Us. •TAEKOOK•

Chapter 4: Remember

*Taehyung's POV *

"Stop. I can't."

I avoid eye contact by looking down, placing a hand on his chest.

"ggnngnnh"

I look up because I hear snoring. Jungkook face is in my shoulder. I let out a little scoff.

Seriously this guy.

"Are you really sleeping?" I am replied to with another snore. I move slowly careful to not wake him. I lay him down, then slowly pick him up bridal style.

I walk over to his bed and gently lay him down, pulling the covers over him. I kneel down in front of his sleeping face. I lean in to peck his lips but I stop myself.

Instead I kiss his forehead.
"Goodnight."

*Jungkook POV*

I open my eyes.
"nnnghh."
The sun from the window shines in my eyes. I brush my hand over my face.

"What happened?"
I look over across the room. I see Taehyung sleeping. I stare at him for awhile.

"Wait...." I mouth to myself.
I notice the scar on his cheek, bringing back memories of last night.

I don't believe it why'd I do that?! I'm so embarrassed.

I sit up on my bed. I quickly stand up bumping into the desk. Stubbing my toe.

"Ow-Fuck that hurt!"

I sit back down. What time is it?
Where is my phone? I feel around my bed.
"Where is it?"
I scan the room trying to find it. My gaze skims over Taehyung. I see Tarrying awake. Staring directly at me.

"Oh um, good morning." I say nervously. He continues to stare at me. I begin to feel like i'm trapped by his gaze.

"You know it's rude to stare at people."

He starts to blinks almost as if he was snapped out of a trance.

"Uhhh, yeah sorry...Good Morning"

Awkward silence fills the room. I was expecting him to give different response.

I get up heading over to my desk in the corner of the room.

"Where are you going?" Taehyung asked almost in a concerned tone.

"Uhhh...to my desk."
"Why do you care?"

"Just...nothing nevermind. " He gets up heading across the room into the restroom.

"What was that about?"
I sit down in my chair and spin around. Ah there it is.

"My phone~."

*Taehyung's POV*

I close the bathroom door behind me. I lean my back on the door.

"Does he not remember anything of that night?" My mind flashes backs to last night. His kisses very fresh in my mind. I can still feel his touch.

I get hard just thinking about it.
"Stay down, it's not the time."

I open the door seeing Jungkook on his phone while sitting at his desk. I begin to walk towards Jungkook. He looks up.
"What?"

I stare at him.
"Do you remember what happened last night?" I can see that he begins to blush, and tries to hide it. Him hiding it just makes it easier to tell.

"N-no, why?"
Him stuttering is just so cute, I can't control myself anymore. I move closer.

"Because I think you remember, but are avoiding the events of that night."
"My question is why?"

"I seriously don't know what you're talking about."

I move even closer and kneel down. I grab his hand and put it on my cheek near my scar.

"Do you remember now?" His face is so red. He doesn't say anything, but just nods his head like a child who's too shy to speak.

"I want you to tell me."

"Why, you already know what happened?!" I stare him I'm the eyes to let him no I'm serious. He stops talking. I can see his throat move indicating he gulped.

"I was drunk and I came over to your bed touching the scar on your face, saying it looks like the boy from my dream."

"And...? " I say.

"And...what that was it, well I guess I fell asleep." His obliviousness is so cute it's frustrating.

I pull a corner of my shirt wear my collarbone is. His eyes widen.
"This hickey says other wise ~.

He places his hands over his face.
"I have more,if you still don't believe me. So do you remember now? Everything?" He nods,  hands still covering his face.

"By the way, your one hell of an aggressive kisser. I think my lip is swollen." I tease him.

I reach for his hands and pull them away from his face. He looks up at me

"I thought you didn't like fags?"

"Who said I didn't like them?"

"...but you make the impression that you don't like them,  us,  me."

"Truth is I don't hate gays,  because then I'd be hating myself."

"Then why? And wait did you just say yourself?! Your gay??"

"Yes, well I'm bisexual and it's because i'm not out of the closet and I didn't really intend to until you came in the picture." I say in a nervous laughter.

"So all this time I thought you were straight..."

"Yeah,  I've totally been straight but now in gay for you~." I wink at him.

"Ugh,  your so cheesy. "

"Hey cheese is good. And you know what else is good?"
"Me getting help with this situation."
I look down and Jungkook follows my gaze and begins blushing yet again.

He pushes me to the floor and goes back to his bed and wraps himself under the blanket.
His voice is muffled under the covers.
"Yah! Help your own damn self!"

"But it's your fault that it happened in the first place your just do cute~."

"It's your fault for even coming near me then idiot."

I pout. "Your so mean kookie~."

I guess I really have to fix it myself then.

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A/N: Sorry for the late chapter guys I've been busy.

Love you guys~❤ Hope this turned out okay.