Colours | jikook.

Orange.

Jimin felt like his head was spinning. That was A LOT of information to get within 5 minutes. It didn't help that Jungkook was rambling on at the speed of light, mumbling so badly that it was impossible to make out half the things he was saying. All Jimin could grasp was that Jungkook's eye colour changed along with his emotions and he wore contacts to hide it. Apparently no one knew of his condition, not even his parents. He removes his contacts before bed and puts it on the next morning the moment he wakes up.

Jimin had a million questions on his mind but the first thought that he voiced was, "does this mean you're cooler than me now?" He pouted.

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Jungkook was terrified. After attempting to explain to his hyung that he was neither a freak nor a weirdo and that he was infact, a normal human being; he sat there and braced himself for Jimin's response. He expected hurtful comments and disgusted looks. He thought his hyung would walk away and never return; taking Taehyung and Hoseok with him. Jungkook anticipated many things but this. His hyung was bouncing up and down on the bench with a million questions shooting out of his mouth. Jungkook didn't even get a chance to register what Jimin was saying before he was hit with yet another question.

"Hyung, you - " Jungkook called out in an attempt to get Jimin to stop talking.

It failed miserably.

"JIMIN HYUNG" he shouted, hoping to get his hyung to shut up for once and maybe get a breather in before he actually collapsed due to a lack of oxygen.

"Huh, what did you say kookie?" Jimin replied sheepishly.

"You know you have to stop talking in order for me to answer your questions right?" Jungkook sulked.

"Oh right, sorry kookie. I'm just too excited. This is honestly the coolest thing I've ever seen and oh my gosh kookie, you have no idea how fascinated I am and the fact that - "

"Hyung! What did I just say?" Jungkook interrupted, successfully this time.

Jimin apologized once more and proceeded to slide two fingers over his lips, imitating a zip, and twisted it to lock it. He was ready to have all his questions answered.

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"So that's about it." Jungkook shrugged. "Oh, and you can't tell anyone hyung. Not even taetae-hyung or hobi-hyung. I'm serious." Jungkook finished up with a frown on his face. It wasn't that he didn't trust his friends. It was just that the fear of getting judged was still there and he didn't want anything getting in the way of his new friendship. He was starting to treasure it more than he expected.

Jimin nodded his head while showing Jungkook his crossed fingers. Of course he would keep it a secret. He knew what happened if secrets got out. Bad things happened, terrible things.

"Thank you hyung." Jungkook breathed out a sigh of relief. He knew he could trust his hyung.

Jimin tilted his head, playfully staring at Jungkook; as if waiting for something.

A minute passed as Jungkook tried to understand his hyung's telepathy.

"Ugh. Yes hyung, you can speak now" Jungkook rolled his eyes, "I swear you're so childish, it's like I'm the hyung."

Jimin continued to sit there, wiggling his eyebrows and throwing Jungkook a wink.

What was his hyung doing now? Jungkook was done explaining and he gave his hyung the green light so WHY was his hyung doing that with his face? Firstly, it's confusing and makes no sense. And secondly, the wink? Seriously? What's up with the wink? Did he have dirt in his eye? Did he need to cry? Was his eye itchy?