Talking Body

32. catching colds for you

To say Jungkook's heart was thumping was the least.

As he stared into those clouded over grey eyes, he couldn't decipher what Taehyung was thinking, apart from the fact that the silver haired boy was hurt, hurt deeply.

" What was that? " Hyungwon whispered to Jungkook, who was to caught up staring at Taehyung. When Jungkook didn't answer, Hyungwon asked again. " Jungkook? " Jungkook looked at Hyungwon slowly, "Huh?...oh I was just making sure of something. Listen, I'll catch up with you later. " Hyungwon nodded, and got in his car, driving off.

Jungkook looked back at Taehyung. The doe eyed boy slowly walked over to Taehyung. "Taehyung.....i-"

Taehyung pushed past Jungkook, walking away briskly. Jungkook sighed, and followed after Taehyung quickly. However he didn't make it far, when Jin grabbed his hand, restricting him. "Let me go." Jungkook whined.

" Jungkook..maybe it's better if you give Taehyung some alone time to himself. " Jungkook looked down at the ground, and nodded after a while.

Jimin put his hands around Jungkook. " Come on, let's go to my house and talk about this. "

After arriving at Jimin's house, Jungkook sat down on the sofa in Jimin's living room. "Boys...and Irene? Maybe it's better if you go into Jimin's room. " Jimin's mother, Mrs.park said.

She walked into the living room with a tray of food in her hands, filled with all sorts of sweets and chocolates. "It's better if you kids have some privacy rather than let me and my husband eavesdrop on your conversation. "

After they all nodded, she turned to Jimin, " ah Jimin. Take this tray upstairs and some drinks. "

Jimin placed the tray and drinks on his dresser, than sat down on his stool that he had, Jungkook was sat on the corner of his bed, Jin was lying on the floor, and Irene was sprawled across his bed. The four didn't say anything. Until Jimin spoke up, " why did you kiss him? " Jungkook was snapped out of his trance, and looked over at Jimin.

He shrugged, " I...wanted to see if I still had feelings for him..."

" And do you? " Jin asked, sitting up.

" No.....I'm pretty sure of that. " Jungkook said, fiddling with Jimin's duvet cover. Irene spoke up, " and how can you be so sure of that? "

Jungkook took a deep breath, " I'm sure of it because it felt so wrong when Hyungwon complimented me. I didn't feel like I did when I was with Taehyung. There were no sparks this time. No butterflies. You know that feeling when you're with someone you lo...care about so much, you just feel like it's just you and them? When I was with Hyungwon I didn't feel that at all. "

" Jungkook....how do you feel about Taehyung? " Irene asked cautiously.

" I guess it took me months to figure out, and a not so pleasing kiss from Hyungwon to figure it out, but.......I want Taehyung. I need Taehyung. I like him....so much. " Jungkook said, taking some pauses in between. " Every time I see him, it's like my heart jumps out of my chest, and runs over to his heart..and I can't do nothing but watch. And I can't believe it's taken me this long to realize it..... but I'm absolutely nothing with that silver haired boy. My silver haired boy. "

Jungkook let out a small breath, " that's how I feel... "

His friends didn't say anything, just looked at him happily. Jimin smiled, and handed him a drink, " better late than never my mother always says Jungkook. Don't worry about it. "

Jin agreed, " yeah, at least now that you've figured out your own feelings, and your own happiness, you can be open with everyone and Taehyung. "

Irene pounced on Jungkook, " I'm not sad, mushy, and sentimental like those two potato sacks but I will say, go get that dick bitch. " Irene screamed in Jungkook's ear. Jungkook laughed and rolled around.