Jungkook's Point of View

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It was eleven pm when i woke up at the sound of the doorbell ringing. I groaned sitting up on the bed. I could hear voices at the first floor, and I could imagine who it was for the hour. He was a man which my mom was dating, he came to our house around 11-12 pm, in not defined days, like it was his home. I didn't like him at all. All they did was fuck. I sighed sadly, and my mind went to Jimin on it's own. I wanted to call him again, i really wanted to hear his sleepy voice, how could he sound like just awoken? But I immediately cut out the idea, I didn't want to be persistent, he needed time to adjust, and surely I didn't want to wake him up at this hour.

You:

Tae

Taelien:

Wassup?

You:

Do you want to sleep over?

Taelien:

Coming

Thirteen minutes later, my phone buzzed, signaling Taehyung was already there. I made my way down to the first floor pretending not to hear my mom and that man having sex in the other room, opening the door to the boy, who was embracing himself

>>Damn it Juan, take more time, I'm not freezing at all dude<<

>>Sorry man<<

He entered the house taking his jacket off

>>Kiddin'<<

He proceeded to go up to my room, he knew well where it was

>>So, what happened?<<

>>Nothing special<<

He looked at me skeptical

>>Jungkook please, you don't call me to stay with you for nothing<<

I tilted my head

>>Shut up for a moment and tell me what you hear<<

We could clearly hear moans and banging in the house, Taehyung looked at me apologetically

>>Again?<<

>>Again<<

I plopped on the bed, Taehyung following soon after

>>How's going with Jimin<<

>>Not fast how I wished, but it's going somewhere<<

I paused for a moment

>>But I really like him Tae<<

He rolled to the side, holding to his elbow

>>You mean like like, or 'i want to bang him' like?<<

>>The second one for sure, but I can tell he's good for me<<

>>What do you mean?<<

>>Ugh, I don't know how to explain to you, but he makes me feel good, when all the other people I wanted to fuck were just..fucks. Maybe I could try with him<<

>>Then what you're going to do now?<<

>>I don't know, damn I don't even know how long it will take..<<

>>Sup' dude, but how's Jimin towards you?<<

>>I can tell he finds me attractive, yet ,other than be shy, he seems to keep himself back<<

I shrugged

>>I only need to make him give in<<

Taehyung hugged me, rubbing his head to mine

>>Jungkookie is in love~<<

>>I'm not, shush<<

He bited my cheek playfully

>>Yeah you are<<

I giggled

>>As if<<

I pushed his face away

>>Stop it, you hoe<<

>>You are an hoe!<<

>>We're both whores Tae<<

>>Deal?<<

>>Deal.<<

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Taehyung was sleeping peacefully next to me on the mattress, snoring softly, a leg on my tummy, and an arm thrown on my chest mid-hugging me, his lips parted, brushing my shoulder. I took my phone navigating instagram's home, passing by this Jimin uptade of some hours ago:

I pursed my lips, feeling that bubbly and not pleasant sensation again towards their relationship. Jimin seemed to trust Yoongi with all his heart.

What if Yoongi was in love with my Jimin?

Or even worse, what if Jimin himself was in love with his best friend?

The caption said '@Suga You look so peaceful while sleeping you grumpy cat'

I tapped two times the screen and the heart popped up signaling I liked the photo, then i scrolled down, pressing on Yoongi's account name. The page appeared immediately, it was very similar to Jimin's account for some reasons like the enormous amount of photos that portray them together, but it had a more aesthetical feel in it. However it had even photos of Jimin alone, but they where more derps than anything, maybe just to fool him

Yet they really looked like a couple, they went out a lot to eat, they had lots of photos in each other house, posted lots of them together, made cakes, car rides, nights out, but all always together.

I sighed closing the app, it wasn't my business anyway, why mind silly things like that? Why do I have to feel so attached to this boy? What makes him so special? Was it his body? Was it his smile? Was it his height? His expressions? His reactions? His cute behaviour? His embarrassed face? His kisses? His dancing? His naivety? Why was he so cute? Why was he so pure? Why he had to be so perfect? He was an absolute masterpiece. I dropped the phone, feeling my cheeks grow hotter and hotter. Am I blushing? Why am I blushing now? Why why why? I whimpered covering my face with my hands, moving Taehyung, who however did not notice the movements, and continued drooling on the pillow.

You:

I know you're probably sleeping but I had something to say to you

If I wanted to ask you out, what would you say?

I'm not really used to this kind of things, but It's a date, not a friendly one

So, Jimin, are you willingly to give me a chance and go out with me?

I hope on waking up with your yes in my text notifications