Chapter Twenty-Seven

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THIRD PERSON's POV

"You dumbass!" she jokingly said to the younger, making him laugh for a bit as he stared at the view of the sky.

"I know," Jungkook chuckled.

"Did you know that I almost got scolded by your great hyung? That snobby attitude he always has that makes me so annoyed," she continued, making Jungkook look at her.

"Wait, who? Who in my hyungs you're talking about? Wait, you went to the dorm?!"

Hye sighed heavily.

"Yes, and it's your Yoongi hyung, the one I'm talking about yesterday back here," she said.

The younger got confused for a second, looking far away, thinking deeply as he tried to remember what Hye said the last time.

"Hold up... Yoongi hyung is your bo-"

"Yes. He is."

Jungkook's mouth turned "O" because of amusement, clapping his hands slowly because of shocks as well.

"I didn't know that! Aish, I thought Yoongi hyung hates dating," he rubbed his chin.

"He kept asking me what happened and got mad at me when I explained everything."

"He even said, "Who thought of him of drinking?!". Thank me for saving you, kid. My mind flew away after hearing his bored voice turned into a loud one, not knowing what reason I should give him," The older exclaimed, making Jungkook shake his head.

"Well, thank you then."

Right after Jungkook thanked her, the bell is heard faintly from above, making them look at each other weirdly.

"The class is starting so.." The younger didn't bother anymore. He immediately runs towards the door, heading to the stairs on the way to their room, leaving Hye calling his name from behind.

"Jungkook!"

In a matter of almost two minutes, Jungkook managed to reach the comfort room, a few blocks away from their room, gasping for air. He held his chest, patiently waiting for his breaths to go back to normal. He is panting so loudly, his heart beats rapidly.

The bell stopped ringing, so he decided to go inside their room already. Jungkook stopped his will to open the door when he felt something different building up inside his head again. He fixed everything. His hair, his necktie, his pants, everything. Closing his eyes, he whispered,

"Don't let them consume you."

Now he stood up properly, raising his hand before reaching the doorknob, opening the door widely. He then quickly bowed his head when he saw Mr. Oh looked in his direction.

"I'm sorry for being late, Mr. Oh. I have to do something urgent, something important that took me a long time before finishing it," he explained, almost whispering while remaining his head low.

"It's okay, Mr. Jeon. I just got here too. You can now go to your seat." The professor faced the board again to start writing their discussion.

There, Jungkook breaths went back to normal again. He lifted his head, standing properly before looking to his seat.

He got stunned for a second seeing Taehyung beside his seat, staring back at him. This time, he's not with Samantha. Instead, he got a piece of rose in his right hand and a chocolate bar to the other one.

The hesitation started to stop him from walking towards there. He can see Taehyung's pleading, glossy eyes looking at his. He's lucky he got his bag on his back, because if he put it right on his seat, then he'll end up sitting to the boy that tore him apart from that just happened yesterday.

Everyone almost jumped out of their seats when someone barges to the door, revealing a messy-looking Hye, here eyeing Jungkook.

"Ms. Shin, what happened to you?"

"Jungkook-shii!!" she called him loudly, making Jungkook hiss.

"What's happening?" The professor asked confused, throwing an unsure stare at both of them which are now looking at each other.

"Can you stop shouting? It's embarrassing," he whispered, but enough for Hye to hear it.

Not knowing what to do, Hye just rolled her eyes, not too obvious, smiling at the professor before sitting down in her seat.

"Isn't Ms. Shin the one that gave you a piece of rose here before, Mr. Jeon?"

Both of them again looked at each other. Eyes wide open, looking up and down.

"No!" They both said in sync with their high-pitch voice, making them gasp together, covering their mouths with their hand at the same time.

The reaction they showed made the whole class laugh, looking at each other in amusement.

Hye winked at Jungkook, giving a we-snapped-look. Made Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head.

"I guess we already know the answer now," the professor added, smiling widely before going back, facing the board again.

"You two look good together," that one student says at the other side of the room.

"I agree!"

"Me too!" said the other one, and the other one. They look at each other in disgust, shaking their heads.

"We're just friends," they answered at the same time again making all of them laugh once more.

"There's no such thing as friends between a friendship of a boy and a girl," that girl said laughing, writing down to her paper.

"There is!" they both said at the same time as before, just making them feel embarrassed about it.

"Okay, it's enough. Your reactions are already obvious for us to know the answer."

Both of the younger and the older just sighed, not knowing what to answer to them. Hye is already writing and he is the only one standing in the front right now. He needs to sit down and write notes already.

He then looked in his seat's direction, seeing Taehyung still sitting beside his chair but this time, looking at him with pain and sadness in his eyes. The tears almost falling is visible from his eyesight as he felt something broke inside him, but he remained his unbothered stare, making his heart tighten more.

They looked at each other for a few more seconds, not until Taehyung broke it first by standing up to the chair, leaving the rose and the bar of chocolate on top of his armchair, going to the very left seat, five chairs away from his.

Someone held his arm from his side. He looked at her which has now worried about the situation between the two males. Jungkook just gave her a warm smile that's why she pulled her hands on his arms, letting him go.

Jungkook walked to his seat, feeling his chest grew heavier and heavier with every step he takes. Now that he reached it already, he quickly sat down, glancing at his broken lover that is now staring for away.

"I hate it seeing you like this...Taehyung."

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