secrets • jikook

five

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Jungkook places his handwritten note on the nightstand. It reads, in the brunette's messy handwriting;

Jimin,
sorry. I know you probably wanted to wake up next to me. I'm terribly sorry and I promise I'll make up for it at some point. Something came up and I had to leave. If you need me, just call or text.
Yours,
Jungkook

Jungkook smiles before glancing one last time at the elder. He has to resist making contact with the orange-haired boy, and it's hard, but he finally closes his apartment door behind him.

He hails an Uber through his phone and soon the driver has arrived. He gets in the car, trying to figure out how to word what he needs to say to Taehyung.

It's going to be embarrassing, to say the least.
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Jungkook's attention points towards the red-haired man walking towards him in Starbucks. Taehyung sits down.

"What you need?" He asks, getting straight to the point. Jungkook sighs.

Taehyung's never been good with emotions. He never really cared about anyone, at least that he could put into words. He always had felt awkward when someone would get emotional and he wouldn't know what to do. Jungkook was quite the opposite.

"Tae, I don't know how to say this, but..." he takes a breath before looking at his hyung with large sparkling eyes. "How do you feel when you think about Jimin?"

Taehyung seems taken aback, and he has to do a double take before replying.

"Well, I guess I feel like I do when I think of you. I have a respect for him, since he was one of my first best friends." He clears his throat. "Platonically speaking, I love him."

Jungkook sighs when Taehyung looks back at him. He feels his eyebrows drop and Taehyung notices the sparkle in his eyes disappear.

"Oh." The brunette says.

"Why do you ask?"

Jungkook blushes before speaking again.

"See, Taehyung, when I think of you I feel happy as well. I think of friendship. I think of good times in high school, and maybe even a little intimidation because of your whole skeet-like persona." He says. Taehyung chuckles. "I feel the way you do when you think of Jimin."

Taehyung's about to ask Jungkook's purpose again but the younger cuts him off.

"But I don't feel that way when I think of Jimin." He looks up, and Taehyung sees that Jungkook is blushing madly, his eyes huge and his pupils dilated. "When I think of Jimin, I think of everything good in the world. I feel happy to be alive. I feel like every star in the universe is shining for him, and I feel like everyone should be talking about him. He's so amazing and perfect and cute and he just makes me feel so happy about myself. He's one of the few people that make me want to be alive." Jungkook begins to tear up and Taehyung starts to catch on. "No one makes me feel the way he does. He inspires me to be the person I want to be, he's my safe place where I can say anything without any judgement, even just his voice can make me feel at home. I could seriously just curl up into a ball and have him hold my hand as I fall asleep and I'd be happy, even just the slightest touch from him makes my heart flutter." A tear falls and the brunette wipes it away.

"Taehyung, please." He says. "What is this feeling I have?"

Taehyung chuckles before leaning in closer to Jungkook.

"I knew this was coming." The red haired male says, wiping another tear from the brunette's face. "What you're feeling is a really strong emotion, Jungkook."

Jungkook feels his heart wring something out when he notices Taehyung call him by his real name. Neither of the other boys had called him that in a long time. That showed how serious Taehyung was.

"You know, I think you already know what you're feeling. Only, you don't have the balls to say it." He says gently. Jungkook looks at the table, away from Taehyung's eyes.

"Trust me, I know you feel this way. I know for sure. There's no other emotion in the world that could make you feel this way.

I've seen the way you look at him. There's no doubt about it. You think you've got everyone fooled with your little hidden smiles and blushes. Well not me, kid. I've known you for too long, and regrettably well."

Jungkook sniffs. Taehyung shushes him gently and holds his hand.

"The little 12 year old I first met has grown up. And with that new age, new emotions have come to light. It's perfectly normal, and you shouldn't be scared about it. To anyone else, you two would look like perfectly normal friends. But I see it. I know you too well. You caught something."

Jungkook begins to cry a little harder, at the sudden emotional speech from his otherwise unresponsive hyung. Taehyung holds his hand harder, touching their foreheads and now whispering.

"That's what happened, huh?" Jungkook sobs quietly, now looking into Taehyung's eyes. Taehyung sees the gorgeous sparkle of Jungkook's doe eyes. It seems as though an entire solar system is embedded in them, The way the bright white highlights sit in that dark pool of his pupil. Taehyung stops thinking about that and finishes his speech.

"It's okay, Jungkook." The red head smiles gently. "Just admit you love him."

Jungkook breaks down completely,  crying onto Taehyung's shoulder. It must be a strange sight to the others in the shop but neither of the boys care. Jungkook keeps letting broken wails crack out of his dry throat. Wet, salty tears sprout repeatedly in the corners of his eyes and he can't stop them from detaching from their stems, soaking into the denim of Taehyung's jacket. Taehyung simply shushes him, talking him through it, telling him it's okay and it's normal. Taehyung thinks of Jimin, and how all the events of the night must be affecting him. He wonders briefly if he even remembers. But that's a question for another day. Jungkook detaches himself from Taehyung's shoulder and speaks.

"It's true, Taehyung." He wipes a tear. "I'm in love with my best friend."

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A/N

New pictures in Jungkook were released and I'm dying I love my strawberry blonde boye