STORM.

☹nineteen

"they're such douchebags." i nodded at his anger.

it was around midnight and we were doing our nightly call on skype today.

"i can't believe they got them kicked out, that's so rude." i simply nodded again.

i'm glad jungkook thought this way.

it gave me a little bit of comfort.

"i mean what if one of us came out, they wouldn't feel the same then."

i swallowed a lump in my throat at the comment.

jungkook watched me intently.

i didn't really want to talk about the couple or this subject.

"you don't really seem to have an opinion on it?" i groaned setting down my phone.

i looked at him on the screen of my laptop.

"they can do or be however they want, i don't care." you gave me a look that made me want to hang up as quickly as i could.

i knew you were going to say something.

"it didn't look that way back at the coffee shop."

"jungkook, let's stop talking about this."

"how would you feel if i was gay?"

happy.

really fucking happy.

"i don't know."

you sighed at my answer.

"well, if you were gay it would be okay with me."

my heart was racing.

my cheeks were flushed but luckily i shut my light off earlier.

"get some rest kook."