"I like you, and I like him".
In which an only child with broken speech, a feisty asexual & a lonely addict run into each other more than once.
start: 2018
end: [?]
✰ cover made by @tzuwinkle ✰
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Jungkook was bouncing on the balls of his feet, his arms swaying next to him and coming to the front to clap together. He was nervous, to say the least. He had spent the last two hours cleaning the house and preparing snacks, wanting to impress his friends.
Of course, his friends had already seen the house and it's not like the house was dirty in the first place. But when he got stressed he cleaned, which his parents didn't mind at all.
His eyes went over to the stack of Disney dvd's he had placed onto the table. There were around 25, the rest were downloaded onto his laptop. He wondered which ones they would watch because he had decided that he would let Taehyung and Jimin choose.
But where were they? They were late. A pout fell onto his lips. Maybe they had changed their minds and weren't coming? It wouldn't have been the first time someone did that. Wouldn't have been the first time he had prepared for a movie night, only for no one to show up.
"No Koo, they wouldn't do that, you know that", he mumbled to himself, shaking his head.
Right when he was on the verge of calling Jimin's mobile, he heard the said man's muffled voice come from behind his front door. Jungkook eyes lit up and he tiptoed to the door, pressing his ear against the dark wood.
"It's your fault we're so fucking late", he heard Taehyung snap.
He heard Jimin grumble and Jungkook tried to suppress a laugh, "If you hadn't pushed me into a hedge again, we would be right on time. So it's technically your fault, loser".
"Technically, if you had any stability in your legs like a normal human being, we would've been on time, so it's technically still your fault".
"Well- technically you pushed me so-"
"Well, technically you pushed me into pushing you-"
Jungkook swung the door open right then, seeing both boys' eyes go wide. "Technically you both late", he stated, "So you both also losers".
Jimin gasped and dramatically grabbed Taehyung's arm, the blue haired male awkwardly flinching from the sudden contact. "Did our Jungkookie just call us out? Did he call us losers? Taehyung please tell me this is not real!"
"Stop being such a dramatic wuss", Taehyung cussed, flinging the other off his arm. He stepped into the warm house, shaking his coat off, "And he is right. We were both idiots".
"Did Taehyung just agree with something someone else said?", Jimin whispered to Jungkook who grinned at the words.
They followed Taehyung who had already made himself comfortable on the couch. He decided that if he wanted to make this night as non-awkward as possible he would have to throw all of his discomfort out of the window and behave like a normal person (or how seventeen year old Taehyung would have acted).
