Jungkook's POV

Taehyung stares at the door intently, eyebrows furrowed with a troubled expression.

"Tae, who is it?" I nudge him with my foot and he stands up from the bed and bites his lip nervously.

"Kookie, stay here and don't make any noise. I'll be back in a minute" he leans down and pecks me on the lips before rushing out the door.

He didn't answer my question.

Sighing, I curl up into a ball and scrunch up the duvet into a lump to hug. The sheets smell of Taehyung's cologne and his familiar natural scent. I hear the noise of the front door opening and the banging of heals against tiles.

"Taehyung-ah! You can't ignore me, y'know! I called you earlier and you didn't pick up! If you don't want to see me anymore just say it! Say it now!"

I hear the voice of a girl, around the same age as us.
If you don't want to see me anymore just say it!

What the hell is that supposed to mean? Who is this chick?

Reluctant to be left out, I roll to the edge of the bed and swing my legs over the side, feeling my feet touch the cool floor. I stand up and creep over to the door.

Taehyung told me to stay put...

Sighing with defeat, I decide to press my ear to the wood and listen into their conversation, unfortunately slightly muffled but enough to hear what they are saying.

"Yeona... You know I don't like you in that way and I know you don't either. The only reason you're trying so hard is because you don't want to disappoint your parents and I understand that. Just tell them you don't want this and I'll do the same. Please just stop trying. There was nothing between us in the first place. Plus I'm gay..."

"YOU'RE WHAT?!?"

I jerk back from the door a second, water forming in my eyes. Why do I feel like I want to cry? I don't even understand the situation but I can't help but have a bad feeling. My brain is full of emotions and I'm just confused.

"I'm gay. There, I said it and I really don't care if you go and tell my parents. Just please stop bothering me, I like someone else"

A small smile forms on my lips without me realising. My legs suddenly feel weak and I slide down the wall next to the door, my body reaching the floor with an audible thud.

"What was that?"

Oh shit.

"Urm...nothing, probably just something falling in my room. You should leave now, don't want you being late for any of those book clubs of yours" I hear Taehyung laugh nervously and curse aloud. I should have been more careful.

The sound of her high heels grows closer and closer and my hands become clammy with sweat, my leg bouncing up and down with nerves. With a sudden idea, I leap to my feet and look for somewhere to hide.

The door clicks open and that's when I know I'm too late. I watch as the gap grows larger and the slim figure of a girl with tumbling brown hair is revealed. Her judgemental dark eyes look me up and down and she struts towards me, her eyes not leaving mine.

I shoot Taehyung a worried look as he emerges into the room with a nervous expression. My focus is snapped back to Yeona as she stops getting closer, her body incredibly close to mine that I can smell her sickeningly sweet perfume. Her long fingered hand grabs below my chin and jerks my head to her level, only slightly below me.

"Who the fuck are you?" She snaps, her grip tightening on my chin; so much so that it becomes sore from her sharp talon-like fingernails.

"Let go of him!" Taehyung growls, his voice stern. She carries on staring into my eyes, waiting for an answer to her question. My mouth becomes dry and I go to speak, except nothing comes out.

"Is he the guy you've been playing around with? He's pretty, nice eyes and lips" her fingers move up to my lips and she traces over them lightly. I would move away but I can't seem to unfreeze. I feel like a statue that can't do anything, no matter how much I want to.

She begins caressing my cheek and I feel my ears go red. I look over at Taehyung who has obviously had enough. I watch as he bursts forward and grabs hold of my wrist. Yeona slaps his hand away with one swift movement.

"I'm not going to hurt him, babe. I'm just admiring him, that's all... What's your name?" She tilts her head and strokes the bridge of my nose.

"J-Jungkook" I manage to breathe out, wanting to slap myself for getting nervous over a girl.

"Oh, nice name! My Taehyung clearly has good taste..."

That's when I feel the need to ask the big question.

"Wh-who are you?"

"My name is Yeona... I'm Taehyung's girlfriend!"

Everything goes silent, even the birds stop chirping outside, the wind stifling.

I feel tears form in my eyes and the world begin to spin. I can't think straight, can't function. Taehyung lurches forward to hold onto me but I dodge away, shaking off Yeona's hand in the process. I can't help but notice a smirk playing on her lips.

"Kookie, its not true! I don't like her! Kookie!" He shouts after me as I dart out of the room, reaching the front door and grabbing my bag. I ignore his voice and carry on, opening up the door with tears staining my cheeks.

"Kookie, please listen! I love you!"

I run.

-x-

The sharply cold air whips my hair across my face, the revving of engines filling my ears as cars whizz by. The lights from the convenience store glow behind me as I sit on the pavement, fingers shaking as I find my dad in the contacts on my phone.

I struggle to see the screen with tears clouding my vision. This is a nightmare.

"Jungkook-ah!"

I turn my head and see a boy running towards me, newly dyed silver hair bouncing.

Jimin.

As he reaches me, his expression changes from overjoyed to sympathetic.

"Jungkook-ah, what's wrong? Has something happened?" He crouches down to my level, wiping away the tears from my cheeks.

"T-Taehyung has a g-girlfriend" I mumble in between sobs. I watch as his eyes widen and then his face softens, a smile of reassurance taking it's place. He moves to sit next to me on the pavement, placing a hand on my knee.

"I thought this would happen..." He sighs, looking down at his feet.

"Its not what you think. You probably just got the wrong idea. Taehyung comes from a very rich family so his parents have high expectations. They want him to be in a relationship with someone from a good background. That's where Yeona comes in. Their parents matched them together and so they were kind of a... Forced couple. Tae doesn't like her and she doesn't like him but they had to stick with it for the family. She wants it to work but he doesn't. Look, Kookie, they don't like each other at all and Tae was telling me about his plan to come out to his parents about being gay and that he wanted to find his own relationships..."

"Oh my God..."

Jimin looks at me with an anxious face, squeezing my knee reassuringly.

"Tae really loves you. He used to talk about you all the time. Still does. Now that you're united he seems so happy. Please don't throw that away. He needs you"

I gulp and release a heavy sigh.
"I need to go back and apologize. I've made a huge mistake. I should have listened to him!" I groan, hitting my head against the wall behind me.

"I can show you the way back to his apartment?"

"Yes please..."

He smiles, eyes scrunched, and stands up, pulling me up with him. He beckons me down a busy street and I follow, feeling him drape his arm over my shoulder.

"Hey hyung..."

"Hm?"

"Thank you"

-x-

I stand in front of Taehyung's door, staring at it. I'm too nervous to go inside.

What do I say?

Jimin left to see Yoongi and give us some space so I'm alone, unsure on what to do. My quivering hand reaches up to the wood, knocking quietly. I notice a shadow under the door disappear and hear the door unlock.

Was he sat against the door waiting for me?

The door swings open on it's hinges revealing a tanned brunette, eyes puffy.

He leaps forward and engulfs me in a warm embrace that I melt into. I feel him stroke my hair comfortingly and I squeeze him so that there is no space between us.

"I'm so sorry Tae, I should have listened...please forgive me!" I whisper into his chest, only just audible.

"Of course I forgive you! I'm sorry too, I should have told you sooner" he pulls back to look at my face, cupping it in his large hands. He frowns as he strokes my cheek.

"You're freezing...come on" he ushers me to the couch in the lounge and I slump into it, watching as he retrieves a blanket from a nearby cupboard. He drapes it over me and sits next to me. I can't help but bury myself into his side and absorb his warmth.

"Do you wanna watch a movie?" He asks, looking down at me with welcoming eyes. I nod and he grins, turning on the tv with a remote and selecting Netflix.

He scrolls through a few, shaking his head with disapproval. Then he lands on one, smirking.

"How about this one?"

I look at the title and frown.

Fifty Shades of Grey.

"What's that?" I query, nudging his side as he clicks play.

"Watch it and find out..."

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The next chapter is when the story title really becomes significant *cough* smut *cough*

Lmao anyways thanks for all the reads, votes and comments!

Also blood, sweat and tears fucking killed me yo they're all so disrespectful like damn okay stay in yo lane

I keep listening to all the songs from the album help

#cypher4rise

K bye bishes (ly really)