nightmares | taekook

four.

Taehyung's POV

My alarm wakes me up, making me snap my eyes open and sit up. I watch as Jungkook groans in his sleep, rubbing his eyes and sitting up as well.

My eyes immediately widen as I remembered what had happened last night.

Jungkook turns his head, looking at me. "Morning, Taehyung." He casually says and I look at him confusedly.

Why isn't he asking about anything from last night? Maybe he forgot.

"Good morning." I mumble, fidgeting with my hands. "I'm gonna go take a shower real quick." He says.

"Why do you look so surprised?" He asks and I turn my head in his direction.

"I-I don't know. I just, I thought you'd ask about what happened last night," I mutter under my breath and he raises his eyebrows.

"You told me not to acknowledge it, so I won't." He simply states, the corners of his lips twitching upwards, forming a small smile.

"Sorry I yelled at you like that. I'm not used to having a roommate, that's all. I guess I have to get used to this, huh?" I say, chuckling softly.

"It's okay, Taehyung. I understand. But are you really okay?" He asks and I softly nod my head.

"Y-Yeah. I'm used to it, I guess." I say quietly.

"Does it happen often?" He asks and my throat tightens. I gulp, nodding my head.

"Almost every night," I whisper and I watch as his eyes grow wide. "Every night?! Wow, that's uh, that's tough," he says, scratching the back of his head.

We sit in silence for a few moments before he gets out of his bed to head to the bathroom.

I quietly gasp when he untangles himself from his duvet, he's wearing nothing but black boxers and I try to peel my eyes away from his body but it's sort of impossible.

His toned chest and abdomen made my breath momentarily hitch. "Enjoy the view, Taehyung?" Jungkook teases and I embarrassingly flush, looking away.

"N-N-No," I manage to stutter out and he chuckles, grabbing a towel and clothes before heading towards the bathroom.

I sigh, getting out of bed to change. I strip out of my comfortable t-shirt and slip on a black t-shirt, pairing it with ripped jeans and a jean jacket.

I head over to the mirror, running my hands over my hair to give it a messy look.

My eyes flick over to the washroom door as I hear Jungkook, singing in the shower.

I smile as I listen to his voice, not knowing he could actually sing. His voice was the perfect pitch between high and low, and it sounded beautiful even through the loud sound of the shower.

Minutes later, I hear the shower turning off and his singing come to a stop. Jungkook comes out of the bathroom, wearing black joggers and a white shirt. His brown hair contrasted wonderfully against his milky white skin, droplets of water hanging from his hair.

"You keep staring at me like that. Do I look that bad to you?" Jungkook says teasingly and my cheeks burn of embarrassment. I quickly avert my eyes away from him, finding interest in the floor.

"It's okay, I don't mind." He playfully winks and slings his bag on his shoulder. "Come on, we'll be late for class." He says over his shoulder and I follow him as he opens the door for both of us.

We exit the dorms and walk over to our first period class. Turns out, Jungkook and I have most classes together.

Jungkook and I enter our English classroom, walking in and taking our usual spots.

"Hey, Tae, hey Jungkook." Jimin and Hoseok greet us.

"How'd you sleep last night?" Hoseok asks when I plop into the seat next to his. "Like always, hyung. But this time I woke Jungkook up. And I sort of yelled at him in the process." I frown.

"It's okay, Tae. I'm sure he doesn't mind." Hoseok reassures me and I shrug as the teacher gets in front of the class for a lecture.

I barely pay any attention to her, my mind traveling to different things.

"I expect the essay to be finished by next week Friday," Ms. Jung says and the majority of the class groans, including myself.

The lunch bell rings and everyone exits the classroom. "Sorry Taehyung, I gotta go. I'll see you later!" Jungkook says while running out of the door.

My face falls and Jimin and Hoseok notice. Jimin smirks.

"He's a cute one, huh?" Jimin says and I flush a deep shade of red. "I wouldn't say cute. He's pretty hot, to be honest." Hoseok chimes in and I mutter a "whatever."

Jimin chuckles, following Hoseok and I out the door and into the cafeteria. We take a seat at one of the tables and my eyes scan around, looking for a certain brown haired boy.

"Who are you looking for, Tae?" Hoseok asks, raising his eyebrows in amusement.

"N-No one, why would you think I'm looking for someone?" I nervously chuckle and Jimin tries to not burst out laughing.

"Well then I guess you wouldn't mind a certain someone flirting with a girl, hmm?" Jimin teases and I my body goes slightly tense at his words.

"W-What? What are you talking about?" I ask and he gestures for me to turn around.

When I do, my eyes land on Jungkook situated in front of a pretty brunette that goes by the name of Minji. She's basically known for being a slut.

I turn back around, trying to keep a calm and relaxed expression but failing.

"Aww, is Taehyungie jealous?" Jimin coos and narrows his eyes. "Shut up, hyung. I already knew he was straight so I didn't have to get my hopes up." I mumble.

I know Jungkook and I only met two days ago, but I can't help but admit the fact that there may be a small amount of jealousy towards the beautiful brunette sitting across from him.