Chapter 4: Thoughts

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Mr. Yoongi gathered everyone for the presentation of the first group. They're going to advertise ramyeon.

"Everyone please settle down. We'll start in a few minutes," Mr. Yoongi said with a grin.

Taehyung's POV

Jungkook walked passed me as if he was some kind of model buttoning his suit. I feel like I've been bewitched by this gorgeous young man who doesn't even notice me.
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He started speaking. Or should I say stuttering?

"G-g-good...g-g-g-go—...."

I turned around to see what was happening when suddenly everyone started laughing.

HE PEED HIS PANTS. I bursted with laughter. What is this? Is he some kind of kid? But when I looked at him, his eyes, I could see through him...well, before he walked out.

I went after him.

"Jungkook-ssi what's wrong?" I worried.

"Can't you see what happened?"

"It's okay. Everybody makes mistakes," I blabbered before I took a step closer to give him a hug.

"No. I saw you. You were laughing with them! Just admit it, I'm a complete freak. And I failed the team. Just get lost will you? Please?" he said as he took a step away from me.

"No. It's not like that—please. Don't go! I-I think I like you Jungkook-ssi. So please, don't go. I'm here for you,"

"No, you must be mistaken. Someone who likes me will never make fun of me"

Jungkook's POV

I started the presentation. I looked at everyone and told myself that I can do this. I had to. But I felt a sudden urge to pee. But how could I go to the bathroom at this moment? I'm already in front of everybody: my co-workers, my dad's colleagues, ramyeon investors and my dad. I need to hold it in.

As I started talking, I could feel it coming. I did. But then, I bursted. Not knowing how, not knowing when and not knowing why. I mean how could I? They'll probably think I'm a kid. Out of embarrassment, I left.

I could feel that someone was following me. I could hear his/her footsteps. I was startled to see Taehyung as I turned around.

He laughed with them too. I thought he was different. I thought he understood me. But now I realized that maybe it was just because of the fact that I am the founder's son. I told him to "get lost" but why is it that my heart's telling him to hold onto me? Just, why? Why? Whyyyyyyy?

I wanted to tell him. Tell him that
I—but I couldn't. Why is he trying so hard to comfort me? He doesn't know a thing about me. Nobody does. I'm just a weird nerd in everybody's eyes. I know that they pity me. I know that they treat me nicely thinking they'll get something in return. At the very least, I never imagined that Taehyung will be doing this to me. He looked at me with pity. He feels bad for me. I couldn't face him anymore. I had to resign.

But he said he likes me.
H E L I K E S M E .
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I wanted to ask him if he was being sincere or toying with me. Not sure if this was one of the reasons why I should definitely quit or not. I replayed that moment thousands of times on my mind and it kept making my heart flutter a million times more.
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Thinking it over and over again, I picked up the pen, and put the pet down. I walked in circles stuck with the choice I have to make—no, I want to make, if I should just go with it or leave. I was so confused to the point that I thought I was going to go crazy. My mind's going to explode at this rate!

~end of Jungkook's POV~

"KRIIIIIIIIIINGGGGG  KRIIIIIIIIIINGGGGG KRIIIIIIIIIINGGGGG!"

Taehyung, barely opening his eyes, searched for the source of the noise, turning his alarm off.

"What kind of dream was that? Why am I seeing Jungkook-ssi everywhere? Now he's even in my dreams. Why? WHYYYYYY?" Taehyung questioned himself while banging his head against the bed's headboard.

"Hyung what are you doing?" Jimin wondered.

Hey guys! This is the author, Bea! I'm sorry but I won't be able to update until tomorrow because I'm sick. However, I promise that I'll publish two chapters tomorrow! Thank you
사랑해요! <3

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