Bunny Boy ✓ Jikook

Chapter Eight

Tae came out of his room, closing the door behind him, stretching his arms up and bending his back, hearing and feeling the soft snaps as he bent his body. Damn, it felt so good to pop it. He didn't know why he felt so light, but maybe because of last night, he needed that release and the stress was magically gone to.

He walked in his slippers to the kitchen to get some cereal. A dark aura was leaking out of the doorway, making him peak in from the corner. Jimin had his back to him, sitting at the island counter, too short to touch the floor while sitting on the stool, his feet swinging a little, slippers fell onto the floor leaving him barefoot, hair disheveled and head propped up on the palm of his hand. 

Taehyung only smiling, figuring that his friend just had a nightmare. He was gonna comment to him why didn't he come to his room if he had a nightmare like he always did. The thought made his cheeks flush at the thought of what happened. Wait... what if he did come to seek comfort and he saw... that? No, they were quiet and he was asleep. 

"Yah Jiminiiee why do you look so doom and gloom" Taehyung whined, coming over hugging his friend from behind and slump over him with his weight. 

There wasn't a single cry of protest or move, making Tae frown and sit up off of him. He walked over to the other side to get a look at him. "Jimin?"

He froze up, seeing just how gloomy he was. His eyes were bloodshot, eyes puffy and irritated though it was mostly covered with dark bags, cold sweat. Either it was a really bad nightmare or he was sick. He frowned, sitting in front of him on the other side. 

Jimin glanced up, not moving his head and he wanted to gag at how refreshed and bright his friend looked. He always wants Tae to be happy whether he was the reason for his anger or sadness or not but knowing the reason why his friend looked so bubbly just made him want to get hit with a bat. 

"Yah Jiminie, are you sick? You look horrible, did you take medicine?"

He jumped, Jimins fork squeaking against the bowel as he stabbed his fruit in a violent way. A small smirk appeared on his face, making Tae kind of squirm. "You're asking me if I'm sick, I almost forgot to laugh"

Taehyung had to his bite his cheek, he hated when people were sarcastic when he was being serious, especially if it was something he was really worried about.

"I'm being serious Jimin do you feel sic-"

"How was the bunny and your's sex last night? Sounded enjoyable"

Tae felt the color drain from his face but only to be replaced with a bright red. All Tae could think about was WHAT Jimin could have heard last night. Something heavy settled in his stomach, making him look down from Jimins gaze and fidget with his fingers.

He did look back up though, hearing footsteps and sees Jungkook standing at the door, he felt the tension in the room and could also see the gloomy aura clouding Jimin, drowning him in it. He walked over, peaking at what Jimins expression was he frowned, seeing how distressed he was. 

He leaned, putting his hand on Jimins, the one holding the spoon but only for it to get smacked away and a glare shot at him. Jimin looked up, seeing Jungkook didn't have a beanie on, his eyes flopped against his head. He knew then at some point he showed it to Taehyung. His mind wandered if he did it last night, showing Taehyung his ears and tail and something else. 

That only made his boil more. He snapped when Jungkook tried to grab his arm to pull his closer. He yanked his arm away, glaring harsher and quickly wiped his eyes when he felt them sting. "I-I'm heading out. By. Myself" he warned, heading upstairs and slamming his bedroom door shut to change.

Jungkook looked over, seeing Taehyung have his face in his hands, elbows propped and head held up. The tension in the room was choking him.

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JIMIN

I pulled my legs to my chest, feet placed onto the bench, and my chin on my knees. Tears were cascading down my cheeks heavily but I didn't care, not one bit. I didn't care I was getting looks or stares. People looking and mumbling to themselves. I don't care. 

I sniff quietly, wiping my eyes with the sleeve of my hoodie, huffing and sighing. The wind was burning my eyes and I hide my face in my knees to keep the wind from blowing into them anymore. It just made me cry more. 

Am I really this big of a baby? If I really wanted Jungkook to be mine I should've asked him to be mine, not letting the mess of smut continue while we weren't together. It's not Taehyungs fault, he didn't know, he couldn't have ever known without me ever telling him. I just introduced Jungkook as my friend. My eyes widened a little at the memory of what I did say. I said he was a friend and only living there for a while. 

I hiccuped and hugged my legs harder. No wonder Jungkook hates me... I even announced it like I didn't want him to live with me what is wrong with me... It's all my fault it ended up like this, I made it happen. If I would've just told Tae about Jungkook and then set him down and told him I actually liked Jungkook he wouldn't have been snatched away. 

I hiccup later, clutching onto my sleeves, body wracking with sobs and shoulders shaking, crossing my ankles to pull them in closer and sniffing messily. Can't I turn back time? That's my biggest wish, though I know it can't happen. 

I jump, feeling a soft tap on my knee. I was debating on raising my head. Maybe it was the police, telling me to stop being a depressed creep in the park scaring kids. Maybe it was someone that actually cared that wanted to help me (doubt it). Someone that wanted to pick a fight? Another soft couple of taps.

I finally peak out of my warm safe cacoon, staring at a pair of black ripped skinny jeans. A finger raised up my head before I had the chance to look at the person myself. I glare softly. "What the hell do you want?"

He chuckled, holding up his hands to show he was innocent. "Well, I'm sorry for actually caring about you"

I only roll my eyes, scooting over a hand apart as he sat down next to me. "What do you want Yoongi? What are you even doing here?"

"Oh? It's illegal to walk around hm? Anyways, I was heading to the store but I know that Jiyong hoodie anywhere". I felt my cheeks heat up, gripping the edges of my hoodie and pinching to cover my face except for my eyes. "What are you doing here? You look terrible"

"I wish someone else would tell me that today" I groan, finally releasing my legs to have them hanging off the bench and sighs, leaning back against the bench and hands in my hoodie pouch. 

"I'm sure I can find someone that can tell you that" he jokes as he pretends to look around the park as if he was actually looking for someone. I only glare over, rolling my eyes and huff, the cold air making me shiver again.

"You're gonna get sick" he commented. 

"I don't care" I retort.

He looked a little surprised, chewing on his cheek noticeably and leans overturning to his side to face me. "Okay, someone did make you upset. What? The little boy with you break your heart or something?"

I only felt tears fall again, quickly rubbing them away before he noticed but of course, if someones rubbing their face how could someone not notice it. 

"Ah, I was right, what happened Jimin?"

I look over, smiling, and laugh. "Do you really think I think you care? Don't make me laugh"

"Well jokes on you, I made you laugh. Now come on, what happened?"

"Don't act as if you care!", I snap, "You literally just want gossip and that's all you care about was drama and got off at me hurting"

He rolled his own eyes. "Well, if we keep sitting here arguing you're gonna get sick. Come on, I'll make tea"

I follow him with my eyes, glaring up at him. "Do you really think I'm that dumb?"

"No", he smiled, "but I do know that you don't want to be alone right now"

I felt my cheeks heat up, looking down and bouncing my knee. Well, at this point who cares, not like he's wrong...

(a/n - oops, again heh, some drama for yall :3 )