Mr.Park & I || JiKook

Chapter 14 • Unrequited Love

The day seemed like a blur, because before he knew it Taehyung was suddenly in the fifth period, PE, along with all his best friends.

He had spent the whole morning replaying the dream over and over in his head, trying to desperately hang on to the vivid image of having Hoseok so close to him. He knew it was pathetic and that he was only hurting himself more, but he couldn't help it.

He had spent his previous four periods lost in such a daze that no matter how much he tried, or others tried to break him from it, it was useless. If it weren't the fact that Taehyung was such a well-liked and respectful student he would have gotten at least a detention but luckily that didn't happen. His aching heart was the only stress he could handle that day.

It didn't help that he had the elder boy in his fourth period. Most of the time they would chat the entire period, him doing his best to make Hoseok laugh just to hear that beautiful laugh of his that always seemed to make his heart skip a beat, always watching him in adoration from the corner of his eye, as he chuckled himself.

Today though was the complete opposite. Taehyung was quiet the entire period and refused to talk or even look at Hoseok. The elder boy attempted his very best to get his younger friend's attention but was no use as Taehyung said he was tired and put his head on the desk to discourage anymore conversation.

Hoseok didn't push it though, as he looked away hurt not understanding why Taehyung was acting this way, seeing he had never acted like this before, but at the end decided to believe that maybe he was actually just "tired".

Taehyung didn't understand why out of all days he felt close to breaking. He had done so well to hide his feelings for the elder boy, always swallowing away his pain and tears to force a smile on his face, as he heard Hoseok ramble in complete adoration for Mr.Min.

It had become a routine to hide how he felt that it became easier each day to hide but the sting in his chest never did ease, and he would be lying if he said he didn't even cry himself to sleep at the reality that Hoseok would never love him back the way he did.

Overall, Hoseok and the others never noticed, but now he wasn't so sure he would be able to hide it as easily so he avoided eye contact with them, not wanting them to see the look in his eyes, because he knew they would ask what was wrong and he was more than sure that he would break.

It was that damn dream that did this to him. It reminded him- no, taunted him that he would never have Hoseok the way he wanted.

The warmth and softness of Hoseok's skin, his familiar sweet scent that was so intoxicating, which seemed to real in the dream that he swore that if he had just stayed asleep a little longer it could have somehow become a reality rather than a hopeless wish.

Now, as Taehyung stood near the corner of the basketball court, trying to break himself out of thought, trying to somehow plaster a stupid smile on his face because he knew his friends would stop believing his lie that he was just tired. He could tell from the look on their faces they were growing more concerned.

"Watch out!" Taehyung heard Jungkook yell, breaking him from his thoughts, as he looked up to only see a basketball smack him hard right in the face.

He fell backward and felt his mouth taste something metallic, only to realize his nose was bleeding heavily. He reached out to touch it only to flinch in pain.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't think I threw it that hard!" Namjoon apologized profusely, as him and everyone else in the gymnasium ran up to him.

He saw Hoseok run up to him with a cloth he always carried, as he gently touched Tae's nose, trying to get the blood to stop from falling onto his younger friend's clothes anymore. He looked at Taehyung with a soft look as to say "It's okay, I got you," and that was all it took for Taehyung.

"He's crying!" he heard someone say and Taehyung mentally cursed as he quickly touched his face to realize they were right. He was crying.

He smacked Hoseok's hands away, quickly getting up, his vision a little hazy from the hard hit, as he ran out the gymnasium his hand on his throbbing nose that still bled. He was sure it was broken, but at that moment he just didn't care.

He ran as fast as he could down the hall, tears running endlessly down his face, hating himself for being so weak because now he was sure they all knew. Hoseok knew... They all knew how he felt for the elder boy.

Taehyung blinded by his tears didn't realize there was someone coming his way as he turned the corner, only to crash into this person, causing them to both crash onto the ground.

Taehyung was about to apologize but before the words could leave his mouth, he saw who it was and immediately pressed his lips into a firm line and glared. It was Mr.Min. The reason he could never have Hoseok. He hated him so much.

Taehyung wordlessly got up, as he ran toward the exit and ran the whole way home.

He was glad the house was empty as he ran into his room, slamming the door, throwing himself on the ground, as he began to sob. Years of bottled up emotions finally coming out at the moment.

He didn't think he could face Hoseok ever again. Not after this.

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"It's hard being so handsome," Seokjin sighed, as he looked at himself in the mirror, only to have a pen thrown at him by Jimin.

"Conceited much?" Yoongi teased, raising an eyebrow at his older friend, who simply scoffed, readjusting his shirt for the billionth time.

"Imagine having Jin's confidence?" Jimin said to Yoongi, chuckling as he took a long sip from his water.

"I can't imagine having my head that shoved up my ass," Yoongi said causing Jimin to almost spit out his water and Seokjin to turn around looking super offended, making Yoongi laugh in reaction.

Seokjin rolled his eyes and turned back around to admire himself again in the mirror. He wanted to spend some time with Namjoon after class and didn't want to look anything less than perfect.

"Well excuse me, peasants, I need to print something for my next class," Yoongi said getting up from his seat, ruffling Jimin's hair who looked up annoyed for a bit before going back to eating his lunch.

Yoongi walked down the hall, trying to remember if he needed to do anything else, but only to be interrupted as he was suddenly knocked onto the ground. He groaned and looked to recognize Taehyung.

His eyes widened, seeing the amount of blood coming out of the younger boy's nose. Yoongi was about to speak, but before he could Taehyung glared at him and was already up and out of sight.

Yoongi got up and dusted himself off, looking at where Taehyung had run off and wasn't sure if he should report or go see what happened first.

"Tae!" Yoongi heard, turning around to see Hoseok, who stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Mr.Min who probably didn't realize he had a little bit of blood on his shirt.

"Mr.Min."