Four Years || Taekook // Vkook [✔]

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t a e h y u n g

I don't know what came over me.

Maybe it was a heat in the moment thing.

Because I kissed him back.

He bit by lower lip, making me gasp and letting his tongue roam around my mouth.

We soon broke off the kiss due to the lack of oxygen, but Jimin immediately attacked my neck.

"Jimin," I moaned as he bit into my soft skin, creating a hickey.

Then, a soft knock came from outside the door. Before I could push Jimin away, Jungkook had already seen everything.

Jimin pulled back and looked at Jungkook, smirking.

Jungkook stood there, frozen and not knowing what to do.

"What the fuck!" He soon yelled. I could tell that he was glaring daggers at Jimin even if the lights were off.

"Get. The fuck. Out. Of. My. House," Jungkook growled as he walked over to Jimin. Jimin merely raised an eyebrow at him.

"Why should I?"

"Because you were making a move on Tae without his consent!"

"What makes you think he didn't like it?"

Jungkook went silent, his previous angry expression turned into a broken one.

"D-Did you?" he asked, barely above a whisper. But I could hear it loud and clear.

"I..."

Did I like it?

I don't know.

After a few seconds of silence, Jungkook nodded. "I see how it is."

He exited my room, stomping away to his room and slamming the door.

Jimin rolled his eyes, but soon turned to me with a seductive look on his face.

"So, you wanna pick up where we left off?"

He came closer, but I pushed him away softly, shaking my head.

"I-I think you should go," I said with my head hung low. He sighed and got off my bed.

"See you later, Tae."

And he left the house.

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I couldn't sleep that night.

Why did Jungkook act that way? I wasn't his boyfriend anymore.

Does he still love me?

No. Of course not. I scoffed at myself. If he did, he wouldn't have broken my heart.

To be honest, I didn't know what to think of the kiss. I liked it, I had to admit. It was soft and passionate.

But I didn't feel anything else. No butterflies, no fireworks in my stomach. No nothing. Just a meaningless kiss.

I sighed and got off my bed, walking to Jungkook's room.

"Jungkook?" I said, knocking on his door.

No response.

He was probably sleeping. I sighed in defeat and began walking back, but I heard a click at the front door.

I quietly watched as a person - most likely a boy - enter the house.

As he got further into the house, I realised who he was.

"Jungkook?" I called out, confused.

He jumped slightly, but looked up and placed a hand over his heart.

"Jesus Christ, don't scare me like that, Tae," he said, closing the door. I noticed that he had a plastic bag in the other hand.

"What's that?" I asked curiously as he walked up the stairs.

"Oh, so now you care?" He asked with a hint of bitterness in his tone. I sighed.

"Jungkookie, I-"

"Don't call me that," he hissed. "Look, if you want to explain what you and Jimin were doing, don't. I don't want to hear it."

And that's how the night ended, accompanied with a slam of a door. I sighed and got into my room, leaned my back against my closed door and slumped down.

"What have I done?"

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A/N

I'm so fucking sad rn don't touch me.

If you know stray kids, you probably know about what happened to Felix and I'm not okay.

My freaking bias got eliminated because of a minor mistake in the choreography that wasn't even that noticable?

And now Chan blames himself for Felix's elimination. Awesome.

^ Sorry for the rant, but thanks for reading till the end! Have a nice day / afternoon / night ♡

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