Egotistic - J.JK.

Twelve

With the last knock, I took a step away from the door, shoving my hands into my jacket pockets. My heart was becoming quick, but I tried to keep myself calm, imagining that it was a normal day and that I was just visiting a friend.

With the number 7 on the door, I heard rustling in the apartment. It sounded like someone was almost stumbling towards the door, kind of in a drunken way. I tapped one of my feet on the ground while I waited, waiting for someone to answer the door. There was obviously someone in there with all the noise.

A lock and a doorknob turned, the door swinging open to reveal Taehyung in comfortable, shaggy clothes. He had dark circles under his eyes while his electric blue hair was in a wild mess, but he smiled to see me standing there. Something came over me to where I didn't believe Jungkook for a second to who Taehyung really was.

"Y/N," Taehyung said, it almost sounding like a breath of relief in a way. "I haven't seen you in over a week."

I gave a meek smile to him, flashing back to when everything was normal in my life and there was no such thing as becoming a Defender for two years in my mind. A feeling of comfort with Taehyung there made me feel a bit weak. "I missed you."

"Here, come in," Taehyung stepped out of the doorway, offering a path to come in. I was hesitant for a millisecond, but I made my way in with giving the same weak smile. 

Coming in, it was the same neatness the apartment always had. It felt warm, welcoming. Everything seemed to smile at me, make me feel like I was at home. It pained me with Jungkook's repeating words in my mind that Taehyung was a Class 4 Ego and not the person I had known for the past couple of years.

"Have you just come to hang out or do you want to talk about something?"

I turned around to find Taehyung closing the door behind us. He had a worried look on his face with his arms crossed over his chest, his feet approaching me. I forgot that I told him all my troubles. I almost kicked myself for that.

"No one has come to the apartment for a few nights," I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to make up a fib. "I'm thankful for that, but there's always still some troubles around the clock."

"Well, at least no one's come during the night," Taehyung gave me a faint smile out of reassurance. "Say, how's you and Jungkook holding out? I haven't heard how the date went."

"Oh," I perked up a little, surprised at the mention of Jungkook's name. A sudden burn of guilt hit my stomach. "It was good. We both liked each other, but the second date was kind of a failure. We have some differences that seemed to clash, so we broke it off and went our own ways."

"Yeah, I haven't talked to Jungkook for the week you and I haven't spoken for," Taehyung sighed, looking over at the window that let in some light to the room. "I noticed he's not the nicest person in the world. I'm glad you broke it off with him."

Looking at Taehyung, I wasn't sure if he was lying or not. It didn't seem that way, but Jungkook said that Taehyung found out who he truly was. That would be enough for Taehyung and Jungkook to break off instantly. I trusted Jungkook more in the situation, but my old self told me to trust the friend I've known for years.

"I'm sorry about Jungkook," I started, bringing a heel to my other foot's toes and pressed down. "It's always hard--"

From outside the window, you could hear it as clear as day despite the glass being closed. My heart jumped to my throat while swiveling my head in the direction of the noise. The room went dead silent as I stared at the fire escape that was outside the window, the obvious clang coming from it.

Dammit, Jungkook.

"What the hell was that?" Taehyung mumbled to himself, brushing past me to go over to the window and see who was there. My eyes widened a little with his back turned towards me, but I didn't want to jump out and grab him back. That would raise suspicions and potentially lose my cover. I would have to sacrifice Jungkook.