I Can't See You (On Hiatus)

十八

もう一度愛すること。

Jungkook POV

My head hurts like crazy when I wake up. I rub the sleep from my eyes, and my gaze comes to focus on the unfamiliar scene I have opened my eyes to. I'm lying on a bed covered by a simple blanket and two pillows. My clothes are folded on a chair. Someone walks out from the bathroom, a towel around his neck, wearing only boxer shorts.

"You're awake," He smiles. "Are you feeling okay?"

I crease my eyes, and my sight focuses.

Taehyung.

Memories are coming back to me now.

"I..." My head pounds suddenly. "My head hurts."

Taehyung places a glass of water and an Aspirin into my hand.

"Here, this should help," He says sincerely. "Sorry, I'm not very good at taking care of hangovers."

"Have you never gotten hungover?" I ask.

"No," He admits sheepishly. "Guess I've never really had a good reason to get drunk."

"Boring," I tease, gulping down the pill. "And I was beginning to think you were fun last night."

Tae's eyes widen, and his cheeks go a bright shade of rouge. 

"D-do you remember everything from last night?" He asks meekly. 

"Bits and pieces are a bit blurry, but yes, I do remember."

Taehyung abruptly becomes shy, and he picks up his shirt and covers his front, which I just realise is bare. Underneath the thin white fabric, the outlines of a toned stomach show. Strange, I think. I didn't take Tae for body conscious.

"So..." He says quietly. "You remember us dancing?"

I laugh.

"You were very good."

Taehyung bites his lip thoughtfully.

"And you remember..." his voice trails off as he looks at me.

"Yes," I swallow. "I remember the kiss."

"A-and you remember what you said?" his voice is shaking now.

My chest hurts a little from my heart fluttering so much.

"Taehyung, of course I do."

In the golden light of the morning, I see a tear spill from the edge of his eye. 

"And do you mean it?"

I lean forward and pull him into my arms.

"Of course I do."

The headache is no longer effective. Instead, I am dizzy. Dizzy with the scent of whatever shampoo Tae uses, as his hair tickles my nose when his head fits into the crook of my neck. My breathing is ragged, my mind still struggling to believe this is all happening. 

"What does this mean for us?" Taehyung asks, eyes blinking innocently up at me. I run two fingers through his wet hair. 

"It means anything," I reply. "Anything is possible."

Tae smiles a little.

"Well okay, but what does this mean for our..." He sucks in his cheeks. "Our relationship?"

I dip my head, so our faces are centimetres apart and we're staring directly into each others eyes.

"Whatever you want us to be." I whisper. 

Taehyung takes a shaky breath.

"How do I know you're not lying?"

I close my eyes, and kiss him again.

What is this wonderous feeling? I think as my heart explodes with fireworks. Every time Tae's lips touch mine I just selfishly want more of this joyous feeling. I want to feel more. I want to be greedy. 

Taehyung's fingers run up and down my spine, until they stop on my waist. He hoists me onto his lap, and I bury my face into his neck. It's my turn to start crying.

"Jungkook! Oh my god, don't cry," Tae comforts. "Hey, isn't this moment supposed to be happy?"

I smile through my tears, not able to stop myself from laughing. I hold his hand.

"I still have things I need to tell you," I say. "Things from your past, things you don't know-"

Taehyung presses a finger to my mouth. 

"Focus on the present for now, won't you?"

I nod, the same familiar warm feeling spreading through my bones. Tae glances at the watch on his wrist, and winces.

"Shit, I promised Jimin I'd meet up with him soon," He curses, before looking at me with sad eyes. "I'm sorry Jungkook, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Deep down I wish we had the morning to ourselves, cos all I want right now is a nice long hug.

"It's okay," I manage to say. "I'll go visit my brother."

Taehyung quickly slips on his T-shirt, kisses me on the cheek, and rushes out the door, leaving me sitting on the bed, in a hopeless daze.

Kim Taehyung and I kissed.

Kim Taehyung and I were definetely more than friends. 

A stupid, giggly smile spreads over my face. 

I reach for my phone.

You: namjoon

You: namjoon where r u

You: hey

You: hey

@joon: well, good morning to you too.

You: JOON

@joon: yes, jungkook I'm here

You: is yoongi still at the hospital

@joon: oh

@joon: yea

You: ok thx

@joon: jungkook, u know he doesn't want u to worry about him

You: I know

@joon: jungkook...

@joon: u know him best

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