Dear diary...
So much happened in the last few days.
Okayyy, not that much, but still!
I came out to Jungkook, ahhhhhh!!!
(You may not hear me but I'm squeaking around like some kind of dolphin right now, my emotions are just going overboard, okay?)
He was so sweet about it, he told me he supported me and he even comforted me when I got emotional, I'm so lucky to be in love with someone like him.
Yes, you heard right. I think I'm in love with him.
In love.
Now that I know what it feels like, these words have so much more meaning to me.
And yes, I still know he's my straight best friend, but just let me enjoy the euphoria of being in love while it lasts!
Jesus, I hope I can control myself... every time I see him, I wanna run into his arms, hug him and not let go for a hundred years. Every time he texts me, I start screaming and jumping around in my room, my mom's probably wondering what the hell is wrong with me! (A lot of things, mom... a lot of things... ^w^)
I should stop. I'm in such a good mood today, it's indescribable.
All thanks to Jungkook, I guess.
And it's 8am, I have to get ready for school... :(
But at least I'll see Jungkook... :)
I'll get going, bye bye, dear diary!
-Taehyungie ♡
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A few days later, Taehyung still found himself to be in a good mood, which he quite enjoyed.
Leaning his head on his elbow, he threw some sneaky glances at his beloved Jungkook's side profile.
The younger looked tense, he kept clenching his jaw and just stared blankly into the distance, Taehyung noticed and frowned.
Is he okay? Does it have to do something with me?
It doesn't, right? I hope he's just tired.
Suddenly, he felt like Jungkook sensed someone's eyes on him as he started looking around with furrowed eyebrows. Taehyung felt his cheeks heat up and quickly turned his head towards his boring chemistry notes.
To not seem suspicious, he dropped his pencil, grabbed his eraser and rubbed on the full sheet in a concentrated manner, stretching his hand out for his pen shortly after.
But before he could reach it, he felt his hand accidentally touch another hand and looked up shocked.
As he looked up, he met brown, captivating, equally shocked eyes.
And it felt like time stopped for a moment.
Jungkook seemed to have reached for his pen at the same time, both their hands aiming for the metallic blue pen, lying in the middle of the table peacefully.
Taehyung felt his body tense, his heartbeat pick up its pace and his cheeks redden intensely.
Fuck, I'm blushing. There's no way he didn't notice that. Ugh, kill me!
He quickly looked away from the other.
"U-Umm... Taehyung? T-That's my pen..."
"S-Sorry..."
Hastily, the blonde removed his hand from the other's, still not facing Jungkook since he was feeling way too embarrassed.
You stupid boy, you don't even have your pen today! That's why you used a pencil in the first place!
He facepalmed mentally.
He was out of his mind.
Literally.
So out of his mind that he didn't even notice Jungkook's slight stuttering before.
"Taehyung? You can have my pen, if you want. I have a spare," someone whispered beside him.
Utterly relieved, Taehyung moved his chair towards the left, unknowingly kicking his backpack around in the process.
"Thanks Jimin. I'll give it to you by the end of the day."
He smiled sweetly.
"No prob. Oh, and Taehyung, can we talk after school? I wanna tell you something." Jimin returned the smile, making his eyes crinkle and disappear.
Nodding curtly with a small 'sure', Taehyung picked up the plain, black pen and moved his chair back to his seat, as quietly as possible.
Not knowing that someone was watching him.
"Kim and Park! Don't think I haven't noticed your little chat!"
Taehyung snapped his head towards his infuriated teacher, mouthing a little 'fuck'.
"What was that, Kim? You're my best student, I can't have you slacking off in my lesson! How about you present us your homework project?," the balding man snapped, his eyes bulging. Everyone's eyes were on them.
"Yes, Sir. Just a second." Taehyung said quietly and bowed his head down to show respect, reaching out his hand towards his backpack.
Except it wasn't there.
Fuck, I accidentally kicked it when I moved my chair to talk with Jimin!
He then realized that his backpack now was at Jungkook's feet, the younger not even noticing and staring at the board blankly.
His heart threatening to burst out of his chest and his cheeks burning in various shades of red, Taehyung quickly kneeled on the floor and ducked his head under the table, his hand fishing for his backpack.
He almost screeched as his hand accidentally brushed Jungkook's inner thigh at first, having the utmost desire to die on the spot.
The other flinched visibly, making Taehyung whisper a hushed 'sorry!'.
When he finally reached the backpack handle, he pulled it away and tried to move his upper body in the tiny amount of space he had given.
He almost cursed out loud when his head accidentally brushed Jungkook's other thigh and quickly stood up by gripping the table and lifting himself up.
Oh my god, I wanna die. What if he thinks I touched his thigh on purpose?!
Never having feeled so embarrassed in his whole life, he zipped his backpack open, took out his project and practically ran up to his teacher, trying to take deep breaths and calm down his pulse, not sparing the other a glance.
"Thank you, Taehyung. Let's take a look at your project now."
Nodding briefly and giving a small bow, he sorted the sheets into the correct order, finally looking over to Jungkook while he was at it.
He was extremely surprised to see the younger with flaming red cheeks.
Oh no, I embarrassed him. Just kill me already!
Little did he know, the other was not blushing just out of embarrassment.
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Jungkook shouldn't be feeling like this.
But as he saw Taehyung standing beside the blackboard shyly, with flaming cheeks while their Chemistry teacher was going through his notes, his heart couldn't help but take a huge leap.
Recalling the events that happened just now, he felt something fluttering in his stomach.
Butterflies?! But no-- it can't be...
Was it the way their hands accidentally touched when they both reached for the pen?
Was it the way the older literally went scarlet after he had accidentally touched his thigh?
Or was it, perhaps, the fact that he just randomly touched his thigh?
He felt his own face heat up.
So many unusual things happened in this class...
But weirdly, Jungkook didn't mind.
At all.
He wasn't stupid, he had been in love before. He knew what the butterflies in his stomach felt like, he knew what the heart-fluttering meant.
He wasn't the type to blush without a significant reason.
And he also couldn't help but feel weird when Taehyung moved his chair to talk to his redhead friend.
That random stinging sensation.
Also known as jealousy.
Had he really developed a small crush on his best friend?
But it couldn't be, right? There was no way this was possible!
This is wrong. I need to fix this, as soon as possible, Jungkook thought as he forced his eyes off the now calmer boy who was about to explain the basics of Molecular Structure to the awaiting class.
He looks so pretty though... and that effortlessly.
Does he even know how damn pretty he is?
...Oh no.
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(A/N: heyyoooo,
i hope this chapter wasn't too confusing or random but yeahh...
and i just wanted to thank you for all the votes and comments aside from the reads, they mean a lot to me and give me lots of motivation. i appreciate everyone uwu 😔💜
also i think i'm gonna publish my new book tomorrow, hope you'll like it and stay tuned! ^w^)