⟦THIRTY EIGHT - OUR VERITIES.⟧

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CHAPTER 38 (ACT 3 / FINAL): VERITIES.

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JUNGKOOK'S POV:

"Don't you think we have a lot of chemistry?" He smirks whilst clicking his pen. I roll my eyes, muttering back, "Shut up, jackass."

"Jackass? I'm your boyfriend," He tsks at me.Β 

I let out a little chuckle and then reply, "Distracting boyfriend."

"Distracting?" V looks at me with a brow raised, "Rude."

The two of us get back to our work, studying as if we were only lab partners and nothing else. It made me think of something, something that has been lingering ion my mind for the last tens of thousands of hours... Why don't we ever - open up?

Why don't I know anything about him?

"Jungkook?" I shake my head from daydreaming, a habit of mine lasting since I was born. "Yes?" I nod quickly as if I was focused.Β 

The teacher rolls her eyes, "What is the definition of neutralization?"

I sigh at myself for not bothering enough in the lesson, and then I hear a pen tapping beside me. I see V pointing out to an answer, more specifically a definition, "A neutralization is a chemical reaction in which an acid and an alkali reactive quantitively with each other."

She nods, brow arched and arms crossed, "What a lucky guess."

Sheepishly I crush myself so that my heads looking down at the textbook, focussing on the textbook. I hate daydreaming, it always happens when I don't want it, and it happens a lot. Way too much.

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V'S POV:

"Not to be an interrogational but what'd you daydream about?" He's moved from being quietly buried away in his arms to lock at me with aghast eyes - cheeks red. "I didn't say anything wrong did I?"

"N-No you didn't," He stammers, taking a sip of the pink lemonade that he had held in his small hands. He mumbles out an answer, "I was thinking about us..."

"Us?" I smile, my head resting on his shoulder as we sit in the library. "What do you mean by us?"

He rubs the back of his neck and I can see his cheeks darkening a dark rouge as he states, "Well I just thought that we never tell each other anything."

"What do you mean by that?" I ask softly.Β 

He seems to flinch at the question, dodging with the response, "I-It doesn't matter."

I wrap my arms around him, making little circles on his cheeks with the pad of my finger, "Mmm... But it does."

He shakes his head with a pout, "No it doesn't."

"Yes it does," I nod my head, kissing him on the cheek.Β 

He pouts, then finally muttering out, "I wanna get to know you."

"Know me?" He nods, a small smile replacing the pout. "What's there to know?"

"Hmm..." He puts his chin in his palms, fingers tapping his cheeks as he thinks. He's so adorable, I could squish and hug him forever. "Is your name really V? Or is it like a shortening?"

The question hits me. Why am I called V? It gets me thinking back to the night, years ago, and I shake my head slowly. He looks up with the surprised face that I knew coming. I look around to see if there are many people around us, which there are, and so I mutter out, "It's too crowded here, can we go to the Art Basement, A18?"

He nods, the same small smile on his face, "Yeah, sure." I help him pack up his books quickly, but he ends up throwing them into his arms and we leave the library. I hate myself for being so blatantly obvious in this eerie silent walk to the basement.

It's like it's the calm before the storm. "You coming?" The shorter brunette asks me, standing with his hand on the handle, the door a slit already open. I nod.

We enter the dim room and Jungkook runs off to turn on a string of golden fairy lights. I laugh to myself, maybe these lights will brighten the mood.

"What are you laughing about?" Jungkook asks, playing around with the fairy lights, neatening them up in a straight line but they become bent. Again, it makes me laugh... But not the good laugh. It's a pity laugh. Pity that it's not straight and rather insecurity that I've forced myself to become secretly secure with.

"Nothing," I murmur. He sits on a table, hands at the edge and then he smiles as if it's a cue for me to start.

THIRD PERSON'S POV:

And here the two sat, sitting on opposite tables at the opposite sides of the room, not realizing that this story was only the beginning to an ending.

"My real name is umm... It's Taehyung. People used to call me-"

Jungkook looks at the boy stunned, before a shaking finger points at him, breathing out huskily, "You're... TaeTae?"

"Uh yeah, that used to be what someone called me..." The older clearly forgot the "You're," a word that was a must in nearly every conversation.

"Don't you remember?" He squeaks out, moving away from the table to sit next to me. "When we were younger..."

V chuckles in confusion, "Uh... No. Why would I?"

So the older sings a small song the two made when they were younger, the song that they'd sing together in the forest they met in a dark, starry night.

They just had to be... star-crossed lovers.

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i love lany.

also making a new story (ikik) but it's a short//medium one, should be around 30 chapters only, instead of 50-60!

sorry for late update as well, i'm getting used to the new update schedule :)

Β©keketan

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