Go Ahead and Cry: Sope

🌑 Two- Jeon Jungkook 🌑

"Hey you piece of shit, I see what you're doing to the new kid." Kyong, the dude my ex was fucking behind my back poked my shoulder, trying to force me backwards. I didn't even flinch.

"Leave me alone, dumbass."

"Watch it."

"Drop it, and go on about your day, maybe go out there and learn the alphabet, it'll be good for you. Don't forget to drink milk, it'll help you be big and strong when you grow up!" I flashed him a smile, but let it quickly sink to a frown.

"You know, I think Ji-Yeon might think your new boyfriend, hm, maybe we should play a fun little game."

"Do whatever the hell you want, I couldn't care less." I started walking away, but I was shoved against the wall.

"Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you."

I punched him in the gut with all my power, releasing his hold on my shoulders. I shoved him back and continued to walk away.

"I'll walk wherever I want." I scoffed as I kept walking.

I had better things to worry about than stupid frat boys that only think about pussy. I walked down the empty, barren hallways, headphones on, music pumping. After a while of wandering around the bell screamed signaling it was time for my first class.

Mornings left me feeling like shit, but nothing gave me energy like making music. I walked into the digital music room and checked in with the teacher.

After talking to him I started heading to the theater where the pianos were kept, but before I could get there I saw him again. I knew I couldn't let him see me because Kyong had probably gotten to him, I mean they had the same major, so I knew they'd at least talked.

I walked through the door and out on to the stage, rolling the bench out from one of the pianos and sitting down. The last person to play it left the cover up, so I lightly brushed the very tips of my fingers across the delicate keys and closed my eyes. The chords I switched from sounded pretty with an underlying eeriness, I began humming the song I wrote, but stopped when I heard something behind me.

I whipped my head around to find Jungkook, a freshman, under a bunch of boxes.

"Sorry!" He yelled, his voice muffled by the cardboard.

"Do you need help?" I was quick to jump off my bench and rush to his aid.

"Help would be nice!"

Jungkook was good at everything, smooth with girls, athletic, musically gifted, and his dancing was extremely clean, his movements precise and sharp.

I pushed all the boxes off of him and he smiled at me, his shiny black hair all messed up.

"Thanks again for saving me."

"Anytime." I turned to walk back to the piano, but he grabbed my wrist and turned me back to face him.

"I came here to talk to you, not to get killed by a stack of boxes."

"Sorry but I'm not exactly in the mood-"

"I just!" He sighed, "Sorry for cutting you off, I just wanted to apologize for the way it happened." He looked at the ground and we stood in silence for a bit. "You should be able to choose when you come out and who you come out to. It surprises me that scum as low as that exist."

"Thanks, Jungkook."

"I want to let you know you aren't alone..." He drifted off, but then caught up with his thoughts. "Do you know Taehyung? He's a music major, plays the saxophone and likes to sing."

"Yeah, I think I know who you're talking about."

"I've known him since we were five years old. When I first met him I felt weird, I wasn't sure how to exactly describe it, but I knew it was weird. It wasn't like I had felt with my other friends, he just had this way about him I guess. I wanted to be just like him, I looked up to him and tried to copy his every move. As we grew up together I began to realize the feelings I had for Taehyung weren't feelings of really really wanting to be best friends, but I was still confused. Those thoughts just all seemed so fuzzy, but once I hit seventh grade the realization that I was in love with him hit me harder than a bag of rocks. I've been able to hide it for all these years, but the fact that he now has a girlfriend is not helping."

Jungkook had caused me to enter a state of shock.

Infamous ladies man, smooth talker, freshman class heartthrob, Jeon Jungkook, was in love with his best friend, Kim Taehyung.