Hoodie Weather // Vkook

7

The junior came back with two glasses of punch only to find that Taehyung had left their table. The corsage that he gave the older was still in site.

Why'd he take it off? Was it ugly? Maybe he should've bought the more expensive one, Taehyung would've loved it. What if he actually hated this one?

Where was the senior?

Did he pass by him to use the restroom and the younger didn't notice? Maybe he went to get more food.

But his assumptions were wrong because the first thing his eyes caught when he turned to look at the dance floor was the back of Taehyung's head.

The music slowed down, a clear que for anyone who didn't have a date to shoot their shot with a fellow singlet. Anyone who wasn't a fan of slow dancing or acted like they weren't a fan of slow dancing (because they're single as hell) had already scurried back to their tables, afraid of getting stuck between two mushy couples.

The junior didn't move. He stood where he was, drinks still in hand, heart sinking to his stomach.

Jungkook stared as the boy he was deeply crushing on swayed rhythmically with Hoseok to the slow music. He couldn't be mad at Taehyung because deep down he knew something like this would happen. He should've known better than to leave Taehyung's side, giving him the opportunity to scurry back to the boy he truly had feelings for.

Maybe he was disappointed in himself for gaining hope.

Perhaps his eyes watered at the sight of the perfect couple, trying his hardest to blink them away. Though it wouldn't have mattered even if he let himself cry. Everyone was too occupied with their dates or friends. Even his own date was too occupied to catch a glimpse of the heartbroken boy.

He felt awkward standing alone by the gym wall while everyone made the best of their night. It was sort of embarrassing to lose his date on the first dance he'd ever attended. Jungkook imagined a night filled with memorable laughs and smiles from the ethereal brunet. But no. Instead, he's lonely and contemplating whether he should walk home or stay to make sure Taehyung doesn't go home past the curfew his parents set.

Dances sucked and-

Fuck. He was about to cry. No no no.

Gently placing the drinks on their table, Jungkook walked back out of the gym and into the hallway. Taking deep breaths sort of helped with getting rid of the tears forming but his heart still hurt.

It's funny really, it didn't matter how much longer he knew Taehyung or how much effort he'd put in just for the older to notice him or at least appreciate him as a friend. The brunet would pick Hoseok. It's always Hoseok.

It's always everyone else but Jungkook.

Because Jungkook's the loner.

Jungkook's the shy kid.

Jungkook's the one that receives snickers from just walking in the hallway.

Jungkook's... just him.

But wanna know what's funnier? Despite knowing that Taehyung would never put him first, it didn't matter to the younger. He loves the boy. It doesn't matter that his heart's been dropped many times by him.

So why was Jungkook suddenly so heartbroken about the situation when he had years to break? Ever since the younger entered high school, Taehyung and Hoseok had been together.