So I promised some people a sequel. I'm not actually going to post another separate story; I'm just going to put it as another chapter. They're already related, so why not? Sort of short, but I hope it'll do.

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Taehyung sighed as he watched Jimin fidget with his hands under the table. Ever since Taehyung had come clean about his relationship with Jungkook, Jimin had avoided

him like the plague. He was slowly drifting farther away, little by little each day.

Why are you like this, Jimin?

Jungkook took note of Taehyung staring at Jimin, and felt something stirring in the pit of his stomach. It was unpleasant, and honestly, he never wanted to feel it again.

Jungkook tightened his hold on Taehyung, pulling him closer from their spot on the sofa.

Taehyung caught his eye, then leaned forward to rub their noses together. “A bunny kiss!” Taehyung had said the first time. “Because you’re just like a bunny; cuddly,

soft, and adorable.”

Jungkook had pretended to pout, saying he was y, and that Taehyung was the cute one. The whole incident resulted in a tickling session. Which led to a make out

session. Which led to mind-blowing .

After all, they were in a perfect relationship.

. . .

The fans said they were perfect for each other, already catching on (actually having caught on a while ago) about the relationship they were hiding. The hyungs said they

were perfect for each other, the staff said they were perfect for each other. Even their parents knew about the relationship and supported it.

And most importantly, Jimin said they were perfect for each other, and if Taehyung were being honest, his was the only opinion he cared about when relating to his

relationship with Jungkook.

Taehyung found his thoughts haunted by Jimin most of the time recently, and it was almost annoying, because why can’t I stop thinking about him?

“Taehyungie?” Jungkook said, looking up from his phone. “Yeah?”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes,” Taehyung said in surprise. “Why would I not be?”

“I don’t know,” Jungkook said. “I’m not you.”

Taehyung shrugged, then lied back down on the sofa, hands under his head.

Jungkook never took his eyes off his boyfriend. “You know, if you need to talk about anything, you can always talk to me. I love you; you can tell me anything.”

Taehyung looked over at Jungkook. “What did I ever do to deserve you?”

“I honestly don’t know,” Jungkook said, smirking slightly. “Maybe you got me completely by luck.”

“Go away, Jungkook!” Taehyung shoved the younger away, laughing.

Jungkook became serious immediately. “Do you really mean that?”

Taehyung’s eyes widened in surprise. “No, neve