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Chapter 15

It was going to be difficult, Jungkook felt anxious but at the same time excited. That kiss had caused him so much that he didn't want to miss this opportunity, he knew he was going to regret it.

Besides, it couldn't be that difficult, Lisa was already close to him, she was his tutor, she was his friend, and for the first time the idea of ​​being friends didn't sound so depressing. That meaned they were close enough.

This time, it wasn't a case of being the second option and keeping hope like an idiot, the road was clear this time and it was time to accept that he himself was the only obstacle. Things weren't going to move alone, he had to do it himself.

It was time.

He fell asleep then with a big smile, remembering that kiss again and again.

And it had only been a simple kiss, what would it be like if there were more? He already knew the taste of her lips, he wanted to keep tasting them a thousand times more until he knew every way to kiss her, until her lips were swollen and her cheeks flushed.

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Weird things were seen every day, but Jungkook singing from the depths of his soul a trot song by Hong Jinyoung was something that had Taehyung judging him with his eyes, a cup of steaming tea in his hand and eyes barely open, his hair now long and really messy. It was the damn ten in the morning, in a Sunday, what the fuck?

According to his self made conclusions: Jungkook had gone to the gym early that morning because he had just taken a shower and was in gym shorts around the house with wet hair bouncing messily while cleaning the floor, he looked slightly more muscular than normal and his skin shone thanks to the natural morning light from the window (which was full open, like, what the fuck. I have to repeat it was a SUNDAY MORNING), tattoos at full display and moving with every flexing muscle, specially the ones in his chest and leg. Strange. To begin with Jungkook was never awake in the morning, unless he had classes or work to do, and since when did he clean something other than his room?

Something was happening.

Jimin left his room and frowned as he rubbed one eye, he barely knew what day it was but the image in front of his eyes was even more strange and suddenly Jungkook was taking his arms and making him dance. Taehyung chuckled and, at least, enjoyed the Jungkook show who then began to sing and dance in front of him like an old man in new year's eve.

Jimin broke free of that energy ball and went to the refrigerator to get water, still with narrowed eyes and his hair going to every side.

"He's been like this since yesterday, I don't know what's wrong with him," Jimin murmured in a thick, raspy voice. "Jisoo was ready to call a priest to make him a exorcism"

Taehyung didn't find it strange, Jisoo was likely to make jokes like that.

"You haven't asked him?" Taehyung found it strange, Jimin was always on the maknae's back, he could be his therapist if Jungkook had the decency to pay him.

"I didn't see him that much yesterday, he had about four appointments when I was in the parlor and then I had to go tutoring," Jimin explained and took seat in the stool beside Taehyung, shoulders down and eyes lost in a blank spot. He was so obviously tired. Taehyung would help him if Jimin wanted but he was fucking stubborn.

Comfortable 'silence' fell down between them while Jungkook continued dancing, using the mop as a microphone and with Yeontan in his arms, the poor dog wanted to kill himself. Jungkook was passionate about it and Jimin smiled, Jungkook was being himself after a months.

"Do you think he got laid?" Taehyung asked out of nowhere, after several deep thoughts and tea sips.

Jimin smirked lazily. "It looks like he did"