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taehyung rung the doorbell with his right hand and quickly stuffed his hand back to his hoodie, his fingers immediately getting cold because of the chill autumn air in the early morning.

the door opened and mrs. jeon was surprised to see taehyung. she immediately stepped away to give way to the cold boy, who rushed inside as fast as he can.

he sighed as he suddenly felt warm, his cheeks and poor hands started getting its natural color back because of the warmth of the house. he removed his coat and scarf and hung it up by the door.

"is jungkook still sleeping?" tae asked in a soft tone. mrs. jeon sighed and nodded.

"i heard him crying last night, but i didnt want to snoop into whatever it is so i let him be. is it bad?" mrs. jeon said. taehyung cant help but smile. mrs. jeon has always been thoughtful, she's not like those mothers who force their children to share everything to them. she knows her boundaries and it's what makes her such a good mom.

taehyung shook his head. "ani, it's not that bad. he's just... well, emotionally hurt and confused right now..."

mrs. jeon's eyes lit up. "does it have something to do with yoongi?"

"you know yoongi?" taehyung said, shock evident in his tone. he didnt expect that jungkook would be so open to his parents, most especially about yoongi.

"mhmm, he told us a few days ago... would you like to have some breakfast? i'll make some pancakes and you go wake that kid up." tae nodded and went up to jungkook's room. he softly opened the door and closed it behind him as quiet as he can.

he walked closer and saw jungkook cuddling with his iron man plushie that his mom got him last last christmas. it's as big as the younger's torso, so it was big enough to cuddle. taehyung silently laughed at the sight and took a picture before nudging jungkook to wake up.

jungkook rolled his eyes when the first thing he saw once he opened his eyes is taehyung. he rolled over to the other side of the bed and closed his eyes once again.

"c'mon, jungkook! you have practice today, right?" tae said as he tried pulling jungkook off of the bed. no use though, jungkook might be younger but he's way heavier and muscular.

"but i dont want to go~~~" jungkook complained and just let his friend struggle.

"wait, it's your fifteenth day today, right?! you need to go! what if it comes true???" tae said in an excited tone and pulled on jungkook's arms harder.

"but i dont want to se—"

jungkook groaned as his back hit the ground. he spread his arms wide and glared up at taehyung, who's still grinning. he pushed himself up and dusted off his pyjamas.

"look, i dont care about that stupid thing anymore. it's all clear to me now. hyung would never like me back, who would? and besides, it's obvious that hyung's head-over-heels for jimin-hyung. did you even see them look at each other?" jungkook said bitterly, feeling his eyes stinging with salt tears.

"what a coincidence that on my last day, jimin-hyung popped in. maybe it's fate's way of telling me that yoongi and i would never be a thing. that everything ive been dreaming of would just and will only be a dream, nothing more. maybe everything is planned out. you dare me to try this fourteen days thing out, hyung and i get close, jimin comes in, reality slaps me in the face, and im all alone. i would never say that the past few days were just a waste of time, because the truth is, those were the happiest days of my life. so thank you, tae. and dont feel bad because you know that ive been here before and that this is nothing compared to the first one, right?" he said as his tears started falling.

taehyung sighed and hugged the life out of his bestfriend, giving him the love and comfort he needs. jungkook gripped his waist tighter under his knuckles and sobbed on the older's shoulder.

they pulled away and tae cupped jungkook's face. "tell you what, after our classes, we scream our lungs out at the karaoke bar, hmm?" tae said with a smile and wiped jungkook's tears using his thumbs.

jungkook laughed and sniffed. "you have to practice for your performance, you pabo."

taehyung shrugged. "i dont care. you need me, and that's all it takes for me to drop anything else and come to your aid."

even with jungkook's decision of not going to school, tae forced him to, and the younger just obeyed. two hours after and they're already at school, walking down the halls to go to the auditorium for the practice.

the two stopped just outside of the room and smiled at each other. tae intertwined their hands before they went in, and jungkook somehow got strength from everything tae had said to him.

yoongi and the others are already there with the other dancers, laughing at some joke keone told them. jimin noticed jungkook and waved his hand to catch the younger's attention.

"jungkookie! here!"

jungkook looked up and smiled at jimin. even though he's still kind of bitter about yoongi and jimin, he likes jimin as a friend. he's bubbly and always smiling, more like a milder version of hoseok.

jungkook looked up again and had eye contact with yoongi, but he just passed him like he's some kind of stranger and went straight to namjoon. yoongi frowned and sighed.

he doesnt know what to do anymore. he knows that he didnt do anything to make jungkook act like that around him, and it makes his head hurt. the last time they talked was when he invited jungkook to his house. that day cant be the reason because they were so happy that time, they even had a marvel movie marathon.

yoongi tried talking to the younger through kakao, twitter, and text, but he never opened his messages.

'ugh, why do i even care...' yoongi thought and stood up, grabbing his plaid shirt and tying it around his waist.

keone saw yoongi and stood up. "yah, where are you going? we're starting in a few minutes!"

yoongi scoffed. "start without me, i dont care. just leave me alone." he left the auditorium and went off somewhere to take his mind off of things.

jungkook frowned. he had never seen that side of yoongi, and it seriously hurt him to see yoongi like that. he feels like it's his fault why he's like that. he wanted to run after him, but he stopped himself from doing so.

keone sighed and turned to namjoon. "can you get him for me, please?"

namjoon nodded and went off to find yoongi, while the others stood up and the practice started.

"now before we start, formally start, i mean, everyone needs to hand over their phones. even if it's in your pocket, bag, or wherever it is, please surrender it to jimin." keone said.

jungkook sighed and grabbed his phone from his bag before putting it inside the backpack that jimin's holding. he went back to his position and waited.

"okay so now that there would be no distractions, i would want to arrange you all according to your formation. everyone who doesnt get called, please step aside..."

jungkook, namjoon, jin, hoseok, yoongi, and four others were called, while the others did as what they're told. since namjoon and yoongi arent around, jimin and another guy filled in for them for a while, so that the formation would be complete.

half an hour through practice, yoongi and namjoon arrived. yoongi has a pink bruise just beside his lips, while namjoon's right hand is bandaged. jin rushed to the both of them, worry evident in his eyes.

"yah, what happened?! why is your hand bandaged and most importantly, why do you have a bruise, min yoongi?!!!" jin cried out as he glared at the two.

when he put two and two together, he pinched the two. "you two are so immature!"

hoseok tried calming jin down, and when he did, jin aided namjoon's hand. sometimes, he would occasionally press hard so the younger would get hurt and flinch, and sometimes he'll be soft and press lightly.

hoseok approached jungkook, who's been watching at the sidelines since earlier. "jungkookie..."

jungkook stood up. "yeah?"

the older pointed his thumb at the back. "can you take care of yoongi's bruise? im seriously not good at this stuff, jimin isnt, too."

jungkook almost choked but he caught himself and just nodded. he silently followed hoseok as they approach yoongi.

yoongi looked up and saw hoseok and jungkook walking towards him. he closed his eyes and groaned. "what do you want?"

hoseok sighed. "here's the first aid kit, kookie. if ever you need anything, just come to me, araso?" jungkook took the red box from hoseok and went closer towards yoongi.

yoongi opened an eye and saw that jungkook's far out of his reach. he sighed and patted the floor beside him. "you can sit, you know. im not going to eat you, dont worry."

the younger sat beside yoongi and started to take out the stuff he needs. he poured some betadine solution on a cotton ball and softly dabbed it on the pinkish bruise beside yoongi's lips.

yoongi hissed, making jungkook retract his hand back. the older opened his eyes slowly and sighed. "be a little more gentle."

jungkook nodded and dabbed the cotton in a more gentle way. after cleaning the wound, he grabbed the ice pack that hoseok handed him earlier. he slowly and softly put it against the bruise, and as soon as it hit the older's pale skim, he sighed.

"d-do you want to hold it yourself or..."

"hold it. im your patient, remember?" yoongi said in a soft tone.

so it ended up with yoongi and jungkook remaining at the side while the others continued on with the practice. jungkook made sure to watch the others so he would know the new steps they're doing and would be able to catch up easily.

jungkook looked at yoongi, who looks fast asleep. he sighed and brushed away the fringes on yoongi's forehead.

before he could stop himself, his fingers started trailing down to yoongi's eyes, nose, cheeks, and before he knew it, his fingers brushed against yoongi's chapped but soft pink lips.

too caught up in the moment, he didnt realize that yoongi was awake the whole time.

"staring is rude, kook."

jungkook's eyes widened as yoongi opened his eyes and stared right at him. he quickly removed his hand from the older's face and cleared his throat.

"i-i saw that your l-lips are chapped so i thought of p-putting on some lip balm on you b-but, yeah..." jungkook scratched the back of his head as his cheeks flush scarlet, making yoongi internally smile.

"yeah yeah, whatever you say." was all that yoongi said before he closed his eyes again.

when jungkook thought the boy had fallen asleep again, he suddenly spoke up.

"jungkook..."

jungkook looked at him. "hmm?"

yoongi sighed. "stop avoiding me and just tell me what's wrong, araso?"

jungkook blushed hard once again and just nodded, bowing his head down.

the practice ended an hour later, and when hoseok came over to jungkook and told him that he'll take care of yoongi, he left and went off to find taehyung immediately, who's practicing somewhere.

he bumped against bambam, who looked like he just got out of practice, too. "have you seen tae?"

bambam shook his head. "nah, sorry. anyways, you're dancing for the anniversary too, right?"

jungkook nodded. "yeah, unfortunately..."

bambam nudged him and put an arm over jungkook. "it's not that bad. besides, you get to skip classes, isnt that great?"

the two saw baekhyun talking to a teacher, and as soon as they finished, they both approached him.

"how's mister emcee doing?" bambam asked with a smile. baekhyun laughed and playfully hit his arm.

"stressful, but it's fun. and you two, are you done for today?"

jungkook nodded. "yeah. hey, have you seen taetae?"

baekhyun shrugged. "no, did you try calling him?"

jungkook laughed to himself because he didn think of calling his bestfriend. he inserted his hand inside his pocket, and when he didnt feel anything, he raised a brow and tried looking for his phone in his bag.

"weird. it was here awhile ago..." he mumbled before searching through his bag.

suddenly, he remembered that keone told them to surrender their phones. his eyes widened and he immediately zipped his bag close before wiggling out of bambam's hug.

"whoa, whoa, where are you going?" bambam exclaimed.

"i left my phone at the practice room!" he shouted before running off.

even if his legs feel like giving up and his lungs burning, he ran as fast as he can. no doubt that if ever a phone is unclaimed, jimin will surely open it and try to find any clues of whomever it belongs to.

jungkook almost ran past the auditorium. he went back and tried catching his breath first before he went in. he saw jimin pulling on a sweater and approached him.

"jimin-hyung?"

jimin faced him and smiled at him. "oh, jungkook. why are you still here?"

jungkook inhaled, still catching his breath. "do you still... h-have my phone?"

jimin shook his head. "i gave the bag to them and let them take theirs."

jungkook gasped. "oh no, my phone..."

"oh! but i saw namjoon and yoongi pick up two phones though, maybe one of those is yours?" jimin said.

the younger sighed in relief. "i hope so... do you know where they went?"

"i think i remember jin saying something about stopping by the library or something..."

jungkook bowed his head. "thanks, hyung!" he said in a rush before running off to his next destination.

he arrived there in three minutes, but boy, his lungs feel like it's actually burning. he found it hard to breathe so he had to lean against the wall and calm himself down.

when he was a bit okay, he stood up and walked towards the library. he was about to grab the door handle when it opened from the other side and yoongi emerged from the doorway, making jungkook shriek and jump backwards in shock.

he put a hand on his heart to calm himself down again. he inhaled and exhaled slowly, tears prickling from the corner of his eyes.

yoongi looked at jungkook and when he saw how much he struggled breathing, he rushed to his and ran a hand down his back.

"are you okay? what happened?" he asked.

jungkook shook his head. "im okay... i ran..."

yoongi raised a brow. "why?"

the younger straightened up and cleared his throat. "jimin said that either you or namjoon-hyung has my phone..." he looked down.

as if remembering something, yoongi clicked his tongue and slipped his hand inside his pocket. he waved the device in his hand. "this?"

jungkook looked up and his eyes lit up, but when he realized that it's yoongi who got it, he suddenly frowned. "y-yeah, that's mine..."

yoongi smiled at him and handed jungkook his phone.

jungkook felt uneasy under yoongi's stare. he knows that the older wants to say something, and even though he's scared of whatever it is, he somehow wants to know and confirm if his suspicions are true.

"fine, spit it out, hyung. what do you want to say?"

yoongi smirked and tilted his head to the side.

"you have a flower hair clip on your hair..."

jungkook raised a brow. "eh?"

the older chuckled and pouted, using his lips to point at his hair. "there, a flower."

jungkook patted his hair and blushed as he felt the hair clip under his hand. he unclipped it and put it inside his pocket. he looked down and started walking away. "aish, im going to kill bambam..."

"which day is it?"

jungkook froze and stopped in his tracks. he doesnt want to turn back and ask, but then he cant force himself to move.

"jungkook?"

he swallowed nervously. he can hear footsteps coming closer to him, and soon enough, yoongi's standing there beside him. jungkook doesnt know if yoongi's grimacing, frowning, or disgusted. yoongi's brows are raised up, his eyes look so intimidating.

"which day is it, kook?"

'of course hyung knows this sappy shit, ugh, this is so embarrassing...' he thought as he bit his lip. no use lying anyway, he's already been caught, not just by someone, but yoongi himself.

"f-fifteenth day..." he said, his teeth chattering.

yoongi laughed mockingly and wiggled his brows. "what do you know, ha..."

jungkook closed his eyes, wanting to shut down his body and mind. he's willing to face anything, anything but rejection. not again.

yoongi fished out his phone. "the others should know this..."

the younger started crying, his tears running down his cheeks. yoongi looked at him and wiped his tears with thumb.

"love, what's wrong?"

jungkook continued crying, not wanting to answer yoongi. he closed his eyes, but the tears kept running down.

"kook, open your eyes. please..."

he shook his head vigorously.

yoongi sighed. "love, please..."

jungkook sobbed. "h-hyung... just s-stop..."

the older embraced jungkook. "im sorry..."

jungkook pulled away. "d-dont. just, f-forget about everything..."

yoongi grabbed his wrist before he could even get away. "p-please, listen to me first."

"just let me go, hyung!"

"jungkook, please he—"

jungkook punched yoongi square in the face, making the older stumble backwards. he wiped his thumb at the corner of his lips and looked at the crimson liquid on his thumb.

yoongi chuckled. "god, love! you're so feisty!"

jungkook was about to throw another punch but yoongi dodged in time, and instead he punched the air. before he could react, yoongi had caged him in his arms.

jungkook tried wiggling out of his grasp, but yoongi held him so tight it would be impossible for him to do so. the younger glared at the older, who just laughed.

"i swear to god, jungkook. shut up or i'll kiss you."

that made jungkook mad. "stop telling me what to d—"

jungkook's eyes widened as yoongi leaned in and kissed him. the older deepened the kiss without the help of the younger, and even though jungkook's squirming away, he kept him still and continued kissing jungkook.

he let go of jungkook and smirked, a satisfied look on his face. jungkook glared at yoongi when he got back his composure and pushed yoongi against the wall using his arm.

"whoa, youre stronger than i thought. you never fail to impress me, jeon jungkook." yoongi said with a smirk, making jungkook groan frustratedly.

"yes i fucking like you, hyung! i do and i know that it's embarrassing but you cant just fucking mess with me and my feelings and kiss me just because you want to make fun of me!" jungkook cried out angrily as he pressed his arm harder.

yoongi, who's still smirking, made kissy noises. "aiya, dont be mad, love."

"can you fucking stop calling me that?!"

yoongi raised a brow. "why?"

"because you dont feel the same, okay?! stop acting like you do just because you fucking pity me, i dont need anyone's pity!" the younger growled out.

"oh, who said i dont, hmm?"

yoongi raised his phone up.

jungkook's eyes widened.

"actually..."

jungkook looked at yoongi, tears staining his cheeks again.

"...it's my eighteenth day already..."

yoongi smiled. "i guess fate's just waiting for you to accomplish yours before it gives my wish."

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i srsly hate the ending ;-; imma change this bc this is srsly crap fhskhdiddh fuck fuck sorryyyy