fiction|| taekook

chapter one

"as the man left, jungkook sighed to himself, goosebumps on his skin.

he already missed taehyung dearly, wishing that he had just invited the man into his home.

'stupid, stupid, stupid!' he muttered to himself as he walked passed the kitchen. after today's events, he didn't have an appetite.

he changed out of the clothes he was in, taking the neglected check in his pocket and stuffing it in his bedside drawer. he knew he wasn't going to another bank anytime soon."

jungkook's hands suddenly stopped typing, writer's block hitting him like a truck.

he repeatedly hit the top of his head, trying to think.

"what do i do now...uh....they exchanged numbers at the door? yeah! oh..i wish he really did..oh well, maybe next time we see each other!" he said to himself, his hands resuming their motion on the keyboard.

"now in his pajamas, jungkook flopped onto his bed, taking out his phone.

the boy started to scroll through his social media, avoiding his contacts as he contemplated whether to call taehyung or not.

anxiety ate at his stomach as he bit his bottom lip nervously, finally going to taehyung contact.

his thumb hovered over the call button hesitantly.

'is he asleep...?'

ding

jungkook jumped , throwing his phone across the bed in shock before quickly scrambling to retrieve it.

he unlocked his phone, going to the message app.

taehyung
are you awake, hun?

jungkook squealed, throwing his phone again but immediately regretting it.

"phone, phone, phone," he muttered to himself constantly, sighing in relief once it was back in his hands.

jungkook
uh...yeah |

'wait, i don't wanna sound weirded out-'

jungkook
|

jungkook
yeah |

'too plain?'

jungkook
|

jungkook
yeah, i'm awake
delivered- read 11:08pm

taehyung
are you up to call?

'duh!'

jungkook
yeah, ofc!
delivered-read 11:10pm

taehyung is calling...

"h-hello?" jungkook cursed himself in his mind for stuttering.

"hey, pretty boy," taehyung said, his voice a bit deeper since it was late.

heat rushed to his face.

"u-uh...how're you?" jungkook asked.

'wow, basic fucking question. nice going, kook.'

"i'm alright. how're you feeling? are you okay?"

jungkook nodded, even though taehyung couldn't see it.

"y-yeah, i'm okay..i was actually just about to call you.."

"really?"

"mhm! t-though i hesitated a bit...i didn't know if you were awake," jungkook answered shyly.

taehyung chuckled lightly, "don't hesitate to call me, love. i'd like to hear from your pretty voice often."

jungkook felt his cheeks redden.

"y-you sure?" he hesitantly asked in a shy voice.

"of course i'm sure," he said.

jungkook giggled.

giggled.

there was a light in his chest, lifting him up, helping him to deny gravity.

the light carried him to cloud nine as he continued to talk to the older male, his smile never leaving his face.

with taehyung, his body felt at peace.

and soon, he fell asleep listening to his voice.

"kook?"

"kook, hun," he called.

taehyung's light chuckle sounded through the younger's speaker.

"night, pretty boy."