Psychopath

Part Five

The next couple of days Taehyung was no where to be seen. Instead of wondering if he was alright I forced my brain to not care. However my heart wanted to run out of the school and go find him. Luckily my heart didn't control my legs.

I now sat boredly staring out the window in Jin's cafe. "You should go out and hang out with some friends." Jin said sitting next to me my coffee in his hand. I sighed and shook my head. He rubbed my back and nodded understanding completely.

I didn't have feelings for Taehyung, I knew that much. No he was just a close friend. I had no feelings for the poster model Kim Taehyung.

Suddenly a group of four men yelling caught my attention. They were across the street and chasing something. I noticed the lanky boy running a few feet ahead.

He was running with everything he had. I saw his eyes dart from across the street to where I was sitting, or the cafe in general, and in front of him.

Was he going to try and come in here? Suddenly he made a sharp right turn into an alley. I could no longer see from my angle what went down but a few moments later the four men walked out with a satisfied smirk.

I quickly stood up and ran out of the shop. I check the street before crossing it and made sure no one was following me before I entered the alley.

"What do you want with me?" A tired shivering voice asked. As my eyes adjusted to the dark alley I felt my entire heart drop. "Jungkook?" The shivering boy closed his eyes and winced. "Taehyung?" I asked. He grunted in response trying to move.

"Stop." I said moving to hold him down. He sighed and closed his eyes leaning his head back. I stared at his nearly naked body. I stared at his chest feeling pain rise in my throat.

"These aren't new Taehyung." I mumbled slowly moving my finger to hover over a long gash on his stomach. He flinched from my touch. "Just leave Jungkook." He mumbled.

I felt tears pull at my eyes but I didn't let them fall as I slowly picked the boy up.

"Jungkook put me down people are going to see you helping me." He squirmed until he was standing away from me. He leaned on the wall to stay up.

"So what? You need help." I mumbled feeling hurt he didn't want me to help him. "Leave me alone Jungkook I'm fine." He growled. "Just let me help you." I mumble reaching out to him again. "I don't want you to help me Jungkook." He growled.

I didn't even let him see the tears that had formed. Instead I ran quickly.

I slammed the door to the house. "Jungkook?" Yoongi came around the corner staring at me crying. "What's wrong baby?" He suddenly moved and wrapped his arms around me leading me to his room. I only cried harder.

"Hey shush it's okay." He mumbled in my ear as he laid both of us down on his bed. I cuddled into him.

"What happened prince?" He asked once my cries reduced to sniffles. He brushed my hair out of my face.

Normally he was so cold and harsh I was so happy to know that this soft side of him was reserved for me. Only me.

He stared down at me and I smiled slightly. Before I could thank him he leaned down and kissed me slowly. I kissed back feeling his soft lemon flavored chapstick against my lips.

He pulled back and kissed my cheeks and my forehead before kissing my nose.

All of the light flutter kisses was making me drift to sleep. And as I closed my eyes I heard those words he had never said before.

"I love you Jungkook."

I might be gay

And then I slept.