what do you think this chap is, hmm?

comment here and whoever guesses right first, i will give him or her the opportunity to read the first chap of my next yoonkook fanfic once im done with it ;)
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just making sure no one will peek
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boohoo if you're trying to cheat, im gonna hate u forever :p jk but pls don't bc, where's the fun in that, right?
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ok i'll end this here hahaha comment here if you got it right ha ;)

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i have trust issues ok hahaha ok happy reading (whatever you'll read lmao)
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"jimin, can you pls get the fuck off of me?!"

jungkook's head snapped to the two and saw yoongi glaring at jimin.

'could it be.....'

jimin frowned and looks like he's on the verge of tears. "but babe...."

yoongi laughed bitterly and gave jimin a sharp look. "i wonder how many guys have you called babe. it hurts knowing i thought that nickname is unique and only meant for me. it fucking hurts that im sharing it with your other toys." he spat at the younger.

namjoon put a comforting hand on yoongi's shoulder. "he's not worth it. let's just go."

yoongi took a deep breath and nodded and turned his back to jimin. the two started walking away, and hobi and jungkook followed suit.

"b-but hyung, wont you give me a second chance?"

they all turned back to jimin who's now crying, his arms hugging himself. yoongi wanted to pry those arms and replace it with his instead, but the images he saw before kept him from doing so and he glared at his ex.

"if i would give you a second chance, it's like im killing myself over and over again."

with that, yoongi turned away and hastily entered the dressing room and closed the door. namjoon rushed after him, but before entering the room, gave hobi a look that says 'look after jungkook for me', to which hobi responded with a nod.

jimin fell on his knees and sobbed, his shoulders shaking violently. hobi and jungkook watched him, not knowing what to do. a few minutes after, hobi pulled out his phone and called someone.

"zico, it's me, hobi. where are you?"

jungkook watched jimin and cant help but feel sad for him. even if he doesnt know him well, their encounters earlier were enough for jungkook to say that jimin is a nice guy. maybe he just did something he didnt mean to or he doesnt want, and just went along with it. even though it hurts, he knows how much yoongi loves jimin, and vice versa.

but not every relationship works out, even though there's love.

and maybe, just maybe, what's written in the stars isnt jimin and yoongi, but jungkook and yoongi.

"araso. thanks, man."

hobi returned to jungkook's side and put an arm over him. wanting to know what's going on, jungkook mustered enough courage and decided to ask hobi.

"what happened?"

the older clicked his tongue. "not my story to tell, kid. let's just say that being greedy wont do you anything good."

jungkook thoughtfully nodded and kept quiet.

zico arrived a few minutes after and collected jimin, who's still a crying mess. zico gave the two a smile before he led jimin out of the building.

the dressing room door swung open and the two rappers went out, both changed into casual clothes. even though something sad just happened, jungkook cant help but internally smile when he saw that he has matching pants with yoongi. he also admired how hot the rapper looks in just a black shirt and a snapback.

"im famished. did you guys have dinner yet?" yoongi asked. hobi and jungkook shook their heads.

"then let's go. dinner's on me."

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time went by so fast and now namjoon and jungkook are saying their goodbyes to yoongi and hobi in front of the noodle house they had dinner in.

the dinner went well, except for the times yoongi caught jungkook staring at him. and whenever jungkook was caught, he would look away and blush heavily, which yoongi find cute. so when namjoon went to the counter to get an extra glass of water, yoongi went after him and asked him a favor.

"so, i guess we'll just see each other when we see each other, huh?" hobi said as he yawned. jungkook nodded.

"im going to miss you, jungkookie! it was fun having you around, i hope this wont be the last time we'll see each other." hobi said as he hugged jungkook. the younger laughed and returned the gesture.

"same here, hyung. jin-hyung is kinda strict so maybe you could just come over." jungkook said with a smile.

yoongi secretly nudged namjoon and raised a brow at him. namjoon smiled knowingly at his hyung before clearing his throat.

"actually, jungkook..."

the two turned to him, waiting for what he's going to say next. he glanced at yoongi a bit before continuing.

"hobi and i still have some stuff to work on."

"we do?" hobi asked. namjoon widened his eyes at him to make him say yes, and when hobi finally caught up on what's happening, he grinned.

"ah, yes, yes! that one! yah, namjoon, why dont you spend the night at my house? so we could finish it before tomorrow." hobi said and clung himself to namjoon.

"i guess i can. will you be okay, jungkook?"

jungkook doesnt know what to say. he didnt know that he would be coming home alone because well, he came here with namjoon, and jin is probably waiting for the both of them at home already. but he doesnt wanna look like a baby and tell them he cant go home alone because well, yoongi's here and he doesnt him to think that he's a child.

"n-ne, i think i can just take a bus home."

"actually, i can just take jungkook home."

jungkook's head snapped to yoongi so fast, he mightve broken his neck, but who cares?

"mwo?"

yoongi smiled and slung an arm over the boy's shoulder. "hyung would flip out if he finds out jungkook went home on his own. i can take him."

"oh, jinjja? thank you!" namjoon said with so much enthusiasm, failing to act surprised, but jungkook didnt seem to notice because he still cant believe it.

yoongi's taking him home.

namjoon and hobi walked the two to yoongi's car, and jungkook and yoongi got in. jungkook opened the window to say goodbye to namjoon.

"tell jin that i'll be home by lunch tomorrow and that im spending the night at hobi's, araso?"

jungkook nodded. "ne."

"oy, shorty. bring him home in one piece, huh? jin would cut off my balls if he sees even one scratch on jungkook."

yoongi gave him a salute. "i will. i hope jin cuts off your balls, though."

"shut up, shorty."

hobi grinned at the two and waved his hands exaggeratedly. "goodbye! and use protection!"

jungkook choked on air and widened his eyes. "what?!"

namjoon smacked hobi on the head. "i mean use protection against the mosquitoes! dengue is very rampant these days!"

yoongi glared at the two and backed out of the lot and drove off.

an awkward silence suddenly filled the car. jungkook looked out the window, thinking of the possible things that might happen.

'will he give me a goodnight kiss too if he drops me off by the doorway, just like in the movies?' jungkook felt his cheeks blush and turned his face away from the older.

yoongi drummed his fingers against the wheel and focused on the road. when he finally got enough of the silence, he spoke up.

"feel free to put anything on the radio, i dont mind."

jungkook shyly reached for the tuner and tried stations and settled on one when he recognized the song playing.

"remember the way you make me feel,

such young love but

something in me knew that it was real

frozen in my head..."

he quietly sang so yoongi wouldnt hear him. little did he know, yoongi can hear him loud and clear, and for the first time that night, yoongi smiled, a smile that reached his eyes.

"i didnt know you can sing."

jungkook blushed, realizing that yoongi heard him sing. it's not that jungkook isnt confident, it's just that. this is yoongi we're talking about, and his singing is nothing compared to his rapping talent.

"not really. just something i do when im bored."

"you're bored?"

realizing what he just said and what it might have sounded to yoongi, he turned to him and apologized. "i-it's not what i mean. i--"

yoongi cut him off my holding his hand and laughing. he gave jungkook's hand a squeeze. "dont worry, it's nothing. anyways, since we're both bored because you stopped singing already, we should take a small detour."

after yoongi said that, he parked the car at the side and when jungkook looked out, he realized it's a park. they both went out, the chilly gusts of night giving both goosebumps.

yoongi went up and sat on a branch of a tree that has only two strong branches pointing at either sides, making it look like the letter 't'. he gestured for jungkook to come up, and the boy easily lifted himself up.

they both looked at the moon and at the stars, suddenly forgetting about how cold they are right now.

"this is my favorite tree among all the other trees in this park." yoongi said, still looking at the moon. jungkook kept silent, wanting yoongi to continue.

"it's form is unique, and it's smaller than the others so it's the easiest one to climb up on." he said with a laugh.

"but i guess not all things unique are good for you and perfect. everything has imperfections, flaws, mistakes."

jungkook figured that by the intensity of yoongi's voice, he's not talking about the tree anymore.

"he's the most unique person ive known, he was perfect in my eyes. we were perfect for each other, but i guess he fits more perfectly with someone else."

jungkook looked at yoongi and fell in love at how great he looks under the moonlight. the moonlight brought out his features more, and made him look like the most precious diamond on earth.

and jungkook knows that he wants to be the one who'll protect this precious thing in front of him right now.

"then does that mean you fit more perfectly with someone else then?"

yoongi turned to jungkook and slightly shrugged. this is the first time yoongi got a clear and good long look at jungkook, and he was taken away. his doe eyes, cute nose, and those lips...

is it bad that yoongi wants to confirm his hypothesis that jungkook's lips are soft?

"jungkook..."

"h-hyung..." jungkook managed to stutter out. yoongi's gaze kept him glued on his spot, as if one move he makes will break whatever spell they are under now.

"i know that we just met tonight. but answer me,

can you wait for me? will you wait for me?"

yoongi didnt know why he said that, but he's certain of one thing.

he wants jungkook to still be there, waiting for him, until he finishes mending his broken heart.

jungkook felt his heart jump and leap out of joy.

if this really is a dream, he wouldnt want to wake up anymore and would prefer to be stuck in his own little paradise.

"i will wait, hyung. as long as you'll be the one i'll be waiting for, i'll be here."

jungkook mustered enough courage and strength and closed the distance between the two of them. once their lips crashed against each other, they both felt something explode inside their chest.

yoongi pulled away, removed his ring and slipped it on jungkook's finger, held jungkook's face in his hands, and kissed his forehead.

"even if it rains or snows,

even if they tell you not to and prevent you from doing so,

even if you think that i wouldnt come

would you please wait for me here?"

jungkook nodded, his vision getting blurry because of his tears. he grinned and pecked the older's lips.

"whatever happens, i will wait for you."

yoongi smiled sadly and kissed jungkook's nose.

"but jungkook, in order for you to wait for me
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you need to wake up now..."

yoongi pushed jungkook off of the tree and jungkook tried grabbing his arm, but yoongi was too far away. he closed his eyes, preparing himself for his fall on the grass--

"jungkook!"

--'jin-hyung?'

he opened his eyes and the first color he saw is white.

white grasses?

"jungkook, i swear to god, if you dont get up and stop kissing the floor, i'll dump a basin of cold water on you!"

'kissing the floor?'

he abruptly got up and when he saw where he is, he felt his heart drop.

'how did i get here?!'

he looked at his disheveled bed and at jin, who has his hands on his hips, his lips forming a thin line.

"go down and get ready, araso? aish, im never going to let namjoon inside the kitchen ever again." jin ranted as he exited jungkook's room.

jungkook looked down at his clothes and saw that he's wearing his pyjamas.

"wow okay who brought me here and changed my clothes?" he muttered under his breath and got up. he did a quick wash and decided to go help out jin.

on his way down, he saw namjoon by the door, who looks like he's going out. jungkook excitedly went over to him.

"hyung!"

namjoon turned to him with a smile but when he saw jungkook's grin, he raised a brow. "why are you so happy today, huh?"

"nothing. anyways, thank you for bringing me out with you last night. it was fun."

"last night?"

jungkook laughed at namjoon. "oh, did you and hobi-hyung got drunk last night? tsktsk, jin-hyung's going to get mad."

namjoon raised a brow at jungkook. "why would he get mad at me if we had a movie marathon last night?"

"what movie marathon? aigoo, hyung. we were at the dome last night, remember?"

namjoon then suddenly looked worried and put his hand against jungkook's forehead. "are you sick?"

jungkook shook his head. "aish, im perfectly fine, hyung! you're the one who isnt okay!"

namjoon held jungkook's head in his hands. "jungkook, if you dont get ready in a few, we would be late."

"it's a saturday, hyung." jungkook laughed.

namjoon raised a brow and fished his phone out and faced it towards jungkook.

wednesday; dd-mm-2016

jungkook felt his heart drop.

"i dont get it."

"we didnt go out last night, jungkook. and who's hobi? isnt he taehyung's boyfriend?"

jungkook stopped.

hobi does look the same as hoseok.

'oh no, please dont let it be...'

"h-how about zico? a-and j-jimin?!" by this time, jungkook's already crying.

"zico? isnt he that famous rapper on tv? and who's jimin?" namjoon asked.

'this cant be... it cant be...'

"yoongi-hyung..." jungkook mumbled and started crying.

namjoon rushed to him. "whoa, why are you crying? is something wrong?"

jungkook grabbed a fistful of namjoon's shirt. "please, please tell me that yoongi-hyung was with us last night..."

"jungkook...

are you talking about that artist on mixyourtape.cg?"

hope sparked in jungkook's chest and he smiled. "y-yes! you know him?"

"of course, he's my idol. but how can he be with us last night?"

'what's happening?! why cant hyung remember what happened last night?!' jungkook moved away from namjoon and ran up to his room and locked the door.

he looked down at his finger, hoping to see the ring yoongi gave him,

but theres no ring.

he sobbed, slid down the door, and didnt move there until no one knows when.

it was all a dream, and he's now awake.

×××

ok im going to hide now before you guys kill me with your machine guns and nuclear bombs *poofs out*

and yupp, it's all just a dream.

im so evil wtf

bye y'all (crappy chap af, sorry)

-nikki