timelines | j.jk × k.th

MT chapter: 6

Medieval Timeline: Jungkook's POV

Taehyung seemed to be pondering over something deeply.

I waited and said,

"You don't have to answer if you wish not to."

I noticed that the topic had been too personal.

He sighed.

"I don't see a reason not to confess."

"I was 12 when she passed away. I didn't really realize the impact she had on my life. My father had at first relented to let me accompany you on this trip because we always have been together since she died. And perhaps he had the fear of losing another loved one."

He said somberly.

For some odd reason I felt sad, as if a part of me was taken from my body.

The words kept tumbling out,

"I haven't told anybody except for you. I don't know the reason but I felt like I could trust you, no matter how stupid and thick-headed you are."

He broke into a smirk, cheering himself up by demeaning me.

For once he was being serious.

We both stared out at the sea.

The ship creaked with every passing wave.

I just wanted to lie there with Taehyung by my side.

Wait what?

I didn't keep track of time and soon I drifted off into a deep slumber.

***

The morning sun shone on my face, forcing me awake.

I quickly got up realizing I had fallen asleep.

Taehyung wasn't there next to me.

He must have gone down when I fell asleep.

I rubbed my face and stretched.

I looked down at my hands which were smeared with black ink.

What happened to my hands?

I shrugged it off and went to wash them.

Jin hyung was passing by.

Suddenly he broke into fits of laughter, while looking at my face.

I looked at him confused as he tried to control his laughter.

Yoongi looked at me, a smirk crept on his face.

"Jungkook you look so beautiful today. For some reason, I prefer you like this."

He said.

I kept walking, all the while a bunch of deck workers staring at me wide-eyed.

I was so confused.

Finally I met Taehyung.

"I must say you look very dashing today. If you look at your reflection, I can assure that you might become as handsome Jin hyung."

He said a mischevious grin playing on his face.

I almost ran to look at myself in the mirror.

I gasped.

My face had been smeared with black ink and on my forehead had been written 'pabo'.

A line had been drawn on my upper lip to mock a mustache.

The same had been done on my chin to make it look like I had a french beard.

I clenched my fists.

"JUNG TAEHYUNG!!"

I yelled.

He began to run, laughing at me.

I ran faster and soon caught up with him as he dodged my grip.

He was about to enter my room when I wrapped my arms behind him and around his waist.

The momentum caused us to both trip and fall on the floor.

My hands were still around him as we made contact with the floor.

I was on top of him and we both stared at each other.

"Jungkook..."

He said breathlessly.

I continued to get lost in his eyes.

"You look like a French butler."

He said laughing again.

Just then Jin hyung walked in.

"What in the..."

He trailed off.

Then he smiled.

Real wide.

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