Destiny Or Love | Taekook

Chapter 6 | Jungkook

My head hurts a bit from the drinks last night. As I open my eyes, I realize that I'm sleeping on the living room couch.
Luckily I don't have a roommate yet...
I get up, and open the door to my room. Yoongi and Jimin are sleeping together on my bed, and none of them were awake yet.
Slowly, I back away, trying not to wake any of my sleeping friends. Unfortunately, the floor was not nice and decided to squeak.
Yoongi's eyes shoot open, and he turns his head in my direction.
He seems to relax to see that it's me and not a theif or kidnapper.
I put my finger to my lips, and point to sleeping Jimin. Yoongi nods, and closes his eyes. He cuddles Jimin, and Jimin smiles slightly in his sleep.
If only I could find someone like that.
I leave the room, letting those two sleep longer.
Meanwhile, I prepare breakfast. I make omelettes, and some sliced oranges, mangoes, watermelon, and pineapple.
Alas, life was not being nice to me again. While I was chopping the onion for the omelette, the knife decided to slice my thumb.
CRAP...
Sticky, crimson blood dripped from my thumb, onto the cutting board, and my shirt.
"Morning Jungko-" Jimin's eyes widened as I turned around, blood on my shirt, hands and the floor and counter.
"OH GOD KOOKIE WHAT DID YOU DO," Jimin yelled, horrified.
"What's going o-" Yoongi said as he walked out of my room, woken up by Jimin's yelling.
"Oh man." He said as his eyes widened just as big as Jimin's.
Jimin then ran into my bathroom to get me a clean cloth, and Yoongi helped wrap my thumb up.
"Ah, thank you guys," I said, really grateful for their help.
"You sure are a good Kook!" Jimin teases. Me and Yoongi both stare at Jimin in silence.
"Yah, maybe next time you be careful!"
Yoongi said, clearly concerned for me, ignoring Jimin's terrible pun.
"Yeh, I usually am." I replied.
"How about that time you broke Yoongi's earbuds?" Jimin said, chuckling.
       Yoongi's head immediately snaps my direction.
       "THAT WAS YOU?!?!"
       "Heh oops..." I replied.

~A few hours later~

I check my phone to see the time. It's 2:45.
Text message from 'Mirae da duck' at 2:00

Kookiekookiekookiekookie I have a friend that I want you to meet and I already said that you agreed so you better show up lol. It's at Destiny Coffee at 2:30.

Please come.

Please.
       ᴿᵉᵃᵈ

       "Aah, Mirae you dumb butt," I say, putting down my phone. Even if I do go now, I'll get there 30 minutes late.
       "GUYS IM LEAVING DON'T BREAK ANYTHING." I yell to Yoongi and Jimin.

       On my way to Destiny Coffee, I think of this person. What will he be like? Will he be nice? Will he like me? But most importantly, will he recognize me?

~Arriving~

  "Jeon Jungkook?" He asked, sounding a bit desperate.
       "Ah, Kim Taehyung, I'm assuming." I said, couldn't help thinking that I had seen him somewhere.
       "Yes, I'm Kim Taehyung." He stood up to greet me, and I shook his hand and smiled at him. I immediately recognized him as the Korea Prince. His body form was perfect, he had light silver hair, the biggest bright eyes, and the prettiest face I have ever seen.
       "I'm extremely sorry for being late, I... uh lost track of time." Actually, what I wanted to say was that I sliced my finger open trying to make breakfast for my two annoying friends.
       "Oh, no need to worry." He replied back to me.
       "So, what do you do for a living?" I asked him.
       He thought for a bit.
       "Uh actually, I...I'm the uh..."
       "You're the prince. Right?" He seemed surprised by my response.
       "Yeah. H-how did you know...?"
       "Uh Mirae told me." I responded, scratching my head in thought. "How did you get out of the palace?" I asked that because I know that the King is very strict, and he wound let anything off his hook.
       "Um... I snuck out." He said quietly, probably trying to keep it a secret, "I hate being trapped inside, with no one to talk to, no one to support you, no one to be with you. It's like you're stuck in an invisible box, with no way out."
       "Hm... I feel like that sometimes too," I say, thinking of all the hard times I had to go through as well, "but sometimes, you don't need anyone but yourself. You've already made it so far by yourself."
       I thought of all the times that I had failed. How it felt to be turned away. How it felt to always be compared to someone else, someone so close to me.
       "Oh Jungkook, you're a singer, right?" He asked, as if he had just forgotten what we had just talked about.
       "Yeah. I just had my first performance today," I replied, remembering that I saw him him there today.
       Thinking about it right now, I don't think he recognizes me.
       "Ooo I wanna hear you sing one time." He smirked.
       Turning my head to look at him, I could fell my cheeks burning like fire.
       "Uh, I'm not that good, you know."
       "Oh I'll be the judge of that." He said, and I don't know why, but in that very moment I really wanted to sing for him. It was as if I had to.
       "Hm. Okay fine," I replied, admitting defeat, "when?"
       "Right now. Sing the song... Euphoria."
       "N-now??? Uh... okay..."

As I sing, I think about my old life, my old problems, and my old love. Would he be proud to see me here, in this position right now? Or would he be disappointed?

Taehyung watched me silently. Suddenly, a single tear slipped down his cheek.
Then, he really started to cry.
I kept singing, but I walked over to him, and gave him a big hug.
He looked up at me. He smiled.