Edited || k.th x j.jk

Prologue

"Do you want to die," Jungkook threatened.

Taehyung obnoxiously laughed, "You should've seen the look on your face!" The older zoomed in on Jungkook features, capturing every detail of the younger.

Jungkook rolled his eyes with a petit smile plastered on his lips, "Two can play that game." And with that he began running after Taehyung, thus resulting in the other screaming like a child with the camera swinging around.

Taehyung ran into his bed room, semi-locking the door but not completely to keep Jungkook out. The latter broke into the room, the door almost flying off its hinges after experiencing the sudden blow. Taehyung was pushed against the wall, the camera between him and his best friend.

Jungkook neared the blonde's face; Taehyug looked directly into his doe eyes.
He's too close, he thought as the ravenette was only centimeters away. Taehyung began to feel hot, he was sure his cheeks were tinted with the color pink. Jungkook on the other hand was casually smirking before reaching out to Taehyung's waist to tickle him. "Kook! Stop it I can't breathe!" Taehyung plead for mercy as he almost doubled over.

"Well then maybe next time you wouldn't be such a prick and keep scaring me like that!" Jungkook said as he continued his actions of making the older feel miserably numb.

"I'm sorry but our fans will love it," Taehyung grinned as he held up the camera to Jungkook's face once more. "I'm going to title it: pranking my best friend for 24 hours." The blonde did in fact feel a pang in his chest after announcing the certain words from his own mouth.

Just best friends. Oh how much I wish we could be more than just that.

He immediately shook the thought out of his head, not tempting his heart to shatter as it always does.

Jungkook shook his head with a subtle sigh, "Better get some views."

"With our millions of subscribers? Duh," Taehyung cackled.

Jungkook hummed, "Almost at two million huh? I bet we have to do some crazy shit to beat that Swedish dude."

"Jungkook I already told you several times," Taehyung deadpanned. "There's no way we can beat Pewdiepie."

"Why not? He's only like 102 million subscribers away. . ." The younger pouted.

Taehyung rolled his eyes playfully, "Just keep dreaming."

I don't mind dreaming about you, Taehyung mentally slapped himself (again).

Just then there were knocks on the door of their apartment. With a beam, Jungkook immediately got off Taehyung and sprinted to the door, hearing the click on the door unlocking and being thrown open yet again, followed by small talk and laughter.

Taehyung decided to come see what was going on, and he assumed correct.

A girl standing inside his and Jungkook's apartment. Her dark locks following just below her shoulders, her small yet plump lips gave her a natural pout. She was beautiful indeed to any man, but to Taehyung she was a simple girl.

After all, he was gay.

"Hey Taehyung, meet my girlfriend Tzuyu," Jungkook smiled with his eyes shaped like crescent moons.

And there it was again, the pain. His heart felt heavy once again, tears threatening to fall. But why should he feel this way? After all Jungkook was only his best friend, his straight best friend. The blonde should be happy with whoever the younger decides to date, but it always comes back in the same delivery.

A heartbreak.

"Are you ready to go?" Tzuyu asked in a voice doused in sweetness.

"Of course baby, let me just grab my keys," Jungkook said with delight in his eyes.

I wish he would look at me like that.

But he never did.

"Oh, you're leaving?" Taehyung deciphered his words late.

"Yeah, sorry I forgot to tell you earlier but I'm going on a date," Jungkook rubbed the back of his head.

"Oh," was all Taehyung said.

"Hey I'll be back soon, but if I'm not tonight you know what that means," Jungkook clicked his tongue with a wink while grabbing his bike keys.

And there it was again.

Did he mention it? He'll say it again:

Heartbreak.

He began to prep for what he always does for this matter:

Taehyung tossed the camera to aside and walked to the bathroom, whipping out his phone to go through his playlist of hopeless romantic music. The melody played after an ad popped up for unlimited skips and no interruptions, thus resulting in the blonde to curse at the lady for having such an irritating voice.

At last the ad was over and he slammed his phone on the sink's counter, his device singing a song about (of course) heartbreak. He walked under the shower head and turned on the faucet, drenching in the cool yet painful droplets that slapped him in the face simply because he made the biggest mistake of falling for his best friend.

The poor boy sobbed once again, closing his eyes shut as he felt the water from the shower mix with his natural tears. Despite his current setting to be iconic: him listen ting to depressing music while taking a cold shower with his clothes on. His heart never listened to his orders.

It's like his logical angel was having a heated argument with his gay devil.

"Just stop liking him already! He's straight!" The angel spoke.

"But he lowkey highkey fine though." the devil retorted, "No cap."

"You're not helping!" The angel scolded the tiny creature relaxing on Taehyung's left shoulder.

"I mean I'm just saying, you see that body he's got? He can pound me into the mattress anytime."

"I'm trying to help him here."

"Yeah I'm also trying to help, help him get a good fuck that is."

"Oh for fuck's sake."

"You're an angel you're not supposed to be saying those profanities!"

"Can you guys shut up," Taehyung ended his imaginative bickering. He sighed as he leaned back into the freezing tile wall— he could care less however; he just needed to get Jungkook off his mind permanently.

But that's hard, especially if he's been merely obsessed with the younger for three years, lives under the same roof as him, and has to make YouTube videos with him.

Taehyung only imaged how much easier his life would be if he never met Jungkook, but then again couldn't think of what he would do without him.

If only life was like a video, where you can edit whoever, whatever, whenever.

I would edit you and I together.