Bookworm | Taekook

11

JK POV
After the visit from my "friendly new neighbor" Namjoon, I kicked Woozi out. He whined of course, but I wasn't going to keep him around. I had a lot of thinking to do.
I decided not to go to school. Instead, I laid in bed with a pen and a legal pad. After all, it's easier to think when you write things down.
I stared down at the words on the notepad. Taehyung's name was circled at the top, and random scribbling littered the rest of the page. I tried to make sense of the paper, but my shaky handwriting was unreadable, even to myself. I ruffle my hair in frustration and rolled over.
"Argh. Why can't this be easier? He's just another guy, what happened to the Jeon Jungkook?" I closed my eyes to try to calm down.
"It's fine. Tae is..." worth it. I finished the sentence in my head.

*

After the school day had ended, I was waiting at the school gate for Taehyung. I promised to study with him, and no way was I going to pass that up.
I waited, imagining his surprise that I showed up. He'd have wide eyes, but hopefully his box smile would spread across his face. A slight pink would tint his cheeks, and that adorable laugh would come bubbling from his lips.
Or so I thought.
Taehyung came walking out of the school with that pink-haired goofball by his side. They were discussing going to Namjoon's place to "hang". He had that adorable smile on and was excited to see Namjoon's new place.
"What happened to studying? Damn it..." I whispered to myself. I put up the hood of my jacket and started running home. I wasn't necessarily sad or angry, just... frustrated. And of course, being the Jeon Jungkook, I had to do something about it.
So, when I got home, I took off the gray sweatpants I was wearing, and replaced them with ripped skinny jeans; blue denim, of course. I slipped on a white button up and my Timberland boots: my signature look at the time. I went to the mirror and tussled my hair a bit, just for the natural look.
And then I waited.
Until I heard footsteps nearing and the song of his laughter filled my ears.
At that moment, I stood from my spot on the couch and grabbed my keys. One last look in the mirror, and I knew I was ready.
Full of confidence, I opened my door to a surprised Taehyung, and a smug Namjoon. Before Taehyung could get out a word, I grabbed his arm and ran for the stairs.
Behind us, I hear a faint "what the fuck?" and I couldn't help but laugh.
After all, I felt like me again.

A/n:
Hello!! I'm sorry for the short chapter first of all. And second, I'm sorry for being away for a few months (again). I'm not a very motivated person, but I really love this story and I want to see it through. I want to write more and achieve some sort of fanbase on my books.
I really got excited over just a few comments on the last chapter. Thank you :))