II When Jin Met Tae II (A Taejin Story) ✅

Thirteen

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Dedicated to seokjinstar

Jin's P.O.V

I wake before the sun is fully up. The curtains of the window are drawn and I can hear the faint chittering of birds and feel the warmth of the morning sun through the glass. Taehyung is still sleeping peacefully. I don't have the heart, or the guts, to wake him up. So I pick out my clothes for the day-a hiking outfit, complete with sweatshirt and knee-length shorts, and tiptoe quietly to the washroom to change.

'Where are you going?' A deep voice asks, and I freeze.

I spin around and see Taehyung sitting up on his bed, his hair tousled and his eyes still hazed over from sleep. I wonder if he'll believe me if I say I'm Prof Jackson or something.

'Seokjin. Where are you going? And why didn't you wake me up?' he asks again, pulling aside the covers and beginning to scramble out of bed. I bite my lip. No point lying now.

'I just thought you would like some extra rest,' I say, trying to sound casual, which is kinda hard due to the fact we kissed each other last night.

'Nice to see you care so much about my sleep,' he chuckles. He doesn't seem to remember anything. Maybe...

'Jin, I need to talk to you.'

No, he definitely does. I swallow hard.

'We can talk later. It's getting late. Prof Jackson said we have to leave for hiking at ten o clock, and it's already half past nine. I'll go change first.' And I sprint into the washroom and lock myself inside before he even has a chance to reply.

'You don't need to hurry,' he calls out. He sounds a little...chastened? 'I'll just change right here, in the room. I'll tell you when to come out.'

Great. So now I have to stay in this stuffy little washroom while he changes into his hiking stuff. For all I know, he could take forever.

I wonder how I'm going to dodge talking to him all day. Once or twice is okay, but I can't come up with an excuse every time. 

I know he wants to talk about the kiss. But I don't. I can't.

I change into my clothes, pulling on my sweatshirt and khaki shorts and applying sunscreen all over my arms and legs. I'm so immersed in it I forget all about Taehyung, and open the washroom door and walk right on him, still changing inside our room.

'What the heck!?' Taehyung swings his neck round and glares at me. I hardly notice the glare, just the same as I don't notice my eyes unconsciously roaming down his body. He has nothing on but a towel around his waist, and his hair is glistening with the conditioner he was rubbing into it. Mint-flavoured, most probably. 

Damn, he is fine.

'Jin!' I hear Taehyung shout, and jerk out of my trance. I stare at him, dazed, trying my hardest to look nowhere below his face.

'I told you to stay inside!' Taehyung says, sounding exasperated. 'Still, if you've come...I'll barely take a minute. Hang on.'

'Oh no, I'll go,' I say, beginning to panic at the thought of him changing right in front of me. 'I'll be...uh...waiting in the lobby with the others.' 

I stride towards the door, but Taehyung puts out an arm and grips my shoulder. Not hard, but firmly.

'Jin,' he says, gently. 'Jin, look at me.'