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*this was my first fanfic and it's in 1st POV, if you don't like this you can check my other hybrid story that one is in 3rd POV*
There are some mature scenes but it's mostly a fluffy fanfic.
Top!Tae
Bottom!JK
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It's a week later and I still haven't seen Jungkook. He always hides in Jimin and Yoongis room when I come upstairs to shower and Jimin brings his food upstairs. He also wakes up screaming every night because of nightmares, which makes me worried about him but Jimin says he's okay.
I also don't have to use the wheelchair anymore, but the doctor suggested I'd still use one crutch so I won't add to much pressure on the fading bruise.
I grab my phone and play some games on it. "Good morning Taetae", Jimin says when he comes downstairs. I give him a faint smile. "What was he dreaming about?", I ask. "That night, when they tried to cut of his ears", Jimin sighs. "He might come downstairs today, he's doing much better" "that's what you've been saying for the last three days" "Yeah I know, I'll talk to him later", Jimin says and I nod. I really want to go upstairs to talk to him myself, but climbing the stairs still hurts my knee and Jimin won't let me.
When Yoongi comes downstairs we have breakfast before he has to go to work. "I'm planning on making smoothies, wanna help?", Jimin asks. I nod. "Sure" "here, can you cut these?", he places a few different fruits in front of me. I nod again and grab a knife.
"Good morning", a soft voice sounds behind us. "Kookie", Jimin smiles. I look at him but he avoids eye contact. "Can I help?", he asks. "Yeah, you can cut these if you'd like", Jimin says and he points at a few fruits. Jungkook nods and grabs a knife. He takes a seat at the kitchen island and starts cutting them.
"Ah". Jimin and I turn around a see Jungkook holding his bleeding finger. "Oh let me help", I immediately say and I quickly grab a tissue for him. "I don't need help", Jungkook snarls. I ignore him and dab the tissue on his cut. "Go away I said I don't need help", Jungkook stands up and leaves the kitchen. I sigh and sit down. "He'll come around", Jimin says and he puts his hand on my shoulder.
We finish the smoothies in silence and sit down on the couch. "Are you going to the meeting tonight with Yoongi?", I ask. Jimin nods. "Yeah, I don't leave the house that often so it's nice to meet up with friends", he smiles. "Are you coming with us?". I shake my head no. "No, maybe Jungkook want to go tho but I'm just going to stay home".
The rest of the day flies by pretty fast. I did some online shopping and I thought I should contact the people I coach, since I'm a vocal coach and haven't been at work for two weeks.
"Taetae, me and Yoongi are leaving now", Jimin says. "I made lasagna, it's in the oven" "thanks Chim", I smile. "Don't spend to much time in front of the tv, you're going to get blind", he warns and I laugh. "Okay"
"See ya tonight", Yoongi smiles and he pats my shoulder. "Don't beat my high score, I worked hard for it", he says referring to the game I'm playing. "Don't worry hyung", I chuckle and they leave the house.
"Fuck", I curse when my character gets killed. "Taehyungie?", Jungkook appears in the door opening. "Jungkook", I say surprised and I pause the game. "Can we talk? Please?" "Of course", I say and I move a little to the side so he can sit besides me on the couch. "I-I'm sorry for lashing out on you this morning, you were just trying to help", he quietly says and he fidgets with his fingers. "No I'm the ones who's sorry, I shouldn't have said all those mean things that day", I say and I grab his hands. "I don't care you might have imprinted on me, I was just overwhelmed and tired and I really shouldn't have jumped to conclusions" "really?" "Yes", I smile and I kiss his hand. "I'm so sorry you got hurt Tata", he pouts. "I would do anything to protect you kookie", I smile and I pull him into a hug.
He silently sniffles. "Hey, baby what's wrong?", I ask and I pull away. "I just feel like it's all my fault, if I hadn't imprinted on you or hadn't ran away you wouldn't have been hurt", he cries. "No, don't think like that", I say and I grab his face, which is a bit clumsy since my arm is still casted. With my thumbs I wipe away his tears and I lift his head. "It's not your fault, it was me who yelled", I say. "And it happened, we can't undo it so pitying about it won't change a thing".
"Can I play?", Jungkook asks after a while. "Of course", I smile and I hand him a controller. "Come", I pull him in my lap, avoiding him hitting my knee and wrap my arms around him. "You know how it works?" "Yes, Jimin thought me", he smiles. I peck his cheek and start a new game.
"You're better then I thought", I pout and I hug his waist. "Jimin and I play this game all the time", he smiles. "Let's eat, Jimin maid lasagna", I say and we stand up. I set the table and Jungkook prepares the lasagna.
"What do you wanna do?", I ask when we've eaten. "Cuddle, I wanna cuddle", he says and I smile. "Lie down", Jungkook orders me when I sit down on the couch and I do what he asks. He lies down next to me, wrapping his arms around me and throwing his leg over mine. "Am I hurting you like this?", he asks. "No, it's perfect", I smile and I wrap my arms around him too.
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Idk why but I don't like this chapter. It's messy, sorry🙈💜
