Taekook Oneshots

Truth Untold (part 2)

(A/n: I think if I updated with literally anything else y'all would've been extremely annoyed. I'm sorry for the angst on the last update, sometimes I just need to remind you that I am in fact the devil incarnate and I will sometimes be evil just because I can. But here's the second part of this, just so that I can make it up to you.)

"Wait, Tae, give me five seconds to collect my thoughts, then we can talk this through, okay?"
"Okay," I say nervously, taking a deep breath and awkwardly staying put, not really sure how to answer that. After all, he might still hate me after this. Jungkook chuckles slightly.

"I don't hate you, don't worry," he says quietly, relief flooding through me in moments as he says that, "I could never hate you. You're my best friend. And anyway, I know you'd never hurt me. You're Kim Taehyung. Not some creep."

I close my eyes, leaning my head against the door and letting out a long sigh, a smile appearing on my face despite all my efforts to seem completely unfazed by the situation. He chuckles again, and I hear him move to stand beside me. "Honestly, I don't know how I feel toward you. You mean a lot to me, though, and I'm not casting you away. I never would."

I open my eyes, see the sincerity hiding within them, and the fist that's clenched around my heart relaxes slightly. I'm not going to lose my best friend. That's what matters most. I know I'm probably not going to get a relationship out of this, at least not for a short while yet, but I don't mind.

Rushing into things now would just be a bad idea. If he's this uncertain, and he just goes into a relationship to make me happy, and then realises that this isn't what makes him happy, that would be a massive issue for both of us. This way of dealing with things is so much more sensible. It's more likely to avoid heartbreak on both sides.

Which is always a good thing, I think.

"I did kind of have an idea that this would happen," he says quietly, smiling a little when I glance over at him, confused. "You don't exactly hide it, hyung. I've never had an issue with it, but there was part of me that just wondered. It did surprise me that you just sort of-"
"Came out and said it really bluntly with no warning?" I supply helpfully, and he chuckles again, nodding.

"Yeah, I suppose I should have seen it coming at some point. It just wasn't something I was expecting to hear today." He takes a deep breath, looking me directly in the eyes. "I can't promise you anything right now. I don't know how I feel. I'm a little confused, I won't lie, and I do hope that whatever happens in the future makes us both happy. But I don't want to force myself into anything today, if that's okay. I don't want to run the risk of hurting you."

"Yeah," I agree quietly, "I wasn't expecting you to do that. I didn't know how to feel about it. I didn't know what was gonna happen when I told you. I don't know why I was so scared of it, when I knew you wouldn't-"
"Tae, it's fine. I understand. It's always gonna be scary to talk about things like this with people. That's part of human nature."

I manage a smile, looking down awkwardly at my feet. "I'm sorry to be all-"
"Kim Taehyung, if you apologise one more time I will change my mind," Jungkook tells me firmly, and my eyes widen at the tone he's using. I then nod in understanding, as his words sink in, already opening my mouth to apologise for apologising before realising what I'm about to do and shutting it swiftly.

He chuckles again, reaching out without a warning and brushing my hair out of my face before it can fall into my eyes, whilst I watch him, a little shocked. "I know there's something within me that feels the same, I just don't think it's as strong yet. And I want to be sure. Is that okay, hyung?" he asks gently. "I don't want to rush this. I feel like we have time to figure things out."

"I'm okay with that," I say immediately, "I'll be honest I wasn't expecting you to react like this at all. I thought at the very least you'd take a while to be kinda uncomfortable and then slowly realise it doesn't change anything between us." I shake my head, sighing at myself. "I mean, it obviously does a little but I'm talking on a bigger scale."

He nods again in understanding, taking my wrist in his hand and carefully dragging me back over to sit next to him on his bed. "I completely get where you're coming from, hyung, don't worry." He smiles widely for a moment, a hint of excitement glowing in his eyes. "And anyway, I wouldn't force anyone to miss out on seeing legends like Big Bang. I'm not that cruel."

I manage a real, comfortable smile at that, and he chuckles once more, his head leaning on mine for a moment. "Seriously, Tae hyung, it's gonna be fine. I don't hate you. Everything is alright. Just give me time to figure things out for myself, that's all I ask."

"I'm more than happy to give you that," I say calmly, about to stand up. He frowns in confusion, glancing over at me and tugging at my wrist.
"I said time, not space, hyung. Stay here for a bit. We've not had a chance to hang out in ages. And we are gonna carry on talking. I'm not that pathetic, don't worry."

I sigh in relief, leaning my head on his shoulder and relaxing into the moment, allowing myself to picture what it would be like if we actually were a couple. My mind fills with ideas of a protective boyfriend, immensely attractive, swearing at anyone who tries to hurt me in any way, kissing me quick in the rain and laughing with me when it matters. I'm a hopeless romantic, I know that, but I don't always see it as a bad thing.

As it turns out, a relationship with Jeon Jungkook is much less cliché than I could ever have imagined. But it's one that makes me happier than anything I've ever been part of before. Once he finally makes his mind up, maybe a month and a half after the fateful conversation in which I told him everything I was feeling.

He's surprisingly mellow, and doesn't try to pick fights with anyone, choosing instead to focus in on me and making sure I'm always okay in situations where we could have issues. He avoids conflict, acting only in defence when he must stand up for us both or one of us. He's not afraid of anyone, of course, but he just views violence as something that should be used sparingly. Which I agree with.

He's still painfully attractive, of course, but he also possesses a common sense that warms my heart. Instead of kisses in the rain and later illness, I get kisses in the bus shelter, hiding from the rain and laughter filled dashes to the closest shelter as we run home in an April shower having forgotten the umbrella. I get the image of a shirtless Jungkook, hair still faintly damp, smirking slightly as he leans in to kiss me again once we're in the warmth, in private.

I also get the support of two of the kindest parents I've ever met, who've known me since I was too young to be able to speak. It's like gaining an extra family, something I never expected, but never want to let go of.

He doesn't always laugh with me, that's true, but he's willing to stand by me, and he isn't scared to cry with me when things go wrong. He's forgiving, loyal, everything I fell in love with him for staying exactly as it should. He doesn't change that much, and that means more than I could ever say.

All that changes is that now we're more affectionate, and we kiss. That's something that I'm not planning on moving away from, because I'm happy just to know that Jeon Jungkook is mine. He's the one I fell for, and I'm lucky that he fell for me.

And all I had to do was tell the truth.