Insomniac (taekook)

Part 25

Jungkook said he'd pick me up at 3:30. All of our classes had finished by then and we would have the rest of the day to do whatever we wanted.

It was at 3:29 that I heard a knock on my dormitory door.

"What on earth do you think you're wearing!" He cried.

I looked down at my attire ,
Red hoodie
Black mom jeans
Vans

"Umm... clothes?" I try

"No get back and change immediately."

"Wait what I-"

He shoved me back in the the room with such force it sent me hurtling backwards on to Hoseok's bed. Speaking of which where is he? We're both usually back by now.

My mind doesn't drift for long however as I look over to see Jungkook sieving through my closet.

"Ah ha here we go." He says triumphantly , throwing a suit down on the bed.

"A suit?" A say questioningly.

He nods his head , looking a little to pleased with himself.
I've never seen him this bubbly before.

"It's a surprise Tae." He says before I can ask anything.
"Trust me m this will make you feel a lot better."

I stumble around aimlessly , failing to be calmed by Jungkook's (slightly wandering) hands and his barking voice trying its hardest to direct me.

"Jungkook do I really need the blindfold?" I whine , tripping on another small pisstake of a rock.

"Shut up you baby we are nearly there."

It's after a few more minutes of stumbling lamely and some comforting words from Jungkook that he decides it's ok for me to take of the blindfold.

"Ready?"

"Yes I'm fucking ready , though I don't know what this could all be fo-"

I take of the blindfold , squinting slightly only to gasp before I can finish my sentence.

Our tree
Mine and his
The one we'd sit under if we needed to do homework
Or when he'd read his book and I'd nap on his lap
Or in the summer we'd take our pizza and sit under the stars (our all time favourite passtime)

Under the withering blossom tree stands the missing Hoseok , decked out in his suit , clutching a bouquet of lilies to his chest , Namjoon's favourite , I used to make sure I smelled like them as often as a could , but lily aftershave mustn't be very popular these days.

Next to him there is a small framed picture of him.

It's a rather recent one actually , blonde hair , fancy dinner clothes , big , big fancy party we got invited to by one of our more wealthier university chums. He even provided the suits for us , I'd never looked so good in my life , I remember I even dyed my hair platinum blonde for that party.
(A/N: imagine blood sweat and tears getup)

"So this is where you were." I said , pushing Hoseok slightly.

He grinned sheepishly.

I know what this is , the conversation we had last night.
I knew he'd do something but nothing like this.
He said he likes me , but it's not as if he's just ignoring the fact that Namjoon is here and I still love him I know I do.
It must be hard for him , knowing that he'll never be Namjoon , I can't help but love him for that.

"Now if you'll all please sit."

Jungkook says , taking Hoseoks place at the bottom of the large tree.
There were two black chairs , that must have taken a lot of effort to get here , standing side by side on the grass in front of the tree.
I took my seat and Hoseok took his , the lilies still clutched to his chest , knuckles as white as snow from clenching to hard.