Jungkook's P.O.V
Once I heard the bathroom door open, Taehyung went to the kitchen to see me cooking.
"What are you cooking?" He asked.
"Dinner." I said with a smile. He chuckled, shaking his head.
"Hyung, what does love feel?" I asked, curious as I did not look away from what I was doing.
"Euphoric." He said simply. I stopped and glanced at him confused.
"Euphoric?" I repeated. He smiled and nodded.
"It's a great sensation. A feeling of happiness, it even gives you butterflies in your stomach. You feel it with someone you love." He explained, drinking a glass of water.
I stopped what I was doing and stared at him blankly, a question replaying in my mind over and over again.
'What do I really feel about you?'
He finished drinking and turned to me, curious. "Why?" He asked.
I shook my head, smiling. "I just wanted to know. Come on, I just finished cooking, let's eat before the food turns cold." I said, changing the topic.
He grabbed the other plate as we sat down on the stools in my kitchen.
I stared at Taehyung as I watched him take a bite.
"How is it?" I asked.
"This is really good! Thank you~" he said, smiling that adorable box smile of his.
I rolled my eyes playfully, but then, he soon spoke again.
"Open your mouth." I turned to him confused, only to see him ready to give me a taste.
I smiled and opened my mouth as he fed me.
"It's tasty, isn't it?" He asked with a smile.
"It is.. Jin hyung taught me the recipe, so credits to him." I admitted. He laughed and nodded as we both continued eating.
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After we finished eating, we sat on my couch in the living room.
Taehyung's P.O.V
There was a moment of silence before I sighed as I took Jungkook's hands in mine, looking at him straight in the eyes.
"Jungkook... I know you wouldn't agree with me, but.. please hear me out." I said.
He hummed and nodded.
"Will you let me report to the principal what those boys have been doing?" I asked.
"B-but, w-what if they come after you?" He stuttered, suddenly afraid as he held my hands.
I shook my head and smiled reassuringly. "They won't... once they are reported, they won't be able to do anything."
He thought for a while and nodded slowly. "O-ok..."
"Really?" I asked, surprised. "Y-yeah. But you have to make sure they wouldn't find out it was you who rotted them out." He said.
I chuckled and nodded, pulling him into a hug. "I didn't expect you to agree."
"That's because i'm getting tired of them.. I just want it all to end, and before, I was so afraid of getting you involved, not knowing what they'll do to you too." He explained.
"Sweet.. are you sure i'm not gonna get any diabetes?" I joked.
"Y-yah, you don't get diabetes just because of what I say.." he said shyly, as he buried his face on my chest.
I laughed as I stroked his hair gently. "I know, I just wanted to lighten up the mood."
He giggled as he hummed. "Ok..." he said silently as I soon felt him lean on me more.
I looked down at him to see that he fell asleep. I smiled and kissed his forehead as I laid back.
Not long after, the both of us fell asleep on the couch in each other's arms.