Jungkook POV

"Here," I said as I handed Taehyung a towel through the crack in the door.

"Thanks," I heard him respond.

"Taehyung," I called him before he could close the door on me.

"What is it?"

"Are you okay?"

"I already told you I was fine."

"I don't believe you."

"I know you don't."

"Then why don't you explain?"

"You still won't understand."

What? Of course I'll understand. It can't be that complicated. Taehyung always did sulk for the smallest things.

"I'll try to. If it means you'll look at me."

I heard him breathe out slowly. "Wait until I come out."

"Alright." He closed the door. I sat in the hallway waiting for him. If I did something else in the meantime, he would think I didn't care and he would've kept ignoring me.

It wasn't too long before Taehyung came out of the restroom. He wore a red T-shirt and black sweatpants, that I let him borrow of course. His towel hung on his manly shoulders and his wet hair made him look more attractive than he already was. It made me feel strange.

"Let's go to my room."

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Taehyung POV

We sat there in silence for a minute or two. I knew he was expecting me to say something first, for me to break the ice. I knew how much he didn't like to pry into people's personal lives, especially mine. To him, I was the most mysterious person. I didn't talk a whole lot about my family or anything that didn't have to do with Jungkook in general. Okay, I didn't talk about my family at all.

I knew all about his family and personal life. I knew all his favorite things and all his weaknesses. I knew what made him blush and what made him angry. Hell, I even knew all the people he's ever talked to. Ever. Except Jimin.

Why was it so hard to accept him?

Because he stole your first love...

Because Jungkook likes him. Its so obvious.

Because he's so close to Jungkook. Are you sure they only knew each other for a week?

He's trouble. Definitely.

Many thoughts filled my head. They made me feel insecure and paranoid. Why doesn't Jungkook love me the way he loved Jimin? Loved? No. Loves.

I already established to myself that I was jealous. So how many times did I have to clarify that? I already established to myself that I cared for Jungkook. Deeply.

You don't care for him. You love him. Stop trying to hide it from yourself.

The voices in my head taunted me. But they were strangely helpful in realizing what I really wanted. What I needed.

You're right. I do, I really do.

What took you so long to figure it out...

I I loved Jungkook. Did he? Was it obvious to others when it wasn't to me? (A/N: Hey that rhymed.)

If everyone knew, did Jungkook? I want him to know. Even if he won't accept me. Even if I'm pushed to anxiety and paranoia and eventually suicide.

I turned around and faced him. "Jungkook..." I started.

"Yes?" He did the same and we made eye contact. My heart started pounding. Very hard. I wouldn't be surprised if he heard it. I started sweating, but hopefully it wasn't noticeable since my hair was still wet. I bit my lip and swallowed my saliva before I continued.

"I..."

Jungkook looked at my intently, as if trying to read my mind on what I was about to say. He slightly tilted his head and looked at me with a worried glance.

"Iloveyou." I shut my eyes after I spoke my mind very quickly and waited for him to turn me down. To tell me he didn't like guys or that he just didn't feel that way towards me in particular.

"I love you too." He said. I gasped. Jungkook...loved me,......too?!

"Y-you do?!" I exclaimed and looked at him. He was smiling his cute and innocent smile and was looking at me with such caring eyes.

"Yeah." I couldn't believe it. He loved me too?! I wasn't rejected! I'm so happy, but scared and anxious at the same time. I never dated a guy before, or a girl. I never even went on a date. It felt great to have Jungkook as my first boyfriend. Wait...we never actually ever agreed to go out, did we?

"You're a great friend."

"You're very kind and funny to be around. You have a great personality that can make anyone fall for you."

"I'm so glad we're best friends!" He smiled again.

Of course it wouldn't work out. Jungkook is much too naive to understand my feelings for him. Hell, he's too naive to even understand his own feelings. He must've thought I was joking.

Dammit. Maybe if I didn't mess around so much, he would've taken me seriously. He would've accepted me and we would've been happy. Or...not.

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It was already the next day. Jimin slept on Jungkook's bed while Jungkook slept on the floor. Last night Taehyung went home at around 10. Jungkook woke up and saw unread texts from him.

Jungkookie are you asleep

About earlier, I really do like you

Really.

Does it make you uncomfortable

If it does I'm sorry

Please don't ignore me

Jungkook smiled as he read the older's text. What is with him? He thought as he smiled again.

Jungkook texted him. He received a response minutes later after he came out of the restroom.

Jungkook laid down and sighed. He stood up and woke Jimin.

"Jimin, wake up. Taehyung's coming over."

"So?" Jimin mumbled with a sleepy yawn.

"We're going to the movies together?"

"So?" Jimin turned on his side and pulled the blankets higher over his head.

"So, you're coming with us."

"Do I have to?" Jimin whined.

"Yes." Jungkook answered with a stern voice and look.

Jimin gave up. "Fine."