froyo - tk.

eighteen.

*JUNGKOOK POV*

jungkook slumped back into the couch, mind racing with unwanted thoughts. perhaps he was blowing things out of proportion, but it was evident something was off.

taehyung had not left his room for two whole days straight. his door was locked shut and he chose to communicate with jungkook only by text. it was weird, if jungkook might say.

there was no trace of light that could lead jungkook to the right solution. he even tried breaking taehyung's door open, but only got small whines and groans in response. was the dude pregnant?

"fuck," he groaned out. jungkook never knew finding interest in someone would be this difficult.

jungkook felt someone lightly shove his body to the opposite side of the couch, intending to make room for themself. he took a quick look at dokyeom and proceeded to stare at the wall.

"what's with you?" dokyeom asked with a hint of humor in his tone.

it was obvious that there was a tenseness in jungkook's muscles. he explained to dokyeom that taehyung was being awfully moody, but more than usual. jungkook had not once seen him step foot out of the guest bedroom.

the stress spread through jungkook's mind like paint on a canvas. "did i do something?"

"i doubt it," dokyeom hummed, picking at his cuticles. "maybe it was him."

jungkook glanced upward before examining dokyeom's face. he didn't know whether it was his words or actions, but one could easily tell dokyeom was suppressing his actual thoughts on the situation.

"what do you mean?"

and that was when dokyeom let loose.

"we both know how smart taehyung's mouth can get," he addressed. the tone in his voice was light and calm, yet passive aggressive. "he might've messed with the wrong person this time and now he regrets it."

jungkook disagreed. hands slipped in pockets, he continued thinking. "nah, i don't think so. taehyung's a pretty nice person unless provoked."

"i disagree."

"what?"

"sometimes he isn't that nic—"

"can you shut the fuck up?"

words left the both of them. the two searched their mind for something reasonable to say, but nothing came up.

jungkook had been working hard to keep his temper in tact, but there was no way he would allow dokyeom to talk about taehyung that way.

"you woke up on the wrong side of the bed, huh?" dokyeom remarked.

"what the hell is your problem with taehyung? you've been acting weird ever since that one day i got pissed at you for rubbing his back."

dokyeom only chuckled in reply.

"what's so fucking hilarious?" jungkook's face almost reddened out of anger. his eyes were completely empty in regards to empathy and his heart hammered erratically.