Ugly yet Beautiful || Jikook

Chapter 23

Tae P.O.V
God why was it always so boring at this time of night?

I kicked my feet against the brick wall of my house, my hands loosely holding the window ledge as I barley kept myself from falling. I wasnt trying to jump or anything, I was just so bored and the moon looked kinda' 'pretty' at this time of night; so why not hang your body out the window?

My head lulled back and forth as I continued to swing my legs, the cool wind blowing past my face felt oddly soothing while the stars and moon really were a sight to see.

Sometimes I wondered what I was doing with my life and why I even bothered half the time. What was my purpose? But times like this were times I knew I was either one of two things, really bored or in the need for sex, either one sounded exhausting though.

I threw myself back, falling from the window into my bedroom; hopefully landing on my bed. Which I did with success.  The bed sheets felt cold against my back, but in an oddly soothing way as I found myself rolling around in them like a child.

Maybe it was god telling me what to do next, or just a random thought, maybe some part of me was slightly annoyed or even jealous? I'm not really sure what it was but suddenly a rather funny, yet stupid idea came into my head.

This wasn't like Jungkook at all, to take this long to get a shag, never mind accidentally say there name through sex. So what was it about jimin that seemed to have  caught his attention more than he realized?

I really do sound jealous don't I? Who knows, maybe I am. Either way I couldn't stop myself from thinking if I'd find it any easier to sleep with the little kid, if I did I wonder how 'pissed' Jungkook would be at me? Or would he be grateful?

I pushed myself upright, lazily stumbling towards my computer desk, only to rummage through every draw I could find until I found what I was looking for.

The small slip of paper between my fingers was something I'd got for emergency purposes only, but was finding a use a lot quicker than it should of.

"One text won't hurt right, it's not like I'm gonna sleep with him"

Jimin P.O.V
The air conditioning just wasn't cool enough, I'd already had it on -5• but no, apparently this hot flush wasn't planning on leaving me any time soon.

My cheeks were really beginning to hurt too, all this smiling I was doing the past few days was becoming a problem, not to mention the past three hours of constantly grinning and rolling round my bed like a love struck teenager.

It was odd really, how less than a few hours ago I was convinced or at least convincing myself that Jungkook was nothing more than a player, a dick head', yet here I was, continually rethinking what had happened.

Jungkook had left moments after it had happened, saying he needed to be home for dinner with his Mum, which if someone had told me that a few weeks ago I'd of laughed and said no way, but maybe I was wrong about him this whole time; he was kinda' nice.

So there it was, a small, tiny, little part of me had maybe decided he wasn't as bad as I though he was and maybe I had a small, accidental crush on him. But it was nothing, that's right, nothing at all, this smiling was just a side effect from having my secon-first real crush, right?

Although the AC wasn't really doing much about my hot flush I couldn't lie it felt nice against the bare skin of my chest. It was soothing in some sense to just lie there in silence, sometimes it was just what I needed but my clean thoughts were cut short by the small vibration of my phone under my pillow.

Maybe it's Jungkook?

That in mind I found myself Quickly rummaging for my phone under my sheets and unlocking faster than I had ever done before.

My stomach sank a little as my eyes scanned across the message, it not being from Jungkook but someone else completely, someone I didn't ever expect to be texting me.

Unknown: hey it's tae

Me: who?

Unknown: erm... tampon?