Sequel to That One Summer
13 year old Jungkook and 15 year old Taehyung are together lost.
Taehyung lost from the meaning of love and Jungkook lost in his cobwebs of twisted thoughts. The full spindle of lies and confusion.
Both are lost, from findi...
A/n: why is school so confusing and time consuming nowadays. I'm sorry this is extremely late
Taehyung's POV
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"Does Jungkook not like me?"
Unexpected.Water shoots across the bed from my mouth suddenly, a gagging reflexes taking part in this. I start chocking as I accidentally inhale the liquid of it; only reason of this situation being that the content of that question almost made me drown on my water bottle.
Jin watches where it travels and cringes as it lands right on his leg, yanking my shirt instantly to wipe it dry as I cough aggressively.
"I'm guessing by that reactions it's a yes," he scoffs lightly, contemplating at the mess I made on his hospital bed that my shirt alone couldn't fix.
I hack a gross cough, causing a pitied look to take his expression as he stares at me; a fed up eye roll coming right after when I start rolling in agony. "Hey stop dying for a second."
He says it in a slight commanding tone, slapping my back rather harshly almost to whack my organs through my skin. Watching me seriously with a look I'm not used to from him, I stop messing around. I hold in the coming coughs at this order, chocking silently as I wonder if he's trying to kill me from this.
"Taehyung, answer truthfully," he states to me, making sure I listen carefully to his words. I listen, but I don't think it's something I want to hear.
He takes a moment, almost to prepare himself to observe my every movement, and takes in a breath. "Because Jungkook doesn't like me, is that the reason you guys haven't talked in days?"
Our eyes are no longer meeting. Instantly, I shift my attention away from him as the situation surfaces to the top of my mind.
That sad scene that began the guilty emotion plagued me at this moment of exposure, trying to push the truth into the light.
I know deep in a dark pit of everything I choose to avert, the feeling that it's my fault thrives in that gutter.
Avoiding becomes my instant reaction- so I won't have to dig that knowledge up- and I can tell that jin notices.
"Taehyung," he calls in a warning tone, causing me to stiffen at the strictness of his voice. "Answer me."
I hesitate, not wanting to talk about it, but his voice rings in my head, and I feel compelled to tell him.
The words don't instantly come spilling out before him, but as his gazed burned into me, I couldn't keep it in for long.
A sigh escapes from behind the barricades in my throat, the whole gate of confession beginning to flow out. " She shouldn't have acted like that towards you hyung." I mumble quietly to him, fidgeting softly with the sheets.
