Our Treehouse {Taekook FF}

1 | Strangers

After his shift in the coffee shop was over, Jungkook put on his casual clothes on again. Today was stressful. He hated it. He had to calm down.

Something was different, Jungkook noticed as he climbed up the wooden rope ladder that led to the well hidden treehouse. He didn't know what it was, but he had a few thoughts in the back of his head which could be true.
The large and beautiful treehouse was on the border to the dangerous district. Someone could have stolen something or made a mess out of his secret hideout.
But the reality got him even more schocked: As he pushed the entrance door open, he saw a tall guy dressed in black leaning at the dark backdoor of the treehouse, that lead to District 13. The intruder was in his own thoughts, not noticing the other one.
He gasped in surprise and walked carefully through the room till he stopped in front of a mattress, that clearly has been used that night and it wasn't his. So the guy slept here without Jungkook noticing it? The stranger looked coldly up at him and a shiver went down Jungkook's spine as the low, husky voice of the brownhaired guy spoke.

"What are you doing here?"

They looked at each other confused. Both had noticed a few changes now and then in the treehouse: A bag of chips that had been left there, a broken window, several canned beers and they asked themselves if they just forgot these things- but it seemed like they didn't.
"It's my secret hideout. Well, it was secret.", Jungkook answered frowning, looking down at the seemingly older one. His face was more defined than his, his uneven eyes seemed brighter and his skin looked just like soft silk.
The other guy viewed him with a blank expression, not showing any specific emotion and Jungkook tried his best to do the same.
Then the strangers phone ringed, a sad song was breaking the akward silence. He immediately picked the call up and got out of the treehouse through the backdoor, that Jungkook didn't dare to use.
He was left with no clue what to do now. He didn't want to stay in the treehouse anymore, so he just left.

On his way back 'home' he thought about what happend and bumped into his boss. "Seokjin! I'm sorry.", he muttered, still lost in thoughts and slightly bowed before him. "It's okay, kid. Lost in thoughts again, huh?", he said assuming. Jungkook gave the black haired guy an innocent yet fake smile. "Well, see you tomorrow!", he answered in a hurry and started walking again.
He felt like he was being watched and the feeling didn't vanish as he went down the dirty streets to his small apartment. Five minutes later, his heart was still racing as he locked the heavy door behind him, he was finally in his apartment. Safety and comfort came slowly back. As he sat down on his bed, his breathing got steady again.
Jungkook still couldn't accept the fact that Jin, his friend since early Kindergarten, had deals with the forbidden district. The same district that weird guy from earlier was from...
'That guy! Ugh, why does this bullshit always happen to me?', he thought, throwing his jacket across the room in rage. "I'm so dead now!", he almost cried out, as he laid down on his bed.
The world above his head was collapsing once again. He never learned how to deal with humans and problems correctly. He hadn't had a family who taught him important stuff like this, he just had Jin. And Jin betrayed him too.

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A/N: I'm so sorry that it's short and not well described, but this FF is a way for me to practise writing. I hope I can write better soon.