mercury.
jungkook's head felt like mercury.
perhaps if he hadn't stayed up almost all night staring at a computer screen, he would feel so much better. too late to change that now.
"i'm dying." he groaned as he fell onto the sofa in the shared living room. "i'm actually dying."
yoongi sat on the sofa next to him, curled up with a bowl of cereal on his lap. "you're not dying, you just have a headache."
"i feel like i'm dying!" he whined, moving his face from in the cushion to face yoongi. "i regret my decisions."
a spoonful of sugar shovelled itself into yoongi's mouth, chewing slowly. he simply watched the youngest lie on the couch completely still. "what did you do?"
"i was playing overwatch all night." he mumbled. "and now i have a headache." jungkook pouted a little before sitting up. "where is everyone..?"
"shopping." yoongi placed his now-empty bowl on the coffee table. "i offered to stay back to wait for you to wake up, i couldn't be arsed going."
jungkook nodded a little and rubbed his throbbing head. he pulled out his phone, sending taehyung a message.
taetae☕️
what time will you be back :(
my head hurts
n
i want cuddles :(aw baby 🥺🧡💜💞💗💓❤️
we'll be back in 5-10 minutes
i've got you some banana milkomg 🥺 what would i do without you
same goes 💞💞
jungkook smiled a little to himself before putting his phone back into his pocket, cuddling up to himself on the sofa.
he noticed yoongi staring at him, so he stared back.
"you love taehyung don't you?" he asked, sipping his cup of coffee.
did he love taehyung? he couldn't, that would be insane.
he stayed quiet, staring down at the carpeted floor. his mind ran to every single memory that they had together like a film reel. perhaps he could find himself, in another universe maybe, loving taehyung. like that one talk they had in the kitchen that time.
"no." he answered quietly. "i couldn't."
"who's stopping you?"
"kim taehyung himself." he smiled sadly. "i can't do it. maybe in some surreal dimension where we're normal, but no. not like this."
yoongi nodded slowly. jungkook had come out to the rest of the guys on the day where the rumours started. luckily, they were all extremely supportive, especially jimin and yoongi. it wasn't a secret that yoongi was somewhere on the spectrum, however he was extremely quiet about it and would shoot down the conversation whenever it started.
"honestly, kook. do you want to know what i think?"
jungkook turned his head to look at him.
"i think you're extremely stupid and plain blind if you think taehyung doesn't have feelings for you." yoongi sipped his coffee once more. "it's easy to see. all of us have noticed it."
"what do you mean..?"
"yep, you're blind." the elder stood up with his cup in his hand, making his way to the kitchen. "ignore me. do you want some hot chocolate?"
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Fanficfor jungkook, living the life of a closeted star is hard. especially with his extremely attractive, extremely (physically) experimental bandmate, kim taehyung. they begin to enjoy eachother's company - a little too much - but to what cost? is a budd...