bisect my angle

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before tzuyu could protest, jungkook shoved a sushi piece in her mouth. "you should be thanking me." she softens as she chews, he was helping her out. like how best friends do.  but she was embarrassed to think that he would go that far as to write her @ and not his own, on a bill.

jungkook stands to go to the bathroom, leaving tzuyu alone at the small table on the floor. she blinks.

"I haven't touched my account in a while.."

in her pocket, she takes out her phone, re-downloading the twilight coloured app. the last time she used it was a year ago. it wasn't really her concern to go on it, when she could be doing something much more productive. having abandoned the app prevented her from unnecessary procrastination. tzuyu deleted it once and for all because of her addiction with the endless scrolling, and temporary entertainment it served. she figured she would be better without it.

she didn't care for the likes nor the comments either, the only thing that mattered to her was the memory created with the post. tzuyu was nonchalant about it, overall.

one similarity between the two best friends, was their inactivity in their social media accounts. unopened dms and their absences were the norm.

once re-downloaded, tzuyu was shocked to have found a bunch who have requested to follow her, and people who have flooded her dms.

through jimin's last text a year ago before they drifted, a question about an assignment, and other messages she forgot to reply to.

"oops" she sunk from her straight sitting position to a more slouched one— she discreetly chews on her sushi, mouth full. it had cream cheese, avocado, fried tempura, and caviar.

seeing the dms upon dms that she never opened, she wondered if she would reply back to them or not? she chuckled in guilt.

and onto the follow requests she went–

a particular icon caught her attention, on the very top. the most recent one.

pressing on the profile, her jaw dropped, the feed, the aesthetic, everything. was akin to her ideal. was of her interests.

"how out of the world are you?"

"so you're stalking now, huh?"

"jungkook, look–"

she shows her screen to him. jungkook inspects it closely while looking at her wide-eyed expression. "his profile photo's pretty hot."

he pokes the screen, pressing on the home button afterward– in which tzuyu dismissed as a form of teasing. she closes her phone ultimately, facing jungkook who was laughing cheekily.

"you honestly need to be protected." he says, popping a sushi, "you're so naïve sometimes," he meant to say but came out as gibberish with his mouth full.

tzuyu merely shrugs, missing his point, opening the tv.

"I found this movie, I thought you might like." she says, opening netflix.

"it's called love, simon"

jungkook's eyes sparkled when he looks at tzuyu, his expression falters, for a second , "tzu, I introduced that movie to you a year or two ago–" and his face lights up again, "but!!! they put it up again?" he asked excitedly, the trailer playing out.

"we watched this? I don't remember." she tried hard to think back but jungkook placed a hand on the top of her head–

"we've watched far too many movies together, I don't blame you if you don't remember." he snickers, ruffling tzu's hair after, "don't think too much about it."

jungkook sits back and smiles as the movie plays before them. it was the thought behind tzuyu's reason that made his heart warm. opposites in gender, but same likings in preferred sexual orientation, jungkook always appreciated the moments where tzuyu picks up on small details, or showed him something that reminded her of him.

it makes him feel loved and appreciated.

he cuddles up beside her like normal. tzuyu usually stays still and lets him put his head on her lap– and that's it. but he felt withdrawal from her, which was a tiny move . . but he – who was sensitive enough -noticed.

jungkook just looks up at her as she nibbles on her straw.

"the movie's up there jeon."

he heaves a sigh before sitting up entirely, creating a small gap between them.

"I know."

—☽—

"hey tzu?"

"yeaaaa?"

"have you ever questioned?"

"questioned what?"

"your sexuality."

tzuyu swivels on her chair, momentarily leaving the clothing piece she was working on under the lamp-lit workplace. jungkook was nearing the end of the movie.

she paused to think about it. but it never once crossed her mind, liking a girl.

"no..."

"not even once?"

"yea, why?"

"just asking, you're getting a roommate,
that might change hehe."

"PPFT, as if. but why? do you still?"

"sometimes."

tzuyu gasps

"I thought you're 101% gay????"

"of course I am, but–

he pauses seeing a kiss scene between simon and bram.

"110?" he locks eyes with tzuyu,

"yea. make that a hundred and
ten percent."