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Chapter 16

"Alright Miss, you are officially discharged! You'll never have to come back, for hopefully the rest of your life. Have a wonderful rest of your life!"

That's what you yearned to hear. Instead, that was a dream. You awoke from your dream, with it being in the night. It was around seven-thirty and for some reason your exhaustion was taking over. You sighed, relaxing your back on the bed frame.

You stared down at your burned arm, filled with bruises and burns. You were given the code of being unable to touch a piano, especially in this condition. You did not know what the hell you were going to do in this free time.

While you pondered your thoughts, a soft knock came at the door.

"Come in!" you chimed. In came a smiling man, but it wasn't Hoseok.

It was Taehyung.

"Come here! Sit here," you said, patting at the empty space on the bed. He awkwardly shuffled towards the empty space and you grinned at the awkward man. "What's up?"

"You're like the second best at relationships, right?" Taehyung asked.

"Depends, who's first?" you asked him, still
grinning.

"... Hoseok hyung," he admitted. You chuckled at the fact but agreed with him.

"I stand by your decision, now tell me, comrade, what's your problem?" you joked. Taehyung awkwardly smiled.

"OkaysolikeuhearlierIwasliketalkingwithJungkookandstartedfeelingjitterywhichwasreallystrangeandIdontknowwhatthehellisgoingonbutIknowthatitsstrangeanditsconfusing," Taehyung spat out. You didn't understand any word.

"What? Speak slower, it's just me!" you said. Taehyung sighed.

"Yesterday, I was talking to Jungkook and I started feeling really jittery like it was a cr-cru-"

" a cRUSH?" you blurted out. A hand slammed against your mouth.

"Shut up! They might hear!" Taehyung snarked. You sat there for a minute and uncontrollably started laughing. "What's so funny?" Tae wailed out.

"Taehyung, you do know that almost everyone who knows you, knows you're gay?" you asked. Taehyung turned pale immediately.

"N-N-N-N-N-No!" Taehyung stuttered. You giggled.

"Taehyung, you're not good at hiding it," you said. He pouted.

"How long have you known?" he said, frowning.

"A long time. Maybe after Hoseok and I got together?" you admitted. Taehyung pouted, sinking his back to the other side of the bed frame.

"Anyways, continuing on why I came here, I'm positive Jungkook isn't gay and now that's just weird and I'm antisocial and I-"

"Please, shut up. I'm thinking," you said. The mint haired man shut up immediately and you pondered on the words he said thinking about Jungkook's sexuality.

Never had you thought you'd be questioning another man's sexuality who you have no relationships with either than being friends, but that's what life's about.

Questioning a man's sexuality.

Totally normal.

"You can't process judging a person's sexuality, can you?" Taehyung asked, abruptly.

"Shut up!" you said, throwing the soft pillow Hoseok brought you at his face.

The scene reminded you like those high school rom-com's, except you were the girl helping her gay friend, not the gay friend helping the girl. It was an interesting point of view.