DIFFERENT (Vkook)

Chapter 20

Taehyung POV

So here I am, sitting on a bench at a cute park, waiting for the love of my life. I had bags under my eyes from staying up all night and practising my confession for hours. Which wasn't a good idea by the way 'cos now I'm even more nervous. I texted all of my friends telling them about my plan and Hoseok even spent the night over at my place putting up with my bullshit.

The bracelet I bought was in a cute paper bag with a ribbon that my mom helped me wrap. I told her about my crush about a week ago and she was fine with it. Dad didn't mind either but they both still wanted to meet Kook to see if he was 'as cute and lovable as I make him out to be'.

It was around 4 pm and I realized that Kookie should arrive any second now. And I was right... I looked to my left and there he was... Walking towards me... Looking as cute as ever with his bigass hoodie.

I stood up to greet him with a hug. Something that became quite normal between us lately. He smelled just as good as ever. Shh~ don't judge me for sniffing.

"Hey, Tae. What's up?" Jungkook said and smiled. Absolutely adorable.

"Heaven," I blurt out without thinking.

"You're religious?" he asked curiously.

"Yeah, I'm a Kookist," I said with a proud smirk. Best fucking pun my dumbass could make.

After a few seconds Jungkook's ears turned red which I assume meant he understood the joke. I chuckled and ruffled his hair. I got the small bag and handed it to him.

"What's this?" he asked and stared at me puzzled.

"My heart- I mean a present. F-from me to you," I smiled awkwardly.

Jungkook gave me a small grateful smile and opened the bag. His eyes widened when he saw the bracelet.

"Tae.. H-how did you know I wanted a new bracelet? How did you know I even lost it? Wait... How did you even know I wore a bracelet?"

"It wasn't that hard to notice. Besides, I'm the one person that should know about the scar," I answered and smiled sadly remembering the past.

"Thank you so much... I-I can't even right now. And it's just my style," he said and hugged me again. I was beyond happy with his reaction.

"Want me to help you put it on?" I offered. He nodded and let me tie it around his wrist to cover the scar. It wasn't an ugly scar but it sure was a painful memory for the both of us.

We smiled at each other again and just stared into each other's eyes. Anyone passing by would think that the situation was extremely gay... 'cos it was. This was it. The gay moment I had been waiting for. The confession.

"Kook... I..." I tried to speak but the words got stuck in my throat. Then Jungkook squeezed my hand reassuringly which made me continue. "I've liked you for a really long time. And I don't mean like as in admire or appreciate your existence. I mean like as in adore everything about you to the point I can't get you out of my head. I like you to the point where I can imagine a future with you, to the point where I'm not satisfied with just being friends anymore. I want to hug you, kiss you, cuddle you, do really dirty things with you no matter where we are, go on dates with you and so much more. God, this is getting hella long. Well you get the point. "

I took a deep breath in order to keep going. My eyes were on my hands that were currently holding Jungkook's smaller ones. I expected him to move away after the cheesy stuff I said but he stayed still. I couldn't even hear his breathing but there was another heart pounding and I knew it wasn't just mine.