Purple Is Just A Color|| vkook

26~ Youniverse

Taehyung POV

I can't recall ever having been so nervous and on edge as I am right now, sitting on the couch in the Shrieking Shack and staring at the fireplace across from me.

The only light illuminating the room at this late hour is the chandelier on the ceiling but the yellow-ish light is - though comforting - not very bright.

I check my watch once again.

11:02 pm.

My right foot taps on the floor in an impatient rhythm as I contemplate whether all this is way too straight-forward considering the amount of time Jungkook and I have known each other.

Time passes by and my thoughts are eating me up inside when finally, a green light explodes in the fireplace and a very ashy and disoriented Jungkook stumbles out of it, his sweatpants and hoodie covered in a layer of dust that falls off when he coughs violently and shakes his head to free his hair from the gray flocks.

I get up excitedly, feeling like a schoolboy with social anxiety holding a presentation in front of a town hall, but whatever.

Ignoring my nerves, I step towards him and pat all the remaining ash off his clothes and finally hug him and just the feeling of his arms around my back melts away all the worries.

"Hi", I mumble into his ear and he pulls back with a smile, responding:

"Hey angel. Quite the flattering invitation."

I furrow my brow but laugh when he holds up the note I wrote him two days ago, my cheeks turning crimson.

"Call me creative" I chuckle and then turn sidewards, gesturing around the room.

"Here we are. The most perfect place to hang out I could think of."

Jungkook's eyes widen as he looks and walks around the bedroom, getting that doe-like look to them.

"Wow", he exclaims, "But what exactly is this?"

I grin and plop back down on the couch.

"It's called the Shrieking Shack. Nobody is ever coming here because it is said to be haunted- don't worry though", I laugh as he spins around to me nervously, "it's only a tale and nobody's seen or heard anything in literal decades. So I fixed this room for the two of us to meet up in."

"That's so cool!" Jungkook grins and sits down on the couch right next to me, sitting criss-crossed, facing me with a smile lighting up his features.

He holds up the picture again and smiles.

"You do look very cute in this though, so thanks for leaving it with me."

I gasp and playfully slap his leg.

"Cute?! Out of all the descriptions you could've chosen, it's cute?! I'm outstandingly attractive and just stunning!" I protest.

"Hmhm sure Tae, that's just because you didn't see yourself getting all worked up over Purple destroying your snowman the other day."

"That was an act of pure evil though."

He nods, chuckling at my explanation.

"That's the role she was born into. Evil spawn now and forever. I suffered from that for over 1 and a half decades now!"

"Well", I respond, "my first one and a half decades of living were filled with schools and an enrollment requirement seemed to have been a certain degree of backstabbing tendencies."

He laughs loudly at that, showing me his adorable bunny smile.

"Good thing you are here now huh?"