Thin Walls

Chapter 11

Jungkook's POV in the first part is in italics

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When Taehyung got into bed this morning at 1:27AM, is mind was still very much active.

Thoughts swirled through his head about the conversation he had with Jungkook barely twenty minutes ago. 'Open and casual.' He tries recalling a particular moment when Jungkook may have deduced that he'd ever be willing to partake in something like that. If anything, Taehyung thought he radiated committed boyfriend vibes, but now found himself second guessing certain things.

Was he too kind? But the world needs more kind people, so is there really any harm in that? Did he do anything to excite Jungkook? He can't remember ever intentionally making a move on Jungkook, or did he? Fuck, he doesn't know. He just prayed that by the time he woke up the next morning he would've forgotten all about it.

Yeah, that was wishful thinking.

When he woke up in the morning he was hit with the memory of the events from last night. He held his head in his hands and recalled everything. Suddenly he wasn't angry at Jungkook more, but more embarrassed by the way he reacted to the whole situation. He flopped back down onto his bed and pulled his pillow up to his face, screaming into it for a good minute before throwing it across the room and taking three deep breaths.

He couldn't stop his mind from thinking about last night. Maybe he shouldn't have been so sensitive about the whole thing. It's clear that Jungkook was just trying to be honest and warn him about what he'd be getting himself into if he ever thought of dating him. Not that he had, well not until last night at least.

As a normal human being with a fairly good pair of eyes, he knows that Jungkook is handsome and sexy and muscular and- Woah, no Taehyung no! But yes, Jungkook is well... Jungkook. But that's it, just plain attraction. The whole idea of actually dating him was terrifying. Why? Jungkook liked to fuck around. How was he supposed to compete with all the other people, mostly girls, that Jungkook would sleep with? He could never keep up with his sex drive nor give him what those girls could down the line, so there would be no point in even considering this.

Then why is he?

"Ugh why is this messing with my head so much?!" He threw another pillow at the wall as he cried out. This is the reason why people tell you to stay away from these men, to save you from all this confusion and self-doubt. But fuck, this is Jeon Jungkook. Taehyung had to continuously remind himself that he's strong and doesn't need this. That he'll find someone worth all this contemplation and not waste his time on some playboy. He's spiralling out of control.

He threw another pillow at the wall before letting out another frustrated cry. He continued his whale call until he heard three knocks coming from the wall. He tilted his head to the side, ears trying to locate the source but he couldn't see anything.

"Are we talking in morse code Kim? I swear three knocks means something." Jungkook was sleeping peacefully until he heard the hard thuds against the wall. In all honesty, he thought something was wrong, so he hurriedly got out of bed and walked to the wall, but clamed himself before knocking.

Right, the thin walls.

"Uhh no, I was just uhm having a pillow fight...?" Taehyung slapped himself. He could've said so many things. So many, but he went with that? Way to go embarrassing yourself even more.

Jungkook smiled, imagining the whole scenario in his head. "By yourself? That doesn't sound like too much fun. Let me come over we can have a pillow fight, maybe do some pillow talk as well-"