❝that's what happened, huh?
it's okay, jungkook
just admit you love him❞
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childhood friends jikook au where jungkook finally realizes he's in love with his...
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The next morning, Jungkook sat up in a daze. He hadn't gotten much sleep because of the night's events and his eyes were laced in a dark shadow and little bits of eye-sand clustered into the corners. In short, the 18-year-old brunette was quite tired.
He stretched, still curled up in the chair he had been sitting in earlier. He was also still wearing his usual white t-shirt and his jeans. He'd taken off his timberlands but overall he was in his clothes from the night before.
Jungkook is reminded of the night's events and he hastily looks at the bed. When he sees Jimin stir, he feels his heart convulse. Jimin looks very cute all curled up in blankets with sleepy eyes.
Jimin sits up, his hair messy as fuck, and yawns widely. Jungkook smiles lovingly at the elder, but when Jimin's attention is repurposed, the brunette skillfully wipes the stupid grin off his face.
"Kookie?" Jimin asks. Jungkook stands and comes to sit next to his friend.
"What the fuck happened last night?" The orange haired male asks. The brunette gulps before replying cautiously.
"Why do you ask?" He stutters but masks it well.
"I can't remember anything past that bouncer checking me out." He says nonchalantly. Jungkook's eyebrows curl into a more angular shape, and he's thankful Jimin isn't looking at him, otherwise he'd ask questions. "He was cute..." Jimin finishes, trailing his sentence behind him. Jungkook's fist clenches around the soft white bedsheets and he struggles not to shout the truth at Jimin then and there.
"Well, you were drunk off your ass and eventually you fell asleep. I found Taehyung and we took you here." He concludes. It isn't completely false, he simply hid the scary details. Kind of like when you watch a PG13 movie with a little kid, you cover their eyes during the scary parts.
Jimin nods, and Jungkook is relieved he accepts the story. The pair stay like that for a while, Jimin's head of beautifully messy orange locks resting on Jungkook's broad, muscular shoulder. Jungkook has trouble staying calm. What the hell is going on with him today?
Eventually Jimin shoves himself off of Jungkook and his hand lingers on the brunette's shoulder. "Hmm, my tummy hurts." He says. "I'm gonna go throw up now." Jimin groans, getting up and tossing himself into the washroom. Jungkook giggles and closes the door behind him.
As he closes the door, he feels something inside him drop and he doesn't know what it is. He has an idea but he struggles to cope with it. No, he couldn't possibly feel that way. It's not right. Jungkook tries to push the thought out of his head but this time it wouldn't go away. Still, it lingers. Waiting for the brunette to pay it some attention and think more deeply about it.
