Back to square one | Vkook ff

Part 9

Taehyung p.o.v.

I feel my face getting even hotter, i was close to exploding. Why would he ask me such a direct question! What a dick. Like it wasn't obvious my answer would be yes.

"Tae?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"I still love you," I close my eyes in embarrasment, hoping he wouldn't run out or laugh at me.

Instead of that he stayed silent, making me even more afraid to open my eyes again. I hear his chair move back, footsteps getting closer to me. Part of me was hoping he would walk past me, but he didn't. He sat down next to me.

"It's fine homo, stop being so ashamed of it. I already told you i'm okay with it," He laughs, pinching my still burning cheeks.

"Can you be honest with me too then, like completely honest."

"Yeah sure, about what?"

"Have you ever loved me?"

"Yes," He immediatly answers, not breaking eye contact with me.

I feel my eyes widen, shocked about his answer.

"When!?" I quickly ask him, receiving a chuckle as response.

"That you got to figure out for yourself, babe," A grin covering his face while getting up.

Asshole.

"I'm not scared of you," I hear Jungkook say in the bedroom that was connected to his bathroom.

I had just gotten out of the shower, catching him on the phone with someone.

"Who are you talking to?" I ask him, only a towel wrapped around me.

I freeze in place, my heart skipping a few beats once i notice it's my phone he's got pressed against his ear. Obviously he was talking to Baekhyun, who had been non stop calling me all day.

"Hang up," I whisper, rushing over to him.

He backs away from me, trying to keep distance between us.

"Oh watch me fuck you up, if you dare to touch him once more i'll show you how fucking big my balls are," He groans, anger being the only vibe i was getting from him.

"Jungkook please," I beg him, reaching for my phone again.

"Tae let me handle this," He pauses for a bit, staring at the wall, "Yeah he's with me, and no you can't talk to him."

"Jungkook!"  I say, this time louder and more annoyed.

"Why not?  Because he doesn't fucking wants to be with you! He doesn't want to talk to you. Stop making him seem like your fucking bitch. He's worth more than that you shit dick."

I sigh, giving up. He wasn't going to stop arguing until he won. Not like there was much to win. I turn to his dresser, pulling out a pair of boxers to wear. I drop my towel, examining which way they were supposed to go on. I slide them on, turning back to Jungkook quickly after that. His shocked eyes frozen to my body.

Oh shit.

"Baekhyun please give up i made my point," He says, abruptly ending the phone call.

"Uhm.."

"Can I?"

"Yeah you can go shower now, i'm done in there," I say embarrased.

He was staring at me, what a pervert. Not like i minded.

"Okay.." He nods, disappearing into the bathroom.

Did i just fluster Jeon Jungkook? Seoul's number one slut? I must have a great ass. I turn around, my back facing the mirror. My ass didn't look too bad, nice and round honestly. I give it a light squeeze, a proud chuckle escaping my lips. 

"I'd do me."