"Jungkook, I am not doing this with you!"

"Why not? It's my birthday."

"That's irrelevant right now. You know I'm scared of heights!," Taehyung exclaimed, standing in front of the queue with his arms crossed.

"It's not as bad as it looks. If it gets too much for you just close your eyes, or look at me."

Sighing, Taehyung glanced towards the wild roller coaster, contemplating whether he should give in or not.

As Jungkook's words sank through him, he started blushing.

What does he mean, look at him? So he would be okay with me looking at him? That's so sweet!

He turned his head to face Jungkook, once again finding himself get lost in the younger's features-- especially his lips.

Damn it Taehyung.

"Ugh, fine. B-But you take responsibility when I faint. Or get a heart attack!" Jungkook laughed.

"You sound so sure. Don't worry, nothing will happen, I'm there. And now let's get in line, it's crowded."

Jungkook grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the back of the seemingly never-ending queue.

It was crowded, indeed. But Taehyung couldn't seem to care, all he could do was stare at Jungkook's hand around his wrist. A smile was forming on his face as he once again recalled the other's words.

Don't worry, nothing will happen, I'm there.

Oh, how much these words actually meant for Taehyung.

As the two of them stood in the waiting line, Taehyung's anxiety grew. To calm himself down, he stole some glances towards Jungkook to calm himself.

It surprisingly worked. Bizarre how simply one glance at the other had such immense effect him, huh?

Hundreds of people surrounding him while chattering loudly and the only thing corrupting his mind was Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook.

Every millisecond he spent with him, he felt beyond ecstatic.

But that ecstasy was short-lived.

All of a sudden, he felt someone's hand on his behind. Grabbing his butt.

He had never been so shocked in his whole life.

Letting out a loud gasp, he turned around and slapped the hand away.

In front of him stood a much taller and stronger boy around his age, smirking at him.

He somehow looked familiar.

Was Taehyung going insane?

The blonde boy decided not to throw a fit since there were too many people around and he didn't want to start drama.

So he just sent a death glare towards the smirking boy and turned around again, now feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Jungkook, who had been on his phone until now, looked at him worriedly.

"Are you okay? Did something happen?"

Taehyung quickly shook his head, avoiding the other's gaze on him.

"N-No, I'm okay."

Jungkook let out a low sigh, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp and demanding.

"Taehyung." His voice sounded much deeper, almost like a growl, sending shivers down Taehyung's spine.

Beyond intimidated, Taehyung lowered his gaze towards the floor.

"Umm.. S-Someone just groped me."

Jungkook's eyes widened and turned even darker than before.

"What the hell?! Who?!"

Taehyung flinched.

"I have no idea! Calm down please, you're scaring me."

Jungkook sighed again.

"Sorry. Are you okay? Do you want to leave?"

Taehyung smiled, his heart fluttering at how caring Jungkook was being.

"It's okay, I'm just a bit... spooked?"

Jungkook nodded understandingly, swiftly glancing behind them at, presumably, the 'culprit'.

"Was it him?" Carefully, Taehyung nodded.

Jungkook scoffed loudly with a condescending look on his face.

"Disgusting piece of shit." He was about to lunge forward, probably to grab the unknown boy's collar, but Taehyung held him back by putting a slightly trembling hand on his shoulder.

"N-No, leave it, I don't want to make a fuss."

The younger looked at him with disbelief written on his face.

"Are you kidding? He basically assaulted you, no one gets away with assaulting my best friend!"

Does he think I can't defend myself? Normally I would be offended but why do I feel so... flattered all of a sudden?

Who am I even kidding, it's Jeon Jung-fucking-kook, my crush.

Taehyung shook his head, his heart once again fluttering and, because of the indirect friendzone, hurting at the same time.

"It's okay."

Jungkook let out a huff out of frustration. "Then stand in front of me. You're obviously uncomfortable."

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows, dumbfounded.

"What? How?"

Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Like this, duh." He grabbed Taehyung's arm, spun him around and pulled him right in front of him, so that they were standing face to face.

Taehyung, who was clearly not expecting this, widened his eyes and just stared into Jungkook's eyes the whole time, the other staring back.

No significant emotion was displayed in his eyes.

But that was enough for Taehyung to freak out, internally.

Once again, time stopped and he forgot everything around him, concentrating on nothing but Jeon Jungkook.

Since when did he get so demanding?

And so protective?

Everything he does just makes me fall for him even harder, can he stop?

Neither of them broke the eye contact, weirdly.

And for a second, it was like Jungkook actually assumed something.

"I'll tell you when the line moves up."

They broke the eye contact and Jungkook grabbed his phone again.

And Taehyung started admiring his features once again, one by one.

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After a long waiting and a wild roller coaster ride with many loopings and drops that mainly consisted of Taehyung trying to contain his anxiety by viewing Jungkook's side profile, the two of them approached Mr. and Mrs. Jeon, who were sitting on a nearby bench with Yeji and Beomgyu.

"And there are my big babies! Now that you're here, will you get us some food please, Jungkook? And you, go with him, my dear husband?"

After answering with an 'Of course' and pecking his wife's lips shortly, Mr. Jeon left with his slightly taller son, leaving Mrs. Jeon, Taehyung and the toddlers.

"So, do you plan on telling him soon?," Mrs. Jeon asked, patting Yeji's soft hair while holding her in her lap.

Taehyung nodded. "I think I'm doing it tonight." Mrs. Jeon removed her hand from the toddler's hair and clapped excitedly, making the small girl look up shocked.

Beomgyu, on the other hand, clinged onto Taehyung's legs since he was in need of affection.

"Good choice honey, your gay is showing." Taehyung gasped.

"Wha--"

She giggled. "I'm sorry, that was a joke. Partly. You seem so uncomfortable around Jungkook nowadays, is there something we need to talk about?"

Taehyung widened his eyes.

Oh nothing, I'm just falling in love with your heterosexual son. Nothing special, right?

Taehyung laughed nervously. "No, I was just scared of coming out to him. A bit."

She reached out her hand and ruffled his hair in an affectionate way, smiling.

"Aww baby. No need to be scared. I know my son, he is the sweetest cinnamon roll ever and he cares about you. Everyone in our family is very open-minded about this topic. I didn't have many talks with Jungkook about this but I can assure you he will accept and support you a hundred percent, as he should."

Taehyung smiled, slowly feeling more and more courageous.

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Jeon."

She returned the smile.

"You're like a part of my family, you deserve all the love and support you can get. Oh, look at that! They're here again!"

As he watched the approaching figure of Jungkook, holding hotdogs and soft drinks, he felt nervous.

Nervous for tonight.

But he knew he could do it. He had to.

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