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Gucci Perfume (3)

You sit in the dark munching on your sandwich. Why did everyone hate you? What were you doing wrong that made them avoid you? God, your fifteen-year-old life was so tragic. You were just so unique and beautiful but the world just wanted to beat you down. Highschool itself was such a traumatic experience. You sigh, pouting.

You finish the sandwich as you see moonlight fall through the white curtains in Taehyung's kitchen. You see a dim light glow on the countertop and move closer to discover it's a laptop, likely Taehyung's. You know you shouldn't, but when has that stopped your rebellious teenage soul?  You open it all the way as you see it's open to Taehyung's Instagram and it refreshes automatically as you see a new post, Jungkook, and Maria together. Jungkook is smiling happily, but you can see there's no actual happiness in his eyes. Not like what he had with you.

God, crushes were so painful. You clutch your chest in agony because damn Jeon Jungkook was hot but you just couldn't have him. Why did you always have to go liking things you couldn't have? You're about to close the laptop as it glows again, a small notification appearing on the side. It's a text message. From. Jungkook.

Your heart races and you read the notification, your heart nearly stopping. 

How'd it go today with -

Your eyes go wide as you read it again, your eyes scanning over the letters that spelled out your name.

Your spirits lift incredibly, your heartbeat speeding up, you shuffle to grab the glass of water you had earlier and accidentally rub the computer screen, touching the notification, opening Taehyung's direct messages.

Wow. You really just did that. You gulp as Jungkook's conversation is open and you nearly panic and you see him continuing to type. 

Uk, I wish I didn't have to hide so much. It really gets to ya uk ugh

I wish I had more courage but i cant face anything rn

hello??

Did you just leave me on read?

are u srs? tae?

You slam the laptop shut, your heart racing. God, you didn't think it could beat so fast just thinking about Jungkook, you wondered how it would feel if he actually spoke sweet words to you in real life.

Your mind begins to classically overanalyze everything you had ever witnessed and every interaction you had ever had with Jungkook in the past. Was it possible he still liked you? Or at least didn't hate you?

It fills your heart with hope and you immediately lose it all as you remember the picture of Maria and Jungkook together. Disgusting.

You head to your bedroom and open the door, immediately wishing you hadn't, as you see a barely clothed, just out of shower wet Taehyung, with a towel slung over his waist.

"Oh-mygod! Ididn'tmeantoevenopen-" 

Taehyung's face flushes a light shade of pink, and you can't help but think he looks quite beautiful with the moonlight brushing over his soft yet striking features? It does something to your heart and you're almost sure you're blushing too.

Taehyung shrugs lightly as he looks away from you as if you weren't there, his wet torso turning with him, water droplets gliding across his smooth stomach. He quickly slings on a shirt as you stand in the doorway, not moving. 

"...er so this isn't my room, I'll just leave-"

Taehyung suddenly moves towards you, and you move back, a weird feeling in your stomach. "What are you doing?"