Enraptured || taekook ✔️

Chapter 35

On the next school day, everyone from Taehyung's little meet-up was excessively tired and drained out of energy, their heads pounding because of being so wasted on the day before.

During their first period, Hoseok didn't even lift his head off his desk one single time, the brunette had a hard time keeping his eyes open, leaning his head onto his palm and his eyelids constantly fluttering close, then abruptly opening again.
Jimin just stared into the distance blankly, evidently not being that affected.

There was one single thought that kept Taehyung awake, Jungkook.
He shouldn't make such a huge fuss over simply some... suggestive Instagram comments he was dared to post but he couldn't help but be a tad worried since he was not allowed to clear it up until today evening.

Did he see? And what did he think?

What if he thinks I'm some sort of creep? Or he thinks I like him, like, like-like him?

But Taehyung, you actually do like him!, a small voice in the back of his head lectured him. Of course, he was about to ignore that thought and push it away briefly but he couldn't help but think about it.

He had been in love before, he knew what it felt like. Though it was anything but real love, of course. But still, he definetely recognized some patterns.
His heart fluttering. His lips smiling. His cheeks blushing. His insides making him feel weak in his knees whenever he faced him or thought of facing him.
He was this close to crushing on the other boy.

The fact that Jungkook came into his mind whenever he was bored or had nothing to do was not helping at all.

He did not know what to think of it. What if he ended up falling in love with him and got hurt again? Was he willing to take a risk for something he wasn't even sure about yet? For someone who probably just considered him as a friend?
Just give it some time and stop overthinking, Taehyung.

"Okay, class dismissed!," the elderly, balding teacher shouted, the shrill school bell ringing and signalling the students' well-deserved break loudly.

The whole class immediately packed up all their exercise books and rushed out of the door while enthusiastically chatting with each other. Taehyung, who most certainly could not relate, forced himself out of his seat and was about to bring Hoseok with him when he saw the older still passed out on his desk.

He sighed. "I should let him sleep. Minnie, let's go outside." The brunette gestured his other best friend to spend break time with him, exiting the classroom without any sorts of thoughts. Well, except for a certain raven-haired boy who somehow wouldn't leave his mind alone for a second. There wasn't even any specific situation he was thinking about, just... him. It was hard to explain.

"Taehyung." Not paying any attention, the younger kept walking, now somehow thinking about how good Jungkook had looked in that yellow shirt and those ripped jeans. So tidy.

"Taehyung." Still not listening, his mind now drifted away to Jungkook wearing his signature leather jacket with that specific smile on his face whenever he was being cheeky. How could someone look so dangerous yet so safe and familiar at the same time?

"Kim Taehyung, why aren't you listening?! This is important!," Jimin now shouted, grabbing his wrist and turning him around, making him gasp and widen his eyes.
"Wh-What's wrong, Minnie?"

"Don't you 'What's wrong, Minnie?' me, how could you not tell me?" Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows, now starting to get confused. And scared.
"What are you talking about?," he asked quietly, eyes big and round.