LOVE TRIANGLE / kth. vs. jjk. [SLOW! EDITING]

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"Do you love Jungkook?," Taehyung asked, catching me off-guard.

"Uhm...err...," I started stuttering. „Well... uhh.." Taehyung raised one of his eyebrows, waiting for my answer, "I... I think... maybe... I think I'm falling for Jungkook...i guess," I confessed.

"You are?," Taehyung asked in disbelief and I just nodded. "No, you don't."

"What?"

"You don't love him.You think you love him but actually, you don't," Taehyung said.

"What do you mean?," I asked but he diverted his gaze away again. "Forget it."

"You still have to answer my question, though," I told him. "Why did you and Jiyoon break up?"

Taehyung opened his mouth to say something but he was interrupted by the door opening. It was the doctor, he told us to come in, so that he could tell us how bad Jungkook injured himself. We entered the room again.

"The ankle of Mr. Jeon is fortunately only overstretched, meaning that it heals fast but..," the doctor started. "But he won't be able to dance for the next few days or even weeks, it could worsen the pain, so I recommend that he doesn't dance or more like shouldn't strain his ankle in any ways possible. Plus, he has to wear an orthopedic splint for at least four days," the doctor explained. "You were lucky, Mr. Jeon, it could have been much worse."

Jungkook nodded in response.

"If the pain worsens or anything happens come again, Mr. Jeon. Take care of you kids."

"We will, thank you," we said and left the hospital.

We called a taxi and told the driver to drive to our home, so that Jungkook could rest a little, and Taehyung of course too.

"What should I tell Bang SiHyuk CEO?," Jungkook worried, Taehyung patted his back, saying that our CEO will understand it and delay their debut.

We arrived our destination and I quickly got off. Jungkook was struggling while trying to get off but Taehyung helped him and he even managed to step on both of his feet.

"Okay, so, I'll bring Jungkook to the dorm and-"

"I go with you," I interrupted Taehyung, he just nodded with a blank face and we headed to their dorm. Taehyung gave me the keys because he had to help Jungkook with walking, so I opened the door for them. We entered the house and sat down on the couch. Since Jungkook couldn't walk upstairs on his own, Taehyung decided to temporally switch rooms with Jungkook as his room is on the first floor.

"This sucks," Jungkook said with an annoyed voice.

"Like the doctor said, it could've been worse," Taehyung replied.

"Still... because of me our debut will most-likely get delayed..."

"Don't worry about it, Jungkook, your health is more important than our debut," Taehyung comforted him.

I stood up from the couch. "I'll make something to eat," I said, trying to change the cheerless mood. "What do you want to eat?"

"Pizza," Taehyung answered but Jungkook shook his head.

"Our manager will kill you if you gain weight."

I let out a chuckle. "I'll just make tteokkbeokki then."

"I knew it," Jungkook commented.

"What?"

"This is the only edible thing you can cook, right? Admit it," Jungkook teased me with a smirk.