CataZtrophe | VKOOK

12.

Jimin was sitting quietly in his room, not paying much attention to anyone. It was somewhat 6 pm, everyone were busy with their work. Namjoon was helping Taehyung to get ready for his date with Jungkook.

“I don’t know, what if- what if he doesn’t like it? What if I mess up?” Taehyung mumbled, sad. “Tae, you’re being ridiculous. He’s trusting you with this, is itself a big thing. Don’t be so negative. If you think negative- that negativity will be transferred to your thoughts, and that will create negative energy revolving around you, which we can call bad vibes. People feel that negative energy. And trust me, it is a thing.” Namjoon explained and Taehyung nodded.

“Hey Joon, can I ask you something?” Taehyung said and looked at Namjoon who was tying Taehyung’s shoelace. “Ya, sure.” Namjoon said, looking up and then sat up, next to the red haired boy.

“How did you and Jin met? I mean what’s your love story?” Taehyung questioned. “I wanna know, like how can someone know that they are in love? Did Jin fall for you or you fell for him, is it true how they show in the movies? The feeling and those metaphors such as moon getting bigger and- and those slow motions,” Taehyung asked, he sounded like a small kid, a curious one.

Namjoon chuckled, “Different people, different qualities, different ways of expressing themselves, different preferences.” Namjoon spoke and Taehyung stood there as if Namjoon was a math teacher, trying to explain what a Pythagoras theorem is, but Taehyung is that one zoned out kid in the class, who pretends to have dyslexia so he could get less homework. But that’s not the point. Taehyung didn’t understand shit.

“Umm, the fuck?” Taehyung asked and Namjoon sighed. He took a deep breath and tried to explain everything again.

“Is there something special about Jungkook? Like just that one thing you can’t resist?”

“His thighs. Damn I want him to crush my kidneys between those thic-” Taehyung said but then looked at Namjoon who looked… disgusted.

After a short awkward pause Namjoon opened his mouth to speak, “Nevermind. My ideal type before I met Jin was ‘clever’. You could say I was sapiosexual, I never wanted to date someone innocent and naïve or sassy and feisty.” Namjoon chucked, Taehyung looked at him with a frown.

“Those four words screams Jin”

“Taehyung, when you’re in love, you just don’t care about what your ideal type is. If you truly love that person you’ll do whatever it takes. I saw Jin when we were in high school, he was the Prom Queen.” Taehyung laughed cutely.

“Jin walked on the stage when they announced that he’s the prom queen. And that was the first time I saw him, he looked so beautiful, my heart began racing as if I’ve ran hundred miles. So gorgeous that 2 girl and 8 guys proposed him that night.”

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“And what about Joon? Did he propose you?” Jungkook asked with sparkly eyes. Jin laughed, “He didn’t even come near the pot.” Jin said and Jungkook giggled, “Poor Joonie.”

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“And that’s how we fell in love.” Namjoon said with a big satisfied grin. He looked at Taehyung who was crying, “This was the best love story I’ve ever heard, give me a hug.” The red haired boy let out with pleading eyes. Namjoon chuckled, and hugged Taehyung.

“Now go and get your boy. Make your love story.” Namjoon said and Taehyung nodded, he wiped his tears off and then ran to the kitchen.