As You Can See|tk

13| you're such an ass, kook

Taehyung—

For some reason, the next day, Jungkook was inseparable from me. I understand, as my helper, he has to be around me more than necessary, but now...he's...clingier. Not that I mind. On the contrary, I fucking love it. He's treating me gentler, and he's always at my side no matter what. He wouldn't leave unless I leave, and he'd get protective if someone so much as brushes against me. I found it all cute and adorable. Most people would see this as stifling and uncomfortable, but I thought it was very endearing, and a major upgrade from how he'd treated me before.

Currently, we were seated at our usual table, in the cafeteria with the rest of our friends. Jungkook was actually spoon-feeding me my soup, which I found absolutely adorable. He was acting like we've never hated each other in the first place, and that only furthered my confusing feelings for the younger. I knew I was falling in love, or at least developing a crush, but I didn't want to admit it. There's always that typical question of "does he even like me back?" It's annoying, but it's true. Does he like me, as well? Or am I reading his kind acts into something that doesn't even exist? Is he even gay? Does he like boys? Even if he does, will he go for someone who's blind and can't even see him?

Am I thinking too much?

"Tae open up. I can't feed you if your mouth is closed," Jungkook chided, prodding my lips with the spoon. I, automatically, opened my mouth, accepting the broth. I heard someone on my left scoff. Jimin. "Now you start treating Taehyung like a human being? You are such an ass, Kook." The younger chuckled slightly, swiftly brushing my hair back, before going ahh. I parted my lips again, and accepted another spoonful of soup. "I know," the younger responded. "I was a complete dick, but I'm trying to make up for it, okay?" Yoongi snorted, "so what made you change your mind? And when did 'Tae' even become a thing?"

Jungkook patted my shoulder, telling me that I was finished with my lunch, and that I could my turn my head forward. I shifted around, so that I was facing towards where Yoongi was sitting, glad that my neck didn't have to suffer anymore. "He helped me out yesterday," the younger replied to the elder. "He's been taking care of me, so I can't exactly be a douche to him." I felt Jungkook pinch my cheek, lightly, shaking my head slightly. "Besides, he's a total angel, now that he's not giving me constant sarcastic jabs." I snorted, and plucked the latter's finger away from my face. "Oh, those aren't going to go away soon," I teased. "Aww, but Taeee!" The younger whined, cutely. I let a giggle slip past my lips, and immediately slapped a hand over my mouth.

"Don't do that," the younger chided, pulling my hand away. "Your laugh was cute." I shook my head, and mumbled, "that was too feminine." I heard Jungkook sigh, and felt him rub the pad of his thumb across my cheekbone. "And who cares if it was? It was cute, and you shouldn't be ashamed of that."

A small smile began to grow on my face, at the other male's words. "Thanks, Kookie."

"I think I'm going to puke," Jimin grumbled, from beside me. "Since when was Kook ever this sweet? Yuck!" That made me grin, and I bumped my elbow against Jimin's arm. "You sound jealous, Chim Chim." The elder snorted, "jealous of what exactly? I'm just thoroughly disgusted with you two. Just date already."

Startled with his words, I only kept silent. "Oh god, don't tell me you guys are actually dating," Jimin gasped. "We're not, thank you, Jimin. Now, shut your trap," Jungkook retorted, swiftly. "You little muscle fetus!" Jimin shouted, indignantly. "How dare you tell your hyung to shut up! You shut up, you little shit!"

I paid no attention to their little bickering, only focusing on the fact that Jungkook didn't say "he's a boy, and I don't date boys." I felt hope flicker within my chest, making me want to smack myself very much. I shouldn't be getting so excited over this. It still doesn't mean that he likes me back. I shouldn't be doing this to myself. I'll just end up getting hurt. Like always.