Purple Is Just A Color|| vkook

42~ I knew it

Tae POV

I can barely believe that this vacation is over again already.

It has only been eight days since we even arrived here but time flew by like nothing at all, though I feel that this week has had a great impact on a lot of things.

For one, and the most obvious change, is that after months of becoming closer, of being happy with each other and after telling each other 'I love you', I finally asked Jungkook to be my boyfriend and I still can not believe that I am no longer single.

No, I am with the most perfect boy in the world and I am so indescribably happy that I think I might just burst.

Secondly, I needed this vacation to let go of the stress the past months have brought me, the fights and the tension and the constant anxiety of being caught by anyone, of anyone, and especially Purple, finding out about whatever the fuck Jungkook and I were during spring.

And thirdly, my best friend and I needed this time away from everything so we could start working on our relationship, so we could spend all of the time we had missed during school with each other and finding back to each other without any pressure.

She looked so happy these days, laughing more than I have seen in a long time and being relaxed and loose, seeming to need a break from everything just as much as me.

We just said our goodbyes to Jungkook and our friends and walked back to the small train station in Witham so we could drive to London and ultimately return to school.

This ride will take us more or less two hours and then we'll be back at King's Cross with hundreds of people talking and Fred joining us on the train, not granting us any more silence... or privacy.

My best friend is sitting across from me, clad in very wide black sweatpants and a loose shirt, making her look young but also so at ease and comfortable I can't help but smile.

She is leaning her back against the window, her feet on the seat with her sneakers laying on the ground so she can comfortably lay a book against her thighs, reading it in the light of the morning sun.

This is the perfect moment, I think, this is the best opportunity you'll get to talk to her about... everything so fucking open your mouth!

"Princess... can we talk?" I ask, sounding more quiet and doubting than I want to but... here goes nothing.

She closes her book and sits up straight, laying it on the seat next to her so she can look at me, her warm eyes meeting mine attentively and a bit anticipating, too.

"Of course... what's up?" She asks.

I take a very deep breath and force myself to keep looking at her while speaking and not drop my gaze to the floor, which would be a lot easier.

"I- well- We...uhhm... Look your- Jungkook and I...we fuckin."

I stutter and blush madly, biting down on my lip while anticipating her feared reaction to this... more or less successful confession.
Her eyes widen in shock, her jaw drops and she doesn't move at all.

"Well, we were." I add, trying to make this situation in any way better.

Her expression is frozen though.

"We're kinda dating."

Silence. I tell her everything and all I get is SILENCE?

"Purple? You okay over there?" I ask but her mouth just opens and closes like a fish on dry land as if she was trying to actually understand what I'd just told her.

"Earth to Purple, somebody there?"
"You-" she clears her throat "-You what?!" She asks, her voice sounding very high pitched as she keeps staring at me in something I would label as absolute disbelief.
"We are da-"
"You were 'fuckin'?!" Her head tilts to the side and she accentuates her imitation of my clumsy word choice with her fingers.

"Yeah... I shouldn't have led with that..." I mumble and grin sheepishly.
"YOU WERE FUCKING?!"
"Jup, I should not have started with this." I sigh and lean back, fighting the urge to either throw myself out of the train, turn back time or bury my face in my hands.
"Yeah, no I don't think so either. I cannot believe this!"

She stands up and looks down on me, her arms crossed in front of her chest while strands of her hair fall loose from her bun and frame her slightly mad face.

"You were fucking my brother?!"

"Don't get so hung up on that 'were' will ya..." I contradict quietly, earning me an icy glare from my best friend.
She closes her eyes and scratches her forehead, opens them up again and sighs.

"I- Tae- I knew it! I fucking knew it! Why didn't I bet money on this?!"

She starts chuckling though it reminds me more of a maniac than anything else she's ever done.
"What?"
"My brother's homesexuality and you fucking around. I did know both of those facts, you little lying bastard just -well- lied to me!"
"I know... I know and... and I don't know what to tell you about... about that other than that I am glad I finally... you know, told you about it."

She nods slowly and then spins back around so she can gracefully sit back down and cross one of her legs over the other, looking at me with a lopsided grin.

"Anygays", a smirk appears on her lips, "so you and my brother. That is like you fucking my best friend. Just better. Cause it's gay."

That is when I burst into laughter.
"It's true and you can't deny it." She adds, pursing her lips slightly to hide away her own smile.
"I cer- certainly cannot!"
She smirks triumphantly.
"So we've cleared that whole mess up." She concludes and we both sigh and it feels like we just let go of a lot of baggage we had carried around with us for a long time.
"I take it you're fine with us?"

My expression turns into a more serious one again and I look up to her, worry arising inside of me.

"It will take a little to adjust but of course, as long as you don't hurt him, why wouldn't I be?"
I let out a sigh of relief.

"You don't even know how happy this makes me."
She smiles at me and leaps forward to hug me and I can feel her grin against my neck as she clings to me, her arms tight around my neck.

"I am so happy for you, you stupid dumbass. Good thing you didn't get out of my way all that time ago huh?"

I laugh and hold her even closer, feeling her heartbeat against mine.

"Good thing I was too sarcastic for you to forget me." I grin and she leans back, meeting my gaze while her eyes are glaring at me but I can see how joyfully they are glittering.

"Though I lied a bit back then... I said that Purple is just a damn color and that you aren't anything special... but that's not true. You're the most special and I don't know what I would have done without you."

"You'd be single."

Purple retorts dryly and I laugh, embracing her just a bit more close.

"And I would have one dumbass less in my life..." She adds and slides off my lap and onto the seat next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder.

We just sit there and watch the landscape change outside, on our way back home to where it all began last September.

Just before we arrive in King's Cross, she looks up to me with a smile; that smile of hers I love so much, the one that makes me feel like I deserve to be her friend, like she was just waiting to walk into my life so she can punch my arms and kick my ass and have my back... like we were always just destined to be there for each other.

My princess and I.