jimin argued.

"And? He's older," Jungkook playfully mocked him.

"You sure love mocking me, does that mean you had a good day or what? You're smiling like a psycho, to be honest." Jimin stated.

"It's nothing," Jungkook replied. "Please leave me alone," he grinned as he prepared to go into his bathroom.

"Just let me stay for a night; Jin Hyung would kill me if I came back, okay?" Jimin frowned.

"Fine, but make sure not to touch anything in my place," Jungkook responded as he went inside the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

As he was about to put the phone on the shelf, he saw Taehyung's number pop up. A smile plastered on his face while looking at his phone.