BCF: Wish Upon A Star (Namjin)

I Identify As A Monster: 태형

[Play the soundtrack above when Taehyung and Jungkook are talking]

THROUGH THE CLOSET blinds Taehyung could see the strange man advancing to the bed where Geongmin was hiding under. Despite her trembling body, she had a fierce look, as if she was trying to convince herself she was a hero straight out of a comic book patiently waiting for the right moment where she'd swoop in and single handedly take both intruders on.

As he watched one of them approach the bed, his heart practically began beating out of his chest. He could hear nothing else but the roar of adrenaline in his ears, pulsating through every capillary and vein in his head.

I have to help her, he old himself. He'll find her at this rate.

So he texted Jungkook before throwing his phone at the opposite wall, breaking it. He looked back through the blinds and was oddly relieved to see the man walking away from the bed and towards him. Right as he was centimeters away, Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, hoping this all was just one bad dream. The door slid open and he forced himself to meet the eyes of the intruder.

The intruder's face was lightly shadowed by the ceiling light's position behind him, but Taehyung still managed to see his piercing gaze staring down at him, broad shoulders blocking the opening.

"So we do have a rat in here after all," he said with a deep, gruffy voice.

When Taehyung didn't say anything, the intruder kneeled down to his eye level. "Where is Kim Seok Jin?"

Taehyung had to think fast. "I'll tell you everything you need to know. But first, coffee?"

To think, he thought, just an hour ago all I had to worry about was getting the guy I like back.

He remembered standing on Jin's doorstep, sucking in a deep breath. Jin had told him Jungkook was "condo-sitting" while he and Namjoon were at the hospital. He decided to take advantage of the situation, regardless of Yoongi's advice.

He exhaled a gust of air he subconsciously had been caging in his lungs before knocking on the door. When there was no answer, he took this as an opportunity to muster up as much confidence as he could by lifting up his chin and puffing out his chest, then knocked louder and heavier. He focused on how his finger knuckles stung from the impact rather than fixating on the fact that he was probably dimwitted to do this in the first place and cowering back would only bruise his ego.

The door then opened to reveal none other than Jungkook. He raised his eyes to meet Taehyung's gaze and in that Moment he had forgotten the speech he prepared.

After a long silence, Jungkook finally initiated a conversation with, "What are you doing here?"

Taehyung blinked twice and lifted his upper body more, not realizing he had been dropping his posture. "I wanted to talk. Alone."

"Who's that?" asked a familiar voice. Geongmin came up behind him. "Oh. Oppa. What brings you here?"

"I just need to speak with Jungkook," he repeated.

Jungkook pursed his lips. "Well as you can see, we're a full house at the moment."

Taehyung opened his mouth in protest when Jungkook began to close the door, but thankfully, Min stopped him.

"Will you stop being an asshat?" she chided. "He came all this way. The polite thing to do would let him in. He's done nothing to you." She didn't wait for his response before smiling at Taehyung apologetically. "Come in."

Taehyung watched Jungkook cross-legged on the couch, rubbing his hands in circular motion in his lap anxiously. Taehyung was sitting beside him, torso facing him and knees tucked to one side of his body, leaning against the couch pillows for support. Jungkook's eyes wandered, as if looking for something to latch their gaze on other than his.