Insomniac (taekook)

Part 14

This adventure time remix gives me fucking life

Jungkook POV

I step out the shower dramatically , releasing my inner gay which doesn't happen too often I must say.
Steam clouds the small room to the point where I can barley see the door.
When I find it I open to let some of it out I'm immediately met with sound of irritating upbeat music and equally irritating singing.

It's around 1pm but seen as I hardly sleep I have my showers quite late , much to the discomfort of my neighbours. Taehyung had a shower earlier and after refusing to take another one with me ( much to my disappointment ) said he didn't mind if I had one anyway. However in order to distract him I put on the Wizard of oz so he could be entertained , even though I'm sure showering with me would have been a lot more entertaining.

"Follow follow follow follow follow the yellow  brick road!" He sings. It's annoying of course but undeniably cute none the less.

"Tae you need to be quiet , some people actually spend their nights sleeping." I hiss , but not in a mean way.

He scowls and immediately turns the TV off.

"Hey you can still watch it ,  just keep it down a b-"

"No I don't want to watch anymore anyway I'm tired." He interrupts.
Guess I must have caught him on a bad day.

I strip in front of him , but it doesn't matter because his head is turned and half buried in the pillow.
I get changed and carefully slide in next to him , incase he's already asleep.

After a few minutes of uncomfortable shifting he finally speaks up.

"Kookie?"

"Yeah."

"Do you believe in like.. heaven?"

"What?"

"Like , do you believe in a heaven or hell?" He asks , turning his face towards me.
It's pitch black but I can still somehow see his eyes.

"I hope there isn't one." I say.

"Why?"

"Because if there is a hell I'm defiantly ending up there."

"What makes you say that?"

"I just don't think I'm a good person."

"......Kookie?"

"Yeah?"

"I think you are a nice person."

"Thanks Tae."

After another few minutes of pained silence he crawls over me and hops out.

"Where are you going?"
"I need a fag." He says simply , rummaging around in his bag for the little box and lighter.

Once he finds them he slides open the door to the balcony and lets in a chilling breeze.
I debate whether to go out after him.
'Does he even want me to?' I ponder.
Eventually I shrug on my hoodie make my way next to him.
It's pretty cold but he doesn't seem the slightest bit bothered , although his hair isn't wet like mine.
I look down at the small park below us.
There's a couple giggling and sharing kisses on the nearest bench. One has a lollipop and is tricking the other into thinking he can lick it. Eventually he snatches it out of her hand and pulls her in for a long and passionate kiss.
I'm so completely submerged in the love scene taking place beneath me I don't notice Taehyung until he lets out a loud sniff. I glance over and see he has tears cascading down his face and is struggling to take puffs from his cigarette because he's so choked up.
I don't say anything but let him fall in to my chest , his own heaving with every loud sob. He buries him self into my hoodie leaving behind a little trail of snot , which I pretend not to be grossed out by. I see his cigarette fall over the balcony slowly , its path getting diverted by the chilling wind.
I bury my own face in his hair and let him get this out of his system.

For what seems like hours we stand there in the cold night hair. By the time he eventually comes up the couple is long gone and the tears have dried from his face.
When I try and pull away he grips on to me a bit tighter so I won't let go.

"I suppose it was a stupid idea." He sniffs.

I look at him questioningly.
"Finding Namjoon's killer I mean." He sniffs again "I mean if the police can't do it who can." He nuzzles closer into me "I just can't shake the feeling that if it was me that got stabbed instead , you know the thing that was meant to happen , not much would have changed , Namjoon had a lot going for him , he was great at literature and languages and maths and science and he was an amazing rapper , he would have eventually moved on from me and found someone better." He cuts himself off with another heavy sob.

"Don't say that Tae , if you had died he would have been just as distraught as you are , your life holds no less value , this whole thing is just a horrible thing that happened and it's not your fault ok , it's all in your head."
He feel him visibly jolt in my hold. "Tae are you ok-"

"Don't say that." He says , tone emotionless.
I keep quiet for another few minutes until he says.

"Do you believe in ghosts Kook?"

"When I was little yeah , I used to think my house was haunted by this kid named Nelson and he lived in the attic , turns out it was a trapped bat."
He chuckles through his sniffs.
"What made you ask?"
This is a silly questions because I already know the answer.

"It's just , when you are little ghosts are used against you , they scare you in to going to bed on time and making sure to always keep a torch by your bed , but when you are older you kind of want something like that to be true , the thought that you can have some contact with what comes next , I really want that."

"Yeah I get what you mean."

"Kookie."

"Yeah?"

"Your hair smells really nice."

"Thanks Tae."

I acc kinda like this book and I like re-reading it it's also funny coz I write this book when I can't sleep very well ( and when I'm not too depressed ya know? )

Also quick question would anyone want smut in this book , coz it takes me a lot of courage to write so if no one cares enough I won't bother tbh xxx