(Jungkook's POV)

     "How does a person know if they're straight?" Taehyung questioned making my shake my head.

     "They just are...I don't know!" I groaned as I pushed my face into my pillow.

"Jungkook." Taehyung's voice was soft as I heard footsteps come near me.

"I can't be gay." I mumbled, thinking of what would happen. My heart sped up as my breathing became irregular. "I'll g-g-get kicked out! M-my mom, she'll be s-so hurt, and my friends...they'll hate me! And-" I feel like I can't breath.

"Jungkook, hey, calm down." I heard his voice but it didn't process. Everyone will hate me, I'll be alone. I wasn't like other people where everyone would accept me. I threw my pillow across the room, I cupped my face only to feel wetness.

Oh, I'm crying.

Hard

(Taehyung's POV)

Jungkook rambled, stuttering and hiccuping as tears fell down his face. He was breathing incredibly fast as he poured his heart out.

I went over to him on the bed, pulling him to my chest.

"I'll b-be all a-alone Taehyung!" Jungkook sobbed, his tears soaking my shirt as I held him tighter, tracing circles on his skin with my thumb. He sounded like he was on the verge of hyperventilating. "E-everyone will l-leave me!"

"Shh, Stop Baby, just breath." I whispered, trying to calm him. "That's not true-"

"H-how do you know t-that?" He cried, his nose buried into my neck as his fingers griped my shirt.

"Your mom loves you and if your friends don't accept you then they're not really friends." I tried to think of anything to make him feel better but he just shook his head.

"I won't leave you, you won't be alone because you have me."

     "Y-you barely even k-know me." Jungkook hiccuped, his voice softer now.

     "I know that you're sweet." I sat him up on my lap, his eyes looking at his feet. I cupped his damp cheeks, wanting him to look at me. "That you put others before yourself." I thought back to the times in the last 2 weeks were he missed needed sleep to come and see me, often times paying for a private show just to let me sleep.

     "I know you're super cute." I tried to make him smile and sort of succeeded, he gave a tiny smile. "Let's not focus on the gay part..." I said gently, hoping not to upset him again. Maybe if I can just get him to admit he's not straight.

     "Are you attracted to girls?"

     "Y-yeah, I think they're pretty." Jungkook's breath hit my neck, I tried not to focus on that when he spoke.

     "But would you sleep with one?"

"I don't k-know, maybe?" Jungkook's answers didn't really help. An idea popped into my head.

"Okay...close your eyes." He looked at me in confusion but eventually did it anyway. "Picture you in your room, sitting on your bed, a girl walks in." I bit my lip, wondering if this would even work. "The girl walks over to you..."

(Jungkook's POV)

The girl walked over to me, her fingers touching the tie on her robe. Her eyes staring directly into mine.

"Are you ready, Daddy?" Her voice was lustful and seductive. My face heated up as I nodded quickly. I scooted back on the bed as she untried her robe. Letting it fall to the ground.

My breath hitched as my eyes landed on her lace bra. She's sexy, but am I turned on?

She came closer to me, before I knew it she was on top of me, her lips grazing my neck as her chest pressed into mine. She grabbed my hand, cupping my hand onto her breast.

I was nervous and hot but that was probably because this almost naked woman was on top of me. But...

I don't feel...

My hearts not beating really fast, I'm not hard, I don't want to go any farther with her.

(Taehyung's POV)

"I don't understand the point of that." He mumbled, looking at his lap.

"Think about a guy coming through that door now."

"Taehy-"

"Just do it." I watched as he closed his eyes again, thinking of a guy coming through his bedroom door. Him stripping instead of a woman. I watched as his face became slightly pink.

I smirked realizing my plan worked, this kid is most definitely not straight. Because...at the thought of having sex with a guy...

He's hard