I found out today.
For 4 years I lived with my roommate Hoseok, and only today have I figured out he was gay.
It was absolutely-
"Hey Jungkookie!"
"Hey Hoseok......."
"Are you okay"
"Yeah, I'm fine..... I just wanted to ask you straight up.... are you gay?"
His eyes immediately looked down, ashamed, letting me know his answer.
"Hyung? Are you okay?"
"Yeah... I'm sorry. I should've told you. I just thought that if I did, you would leave"
Hoseoks POV
His eyes bore through me, I felt myself on the verge. I didn't want to.. I didn't want to feel bad for being gay, but my eyes started to water.
"Hyung, I'm not going to move out"
My head sprang up, is he being serious?
"Come on hyung, you dont want to be late for our friends, right?"
I nodded, "let's go"
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When both of us arrived home, my eyes wandered to his..... I feel bad for keeping this as a secret.
"Hyung?" He reached out and cupped my face.
"Hyung, I never told you this... but you're really beautiful"
"Eh?"
My mind was in a frenzy, waiting for my unspoken questions to he answered.
Jungkook came closer, and my eyes closed out of instinct.
I waited until I heard him stifle a laugh.
My eyes shot open to see him trying to hold in his laughter.
"Did you actually think that I was going to kiss you? You must be crazy... I didn't know, I didn't know that it was this easy to get a gay"
"I thou, I thought that.... I'm not easy, I just," I couldn't tell him that he was my crush, I would just continue to be embarrassed, "I just thought maybe you were gay, and that you... wanted me?"
"Me? Want you?"
"Well yeah, you leaned in after cupping my face, it's your fault, isn't it?" The anger boiling in my stomach became larger as I realized that I didn't jump to any conclusions.
He was the one who was obviously playing me.
"You can't really blame me can you? You're the one who is gay, you're the one to blame"
I knew I could say much more. I knew, but I also knew that I had feeling for him.... if it was any other guy..... I wouldn't have closed my eyes.
Maybe I am to blame.
When he finally realized that I didn't have anything to say, he got up and started packing.
"Where are you going?"
He smirked, and my heart sank. I should've known.
It was so obvious.
Why did I have to like someone like him?
He inhaled, and I could tell that his answer was going to sting.
"Anywhere but here"
