Jungkook was taken aback by the sudden question. “No.” Jungkook replied with a poker face.
*RING* *RING* Taehyung hummed while sitting up forcing the younger boy to slide off of him.
Jungkook watched as Taehyung strolled towards his phone that laid above a wardrobe in front
of the bedroom. “What's up?” Taehyung answered as he turned to face Jungkook.
Jungkook’s POV:
I sat on top of my legs while waiting for the call to end, but within the few seconds of Taehyung
replying my stomach stirred in worrie. “I understand.” His voice slightly trembled. I could feel
my heart pounding against my rib cage, those caring brown eyes for the first time were
glistening with tears that reminded me about the blue ocean. Taehyung weakly laid the phone
back down, his back faced me. “Jungkook, tomorrow Jhope and Rapmonster will pick you up…”
As he spoke he searched for clothes calmly through a nearby closet, “I'll be heading out tonight..”
I want to see his face, I want to know if he's okay. “What? Wait. I don't understand what's
happening, why are you leaving?”
“I'm not leaving for good silly,” he finally turned to face me with a smile, but..I could tell he was
forcing it. “...you will see me as soon as you awake tomorrow morning.” Little needles pierced
through me, “W-What are you leaving for? Can't you stay with me?” I spoke while trying my best
to control my breaking voice. Taehyung dropped his robe off before sliding on his boxers and
ripped jeans, along with a gold Gucci belt. The golden tiger reflected the light in the room
catching my attention. Is he going to a club? Why does he need to wear su