Pondering was one of Namjoon's favorite pastimes. He could effortlessly spend his whole day thinking about mundane things. And if anyone asked him if he enjoyed it, he will undoubtedly say yes. He would think about things like why do platypuses exist? What's their significance in biodiversity? Who's the person responsible behind the formidable recurring 'chicken or egg' question? And most especially, why would his mind keep going back to what happened earlier?
If there's anything or rather someone he couldn't get at the moment, it's Jungkook.
Why did Jungkook lean in? Why did he close his eyes? What was that? What did Namjoon expect to happen? What was supposed to happen anyway?
If anything, Namjoon knew the brevity of his questions regarding Jungkook was different from his usual random passing thoughts. It wasn't just a matter about platypuses or chickens or eggs. It involved...feelings.
Namjoon covered his face with his hands and screamed quietly on his palms whilst he kicked the bed repetitively. The perfectly smooth bed sheets freshly fixed by his mother was once again wrinkled.
Namjoon stopped semi-externally screaming. His palms slid towards the side of his cheeks and he pondered. Was Jungkook trying to, perhaps...kiss him? But why?
He wasn't imagining or assuming it, was he?
Namjoon couldn't think of anything else besides the incident earlier. He tried to sleep it off but he would always end up remembering Jungkook's face closing in.
It wasn't his first time thinking about some boy. But thinking about some boy almost kissing him was definitely a first. And staring at the ceiling for how god knows how long with a weird fluttering feeling in his chest and stomach absolutely wouldn't give him answers.
Jungkook immediately went to his room after he came home. Knowing all too well that Taehyung have already barged in on his room without his permission.
He opened the door of his room. As soon as the door opened, he saw the silver-haired sitting in an indian position whilst casually playing on his game console while eating junk foods. There were numerous crumbs of probably half-bitten potato chips and empty junk food wrappers on the carpet. The familiar 8-bit sound of Jungkook and Taehyung's favorite retro-game resounded in his room. Taehyung lazily flicked his head to look at him.
"Oh, welcome home," said Taehyung. Then he turned his face back on the TV screen while his thumbs punched rapidly on the controller.
"I told you not to come here today," Jungkook irritatedly said.
"I was bored and I didn't know!" Taehyung said, sounding defensive. "And don't you ever think I won't pester you about Namjoon. Why were you with him? Is there something you haven't been telling me?" Taehyung paused the game and finally looked at Jungkook who's already sitting on his bed and glaring at him immensely.
They somehow got into a staring competition. Sizing each other up of whether who should be guiltier between the two of them. And there's no denying that it was Jungkook who lost.
He gave up and sighed. "I'm friends with him," Jungkook paused, "and I've been kinda hanging out with him these past few days."
"What?!" Taehyung blurted, surprised.
"I've been...giving him a ride home after school. And also...I just came back from the beach with him." Jungkook averted his gaze and scratched his neck with his index finger, a light tint of pink shading his cheeks. He figured he can tell Taehyung about his newfound friendship with Namjoon since he'd always been sharing all his worries to him.
"WHAT?! When did all of this happen? Why didn't you tell me about him? Why am I only aware now?" Taehyung exclaimed. His face looked displeased and he felt betrayed.
"Im sorry. It just didn't occur to me, okay?" Having switched positions, Jungkook being the defensive one.
"Then tell me everything! Detail by detail. Don't leave out any information!" Taehyung demanded, which made him sound like a typical bestfriend thirsty for details about his bestfriend's lovelife. Which was sort of true.
Jungkook sighed but complied anyway. He told him about his encounter with Namjoon at the mall where he helped Namjoon from the stoic store clerk which he thought started everything. On how offering a car ride to Namjoon would eventually lead up to him offering for more car rides. How he was given savory peanut butter cookies by Namjoon's mom and how he embarrassed himself in front of Namjoon when he finally had the courage to ask for his number. Up until when Namjoon invited him to the beach and how he almost kissed Namjoon in his car. He literally told Taehyung everything he knew.
Taehyung listened quietly and intently. More so internally shocked at what happened between his friend and the top student in their class. But he persevered and stayed silent as he listened to Jungkook's story in spite of him itching to make unnecessary comments that he's sure will annoy the hell out of Jungkook.
"So...what do you think I should do?" Jungkook asked as soon as he finished telling him the story.
"Wait, wait, hold up. I'm processing the new information." Taehyung closed his eyes. He put the pad of both his index fingers unto his temples. Jungkook was looking down at him unimpressed.
Taehyung lied down on the floor and sighed after he was done "thinking." He opened one of his eyes to look at Jungkook who was waiting for him say something.
"So you like Namjoon?" He said, at last.
"Wha-?! No? I mean, I don't know!" Jungkook shifted his gaze as his cheeks flushed pink. He scratched the back of his head. It was the last thing he wanted Taehyung to say.
"You totally do." Taehyung got back on a sitting position.
That shut Jungkook up, unable to retaliate.
"And he's your secret santa," Taehyung added.
"Yeah, he is..." Jungkook trailed off.
Taehyung snickered.
"Hey! You still have the guts to laugh at me?!" Jungkook glared at him.
Taehyung stopped laughing. "Yeah, well I just think it's funny." Taehyung grinned at him knowingly.
"How so?"
"It's funny how it only took you a week to fall for Kim Namjoon."
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