𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 ~ a VMINKOOK story

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Taehyung P.O.V.-

Our orders arrived and we started eating. I looked at Jungkook and he gave me a small grin, giving me goosebumps. I looked down at my chicken salad, and back at their burgers. I rushed, and chose the first thing I saw. I'm definitely regretting it now.

Jimin immediately started eating his burger, but I noticed Jungkook hesitating. He was spacing out, a cute dazed look plastered all over his face. It was about noon, golden hour coming up, and looking at his rosy cheeks, button nose, the glare on his eyes gazing into the distance, it felt like time had stopped for a moment.

I smiled to myself and tapped his leg with my foot, under the table. He looked at me, flushed and looked back down at the untouched food, as if being caught thinking about something he shouldn't have been. Or maybe, he really was thinking about something he shouldn't have been. I couldn't help but feel butterflies, thinking, "What if he's thinking about me?"

I got cut off of my thoughts from a tiny nudge against my shoulder. Looking to the side, there's my boyfriend. My love. The one I should be thinking about all this time. I bit my lip, feeling suddenly exposed and heartrending. 

"Are you gonna eat.. Tae?" Jimin quickly glanced at Jungkook, as if he can't call me 'babe' as he usually does because we have company. It hurt, but I feel like I deserve it. I nod in response.

I picked up the fork and started to stab at the leaves in the black granite bowl in front of me. Jimin noticed my hesitance, so he tapped me and leaned into my ear and whispered, "Taetae, are you okay? You usually get a burger- are you watching your weight or is something wrong?"

He backed away again and looked at me with a slightly confused and slightly concerned look in his eyes.

God, my heart beats for that boy.

I smiled at him and leaned into his ear, same as he just had, and responded, "I'm alright, Jiminie. I guess I am just watching my weight a little."

I don't know why I lied, but I felt too horrible to tell him that I was flustered and made the wrong choice. Flustered by someone that wasn't him.

I sat back and he smiled at me and poked my stomach, giving me the cutest thumbs up I've ever seen. I couldn't help but simper and give a thumbs up back.

Looking at the salad, I realized I wasn't even that hungry anymore. My heart ached because of all the lies that was weighing it down, and I had lost my appetite. I stabbed at the placid lettuce some more, before feeling a soft warm hand slide into mine.

My heart soared for a quick moment, remembering that he's mine. That we can do that now. I never thought it was possible that I'd be holding my best friends hand, feeling my heart beat faster and faster. I stuck some salad into my mouth, in a better mood than I was in just a second ago.

Just then, we heard a sniffle and I felt both me and Jimin look up.

Jungkook was smiling at the two of us, and I felt my cheeks suddenly burn. I don't know why, but I felt abashed. In a twisted way, his smile almost looked annoyed, and I couldn't help but feel as if though it was because of me. Jimin suddenly let go of my hand, feeling the tension. I didn't like it, but I was also grateful. It was a weird mix.

"How's the food, hyung?" He was staring directly into my soul, as if challenging me. Challenging me to talk back, to respond, to give him the answer he wants.

"It's- good. But, looking at you guys' burgers, I'm starting to regret it a little." I gave an empty chuckle, trying to change the topic.

Jungkook responded with a passive aggressive half-scoff-half-laugh sounding thing. It made me feel like I disappointed him. Jimin spoke up, seemingly making things worse.