THE SEVENTH || (Taekook/Vkook) ||

Chapter 23: Busan Type Of Obsessed

Suga hyung had been so worried about us getting caught by YG reporters and other agencies while doing something "scandalous" during the charity ball.

He was worried about them making up something like another cheating scandal because of Jungkook and IU speaking openly or maybe purposely creating a fight and then a false headline. Something at those extreme levels, because that's what YG does.

But I bet Suga hyung never in a million years could have guessed that, "Kim Taehyung of BTS caught trying to spear a shark during the Idol Charity ball...", would ever make it as the main headline around the world.

But it did. And Suga hyung actually came up to me and gave me the biggest and warmest hug because of it.

"Thank you for being so stupid and making my life so much fun kid." Was what he said the day after the ball when he discovered the trending headline. And honestly, despite his evident insult towards my intelligence, I felt honoured.

Because who was even built like me? No one, bitch.

Now it had been about a week since the charity ball and despite the busy schedule from practising new choreo, writing new music and filming episodes for Vlive, I still managed to find time to stare at my picture from that article for at least 30 minutes every single day.

"Don't I look like Aquaman with the spear in my hand? God I'm gorgeous." I asked the members as we sat in the car, on our way to Busan.

Our schedule had been, and continued to be, very busy. But we had a free day or two at times and always made sure to make the best of it. This time the members and I had decided to go camping in Busan for two days and a night. We had gone camping a few times and it was always so relaxing, that was why we decided to do it again. Because we needed to relax as much as possible at the moment.

There were also many different camping sites around South Korea to choose from. But Jungkook and Jimin insisted on Busan camping, saying it was- "the fucking best campsite in the world."

And what those two wanted, they most definitely got.

Jungkook scoffed at my comment while the other members groaned, "Can you stop talking about your own picture? It's been a week since that happened and you're still staring at that shit babe." He rolled his eyes.

"Shit?" I faked a surprised gasp, "You call this shit?" I asked, showing him the picture again. "This is motherfucking art bitch." I corrected him.

Jungkook glared at me and pinched my side, "Don't call me a bitch and watch your language darling." He scolded.

"Shut up. Don't call me shit next time." I glared back.

"I didn't call you shit. I just meant that you have been obsessed with that article for far too long." He defended himself.

"Nope. You said that shit. And that shit was a picture of me, your boyfriend, who you don't even appreciate anymore it seems. ugh, what to do." I acted like I was hurt and moved away from him slightly.

Jungkook's eyes widened, probably thinking I was mad for real. "Hey Tae, come back here. Don't move away from me because you're upset, ever. I appreciate everything that you are, don't say that." He pulled me to his side again, eyes filled with regret.

I cooed and turned my head towards him. I genuinely thought he was acting as well at first, but I realised he actually fell for my own acting when I looked into his eyes just now. It was adorable, the look of concern on his face because of something this stupid was adorable.