I'm Not Gay |Yoonkook|✔️

Chapter Ten

Jungkook's POV

I step out of my car and sigh as I look up at the house that I somewhat dreaded walking into. After what happened Saturday, I felt bad. I felt bad for trying to force myself onto Yoongi. He didn't deserve to have that happen to him.

He doesn't like guys.

I bit my lip and walked up to the door, ready to knock. I hesitated and my memory decided to show me a mini clip of Yoongi's eyes.

Why did they look so lost?

Was he going to cry?

..did he cry?

My thoughts were cut off by the sound of a door opening. I looked up and saw Yoongi's mom standing in the doorway. She welcomed me and pulled me inside to the stairs.

As soon as I stepped in, I felt uneasy and scared. I was never usually this way, but I couldn't help it. I felt terrible. Why did I even decide that it was a good idea to come?

I made my way up the stairs and came closer to the sound of music playing from Yoongi's bedroom. It was piano music. It was him.

I stood at the door for a second and listened to the soft sound of the piano. I sighed and rested my head against the door. It sounds sad.

I knocked on the door lightly and waited for a second. The piano continued, and so did my thoughts. Lost eyes is in there right now, and he's playing the saddest music possible.

I knocked once again, louder this time. The music stopped, and Yoongi opened the door. I looked at him and my eyes widened. He was completely back to himself. He was slouched and his eyes held no emotion as usual.

"Are you coming in or what?"

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I played all of the keys that Yoongi showed me and he grunted. "Jungkook, I've told you.." He picked up my pinky and placed it on a white key. "It's this one, not the other." He sighed.

I poked out my lips and squinted at the piano.

"It's so hard," I whined. "Can we take a break?" I asked him. He rolled his eyes and nodded. I smiled and jumped on his bed.

He gave me a weird look before climbing onto the bed next to me and lied his head next to mine. "Piano is going to be hard, you need to try harder." He said. I turned my head to him and he already had his facing me.

I frowned once he said that. "That's going to be a lot of practice." I said and then suddenly smiled. "That's means I'll be here a lot."

"Or maybe, you can buy a keyboard and I can teach you at your house." He suggested.

My eyes widened. "You want to come to my house just to teach me?" I asked with my hand over my heart. "How kind of you!"

"Beats being here." He shrugged.

I turned my whole body to face him and smiled. "I like your house, though. Your mom is really nice." I stated. He chuckled and turned to me as well. "Yeah, my mom is."

I furrowed my eyebrows and started getting curious. "What about your dad?" I asked.

Yoongi shrugged and sighed. "I haven't seen him in about a week," he said nonchalantly.

"Is he nice too?" I asked quietly.

Yoongi chuckled darkly. "Trust me-" he stopped and sighed. "Buy a keyboard and I'll teach you at your house." He said as he looked into my eyes and bit his lip harshly.

  "I'll buy one," I smiled. "Just for you."

  He smiled and turned his body away. "Maybe you'll actually learn something once you buy it." He joked and started laughing at me.

  I pouted and pushed him off of his bed. He fell into the floor while laughing and I looked over the edge of the bed and smiled down at him. His gummy smile was showing and he had his eyes closed while lying on the floor.

  He opened his eyes and smirked as he grabbed my arm and forced me to the floor as well. Yoongi obviously didn't think this through, because I fell on top of him.

  He was still smiling even after I had fallen on him. For some reason, he was in a good mood. He moved his leg to try and push me off, but ended up rubbing.. against me. I bit my lip and balled my fists up and placed them next to his head as I closed my eyes.

  "Don't fucking move like that," I said.

  Yoongi looked up at me and tilted his head with a confused look. He looked confused, but he knew what had happened. He was acting innocent. "Don't move like this?" He said, moving his leg again. I groaned and moved myself, getting off of Yoongi.

  I don't understand. He told me that he wasn't gay, he says he's straight.. but he teased me?

  "Jungkook, times up." He shrugged.

  I looked up at him in confusion and furrowed my eyebrows. "Did you really just-"

  "I'll see you when you buy a keyboard."

  He opened his door and smiled as he stood next to it. I tilted my head and stood from the floor, not believing what he just did.

  So much for being straight.

  You better not be playing me, Min Yoongi.

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  The next day after school, I counted out all of my cash and laid it on the counter of the music store. I looked at the cashier and he shrugged.

  "That's $20 short." He said rudely.

  I squinted my eyes and pulled out another dime from my pocket and laid it down.

  "Okay, you're $19.90 short." He said.

  I rolled my eyes and groaned. "Can't I pay you the rest later?"  I asked him. He pushed my money to the side and signaled for the next person to come up. I sighed quietly.

  "Here," I heard a familiar voice say. "He's paying me back later, though. Right, JK?" I heard Jin say. I turned around and saw him handing the cashier a twenty dollar bill.

  I smiled brightly at him and hugged him tightly. "Yes, I'll pay you back tomorrow!" I cheered. He was holding a guitar and I raised an eyebrow at him.

  "I'm learning to play it." He shrugged.

  I smiled and took the rectangular box and ran out of the door with a smile on my face.

  Looks like Yoongi is coming to my house.

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