[CONTENTID1]Chapter 33[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2] Crush on you [/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3] Slot Number 1 [/CONTENTID3]

[CONTENTID4] 

Jungkook woke up.

The first thing to notice was that he couldn´t move.

The reason for it was the holding him tightly while sleeping.

Jungkook smiled and carefully turned around. He poked his cheek.

„Hyung?“ he whispered.

„What?“ he mumbled.

„It´s morning already. We have to get up.“

Taehyung turned him around and pulled him towards his chest, and started to caress Jungkook´s back. „Let´s just stay like this, okay?“ he whispered. After a few seconds, he heard that he was breathing steadily. He had fallen asleep again.

It knocked.

Jungkook flew out of bed, putting his clothes on quickly. He saw that Taehyung ignored the knocking and grabbed the bedsheet to cover his body.

"Aish... this stupid . He will embarrass me to the bones." Jungkook cursed silently.

The second Jungkook closed the zipper of his jeans, Namjoon´s head popped up.

„Good morning.“ he smiled brightly.

Jungkook felt himself doing weird movements with his head. He focused and nodded.

„Good Morning...“he stammered.

Yoongi walked in bluntly and sat down next to Taehyung.

„I know that you are tired, but the breakfast is not waiting forever.“ he ruffled his hair.

Nothing happened.

„I am ruffling his hair, and he doesn´t flip?“ he looked at Jungkook with wide-opened eyes.

Jungkook just smiled."Look at that..." he whispered.

He sat down on the bed and crawled his chin. Taehyung started smiling and lifted his head with closed eyes.

He was probably dreaming about the vogue.

„What the hell...?“ Yoongi stammered. He stood up and walked towards the door.

„You tamed him pretty good.“ he smirked at him.

„What are you guys doing here?“ he heard Taehyung´s sleepy voice coming from the back."And don´t ing ruffle my hair."

„We just wanted to check on you. If you´re okay. And the bed.“ Yoongi giggled.

Jungkook´s face lost all color.

Namjoon just giggled. „God, just kiss me already...“

„Don´t stop, Kooki...“ Yoongi added.

„Close the window the next time... little melon.“ Yoongi and Namjoon burst into laughter, leaving a frustrated Jungkook and Taehyung behind when they walked out of the door.

“God... this is so embarrassing....“ Taehyung screamed in his pillow.

Jungkook fell to his knees. „Just... breath....“ he told himself.

"That´s your ing fault, alien!" Taehyung yelled at him.

"You could have noticed it too, !"

"Whatever!"

"Whatever... you... aish! Stop pouting Jungkook-ah!" Taehyung threw the pillow at him.

"Melon?" Jungkook enjoyed teasing his hyung.

"Okay..." he smirked.

"Thank you." Jungkook smiled.

Taehyung was walking towards the cantina of the resort. The pet was walking behind him.

Silently, ashamed, and blushed.

Taehyung didn´t feel better at all.

„Why didn´t you close the window?“ he hissed at him.

"We talked about that already, you idiot!" Jungkook replied angrily.

„I didn´t know it was open. Why didn´t you check if it is open?“ he pestered.

„I didn´t think about it!" It´s your damn fault.“

„Why is it my fault if I didn´t know it either? It´s your fault too.“ Taehyung wanted to slap that damn melon.

„It isn´t!“

„Of course! Use your damn alien brain.“

„Aish...“ Jungkook was sulking behind him.

Taehyung stopped, and Jungkook ran into him.

„What...?“ he mumbled.

Taehyung took a deep breath.

Another deep breath.

He grabbed the pet’s hand and walked straight into the cantina.

Before Jungkook knew what was happening, Taehyung had dragged him into the room. Thirty-five students were staring at him.

The first water glass fell on the floor, followed by several spoons and four girls.

Jungkook wanted to hide in a mouse hole.

Taehyung ignored the girls completely.

He pushed him onto a chair and sat down himself.

“Melon?“ he asked.

Jungkook nodded in disbelief.

„I´ll get it.“ He walked away.

„Good morning...“ he heard Hoseok whispering.

„Hi...“ he stammered.

„Next time, close the window.“ Jimin patted his head.

Jungkook wanted to die on the spot." I heard about it already..." he whispered.

"Well, we heard it too." Jimin smirked.

Taehyung came back.

He looked good. The clothes were casual again, no eyeliner, hair natural... NATURAL???

Jungkook jumped up from his chair and stared at him.

„What the hell?“ Taehyung sat down.

„You... your...you...“ Jungkook stammered.

„What?“

„Your hair... is not styled...“ Jungkook tried to form the words.

Taehyung touched his hair.“Oh, it isn´t. You´re right. I come back in a minute.“

Jungkook´s last pitiful rest of pride vanished when Taehyung kissed him on his nose and turned around, leaving the cantina.

„Don´t do that in public!“ Jungkook yelled at him.

He turned around. „I can do whatever I want, alien!“

„This is... you´re such an !“ Jungkook teared up.

„Just shut up!“

„Don´t talk to me like that!“ Jungkook stomped with one foot on the ground. He felt like a baby.

„YA! I am older. Watch your mouth, alien!“

„I don´t care!“ Jungkook threw a napkin at him.

„I don´t care that you don´t care!" Taehyung grabbed the napkin and threw it back.

„Just... aish… I hate you!“ Jungkook pestered.

„I HATE YOU TOO!“ Taehyung snapped and left the cantina.

„This is... what is happening...?“he stammered.

"I guess you are getting along a little better now?" Yoongi chuckled.

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