KIM SEOKJIN: "FEELING BETTER? I HEAR YOUR CRIES LAST NIGHT."
KIM TAEHYUNG: "IT HELPED."
"JEONGGUKIE."
"SIT BY ME."
PARK JIMIN: "BUNNY DON'T LISTEN TO HIM, SIT BESIDE ME IF YOU WANT."
'TWO CAN PLAY AT THAT GAME. JEONGGUK'S MINE.'
NOW..
After dinner Jimin goes for a lay down because he is no feeling good, Taehyung ran out to get something and tell Jeongguk to wait until he arrive back. So he does as he is told and waits for him.
"Jinnie, need any help cleaning?"
"Gomabseubnida (Thank you) Jeongguk but I'm finished why don't you watch some tv."
*SLAM*
"Oh that must be Taehyungie!" Jeongguk says excitedly.
"Jeongguk, close your eyes." Taehyung says as he catches his breath. Jeongguk feels something in his hands and opens his eyes to a rose.
"Tae! It's beautiful. Thank you Hyung." They both hug.
"Jeongguk, give this drink to Jimin-hyung." Jin interrupts, Jeongguk nods and walks off. Taehyung follows him with his eyes smiling.
It was late afternoon and only the Maknae Line was left in the BigHit House due to photoshoots. Joengguk was watching tv.
Suddenly the tv switches off and Taehyung appears, walking slowly towards the sofa. Jeogguk being the innocence he is smiles as Taehyung reaches him but with a frown. As he approaches he hovers over Jeongguk and blankly looks into his eyes.
"T-Taehyung? Is everything okay?" Jeongguk was worried at the situation. Taehyung ignored him for a while, just standing there. When he finally spoke it was like a whisper full of cracks.
"It's not fair, that rose was special for you." Taehyung moves closer to Jeongguks face.
"Hyung, Mianhae (Sorry) I couldn't help it. Jimin is sick and so I wanted to give it to him."
"I see how it is. Give it to me straight...........Do you like Jimin." Taehyungs voice is cold as he stares into Jeongguks eyes searching for the last bit of hope.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
A/N: OH NO. DO YOU THINK JEONGGUK IS IN LOVE WITH JIMIN? FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER....
