Secret Games

3

Taehyung's pov:

It has been a couple days since rehearsal and Jungkook has barely talked to me. We have seen each other countless times at the studio and outside of the studio, he won't even look at me. Other members have noticed how he is acting towards me and are beginning to wonder what's going on.

The only time he would be near me is when we did the dance, and that was because he had  to be. We made eye contact once during practice, and he had this look in eyes that I can't quite describe. I wanted to talk to him about it but I couldn't muster the courage to bring it up, I couldn't even bring myself to text him.

I thought it might be a good idea to mention the whole ordeal to Jimin. Knowing him, he would've noticed something was off and force it out of me anyways. I mean we've been close since we met back in high school.

Me: hey Jimin I gotta tell you something

Midget King: sure TaeTae, what's up?

Me: soooo imayormaynothaveasmallcrushonjkandmayormaynothavetoldhim

Midget king: proper Korean please

Me: I know we're not supposed to, but I told JK I like him

Midget King: ugh finally took you long enough

Me: I'm sorry what?

Midget King: Nvm, we'll talk tomorrow okay? :)

Me: oh, alright

~~~~~~

Practice had just ended and as usual, Jungkook was ignoring me the whole time. Jimin walked towards me and I already knew what what coming, "It really took you that damn long to come clean."

"What do you mean it took me that damn long?" I asked slightly offended.

Jimin rested a hand on my shoulder and sighed, "Taehyung I have known you for a long time and by now I can read you like a book, I had a feeling that you liked him. Your eyes light up when you look at him, that stupid smile you do when you're around him, the way you always move around all nervously when he comes near you, it's not that hard to notice."

My cheeks started to feel hot from the embarrassment my friend had just put me through. Jimin laughed a bit, "and you do that a lot."

"So what do I do Jimin? I told him how he felt and he told me that he felt the same way. After we talked I spent the night there, then the next morning we had awkward breakfast talk and I went home. He hasn't wanted anything to do with me since." I ran a hand through my hair in frustration.

Jimin looked at me and sighed, "you just need to grow a pair and talk to him. It's Jungkook we're talking about here, he will come around eventually."

I nodded my head, "yeah maybe, I'll probably wait a few more days and bring it up to him."

Jimin looks at me with a mischievous smirk, "hey, let's go out tonight, it's the weekend and we don't have anything scheduled."

I looked at him and cracked a smile, "big bets."

"Okay meet me at the bar in an hour," Jimin patted me on the back and left with a smile.

For the first time this week I had something to look forward to, Jimin was my best friend and he always knows how to make me smile. I left went home to shower and get ready to go out. I put on black ripped jeans, a white shirt, a jean jacket and basic air force ones. I decided to curl my hair because I like the way it looks. I wasn't dressing up for others, I was honestly doing it for myself. I grabbed my keys, locked my front door, got in the car and drove to the bar. I arrived to find Jimin already seated with a spot open next to him.