Mr.Park & I || JiKook

Chapter 23 • What's Going On?

"I'm going home," Taehyung suddenly said, wiping off the chip crumbs from his lap, before getting up. This caught both Hoseok and Jungkook off guard, as the youngest of the bunch protested.

"Wait, why? The pizza just got here!"

"I'm just really tired."

"But-"

"I'm sorry, maybe another day," Taehyung interrupted, walking out, not letting Jungkook get another word out. Meanwhile, Hoseok stayed silent, as guilt ate at him. He knew it was his fault.

"Well that was weird," Jungkook said, tossing the game controller to the side, no longer in the mood to play, along with Hoseok who placed it next to him, still remaining silent.

"Hoseok, you've barely uttered a word the whole time you've been here. Are you okay?" Jungkook asked, concern evident in his voice, along with suspicion. He wondered if it had anything to do with Taehyung's sudden behavior.

"Yeah, I'm just tired from school and all," Hoseok said, not knowing what another excuse to give. He felt bad for lying to one of his closest friends, but how could he explain that he knew Taehyung was in love with him, causing him to act weird around him, or the fact that he had smacked his hand away earlier in panic?

"Okay," was all Jungkook could say, as he picked up the controller once more and began playing solo. He was honestly upset, he felt like none of the friends was acting the same anymore. Maybe it wasn't anything big or drastic, but he still felt like there was something going on that he didn't know of. It honestly frustrated him.

"I'll bring him back," Hoseok said, as he quickly stood up and left Jungkook's house, leaving the younger male even more confused than he already was.

"Looks like it's just you and me," Jungkook said, looking at the still whole pizza on the coffee table, before grabbing a slice and taking a huge bite.

He really hoped things would go back to normal by tomorrow, if not soon.

* * *

"Taehyung!"

Hoseok yelled as he watched the younger male rapidly walk away from him. He was only a few yards behind Taehyung, so he knew he could hear him. What he couldn't understand was why Taehyung
was ignoring him.

The red-haired male sighed frustrated, as he sped up, and so did the younger male.

Taehyung soon saw his house come into view, swiftly making his way to the front door, opening it, and attempting to close the door before Hoseok could catch up. However, this wasn't fast enough, the older Male pushing it open, letting himself in, shutting the door behind him.

"What's your problem?!" Hoseok demanded, a little out of breath from following him, but still managed to glare at his friend.

Taehyung looked at him blankly for a couple of seconds, before a glare formed on his face as well, locking eyes with Hoseok, who's breath caught in his throat. A mad Taehyung was always terrifying.

"What's my problem?" The younger male asked, chuckling humorlessly, running a hand through his ashy-grey hair in frustration.

"You're the one who smacked my hand away like it was a bug that tried landing on you!"

Hoseok shifted his gaze to the floor, shame burning through him, as he tried to figure out what to say next, but nothing came out. He didn't know what to say without exposing the fact he knew Taehyung was in love with him.

"Forget it!" Taehyung said, irritation evident in his voice, as he quickly turned around to walk away, not wanting to look at the red-haired male anymore, before he did something stupid.

Hoseok quickly reacted, not wanting to end the conversation like this, grabbing Taehyung's wrist.

"Wait, Tae-"

Hoseok's eyes widened because before he could spit out an apology, he was shoved up against a wall with Taehyung's face inches away from his, while his hands held his in place, not allowing him to move at all. This left Hoseok no choice but to look at Taehyung in the eye, fear engulfing him because his younger friend had never reacted in such a way.

"You know that I'm in love with you."

Hoseok stayed silent, his lip quivering, tears threatening to spill any second.

"You heard me tell Namjoon, correct?"

Hoseok looked away, but wanting to look Taehyung in the eye, feeling intense guilt as is. However, the younger male was having none of it, as he grabbed the red-haired male's face to look at him.

"Answer me."

"Y-Yes," Hoseok said, his voice cracking, as the tears he had attempted to hold back streamed down his cheeks.

"Are you disgusted of me because of it?" Taehyung asked, pain obvious in his eyes, but he needed to know.

"No, of course not," the red-haired male answered quickly, wanting to reassure his longtime friend that he would never think such a thing.

"Can I kiss you?" Taehyung asked, his face flushing at the question, as his hand grazed the older male's cheek.

Hoseok's eyes widened for a bit, taking time to process the question, feeling his heartbeat thump against his chest at this.

"Yes."

* * *

"I look cute," Seokjin told himself, as he stared at himself in the mirror, trying to convince himself it was a good outfit. This lasted a couple of seconds though, before he quickly undressed, groaning angrily.

"Fuck it, I'll just go naked!"

This thought just made him blush though, as he thought about Namjoon's hands touching his bare skin and quickly began looking for another outfit, only to end up with the first outfit he had begun with.

Seokjin fixed his hair in a matter of seconds, deciding it was good enough, before laying on his bed to wait for Namjoon's message.

The younger said he was taking him out of town, which he didn't mind one bit, knowing they would have to keep it lowkey until Namjoon graduated. This would be their first "official" date, and he was beaming in excitement.

Seokjin continued to daydream about Namjoon, before hearing his phone vibrate, knowing already who it was, he headed down.

He smiled and slightly drooled at the sight of the younger male, as he got into the car.

"Hey baby," Namjoon said, pecking Seokjin on the lips, making him blush.

The silver-haired male smiled at this, finding it adorable.

"You're so cute," Namjoon said, making the older male blush even harder if possible.

"Shut up and drive."

"Whatever you say, princess."