Internet Famous

005 | They deserve you, they really do

Taehyung's POV:

Today was the day that I never got to experience out of work (which somehow, my manager cut off all the deals for my debut). It was an instant whirlwind in fate ever since I moved here. Everyone has been so kind, I'm touched by the peace too. I never thought that people could be so generous.

But one thing that bothered me was...

"You may not answer me now, but I'm willing to wait. I'll wait for you." Remembering what had happened earlier, my cheeks heat up and I felt embarrassed for it.

I probably look stupid right now. A naked Taehyung, taking a bath who is blushing at what Jungkook had said—creepy self.

"Ahh! God!! Why am I even thinking about that dumb bunny!" I banged my head against the wall, thinking I was stupider doing this. But what made it worse is that Jungkook with a towel on his bottom and revealing his tanned abs, was looking at me.

Damn does he look juicy. Hot. Damn it self!

"Whoops! Sorry." He flustered somehow? Did I see a nose bleed there? Why am not embarrassed at that alone?

"I'M SUCH A DUMB ASS FOR NOT LOCKING THE DOOR!" I screamed at the mirror as I wiped myself with a towel. Then I started playing with my smile, trying to figure out how do I deal with that aweful (I hate to admit it, but it was also kinda cute) memory.

I remembered someone's bunny smile.

Damn you Jungkook the bunny face. Now you saw my broad chest that I swore not to show to anyone but the crowd, which is completely weird for me but—it's an oath!

Wearing my PJ's, I unlocked the door to see Jungkook with his boxers on. Why do I keep running into him with his boxers? I still had a towel surrounding my shoulders, so I used that to hide the flustered face. He himself was cleaning his blood from his nose. Did I do that?

But of course, my concern got ahead of me more than my damn horny self. Wait? Did I just say horny? I'm no horny man. I've never even felt love before! What the hell! Just lust—

Think straight, Tae.

Then I thought. I'm gay, damn it. This is hard.

Aishhh—I'm too tired to sleep. So I went to sleep as fast as I can.

Before I could sleep, I heard a call from my phone. It's Jiminie Cricket—pfft, suits him.

I went out, praying to who knows what, for me to not be caught. Silently, to not make Jungkook wonder where I went. It was actually near Jungkook's room. A balcony, where Jungkook's balcony and this balcony could be seen.

I sighed, took a deep breath. Shhh, take it easy self. And my fingers pressed on the button.

"Hi shortie!" My voice exhilarated as I answered.

"Damn it Tae! Not this nickname again!!"

I giggle, then we both laughed. I teared a bit there.

"How's city life?" Jimin asks as he sips something that really sounds good. Maybe it was the tea I left behind.

"Says the one who almost goes to the city to perform in BTS." I say, that makes him chuckle.

"We're on a break, Tae. Of course I live with you. And..." I hear tears from the other end of the call, and I had no idea what to say but whatever came into my mind would be the first thing I'd say.

"I read your letter." Yeah, way to go me.

"Really?" His voice was raspy. As much as I wanted to comfort him, the distance seemed too far. "I'm sorry if you think it's really weird and disturbing and just stupid in particular." He apologizes fast until I cut him off. He needed to know how I felt before he jumped to conclusions.