Enraptured || taekook ✔️

Chapter 22

Park Jimin was not happy.

For the whole lunch break, he was forced to listen to his friend rant over how embarrassed he felt because of his clumsiness and him slipping on the wet floor.

Of course, Jeon Jungkook had to be the one to catch him from falling.

It was always going to be Jeon Jungkook. Jimin already knew that.

But why? Didn't Taehyung see that there were much better options than that arrogant, cocky, rabbit-looking wimp? He wasn't even that handsome.

What was so great about Jeon Jungkook that had Taehyung evidently coming around and starting to like him?
What did he have that Jimin did not have?

The silver-haired boy had always wondered why his best friend talking about his love life bothered him so much.
Ever since he started dating his (now) ex-boyfriend, he had felt a displeasant feeling in his gut every time he saw them together.

At first he had thought it was just being protective over his best friend and his first relationship.
But soon enough, he had come to realize that that was nothing but a poor excuse. It was something way beyond that.

-

"Hey, Jiminie!"
The (back then) orange-haired boy looked up to see his best friend, smiling while sitting in his boyfriend's lap and getting hugged from behind.
He hated it.

"Yes, Tae?" The younger boy giggled cutely while getting fed a strawberry by his lover.
"My lovely boyfriend over here just asked me if we wanted to go to a party tonight. Do you want to come with us? And let's ask Hoseokie-Hyung too when he returns from the bathroom!"
Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, an unsettling feeling settling in his gut.

"But Tae, you don't go to parties. And it's a Wednesday, we have school tomorrow."
Taehyung laughed.

"I'm done with being an inexperienced goody-two-shoes. I dyed my hair silver, didn't I? That was a start. I want to go out in the real world and learn what real fun is like."
He grabbed a strand of his newly dyed silver hair and curled it around his finger, flashing a pretty smile.
His boyfriend kissed his neck from behind to show affection and support.

Jimin frowned even more at that, feeling the utmost desire to kick that boy in the face.
"I don't know, Tae. Something could happen to you. I'm a bit concerned, to be honest. Aren't you?"

"I think," Taehyung's boyfriend answered instead of him,
"that my baby should make his own decisions. I'll be there to take care of him, that'll be more than enough.
As his boyfriend, I give him all the permission he wants."
With a mischievous grin on his face, he turned Taehyung's head around and pecked his lips, the silver-haired boy complying and cupping the other's face, the look of love evident in his eyes.

Jimin wanted to puke at that sight.

'Bitch. As if he needs your permission to do anything, he's not your property,' he thought angrily, taking a sip of his chocolate milk.

He tried not to stare at the way Taehyung smiled oh-so beautifully with his ash silver strands partly covering his forehead and his eyes lighting up like a starlit sky.
He looked like a damn angel. He always did.

Jimin hated this. He wasn't supposed to feel any of these emotions.

-

Oh, that party. That party had been the biggest mistake that had ever happened.
Until today, Jimin wished it hadn't.
To be fair, there wasn't anything he could have done to prevent it but still, it haunted him 'til today.