A few days passed and Taehyung was still worrying about Jungkook. He had no way of contacting him besides that stupid okcupid app. He wished he had asked for his number. He wished he had asked for some way he could've met him, knew him better, talk to him physically.
Taehyung sighed, ruffling his already messy hair and leaned on his desk. Just then a ring sounded from his phone. Taehyung quickly got up from his position as he stared at his phone searching through the many notifications he didn't open. There was still no answer. He sighed, putting his phone back down as he held his head in his arms. Why was he worrying about someone he found annoying?
Another ring but Taehyung ignored it. Then another. And another. Taehyung finally found the tone vexing as he heaved a heavy sigh and stared at his phone. It was Jungkook.
j:
hi bb (-;j:
you got something to say?j:
such asj:
something along the linesj:
i miss you