Paint Me | TaeKook

Red - 8

Note: Kinda crappy and u n e d i t e d. Sorry.

PS. Jungkook is such a pretty baby boy~ *melts*

Taehyung woke up later than he expected.

He had a good few minutes staring at the ceiling before getting up for breakfast, and facing reality.

It was Sunday, and he needs to be back at the dorm within the day, Hoseok bombing up his phone with texts about how he misses him and such, making him sigh in embarrassment.

Hoseok can be really clingy—gay clingy sometimes.

He chuckles at the idea that is cut short when his grandma started to stare at him like he had a dick on his head.

Taehyung, when did you start to think like that? And in your Grandma’s house? Seriously?

He cleared his throat, sitting properly when his Grandma puts the food on the table, and sat in front of him, eating silently.

He then remembered that he has to see So Hee before he goes back, so he quickly eats his breakfast, gulping down the milk beside him.

“Grandma, I’ll visit So Hee-noona first, I’ll be back before lunch, bye!” he said, giving his grandma a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving, not giving her time to stop him, only sighing heavily.

“Aish, this kid..really.”

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“Noona, I brought some flowers and snacks for you, hope you liked it.” He gave the flowers to the lady infront of him, and sat on the bench beside her, brown doe eyes sparking, smiling at him.

Her eyes that strongly resemble Jungkook’s.

Actually, he’s also still curious why Jungkook visits So Hee, he hadn’t seen him before, no one visited So Hee before, so he was surprised that someone visited her, the fact that it was Jungkook who visited her and she smiling to him makes him realize that she knows him, making him more curious as hell.

Jeon Jungkook, who are the hell are you?

He sat beside her, sighing heavily, them looking at the children playing. Sitting beside her was a sort of silent comfort for him, no words are needed, just her presence calms him, very similar to the only woman he loved.

And probably the only woman he’ll ever love.

He then left the shelter, hugging So Hee goodbye, another silent promise of seeing her again, but doesn’t know when.

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“Ya Jungkook, it’s been a week you brat, you should’ve left a message that you’re sick, Madam Son’s always bugging me about your whereabouts.”

Jimin scolded Jungkook once he set foot inside the gym, arms crossed, faking anger, when deep inside, he is worried sick about what happened to the latter this past week.

He gave Jimin an apologetic smile, and a "thank you" when the latter reached out his shirt from his locker, after saying he's not that really well, and "had a bad flu days ago."

And since Jungkook isn’t that open about his personal life, sending a message or calling him will be useless, since the latter shuts off everyone when he’s not around.

“Sorry Jimin, I’ve had a bad case of flu this week.” Jungkook replied, smiling weakly, slightly struggling through removing his sweater, it seems that that some bruise in his back still hurts a bit, color fading a light red to yellow when he took a look in the mirror earlier.