As You Can See|tk

18| yes. i know. i just brother-zoned him

Taehyung—

What's great about having your helper as your boyfriend, is that you both are forced to be stuck with each other for the whole entire school day. Not that either of us minded. Jungkook made good time with the setup, by clinging onto me and pressing butterfly kisses all over my shoulder and neck, during class. It was the ending period, and we were seated at the back, so that we wouldn't be bothering anyone.

Smiling, contentedly, I rested my head against the younger's triceps, keeping my eyes closed. It almost felt like a dream when he told me that he loved me, earlier. In fact, I was ready to throw away our whole entire relationship with my reckless confession. Well...I wasn't exactly thinking at the time, due to the fact that I almost got raped by my own childhood friend. The thought itself made me frown deeply.

Jaehyun was like a brother to me. Yes. I know. I just brother-zoned him. But, when we were kids, he would always make sure that I was safe and taken cared for, whether we were in school or out buying ice cream. My parents and Mr. Lee trusted him, and I definitely put all of my faith on his shoulders. Now...can we even go back to how we were? Maybe Jaehyun had mistaken love for longing. Maybe he just got confused with his own feelings, and we can be good friends again. Being friends is the only thing that we can ever be. I had just never felt anything else for him.

A light poke to the corner of my lips, made me raise my head, and turn to the boy sitting next to me. "What are you thinking about to make that face?" Jungkook inquired, hair brushing against my cheek, as he leaned in close. My breath got stuck in my throat, as I tried to stay calm and collected. This boy sure knows how to work me up.

"I...uh...nothing important. You don't have to worry about it," I whispered, lowering my voice, so that I don't disrupt the class. Another perk of being blind is that I can talk a little with my helper, just as long as I'm asking for help. Obviously I'm not asking for any help at the moment. What the teacher doesn't know won't hurt her.

I could practically feel the disapproving expression radiating off of the aforementioned, when he didn't speak. The only reason why I know he's not mad at my lack of answer were the soothing circles being rubbed into the side of my waist. Perhaps he already knew what I was thinking about, and only asked to see if I was actually okay.

Of course I'm not okay. Who would be after what had just happened? Especially with someone you've trusted for so long. Sighing, I leaned forward, and rested my head in my arms, on the desk. I had already finished with my assignment ages ago, and was not in any mood to listen to the teacher ramble on how important Calculus is to the world, and that kids nowadays don't have respect for education.

A gentle hand patted my back, lightly, before it slipped around my waist, and resumed it's soft ministrations. I appreciated Jungkook very much. The fact that he wasn't prying and demanding for a proper response. The fact that he just tries to comfort me in the best ways he can. Everything about him was just perfect for me, and I couldn't ask for anyone better to be my boyfriend.

The title brought a small smile to light up on my face. Boyfriend. That's what we are now. No longer "just friends," or housemates, or unfortunate people who happened to meet each other. It's funny to think back to the time where I hated the younger. Hated him so much that I couldn't wait until the dumb school year ended so I could get rid of his lousy ass. Obviously, now I wouldn't ask for anyone else. No one would be able to replace him.

"You're smiling now," the said boy breathed into my ear, causing me to flinch. I sat up, and turned my head towards him to send an icy glare. Jungkook only chuckled, softly, sweeping my hair behind my ears. "What were you thinking about just now?" He asked, voice quiet, so that we wouldn't get in trouble. Despite myself, a grin flickered on my lips. It wouldn't hurt to tell him this. Or maybe it would, since it would probably inflate his already gigantic ego.

I decided to tell the younger anyway, leaning my head against his shoulder. "I was thinking about us," I whispered. "I was thinking about how lucky I am to have you in my life, and how grateful I am for you to be my helper." I felt Jungkook slide his hand up from my waist, and grip on my arm, to pull me closer against him. "I should be the one telling you that. You're literally the reason why I wake up every morning with a smile on my face. You're my everything, Tae. I love you."

A wobbly smile lifted my lips, as I fought back tears of happiness. Never have I ever felt this kind of euphoric emotion. It felt good to hear someone tell me that I'm loved, besides my family members. It made me feel warm and bubbly inside. Slowly, I slipped my arms around the younger's torso, and pressed my face against the side of his chest, and squeezed my eyes shut to prevent tears from falling down my face. I didn't need to cause a scene in the middle of class.

"I love you, too," I murmured, taking in shaky breaths to calm myself. Jungkook cooed, softly, raising a hand to stroke my hair. "Aww, my cute little Tae baby. You're so adorable, angel." I held back a snort, and lightly smacked his waist. "Angel?" I asked. "Yeah. You're my angel that God sent down from heaven. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me." I smiled, and lifted my head to face the younger. I opened my eyes, knowing that when I do I'll see nothing, but at least he can see. And maybe he can see the love and happiness held within them.

I felt his thumb brush across my cheek, making me realize that a few tears had managed to slip through. I immediately pulled back my arms to wipe my face, but stopped when I felt Jungkook's lips on my face, kissing away the salty liquid on my cheeks and eyes. "Angels shouldn't cry," he murmured, softly.

If I ever said that my heart didn't start beating rapidly, at his words, that would be a lie.

"I love you, Tae."

"I love you, too, Kookie."

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UWU I'm soft, wahhhh.

I know I always apologize for updating so late on every chapter, but I really am sorry that I can't post faster. High school's just got me swimming in work and stress, but it's okay because I got things under control now :) I think—I just want y'all to know that I alternate from writing As You Can See and My Delinquent, which is another fanfiction of mine. I try to write one chapter each week; so I would write, let's say this chapter, and then the next week I would write a new chapter for My Delinquent and so forth. Yeaaahhhh, it takes some time to get updates out. It's all because of my stupid excitement and lack of planning ahead that made me think that I could manage two books at the same time lol. Don't worry, it's all good. I just wanted you guys to know, just in case you were wondering why it takes so long to get a new chapter.

Anyway, till next time!

-Author-nim