The boy downstairs- Taekook

Chapter 12

Taehyung's POV

It was Thursday afternoon, and it's been weeks since I last saw Jimin. After work, I headed over to his apartment, since he basically ran away when I called him. 

I knocked on the door and it hastily opened. "Oh Tae, w-what are you doing here?" He asked, I noticed how he closed the door a little, his head only  peeking out. "Well I came to see you, since we haven't hung out in so long." I said, trying to get inside, but he only pushed me back. "You can't!!" He exclaimed, taking me by surprise. 

"Why not?" I asked, seeing him roll his eyes. I pretended I didn't notice and put a smile on my face. "I just don't want to, okay. Now stop asking questions and get the hell out of my face!!" He shouted and I kept my poker face, not showing how he hurt me. 

"Wow," I said sarcastically, "I don't know when last I saw you and you tell me to get out of your face? Why are you avoiding me, I call and text, but you never answer or text back. You're suddenly too good to sit with me at our lunch break, huh??!! This friendship means a lot to me, but it seems like you don't care anymore. I'm sorry if I just wanted to see you, but I'll leave you alone, that's what you want right, best friend?" I said and left, trying to hold back the tears.

I arrived at the apartment building and entered my apartment, immediately jumping under the blanket and let the tears roll out. 

Jungkook's POV

I just left my apartment, Tae rushed past me, I glanced at his face, was that tears? I ran up to his apartment, worry consuming me. "Tae?" I asked as I knocked on the door. I stood there for about five minutes, and after recieving no response, I just went in. "Tae?" I called out again, seeing an empty living room. I then checked the bathroom, which was also empty, that left his bedroom. I knocked on the door and walked in. 

I saw a bundle of blanket on the bed, Tae beneath them, his body wracking with sobs. "Oh Tae." I said, wrapping him in my embrace, the blankets drowning us both. "What happened?" I asked and he mumbled something. "You gonna have to speak up, sweetpea." I cooed and he pulled away, wiping his tears. "I said, Chim and I had a really big fight, I went over to his place, to hang out, since we never hung out in weeks. And then he said doesn't want to hang out with me. He probably hates me." he said, and snuggled into my neck, more tears, running. "Oh he's probably in a sour mood, I'm sure he didn't mean it and he is probably very sorry. " I said and he pulled away, facing me. 

The cutest little graced his lips, "You think so?" He asked, and I nodded. "Anyway, let's watch a movie, to take your mind off it. " I suggested, to which he nodded. We both made our way to the living room. I put on a comdey to cheer him up. 

And soon, he was laughing so hard, tears of laughter came running down his cheeks, as he munched on some chocolate.

I decided then and there, that his laugh was now, my favourite sound.