Different

17

It'd been almost two days and Jimin hadn't let me leave the room. He'd even gone so far as to lock me inside when he wasn't there. He also made sure that no one walked by the door either, so I couldn't get someone to open the door for me. It occurred to me that I could just freeze open the door, but I didn't mind laying in bed all day and cuddling with him when he came back. Currently, I was just lying down with multiple comforters thrown around me. Almost shamefully, I don't miss one thing about my old life. I don't miss worrying about exams and my grades. I don't miss dodging glares from hormonal teenagers. And I definitely don't miss my parents. I know that's a harsh thing to say, and some people in this world don't have parents. They don't have someone there for them. Well, I didn't have anyone there for me either. My parents weren't parents to me, they were financial providers, and that's where the description ends. Quickly, my thoughts become interrupted as a large figure bursts through the door, tackling me. "I know you're not awake Jess!! Get up!! You can leave the room now! I have sooo many things I want to do with you today before you go back into training!" Tae screams in my ear, shaking me around. "Alright alright!" I say, trying to shove him out of my bubble and I know my strength does nothing to him, but he moves for me.

I throw on some jeans in the closet and a fresh t-shirt along with some sneakers. Jimin bought me a wardrobe, including some fancy as hell dresses. But I've mostly worn the sweats. As soon as I open the closet doors Tae grabs my hand and pulls me along with his huge strides forcing me to speed walk. "Where are we going?" I ask him. "Anywhere important?" to that he shakes his head. "No, not really. I just want to spend some time with you. We haven't hung out in forever, and I bailed out on our last one. So I thought it was time to repay you" He says continuing to practically run through the halls. I tap into his emotions after a minute, it feels nice to feel someone else's energy and happiness. Taehyung's energy seems to never run out, and neither does his happiness, I can sense that.

 We keep on for a few more minutes before we stop in front of the kitchen door. "The kitchen?" I ask. "Yeah I was hoping we could make something together like we used to." He says, his smile forcing one out of me too. "Of course then, lead the way." I say, gesturing to the door for him. He bows and both of us let loose laughs. We get inside, and he stops abruptly, causing me to run into his back. "H... hi kookie." I hear Taehyung say, and a weird feeling runs through me. That's right, I'm still in tune with his emotions. I peak my head around his shoulder to see Jungkook sitting on a stool, eating some type of sandwich. I lightly poke his shoulder and he stumbles forward into the small kitchen. He turns towards me slightly when we get there, and I can see the slight flush of his face along with his emotions. I start to gasp, and he slaps his hand over my mouth. "Could you eat else ware for now please?" He asks, and the other male just shrugs and walks off, the swinging door emitting flapping noises once he leaves.

As soon as he's gone Taehyung starts off in a rant. "Yes, I'm gay I've liked him for a while and I was bullied for it in school, so I never told you because you were really like my only friend and I..." I cut him off. "I'm not going to stop being friends with you because you're gay, Jesus. I'm just happy for you!" I say, throwing my arms around him. He pushes me back and looks down at me sadly. "I don't think he's gay though." He says. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry." He just shrugs his shoulders. "I'm used to it, anyways. How about a cake? I don't really feel like brownies this time." I nod my head at him. "Okay, how about we make it more than one layer, I'm feeling fancy today. I've been cooped up to long." I say, and he starts to pull out ingredients for me. I search around for the pans as I remember all our other times trying to cook together. He wasn't a bad cook, but when it came to desserts, he always found a way to mess them up, every time. Too bad his favorite are the sweet things. 

I mentally try to map myself a plan of how to get them together. Taehyung deserves to be happy in everything he does, because of everything he does for other people, especially for me. "So, have you even attempted flirting with him yet?" I ask as we both start to measure things out into a bowl. "Oh no, definitely not. I've almost done it once, but I kept thinking 'Wouldn't that be totally awkward if it turned out he wasn't gay? I mean, I don't want to ruin our broship together, so I never attempted anything." I snort. "But if you never try, how will anything start between you." I say, and he just shrugs in return. "Why do you want to get us together?" He questions, quirking his eyebrows up at me. "every gay dude needs gay sex" I say jokingly and he fake gasps throwing some flour at me. "AH! How could you!!" I say and throw some at him too. We both spent at least ten minutes throwing and dodging clumps of flour throughout the kitchen, I haven't laughed that hard in forever. We had finally stopped and had gotten the three pans into the oven and now we were just laying on the kitchen island, staring up at the ceiling. I had almost forgotten how much fun he was, and how much I'd missed spending time with him. "So, do you want to make our own frosting?" He asks. "Nah, not if you already have some of that pre-made stuff. I feel like my lazy radar just blasted to high." I say and we both laugh. 

The timer dings and I jump off the counter to pull them out of the oven. Tae helps me stack them and we slap the finishing touches of frosting onto it. "Well, its not the most beautiful, but I bet it'll taste delicious" I say, and he nods in agreement, handing me a knife and some plates. But before we can even take a bite three men run through the door, clawing at each other. Namjoon, Jimin, and Hoseok all run in and grab themselves plates. Me and Tae just stand and watch the reality TV show playing out in front of us. Hoseok must have anticipated that I was making cake and the other two were already with him. Not a minute after, two more file through the doors, helping themselves. Jin and Jungkook are more controlled but it's still funny to watch this. Yoongi comes in too but he just grabs a fork and eats straight off the cake, which is what mostly makes us all laugh. These bad-ass mafia leaders never fail to make me laugh.