WHAT HE WANTS | TAEKOOK ✓

thirty eight.

taehyung's pov

jungkook's aunt had called him. apparently his mother had fallen asleep at her house so she would be spending the night.

once he hung up, i began to realize how late it was. before i could make my way to his door, he spoke,

"tae, please...don't go...stay with me tonight."

so i did.

i called my mother, telling her i was staying over at jungkook's house. she made me promise to be a good boy. no funny business, she had said.

i don't think she even noticed how hoarse my voice sounded.

jungkook was standing in-front of me, staring at me as i hung up with my mother. he cupped my cheek with his large hand as he whispered,

"im sorry for doubting your feelings earlier. i just got a little jealous. it felt like you were accepting his confession."

"jungkook i only have feelings for you. it's always been you and it always will be. i'll talk to jimin tomorrow morning." i sniffled.

"do you want me to go with you?" jungkook asked softly.

"no, i-i think that will just make things worse. i don't want you guys to argue." i stressed.

"okay gorgeous." he kissed the top of my head.

i dreaded having that conversation, knowing nothing good would come out of it.