I Fell For Kim Taehyung

Shy

Taehyung's Perspective

I sat at the dining table in the small apartment, the sounds of my Hyung's playing a car game behind me was the pain that pounded in my already troubled head. I played with my phone in my hands in a nervous habit. Was I pushing it? Writing that damned letter?

I sighed, leaning back in my chair and running a hand through my now blond hair. During the week I decided to return to my infamous blond locks I had adorned a year ago. I needed something to distract me as I slowly felt my sanity drain from my body. Jimin was being difficult. I tried to call him, to reason with my best friend, but after many attempts to reach him, he decided to block me. As I tried to get a hold of Ona, apparently her phone had blocked me as well. Either it was her or her brother, I was upset either way.

A knock on the door brought me back from my thoughts. I quickly pushed myself away from the table, the screeching from the metal legs causing the others to curse at me. But I didn't care, this was what I have been waiting for.

I smiled as I saw Jungkook standing behind it. He nodded to me as I let him in. The Hyungs waved quickly over to him but they were so invested in their video game, it was only moments later until they were pushing each other to get the other to lose.

"Calm down, you're like a kid." Jungkook joked as I hastily pushed him down the hall to where I shared a room with Jin Hyung. Once inside, I pushed the door shut and locked it, not risking anything. Yes, Jimin has contacted the others and has made it perfectly clear I wasn't supposed to be around them anymore. So, they listened to him and made sure I was on a house arrest. I felt like an inmate waiting for my sentence to expire...which probably will never happen.

"You don't know what this means to me," I sighed as I followed him to the bed and sat next to him. "Do you have it?"

Jungkook nodded, pulling out a neatly folded piece of paper compared to my crumpled one I had sent. Greedily, I snatched it out of his hands, forgetting how well folded it was and opening it with impatience. I saw her dainty handwriting engraved upon the paper, making a quick smile appear.

Saturday, at 6:30 pm. Meet me at the place where I fell for you.

The way she worded it made my heart skip a beat. I could feel my breath become slower as I reread each word over ten times. I knew what she meant, but still, as my leg bounced up and down and my eyes never wanted to leave the words, I knew what I was feeling and I knew how I was going to express it.

"If Jimin finds out..." Jungkook started but I quieted him by pushing him to make him fall.

"Shush. He won't," I chuckled as I refolded the paper and stuffed it in my jeans pocket. "I'll make sure of that. And so will you."

"Wait. What?" Jungkook leaned back up on his elbows and gave me a confused look.

"Distract him when I'm with Ona. So he doesn't become suspicious." I informed him, standing up and making my way to the long hanging mirror. I fixed my hair as I let Jungkook ponder in his thoughts. Knowing him, he was most likely figuring out a way to get out of it.

"I have school." Jungkook confessed, but that only made me laugh.

"You mean the school you haven't been to in months?" I stared at him and saw the frustration in his eyes.

"Well, I planned on going again." He shrugged, looking down.

"If I have to, I'll pay you." I rolled my eyes at him. When he lies he looks at the ground. He wasn't fooling me.

"Jinjja? Okay, I'm in." He smiled at me, causing me to throw a piece of clothing from the floor at him. Sometimes he was a pain in my ass, but most of the time, he was the more reasonable one out of the group.