Tell Me The Same - Michl
Glancing up at the alarm clock, Jungkook clung onto his fluffed up pillow, his left cheek smushed up against the black silk pillowcase. 3:21AM, it read. He couldn't sleep. Soft snores trickled from the warm flushed body next to him under the covers. He was at a sleepover. Stars dripped through the satin curtains and a gentle breeze drifted into the room.
He couldn't sleep with the wonderful smell of vanilla and lavender seeping into his nostrils. The faint glow of the cloud covered moon lit the room dimly. He twisted his hips, switching sides to lay on. His right cheek now pressed against the pillow. His gaze burning into Taehyung's back. His best friend since preschool. The boy Jungkook was helplessly and madly in love with.
Soft delicates locks of chocolate brown hair, covered part of Jungkook's eye as he snuggled into his best friend's back without waking him. A large oversized white cotton shirt was the only thing that was covering the younger's frame. On the other hand, Taehyung was shirtless and was wearing silky red pajama bottoms that hung low on his hips. They were that close that they didn't care what they wore to bed.
People use to mistake them as a couple... Well, before Jimin came along. Let's not talk about that evil little fuck for the time being, unless needed. Hopefully not.
An absent minded sniffled came from Jungkook, even a tear unknowingly until it reached the corner of his mouth. Why was Jungkook crying? What the hell? The fact the love of his life had a boyfriend? That he couldn't sleep and was so fucking tired? More sniffles raged and more tears puddled his eyes, eventually waking up Taehyung.
The older boy turned over and his eyes glossy with the remaining sleep he had. He yawned softly, but covered his mouth before wrapping his arms around Jungkook not even asking what was wrong. He knew the latter needed a hug. Jungkook hiccuped, curling one arm over his shoulder, the other around Taehyung's neck. He stifled a racking sob, tears drenching the crook of the older's neck.
Maneuvering, Taehyung sat up, letting Jungkook slip into his lap all the while still clinging to Taehyung. Jungkook wrapped his smooth milky white legs around the latter's waist and continued to cry his heart out. Sometimes it was best to cry. So that's what he did... Until all of his tears had dried up, his eyes red and puffy.
"I-I love you hyung..."
"I love you too Kookie." Too bad that's not how Jungkook wanted Taehyung to love him.
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Hope you enjoyed ^^
Chapters will be longer but I needed to get to school.
