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[fifty-three] ripping pages

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jungkook ripped out the pages from his notebook, worried that the older would read it. most pages were written in a code, but that was something he made up at the age of 12, in other words it was too easy.

but what really made him nervous was that one page he wrote concerning the incident. he found it calming back then to write down his thoughts, especially when there was nobody to support him. it had already crossed jungkook's mind many times that the brunette may have snooped through his belongings, including his notebook. i mean, please, who constantly asks about a notebook like that unless he saw something?

so, he thought of getting rid of it while he could. to be honest he felt that there shouldn't be a need to keep it from taehyung, but he was so ashamed.

like, how would he think of me? nobody wants to be with a depressing, dirtied person like me.

jungkook's head jolts to the side when he hears taehyung unlock the bathroom door, shoving the pieces of paper into a trash bin. he then skillfully covers it with another layer of table paper, attempting to hide it (a/n: smh i srsly do this every time i try to hide smth).

"hi!" jungkook says in a high-pitched voice. taehyung lifts his eyebrow, not used to an overly-excited jungkook. he waves back awkwardly, "hi?"

taehyung walks over to drop by jungkook's side on his bed, embracing him.

"hyung," jungkook chokes out.

taehyung hugs him tighter, murmuring: "if it gets too uncomfortable, tell me." jungkook hums in response, shifting in a more comfortable position. he plays with his bangs, letting his bare fingers go through the strands of hair. "it's so soft."

"you're softer," taehyung mumbles in the crook of jungkook's neck, tickling him with his warm breath. jungkook giggles, actually enjoying the physicality.

"tae, don't you got a maths test tomorrow?"

"meh. this is more fun," taehyung hums while snuggling in jungkook, pulling him down onto the bed.

"you should finish studying."

taehyung reels in the pushed-off blanket from jungkook's bed, covering them both. "after i finish napping with you," taehyung lays half of his body weight onto jungkook's petite frame, trapping him. "taehyung! it's five in the evening!" he whines.

"shhhh, sleep." he smiles fondly with eyes shut, pulling jungkook closer with a finger on his lips. taehyung leans in for a peck on the younger's forehead, humming a silent "goodnight" whilst chuckling at jungkook's flushed reaction.

but jungkook couldn't help the urge of trailing his eyes down to the ripped pages, laying at the bottom of his trash can.

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(a/n):
so mUCH FLUFF im sorry ;-;
tbh i've run out of ideas, i'll try to come up with an ending soon too since it's reached over 50 chapters (woah it's sure a lot) ilya'll