Jungkook woke up in the medical room.

"Fucking bitch." Jungkook heard. "Jimin's a fucking bitch."

"Tea," Jeonyeon said from the other side. Jungkook looked and saw Jin standing there, a bandage over a cut on his forehead.

"What happened? Did I pass out?" Jungkook asked faintly. Jin ruffled Jungkook's light brown almost blonde hair.

"Jimin knocked you out. You've been unconscious for 20 minutes or so. Jimin. The motherfucker. What a bitch. He did not have to hurt you that much." Jin said, looking angry as fuck. "The third round starts in 10 minutes. The top four as Jimin, Taehyung, Yoongi, and Hoseok."

"O-oh." Jungkook breathed out. He closed his eyes. "Damnnit, I didn't win. I'll have to try harder next time." Jungkook grumbled.

"I don't understand... did you say something to Jimin to piss him off that much? I mean, I know what happened last year or whatever broke your friendship. But what is he so pissed about?? Is it that you sleep around with Yoongi? You and Yoongi ended things, right? Why's he still mad?" Jin asked, sitting at the edge of the medical bed Jungkook was lying in.

"It's not about Yoongi. It never was about Yoongi." Jungkook said. "Jimin wouldn't get so mad about something like me sleeping around with Yoongi."

"Then what is it?" Jin asked. Jungkook sighed. "I-I don't know. Can we just not talk about it right now?"

"Okay. Yeah, sorry. Do you wanna see round 3? Nurse says you're okay now." Jin said lightly. Jungkook nodded, sitting up, his body aching. Thankfully he'd been healed by the nurse, who's trait was to heal people quickly.

Jungkook got up from the bed with Jin, and both of them walked to the other side of the medical room, to the big window where they could see the fighting stage clearly. Coach Neon stood in the middle of it.

"Hello, everyone! We have our top 4! Kim Taehyung, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, and Park Jimin!" The crowd roared and clapped, applauding for the 4 boys. "Now, let's see what the matches are. The first one is- Jung Hoseok versus Min Yoongi."

"Oh," Jungkook let out, eyes widening slightly. "And the second match- Kim Taehyung versus Park Jimin! The first match will begin shortly!"

"Yoongi against Hoseok. That's interesting. Hoseok can move fast, through fire too I presume." Jin said.

Jungkook hummed. "Yeah. I hope Taehyung makes Jimin lose." Jungkook murmured under his breath.

Taehyung sat in the waiting room with Jimin, Yoongi, and Hoseok. It was oddly tense, with Hoseok saying a few words every now and then, clearly trying to diffuse the situation. Hoseok looked at Taehyung, who seated a row behind him.

"You okay, Tae? You don't look too good," Hoseok said softly. Taehyung looked at the ground. Taehyung nodded, but then put a hand against his head.

Taehyung wasn't okay. He couldn't breathe. His head was pounding, as if a migraine ticking against the side of his temple and digging into his entire body, making his skull scream with pain. But he couldn't do anything. He just stayed still.

Yoongi and Hoseok got up for the match. Jimin and Taehyung were the only ones in the room.

"Tae," Jimin said, looking at him. His eyes were wider, and he looked back to his... normal self. Not how weirdly scary he looked earlier. "Sometimes I-I let my-my anger and irritation get to me, and I act out. I'm really fucking sorry, I-I shouldn't have-"

"It's fine," Taehyung said. "It's the competition, it's driving us crazy, isn't it?" Taehyung snickered.

Jimin looked at him. "Y-yeah. I feel a little crazy sometimes." Jimin mumbled, looking away.

Jungkook's never going to like you back. Such a strong trait given to you, it's a waste. No one's ever going to want you. Taehyung sucked in a sharp breath, holding his head in his hands. He noticed Jimin get up and go closer to the window to see Yoongi and Hoseok fight.

He knew his trait was a waste when he couldn't even use it to it's fullest potential half of the fucking time. Maybe if it was given to someone more charismatic and hero-like, like Yoongi or something, then the trait would be handy. But it had to be given to Taehyung and- fuck, Taehyung felt a ringing in his head. No one wants you.

That's why his parents gave him up for adoption. Taehyung squeezed his head in his hands, digging his nails in, breathing heavily.

"Oh god, Yoongi's really going in. Hoseok looks scared..." Jimin said, looking in. "Nevermind! Hoseok's grinning now, he just extinguished all the fire by going around it really fast, gathering wind from his speed! Damn, they're neck to neck." Jimin said.

Taehyung got up from his seat, fumbling, he walked out of the waiting room, staggering towards the washroom. He walked into the washroom and almost fell over, but gripped onto the counter of the sink, and looked at himself in the mirror, breathing heavily. There was a vein thickening in his neck, and he was sweating, breathing heavily.

Taehyung turned the water in the tap on and splashed it on his face, but it wouldn't- it wouldn't go away. The pain. It was still fucking there.

He didn't know how long he stood there, but the door of the washroom burst open. It was Namjoon. "Tae! You and Jimin have to go on now, your names are being called. Yoongi won his match with Hobi."

Taehyung nodded, breathing through his nose. He walked out of the washroom, down the steps to reach the fighting stage. His heart was beating really fast, his head was spinning, he couldn't- he couldn't see. His vision was hazy.

Taehyung walked onto the stage, hands shaking slightly. Jimin stood on the stage, trying to collect himself. Taehyung walked onto the stage, and then stood opposite Jimin, feeling his heart to his throat, as if he was going to throw up as if the ground was swaying under his feet, as if-

"GO!" Coach Neon announced.

Jimin went forward and blasted a beam right on Taehyung's chest. Taehyung stumbled back, gritting his teeth. He clenched his fists. Control, control, control-

"Come on Taehyung!!" Someone from the audience shouted. "Defeat that pink son of a bitch!"

Taehyung breathed. "I c-can't-" Taehyung let out, his body pulsating. Jimin heard that and frowned.

"Are you giving up?" Jimin asked, and then furrowed his eyebrows. "You can't give up, Tae Use it! Use your fucking trait! Don't let this get by you! Stop getting so in your fucking head," Jimin shouted across to him. Jimin decided to say more, to irk him, maybe that would get him to use his full trait. "Fight me, Taehyung! I hurt the 'love of your life', didn't I?" Jimin riled him up. "Your precious little bunny who's never going to like you back, who's never-"

Jimin stopped in his words. Taehyung's pupils grew larger, larger, and fully onyx black. Jimin stilled.

"T-Tae?" Jimin let out, seeing a weird orange glow around him, like a haze, like he was peering into an ocherous sandstorm which surrounded Taehyung. "Tae, you-you're glowing, you-"

Taehyung put his hand up all of a sudden. A sharp, knife-edged icicle about 20 feet high rose from the ground, cutting right through. Jimin gasped and jumped back, but got a large cut on his arm, which began bleeding.

The crowd laughed and cheered, but suddenly, stopped. The ground began to rumble below them. Taehyung dropped his head down, jaw slack, eyes still completely black. Those large tall icicles began rooting out from the ground, even the seating place where the audience was seated. It almost stabbed many of the audience.

"Taehyung!" Jimin cried, seeing him do that. "What a-are you-"

"Shut the fuck up," Taehyung growled out, not moving his place, just moving his hand up again, and growing a tree vine around Jimin's legs. Jimin blasted at the vines, but more began growing to entrap his hands.

"Taehyung," Coach Neon widened his eyes when he saw water rising from the ground. "Taehyung, stop right n-"

Taehyung put his other hand up, and Coach Neon got hit by a bolt of electricity. Thunder boomed in the skies, and suddenly, it began hailing, sharp blades of ice and rocks falling from the sky, hitting everyone.

"T-Taehyung-" Jimin cried out weakly, the vines wrapping around him, circling his body, tightening around him. It circled around his arms and legs and torso, and then reached closer to his neck. Taehyung smirked to himself, eyes dripping with black.

He raised Jimin up, a stalk holding him up in the air while vines wrapped around his neck, choking up. Jimin threw his head back and breathed out a gasp of air, begging, tears rushing down his face.

Two teachers rushed onto the stage, but Taehyung moved his fingers slightly, and a large fire started behind him, causing a hitch in their movement. Everything around him was chaos, but he-he was blank.

He looked out of his mind, evil, smirking with his eyes black, red hair moving slowly, the orange glow still surrounding him. Jimin choked out, beams coming out from his fingertips, trying his hardest to fight back, to do anything-

"Taehyung!" Coach Neon shouted. "Let him g-go, you'll kill him!" Coach Neon said, and then made Taehyung see black. Taehyung reached his other hand out and electrocuted every single fucking person in the stadium.

He then turned back to Jimin when he could see again, and saw Jimin's mouth fall pen, eyes go wide. Thorns. The vine sprung with tiny thorns, which stabbed into Jimin's body.

The audience was screaming and running out of the stadium, looking for help. Taehyung let out a shout of anger, making large mountains on the ground, making everyone stop and fumble at the sudden quake of the earth. Taehyung laughed when the water began rising higher and higher, reaching to some people's heights.

"S-stop- please, I-I-I'm sorry," Jimin squeaked out, blood pouring out of his body, where the stabs were made. Taehyung made a large, large gust of wind around him and Jimin, so a tornado wiped out everyone else in the stadium.

"Hurts, doesn't it, Jiminie?" Taehyung dripped, his voice lower than usual. "Doesn't it fucking hurt?"

"T-Tae, let- let me go-" Jimin began, but then looked down and saw Taehyung had lit a fire below his feet.

"Want me to let you go, Jimin-ah?" Taehyung growled. Jimin began crying, shaking his head no., seeing as the veins took him lower towards the fire. Jimin threw his head back and cried loudly, sobbing as the fire lit his feet.

And then, it went silent.

The water, the vines, the fire, the thunder, the mountains, the tornado, the hailing, it stopped. It stopped in an instant, and Taehyung fell the ground, shaking, letting out a pained cry. Jimin fell too.

Miss Muscle was flying above the stage. Coach Neon, who was earlier desperately trying to calm the audience, looked and saw her. She lowered herself to the stage and wrapped one arm around Taehyung, and another around Jimin.

"It's okay." She whispered to Taehyung. "Everything's alright." She whispered to his ear, as Taehyung went limp and unconscious. Jimin too.

She flew up with them in her hold and right to the medical room, where she broke through a wall with ease and walked in. Everyone in the medical room turned to look at her with wide eyes.

"O-oh god," Jungkook let out with watery eyes, having seen the whole fight between Taehyung and Jimin. Miss Muscle let Taehyung down in a bed. The nurse hesitantly looked at her.

"I'll take Jimin to the hospital. Please take care of him." Miss Muscle said politely, and the nurse nodded frantically, still looked wide-eyed. Miss Muscle went out, holding Jimin in her arms.

"E-everyone, please leave while I heal him." The nurse stammered. Everyone nodded and piled out. Taehyung's skin was burning.

Taehyung stirred his eyes open. He looked around, body aching, but mind at ease. He saw a girl on the side, working on something. He groaned lightly, unknowingly, and the girl turned around.

"O-oh. You're awake." She stammered out. She was in a nurse outfit. Taehyung saw as the the girl took a step away from him. She looked around as if looking someone, looking... scared?

"W-why am I here?" Taehyung asked. The girl looked at Taehyung. "You- um- the fight. You passed out after it."

"Fight?" Taehyung asked. The girl nodded. "The one with the pink haired boy. Do you not remember?"

"No... I just... I can't. It hurts to think about." Taehyung grumbled. She walked closer to him, holding some medicine.

"Oh. You-you hurt him quite a bit. I don't know what happened. I'm sorry for sounding rude. Take some me-medicine, please." The girl said, giving Taehyung medicine.

"O-okay," Taehyung said, taking the bottle from her hands hesitantly, sitting up. He took a bit of it into his mouth and gulped it down, and then took water and drank it. She looked at him and sighed.

"Your eyes look different now." She said in relief. Taehyung blinked at her. "What's the- um- day?"

"It's the same day as the tournament, night time, though. Everyone's gone." The girl explained.

Taehyung felt so confused. "Do I- do I know you?" He asked. "Have I seen you somewhere?"

"O-oh. Yes, maybe. I'm- um- I study in the department of Seoul Hero Academy that teaches how to aid and help injured people. I was assisting the nurse today, and then this whole fiasco happened with you and- and pink haired boy." She stammered. "Tournament got canceled for the day. Yoongi, I think? He was pronounced the default winner. But he didn't look too happy about it."

"Oh." Taehyung looked down. He didn't want to bother the girl more. She had short brown hair, big hazel eyes, rosy cheeks. "I'm Moe, by the way. I've seen you around." She said, smiling.

Taehyung smiled at her. "That's probably not good. I fucked up today, didn't I?" Taehyung mumbled, grasping his sheets. "I don't even know what happened."

There was a sudden knock at the nurse's door. Moe went up to the door to open it, and then gulped. "Visitors not allowed-" She began, but the door burst open anyway.

"Tae!" Jungkook was there. He looked frazzled, eyes wide. "What the fuck happened? Oh my god, I've been so worried. Are you okay?"

Taehyung blushed slightly upon seeing him. "Y-yeah. I'm- um- okay I guess." Taehyung said. Jungkook sat down on the bed beside him, putting a hand on his cheek. Taehyung blushed more. Jungkook pouted his small pretty lips, eyes doe-like.

"Jimin's in the hospital," Jungkook whispered. "Coach Neon looked really really pissed. I hope this doesn't ruin things for you, Taehyung." Jungkook said.

"Ruin things for me- how?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook sighed. "Well, y'know! Everyone's really scared of you now! The audience was crying. You made them cry. They all ran out. The teachers are pissed. All the students are scared of you. You almost killed Jimin. And also-"

"E-excuse me." Moe stammered. "Please don't freak out the patient. It's better to be more gentle after a fight like such. Wouldn't want to cause panic."

"Oh," Jungkook said, looking at her. He smiled sheepishly at Taehyung, who had this petrified look on his face. "Sorry."

"Why're you here? Aren't you scared?" Taehyung breathed out.

"No, silly," Jungkook said, patting his thigh. "You just lost control of your trait. It happens when someone's really strong. We've studied that."

"I-I almost killed Jimin." Taehyung let out weakly. Jungkook's entire posture softened. "I'm f-fucking terrible, I-I- god, I shouldn't e-even be a hero, or- or-"

"Tae," Jungkook said softly, coming closer to him. "Don't worry. You made a mistake. You'll learn from it, I know you." Jungkook said, wrapping his arms around Taehyung's neck. Taehyung fit his head in Jungkook's neck. "Don't worry."

"T-thank you," Taehyung said with a sniffle. "I'm s-scared. What if they kick- kick me out of the school?"

"They won't, Taehyung. They're terrible people if they do that. They should teach you instead." Jungkook said, hugging him tightly. "Don't worry." Jungkook kissed his forehead. Taehyung felt tingly and warm all over, his cheeks turning red.

"Taehyung?" Moe began. "I'm s-sorry, I should give you and your boyfriend some space, but your- your phone's ringing."

"He's not my-" Taehyung began, but Jungkook ignored her and leaned forward to grab his phone. Jungkook handed it to Taehyung. Taehyung saw who was calling and his breath hitched. He picked it up.

"H-hi mom," Taehyung whispered gently into the phone. Jungkook got up from the bed to give Taehyung some privacy to talk and walked away.

"W-what happened out there, honey? We saw the whole thing! You looked so scary! Are you okay? Oh, my baby. We never should've sent you to the big city all alone. My little bear. I miss you so much, my son. My boy. My sweet little-"

"M-mom stop. Relax." Taehyung mumbled. "I'm fine. I-I don't know what happened."

"Do you think it's what happened last time?" Taehyung's mom said.

"I don't know." Taehyung bit his lip. "I think it was worse this time." Taehyung took a deep breath. "I-I'm scared, m-mumma. What if they expel me?"

"They won't! How dare they. You're the best student they'll ever have. That's why you got the scholarship, my cutie pie. My little prince. Oh sweetie, I miss you so much. The house is so empty without my favorite boy," Taehyung's mom rambled. Taehyung sighed, closing his eyes.

"I miss you too, mumma." Taehyung whispered, and then heard some shouting from the back, probably his brother protesting at his mother calling Taehyung 'her favorite boy'. Taehyung giggled.

Jungkook, meanwhile, was playing with some medical equipment. He picked up what looked like a tweezer and tried plucking a stray eyebrow hair under his brow, and then heard a cough.

"That's not for that." Moe the student nurse said. Jungkook got startled by her voice and put them down. "Sorry," Jungkook said, looking away.

"You're Jungkook, right?" Moe asked, and Jungkook looked at her. She had her hazel eyes all big. "I-I knew you from last year. You- um- slept with my friend."

"Oh. Okay." Jungkook smiled quickly and then turned around. She was weird, he concluded and then walked back over to Taehyung.

Taehyung had his head tipped back, phone held away from his ear. Jungkook could faintly hear his mom talking on the other side. "Everything okay?"

"It's my mom." Taehyung whispered. "She's rambling."

"My precious little honey bear. You make me sooo proud. Take care of yourself. Eat food properly! I want to see your cute round cheeks when you get back home-" His mom said loudly, and Taehyung's eyes widened and he blushed upon realizing Jungkook heard that. He quickly put the phone to his ear.

"Mom! Shush. I'll talk to you later, okay?" Taehyung said quickly. "Say hi to dad from me. He's taking care of himself, right? Not overworking?" Taehyung asked. He heard a response and then sighed. "Ah, mom! Tell him to take his the medicine for his back pain, then!" Taehyung said. He smiled. "Okay. Bye. Love you." Taehyung finished and then cut the call.

Taehyung looked up at Jungkook, who was smiling a little. "W-wow. You're really close with your family, huh?"

"Yeah. They always take good care of me. My mom does too much sometimes." Taehyung said in embarrassment. Jungkook giggled.

"That's nice," Jungkook said, nodding. "You seem to really care about them too. Real mama's boy, are you?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung nodded, looking embarrassed.

"You're lucky. I wish I had a better family...." Jungkook trailed for a few seconds. "Anyways! Poe said you can go back to the dorms tonight."

"My name is Moe," Moe muttered. Taehyung looked at her. "Sorry," Taehyung said, and she shook her head with a small smile, turning away quickly.

Jungkook looked at him and gasped. "Oh my god." He whispered to her. "Tae. I think she's into you."

"Okay," Taehyung said, not wanting Jungkook to have this conversation with him, especially when his own heart felt like it was going to leap through his chest and gallop onto a wild horse and run through Texas because of how close Jungkook was with him.

Taehyung got up from the bed, packing his things up. Moe smiled at him some more. Taehyung was 100% sure it was because of his stupid stupid fucking appearance that made everyone think he was someone he wasn't.

"I don't wanna go back to my dorm," Taehyung mumbled, looking down. Jungkook made his eyes big, looking at him.

"Do you wanna stay at mine? We can share the bed. It's big enough. Plus, I got this new candle in my room, it's like a vanilla cupcake, and it smells so good, and-" Jungkook rambled.

"N-no, Kook," Taehyung said, finishing his little speech. "I don't think we- we should sleep in t-the same bed." Taehyun shook his head. Jungkook looked at him, and then suddenly remembered.

"Oh... Right. Sorry. I just- um- I thought we could still be friends and stuff." Jungkook mumbled, looking down. Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds as they walked to the exit of the stadium.

"We can. But I think you need to also understand when something is a friendship and when something goes over that line," Taehyung said a little blunt. He stilled after saying it.

Jungkook gulped. "Sorry. I-I didn't think-" Jungkook looked at him. "J-Jimin hugged you all the time too, and- and I was just- t-trying to be a friend," Jungkook said.

"You only started being decent to me once I changed what I looked like," Taehyung mumbled.

Jungkook looked at him. "It's only because I thought you were changing and would make other friends, and I- leave me. So I tried to become closer to you and... I'm sorry. I just wanted you to remain friends with me-"

Taehyung didn't say anything, just walked out of the stadium hall, into the taxi waiting area. He raised his arm out to call for a taxi. Jungkook paused. "Tae. I swear i-if I could, I'd like you back-"

"Don't say that," Taehyung said quickly, cutting him off. "Don't- just don't say that. It's fine. You don't owe me anything. I didn't expect you to like me back."

"Okay," Jungkook said, nodding. A taxi came closer to them. But the moment the driver saw Taehyung, he drove away.

Taehyung's shoulders slumped. "Let's just take the bus," Jungkook said softly.

They got onto the local bus which was going towards a stop near their school. The people on the bus saw Taehyung and all moved away from him. Taehyung hesitated, and Jungkook glared at all the passengers. "Mind your own business!" Jungkook snapped.

"Didn't you get THRASHED by that little pink dude though?" The bus driver snapped back. Jungkook glared at him, and Taehyung dragged Jungkook to the back of the bus, which was empty.

They sat down in the last seats, and Jungkook looked at Taehyung. "Just come to my apartment, Taehyung. You can sleep on the couch or something. Or I'll sleep on the couch. Stay with me."

"Jimin's in the hospital anyway, Kook. I'll just stay in my dorm." Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him for a few more seconds and then nodded, looking down.

They reached the school and got off the bus. "Goodnight," Jungkook said to Taehyung. Taehyung nodded. Jungkook went closer to Taehyung and hugged him tightly, and then felt foolish when Taehyung only hugged him a little, awkwardly. Jungkook pulled away and went back to his apartment.

Taehyung walked to the dorms. He walked into the building, and instantly, the people on the ground floor moved away from him, some little flinching in fear and leaving. Taehyung tried to ignore it, just going to the floor where his room was. He walked to the lift and pressed it open.

The people in the lift literally ran out after seeing him. Taehyung sighed. He reached his dorm quickly, ignoring the way people dashed past him.

Taehyung walked into his dorm room and then froze. Jimin was inside.

He was lying on his bed, eyes closed. He had bandages all over his body, feet burnt partly. Taehyung's eyes widened. Next to Jimin, was Hoseok, sitting on a small stool beside his bed.

"I-is he okay?" Taehyung asked softly. Hoseok turned to look at him. He paled.

"H-he's fine." Hoseok said quickly. Taehyung gulped. "I didn't think he'd be back from the hospital alr-" Taehyung began, trying to explain. But Jimin began fidgeting in his sleep.

Jimin let out a mewl of pain, tears rising to his eyes. Hoseok put his hand on Jimin's. "It's okay, Jimin. Breathe." Hoseok whispered, and Jimin let out a cry, looking weak. Hoseok looked at Taehyung. "I think you should go."

Taehyung quickly grabbed his things. "Okay." Taehyung nodded, and then walked out of the dorm, closing it behind him.

Taehyung decided to go to Jungkook's apartment, the only place he could go where someone wouldn't be scared of him or remind him how pathetic he was. Actually, nevermind. Jungkook would definitely remind Taehyung how pathetic he was. But Taehyung didn't really have any other choice.

Taehyung reached Jungkook's apartment. Jungkook swung the door open, and Taehyung instantly wished he didn't come. Jungkook was wearing one of those headbands you wear while washing your face, and he wore a large t-shirt and short shorts.

"Oh. Hi!" Jungkook grinned. Taehyung walked into his apartment silently.

Jungkook gave him some hot chocolate and a sandwich. Taehyung ate it up and then apologized to Jungkook for being rude to him earlier. Jungkook said it's okay.

"Do you wanna go take a shower and change?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung nodded, getting up from the sofa and going to Jungkook's bedroom to shower.

Taehyung went to Jungkook's washroom and then sighed, seeing his reflection. He wasn't going to pretend to be this other person anymore, wearing clothes he didn't like and doing things he didn't want to do. If people didn't like him how he was, then they were no use in his life.

Taehyung took his bandana off, dropping it to the floor. He took his contacts off and chucked them in the bin. He took his earrings, rings, everything off. He stripped nude and took a quick warm shower. Afterward, he combed his red hair down like he used to earlier, not styling it up.

Taehyung put his glasses back on, grabbing his clothes he'd brought from the dorm. A simple big blue t-shirt with the periodic table on it. He didn't give a shit if someone thought it was weird. He liked it. Taehyung put it on and put on pajama pants with dinosaurs on them.

Taeyung ruffled his damp hair and walked out of the washroom, padding down the marble floors. He walked out of Jungkook's bedroom.

Jungkook, meanwhile, was messaging Jin.

Jungkook
he hates me because I dont like him back

Jin
thats not true

Jin
also he just kind of KILLED jimin why is THAT what you're choosing to focus on

Jungkook
priorities

Jin
u really dont like tae back? hes perfect for u, kookie. plus, doesnt he look super hot now?

Jungkook
eh

Jin
eh??? i GLOWED him up

Jungkook
he looks like every other guy. every guy has styled hair and wears cool rings or whatever tf. he looks good, but it doesnt excite me.

Jin
right. what excites you, then?

Jungkook
i dont know. i was clearly wrong about the bad boy image that i thought i liked. i wont ever know what kind of guy i like, i guess.

"Jungkook?" A deep mellowy voice came. "Where do you keep the cups?"

Jungkook turned his head. He paused. Taehyung stood there against the counter, in his dinosaur pajamas and shirt with the periodic table on it, and his glasses and brushed down red hair.

"It's in the l-last drawer." Jungkook squeaked. Taehyung nodded, going to grab a glass and get water for himself.

Jungkook gulped. He looked away from Taehyung but found it increasingly hard. Taehyung gulped down the water, and then put it into the bin.

Jungkook kept looking at Taehyung as he yawned, walking towards Jungkook. "You should really start recycling, y'know. The planet's not going to save itself."

"R-right. Sorry." Jungkook said softly. Taehyung looked at him.

"It's simple. Just keep two trash bins, one for the renewable stuff and one for the non-renewable stuff." Taehyung said. Jungkook nodded. "Where do I sleep?"

"You can- um-" Jungkook realized he was sitting on the couch. He got up and then saw Taehyung walk closer to him. "Um... the-" Jungkook began. Taehyung was a little taller than him. He looked at the sofa.

"I can fit on here, I guess. It's, what, like 215 centimeters long? I'll fit." Taehyung said. Jungkook looked at him closely.

"Y-yeah." Jungkook said, and then saw Taehyung sit down on the couch. Taehyung looked up at him. "Are you okay, Kookie?"

"I'm fine." Jungkook said quickly, biting his lip, looking away. "Fine. Fine fine fine. I'm gonna go sleep. There's the b-blanket," Jungkook said, pointing at the water bottle. "And there's water if you need it." Jungkook added, pointing at the blanket. "Goodnight." Jungkook finished, running to his bedroom.

Taehyung blinked in confusion, and then sighed, lying down on the sofa.

Jungkook ran into his bedroom and closed to the door, and then collapsed on his bed, hiding his face in his pillows. WHAT THE FUCK. Jungkook took his phone out quickly.

Jungkook
TAEHYUNG LOOKS SO FUCKING HOT

Jin
... what?

Jungkook
WHY DIDN'T I REALISE THIS BEFORE SKJDKSDJKSD

Jin
r u ok

Jungkook
he just walked out of the shower w his hair a little wet wearing these jammies with dinosaurs on them and a shirt with the fucking periodic table on it and began criticizing my lack of recycling and then guessed the width of my sofa

Jungkook
i've literally NEVER felt so attracted to someone

Jin
what the fuck is going on

Jungkook
jin he's so fucking hot oh my god what the fuck why did he hide in that stupid bandana and black clothes he's so hot oh my god i want him to choke me and then tell me facts about organic chemistry

Jin
are you into him ??? when he looks so nerdy????

Jungkook
he looks daddy as FUCK

Jin
ew

Jungkook
i want to make out with him do you think if i went out rn he'd make out with me

Jin
no

Jungkook
ughhhh i'm gonna go read the wikepedia page on biological enzymes to impress him tomorrow

Jin
im so confused

Jungkook
goodnight

Jungkook took a deep breath, his heart beating fast. He didn't know why he didn't notice it earlier. Maybe because he only saw him as a guy he hung out with. But now... Jungkook wasn't sure. It was weird, but he suddenly found himself very very very attracted to Taehyung. Was that weird?

Jungkook hoped Taehyung never takes his glasses off again.

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lol tf jungkook whyre u suddenly into him

anyways i know this is super random but do u guys like the LOG cover bc i spent like 4 hours making it LMAOOO