𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅 𝐍 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐅

SIX.

▃ 1962, July 19th, 11:30 AM

Jungkook had a plan.

He was on his way to Taehyung's place to see if he could run into Yoongi there, or find out where Yoongi lives. He wanted to get to the bottom of this.

When he talked to Namjoon yesterday, he seemed off. A lot angrier over losing a friend than he should be. Jungkook could see so much pain in his eyes, so much remorse.

He also remembered Namjoon slipping up on his words a bit, referring to himself rather than the surfers. It was a lot more personal.

Jungkook arrived at Taehyung's shop, rolling his bike into the garage, seeing Taehyung working on the engine of a car.

His hair was tied back in a small ponytail, strands of it loose and in his face, he kept brushing them back as he worked.

He was shirtless, too. Sweat and smudges of dirt and oil covered his chest, his muscles tensing and flexing as he worked.

Jungkook almost felt himself drool, but he quickly closed his mouth and dismissed the thought.

He walked over, grabbing Taehyung's attention. The older looked up, seeing the surfer standing there with his bike.

"Jungkook? What are you doing here?" He asked, standing up straight and wiping his hands off on a towel thrown over his shoulder.

"Um, I was just wondering if you could tell me how to find Yoongi?" He asked.

"Yoongi? Whatcha need him for?" He asked, closing the hood of the car he was working on and tossing some tools aside in his toolbox, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

He approached Jungkook, standing a few feet away.

"I want to talk to him about him and Namjoon..."

Taehyung laughed, but it was more of a scoff. "Jungkook, that's not your business to be meddling into. That's their business." He said.

Jungkook blushed, biting his lip and looking at the floor. "I know... It's just that... I was talking to Namjoon and he seemed so hurt, and I just want to try and figure out what happened because it could be a misunderstanding." He muttered.

Taehyung sighed, turning around and grabbing a notepad and pen, scribbling something onto it before ripping it out and handing it to Jungkook.

"That's Yoongi's address. I'm not saying he will tell you, but if he does, it's up to him. Don't pressure him into it. It's a sensitive topic." Taehyung said.

Jungkook nodded, smiling and running forward, hugging him tightly.

Taehyung let out a 'hmph' from the sudden force, eyes wide but nevertheless hugged him back.

"Thanks Tae. I owe you one!" He said, letting go and hopping onto his bike, about to ride off.

"Wait, Kook." Taehyung called out, clearing his throat, the tips of his ears a bit red.

Jungkook looked back at him, an adorable smile on his face. "Hm?"

"Wanna um... wanna hang out later?" Taehyung asked, leaning against the counter.

"Sure! I'll stop by tonight." He said, waving and pedalling off.

Taehyung couldn't control the big smile that made it's way onto his face, watching Jungkook leave.

Knock knock knock.

Jungkook stood outside Yoongi's house. It was on the beach, very nautical outside. He even saw some familiar surfboards leaning against the side of the house, reminding Jungkook of how Yoongi would always use those specific boards and nothing else.