Real Life

④What Do You Mean?

A week passed by since the last time Jungkook and Taehyung spoke to each other. After their fight, Jungkook went straight to his apartment and spent his day doing absolutely useless things just to take his mind off him. He texted Seokjin, saying he was tired, and he asked not to bother him for the day.

But the next day Jungkook had another excuse to stay at home alone again. And the next day after that. He spent one week at his apartment without seeing anyone.

Surprisingly, Jaebum didn’t try to get in touch with him, but Jungkook didn’t care so much about that. He had his mind somewhere else. He didn’t even know why this affected him so much. He was just another asshole who wanted to have some fun. Right? Why did this bother him so much then? Well, maybe Taehyung was an asshole who wanted to have some fun, but Jungkook said some awful things to him, so he was feeling kind of guilty.

Taehyung, on the other hand, didn’t miss a single party. He was surrounded by people almost all day, every day. But he felt so alone. He was just drinking and drinking until he couldn’t walk anymore and someone had to carry him home. That someone was mostly his boyfriend.

It was not a beautiful sight for his friends and Youngjae to see every single day, but what could they do? Taehyung didn’t want to talk to them. He always said he was fine, and that nothing happened. Yes, nothing at all.

The other five boys hung out a lot during this week. They thought if they gave some space to Jungkook and Taehyung, everything would be fine. That was why they didn’t go to Jungkook’s apartment, but enough was enough. They had to do something.

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The whole group except two had gathered at Jimin’s and Seokjin’s place to hang out, drink beers, and hopefully think of something to do about the two boys.

“You know, it’s been a week since Jungkook got out of his apartment. The last time he did that was when he broke up with Bogum,” Seokjin said, finding his behavior extremely strange.

“At least he doesn’t go out every single night and drink his ass until he can’t walk anymore.” Disappointment oozed out of Yoongi’s voice.

“I don’t know what’s worse,” Hoseok sighed. “We have to do something.”

“Like what?” Namjoon asked.

“I don’t know.” Hoseok shrugged. “As cliche as it’ll sound, let’s trap them or something.”

“They aren’t that stupid, you know,” Jimin scoffed as he opened another beer.

“If we play it well, they’ll believe us. Who is good at lying here?” Yoongi asked.

“Probably you because you show no emotions when you want to,” Jimin said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

“No, I just don’t react to everything like you do,” Yoongi replied in the same way.

“Just admit that you have no emotions whatsoever,” Jimin sneered.

“Guys, focus,” Namjoon said with a frustrated sigh. “I’ll do it.”

“You’ll lie? But you never lie,” Hoseok pointed out.

“Exactly. Taehyung won’t suspect anything because I never lie.”

“Guys, what are we even going to do? We have to have a plan before discussing these things.”

Silence spread through the room at Seokjin’s remark as everyone dove into their thoughts. They had no idea how to make the two boys meet.

“I think it’ll be easier if we make Taehyung go to Jungkook’s place instead of bringing Jungkook out,” Yoongi said.

“You have a point,” Seokjin said. “So, are we just going to appear at Kook’s door?”