His Queen

Chapter 38

After taehyung had agreed to jungkook's terms, things had been going pretty well. Mostly. They had been talking a lot, without fighting and the only time they'd argue would be something about mingyu.

Jungkook had to constantly reassure taehyung that he didn't feel anything for mingyu, that he was just a friend who had been there for him when he was upset. Taehyung would always say he understood, yet the next time jungkook had mention him, he'd flip.

Jungkook did not mind though, having to reassure him again and again. To him it just showed that taehyung loved him and that he didn't wanna lose him. As long as he was not hurting him or his family, jungkook was good with everything.

His parents, however, still had their concerns. They were not at all in favour of his connection with taehyung and they kept him trying to convince him to go back to london.

Jimin, on the other hand was supportive of whatever taehyung and he had. His beliefs were the same as jungkook; as long as taehyung was not hurting him in any way, things were good.

One thought would bother jungkook, however, that taehyung was not a very nice person if he was not in question. His family background and the crimes he had probably committed throughout his life, jungkook was afraid they'd come to haunt them in the future.

Jungkook was scared of imagining a family with him, although he knew taehyung had love their children, he was afraid they would grow up to be like him. Reckless, dangerous and slightly psychotic. The funny part was, there was a huge part of him who still wanted to overlook all of this, just as long as taehyung was being nice with him. It was stupid, irrational and naive, but he could not help it.

Jungkook was still not hundred percent sure that he loved taehyung and he kept dismissing jimin whenever he brought the topic up. Jimin would pretend to believe him but jungkook knew he knew the truth. Jungkook was just too afraid to admit it.

If anyone would question why he was imagining a future with taehyung and that why he kept in touch with him, he'd tell them that taehyung loved him. And so deeply, that he knew no one ever could.

Maybe he still loved the feeling of being wanted by someone, the feeling of having someone be so crazy about you, that they'd be willing to go to crazy lengths for you.

Jungkook was starting to really like that feeling. The way people would look at them when they were together. Whether it be a club, a restaurant, anywhere. He could see not only the respect, maybe even the fear but he saw admiration too. Maybe he was becoming a little like taehyung and although that scared him, he was also loving it at the same time.

But deep down he knew that what he loved the most was the way taehyung had look at him. The way he would hold his hand, as if nothing else ever mattered to him. The way he would stare into his eyes. The way he would respect him. And not just him, his family too. Despite everything that had happened.

However, all that changed one day and he felt like everything had been destroyed once again. To the point that it would never be the same again.

–

"Please?" Mingyu begged for the third time, following jungkook all around the house.

"Mingyu," he sighed. "I don't feel like it."

Jungkook plopped down on the couch and mingyu sat down beside him.

"Please? It's just for a coffee. We haven't hung out in forever. And jimin will be there too, so what's the problem?" Mingyu insisted.

"I just... I can't," jungkook replied.

Mingyu's face fall completely and he looked down in his lap.

"I thought we were friends now, jungkook. If you do not like talking to me or you don't want anything to do with me, just say so please. I don't wanna be in a relationship where I'm not at all wanted. Right from the beginning, from the time you were in london, you have been treating me like I'm just some random dude hitting on you or something. If you have a problem with me, with something I do, just let me–"