“The results should have been out like fifteen minutes ago!” Jimin grumbled, a firm pout decorating his face.
“Jimin, please stop complaining. They’ll be out when they’re out,” Namjoon said.
After the party, they took a taxi to go to Jimin’s and Seokjin’s house. Jungkook disappeared, and so did Taehyung. But Taehyung answered his phone, and he was currently heading there. Jungkook, on the other hand... Only God knew where he was. The boys didn’t worry, though; they knew he left with the Got7 guys, and they were all kind and decent.
Seated in the living room and anxiously waiting for the results, a knock on the door drew their attention.
“Must be Taehyung,” Jimin murmured and walked to the door to open it. “I was right.”
“Hey,” Taehyung greeted under his breath.
“Where did you go last night?” Yoongi asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I got bored and left.”
“You didn’t meet up with Youngjae?” Namjoon asked.
“Who’s Youngjae?” Jimin questioned before Taehyung could answer.
“His boyfriend.”
Yoongi’s spontaneous response earned him a menacing glare from Taehyung.
“You have a boyfriend? That’s so nice!” Jimin grinned, but the cheerfulness on his features clouded at Taehyung’s set expression.
Ignoring his remark, Taehyung eyeballed the room swiftly to verify his first observation as he sank down onto the couch. “Jungkook is still sleeping or something?”
“Actually, he didn’t come with us last night.” Jimin smirked.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“He left with Jaebum.”
Taehyung stayed silent, feeling his insides burn with a vile emotion he couldn’t — didn’t want to — name. Why do you care so much? Just let it go.
. . .
Jungkook’s sleeping status cracked at the muffled chatters that entered his consciousness. He instantly felt a searing headache from all the drinks he mixed last night as he rolled on his back and stretched his sore body.
The opening of the door evaded his awareness, along with the entrance of the young boy. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling — at the very unfamiliar ceiling. His eyes bulged, filling with apprehension in seconds, and he sat bolt upright. “Where am I?”
“Good morning to you too,” Jaebum smiled. “You’re at my house, Kook.”
Kook? “Why am I here, though?”
“Because you passed out last night.”
“Then why didn’t my friends take me with them? And sorry to ask, but what’s your name again?”
“You don’t remember?” Jaebum’s disappointment was evident on his saddened countenance, but he tried his best to mask it. “You passed out after we had sex. That’s why your friends couldn’t take you. And I’m Jaebum.”
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Fanfiction●Jungkook, a boy full of insecurities meets Taehyung, a boy who's broken. Every year, thousands of people audition in order to get in the Big Hit Company. Only thirty get accepted. Can these two boys make their dream come true? Can they push throug...
