《OUR SECRET. ━ TAEKOOK ✓》Chapter 21
Advertisement
for those who didn't know, my book (personal slave) was plagiarized. not only i experienced that problem, but also other authors as well. everything is okay now... i hope. if you see works that look exactly the same as mine, please do tell me (because i don't own any other accounts [except for my reading acc on wattpad], specially on other writing sites).
-
"Jungkook, come-" Before Taehyung could even continue his sentence, the younger quickly ran away, which lead him dumb founded.
Taehyung couldn't even care less about the bear Jimin gave. Yes, he appreciated it, but right now, there was one thing he needed to fix.
Why did the situation suddenly turned upside down?
There at the empty area of the dormitory, Taehyung saw Jungkook staring at a distance into the bright stars in the sky. He couldn't help but to feel a pang on his heart as he saw tears falling from the other's cheek as he looked up.
"Jungkook..." once again, he chanted his name but in a sweeter tone. Although this time, the younger kept his stare above and didn't even look down.
"Tell me, hyung. Did you come back to me just because of pity?"
"It's not like that, I can explain—"
"I think I already saw everything. Even when we had a small break with our relationship, I can totally see how happy you were with that transfer student." Jungkook sadly smiled as he blinked his eyes to stop his sad tears from falling down. "You didn't have to lie a few hours ago, you could've just told me truth. It won't be easy for me, but at least it would've been less hurtful than knowing you just went back to my side because you felt sorry for me."
Taehyung was speechless, but even so, he turned his palms into fists and bit his bottom lip before retorting back with tears forming at the corner of his eyes. "Jungkook, I haven't told Jimin about our relationship yet! I was shocked as well at what he did. I bet if he knew about our secret, he won't do that."
Advertisement
"But why didn't you tell him? I thought starting tonight we are going to be official?" This time, Jungkook looked at Taehyung straight in the eye to give him a questioning stare. "I even had the will to bring you to my friends tonight, Tae! And if it wasn't such a bad timing or if they weren't drunk, I still won't hesitate to tell them about us!"
Once again, Taehyung fell silent. Jungkook was right, why didn't he tell Jimin about it?
And one specific reason crossed his mind.
"...I-I'm afraid I'll hurt him because I knew he had feelings for me..."
Forcefully, Jungkook wiped his tears and began releasing chuckles. "Afraid?" he looked around to see if there were other people listening, and to their luck, there weren't. "Hyung, that was the exact feeling I felt when Eunbi kissed me without my will on the courtyard. I was afraid that if I pushed her, I will hurt her feelings and I didn't want Hoseok hyung to be mad at me if I had done that, since he has slight feelings for her."
Taehyung scratched his head in mixed confusion and annoyance. "I don't know anymore. Why does our relationship always have to end up this way?! Are we really not meant for each other?"
"I don't know... maybe." Jungkook whispered as a reply, but little did he know that it was audible to the other's ears.
"What? 'Maybe'? Jungkook don't tell me..." the older's eyes widened as he stammered through the next part of his sentence. "A-Are you giving up on us?"
"What if it's for the better?"
As Jungkook said these words, he slowly walked into the dormitory without looking back.
"Jungkook—" Taehyung tried to stop him by reaching to his arm, but as if the other knew, on time, he moved his whole arm away.
Advertisement
"Hyung, don't follow me." Jungkook deadpanned. "I need some time alone."
Taehyung couldn't help but to cry as he watched Jungkook walking to the lobby where everybody partied. Now he didn't know what to do or where to go. Jimin is probably confused on his car right now, waiting for an explanation.
And since it was a holiday today, Taehyung bets that his parents are also celebrating at their house.
Maybe he should take another route to exit the dormitory and go greet his parents a happy new year.
It was early morning so the moon was still up and the scenery around Taehyung as he rode his bike would be dark if it weren't for the street lights illuminating his path and the fireworks exploding beautifully in the sky.
Many people from children to the aged were outside watching the fireworks. Taehyung felt like his problems were slowly disappearing from his mind as he finally reached familiar buildings, because in just a few turns, he'll be already in front of his house.
And he would be happy, just for the rest of the New Year, with his parents.
Although Jungkook wasn't.
Right now, Jungkook was at the corner of the dormitory lobby at the bar area, drinking alcohol to forget what happened.
He was hurt, he really was. He knew that alcohol wasn't the solution to his problems but he just wanted to pass out right now.
On a scale of one to ten, he's probably around eight or nine right now if you would ask him how drunk he was.
His vision starts to get blurry and without his knowing, he's already slurring out incoherent words that had no sense to nobody in particular.
"H-He deserves the best a-actor award. And I thought for a moment things would go back to the way they used to be." He said with a childish laugh at the end as he slapped the bar table where he was learning.
"Hey, glass cup." He held the small cup in his hands and talked to it as if it was a person. "I'm bothered at the fact Taehyung kissed me a few hours ago and now he kissed another person. Am I not handsome enough?"
"What are you talking about? You are handsome as heck." A sweet voice said from his back. Jungkook tried to remember who it was, because the owner's voice sounded familiar. It was on the tip of his tongue, but he can't seem to determine who it was.
"Really? Then I am better than a life sized bear, am I not?"
"Of course you are." The person paused. "Gosh you're so drunk right now, I bet Namjoon will kill Hoseok with his glare after he knew Hoseok left you to be drunk like this."
"Everybody on my squad is missing!" Jungkook childishly flailed his arms around to show that he was upset. "Everybody leaves me anyway."
"No, I'm still here." The person grabbed one of Jungkook's arms, draped it over their own shoulder and dragged him slightly. "Come, I'll bring you to your room."
"Sure." Jungkook hiccuped as he followed the person.
And that was his big mistake that he'll probably regret for a long time.
-
I typed this on my phone and I haven't read it yet sorry for the mistakes!
Advertisement
Frozen Core
Ice. Synopsis for lonliness, strife and death. Surving the winter was always hard in the past, even for those with magic surronding them. But does it have to be? Could a dungeon be born out of someone's love for the frosty season? A place with snow for sledding, stars to dance under the aurora, jiggle bells to chime, cozy cabins in frozen forests, and many more heart chilling events wait for those looking to beat the heat. Joy to the world that embraces the cold!
8 77Odditorium
Creativity is power. Creation is power. Arax is empty, he has no personal attribute and his parents have left him out in the dark. By day he suffers through a mid-level university trying to convert people into Masters but it's given him no luck, nothing will stick. His only momentary joy is the games of Harshings that he plays every night with the members of the Armament Club, ten of the highest level Harshings players of all-time, Arax is the only one under three-hundred years old. Anyways, after a harsh game of Harshings (pun intended) one of the members of the club contacts him with a solution to his emptiness problem, Mimir's Well. Anyways, this story is about God's and creativity and bonkers off the wall (expletive) and rituals and God's and sex jokes. I probably got inspired by like all of the mythos stories that have been popping up on here. It's in a VERY rough form because I've just been getting back into writing. I've written like fifty thousand words already so I guess have fun.
8 161Sir Skelliton
Necromancy is an old but simple practice. To be a necrotic spell master requires only three things. Magic, a limitless yet difficult power to master. Raise undead, one of the first and most basic spells any magic user will ever learn across their lifetimes. An open class slot. But this isn’t a story about an up and coming necromancer. No this is about the faithful minion that’s been summoned by their fledgling master. If you think being a Necromancer is hard, just imagine how hard it must be for a Lv1 Skeleton.
8 209Untitled
A financial analyst and manager died from a heart attack. But he found himself reincarnated in an alternate world where technology had surpassed his original world’s version of the early 20th Century. He found himself living peacefully together with his new family when a bomb is dropped on his beloved home. And as the world revolved around a cycle of chaos, all the nations released their best agents to spy on their enemies in an effort to get the upper hand in this new world’s pecking order. This is the story of the man who will be known as the greatest spy in this new world.
8 84Conflicted Feelings
What does it mean to be loved? What does it mean to be their parents’ everything? What does it mean to be someone’s home? Erminae didn’t really know. It wasn’t for the lack of trying. But, she thought with envy, wasn’t it just what Vicenzio had? She saw her mother’s indifference, saw her father’s unresponsiveness. Whoever she tried hard to get close to the result was the same. She was but air for them. She saw that woman came in with her son. She saw him get what she always desired. Her jealousy turned her into another person, an ugly one, blinding her to other possibilities. And ultimately, she understood, what she was searching for she would never get. This was when she finally learned to let go… _________________ First part finished
8 66La Mafia: Una Mentira Para Una Traición [Español]
Nadie va a saber lo que pueda pasar mañana, ni siquiera nosotros, el tiempo suele ser un enigma indescifrable incluso para los más sabios, pero hasta ellos saben que en este mundo hay un paso entre la vida y la muerte, solo la traición te lleva a un final sin regreso, y esa delgada línea es tan frágil como una bella flor. Pero la decisión sólo queda para aquellos que no temen arriesgar lo más importante, por eso nadie se atrevía a traicionarlo, hasta su llegada. Ese día se robó algo valioso entre las mafias, algo de un valor inimaginable. Y lo iba a recuperar. ¿Pero a qué costo? Todos ya eligieron su bando. ¿Cuál es el tuyo?
8 203