˗ˏˋbananaˎˊ˗ kookv [eng.]

twenty-one

The day was completely cloudy, the winter was just beginning and with it came the beginning of classes. Jungkook, agitated and tired, with both arms resting on the large mirror in front of him, looked at his reflection and smiled when he saw his boyfriend see him from the other end of the room.

-Do you like it?- He asked.

-You improved a lot. I loved it.- He approached Jungkook from behind and hugged him, passing his arms through his abdomen. -You did very well.- He smiled and now they both looked at one another in front of the mirror. -A couple of weeks more and you'll be ready to audition. You're doing excellent, Love.

-It just makes me nervous, it's the first time I'll do something like this. And if they do not select me? Or if they select me but I never make my debut?

-Enough, Jungkook. Do not be pessimistic, you will do well and you will debut, and if not, you will be a great dancer and you will start a solo career on your own.- Jungkook turned in Taehyung's arms and hugged him around the waist.

-Thank you, Tae. Without your support I do not know what I would do.- He kissed his forehead. -I do not know what I would do without you.- He kissed his nose. -I do not know what would happen to me without you.- He kissed his lips.

-You would be studying alone in your room instead of tickling me and taking advantage of me.- Jungkook laughed.
-You're absolutely right.- He kissed his neck. -Do you want me to tickle you now?- He tucked his hands under Taehyung's shirt and stroked his waist.

-No, first bathe and then you tickle me.

He gave him one last kiss and went to take a bath after practicing the choreography of Save Your Goodbye for hours and hours. Since a few months ago, Jungkook began to think about what he was passionate about when he started high school; dance.

He loved to dance, why did he stop dancing? He did not remember, but when he did it again he felt a few sparks ignite inside of him. He felt even more compete that Taehyung and his mother gave him support to the idea of auditioning. It made him extremely happy.

He felt lucky.

He felt loved.