Y'all still alive after seeing that photo up there?

Taehyung's POV.

I was greeted with silence when I woke.

I found myself already missing the joyful environment that was present at Yoongi's and Jimin's.

Jungkook had slept on the couch last night. As usual. He simply refused to sleep in the same bed as me. The familiar feeling of guilt tugged at my heartstrings as I imagined the pain he would have endure after awakening.

Selfish.

With a heavy sigh, I pulled myself from the bed, immediately missing the warmth it had provided me as the cold air bit at my exposed skin. My eyes flickered towards the digital clock that stood innocently at the side of the bed stand.

Seven o'clock.

Jungkook still had not left the house. He left at quarter to seven every weekday for his job at the music studio down the street.

It was one of the rare moments when I would be able to catch him before he left the house. I had always been known to be a heavy sleeper and would usually awake after everyone else had.

With a hopeful heart, I quickly stepped over the hamper of clothes that were draped around the room, in attempt to get to the door. But I was beaten to the task as the doorknob was turned and the door was pushed open.

Jungkook stood at the doorframe his mouth hung open and eyes widened.

It was only then did I realise I was only wearing a pair of red striped underwear.

It was habit of mine to wear only a pair of underpants to sleep. However, there were times when I did sleep with every item of clothing other than just underwear. But at the moment my embarrassment and shock was the only thing that mattered.

There was absolute silence as we stared at each other.

Just silence.

My cheeks were flushed and so were the tip of my ears. Jungkook still hadn't moved, his eyes trained first at my face before lingering slowly towards my chest, abdomen and then towards my boxers that hung dangerously low.

I cleared my throat, feeling immensely uncomfortable at the sudden changed of tension in the air.

Lust.

His eyes snapped towards mine and a furious blush began to bloom across the base of his neck, traveling towards his cheeks,"S-Sorry."

For the first time in weeks he seemed vulnerable. For the first time in weeks he did not look at me as though he hated my very presence.

"I.."

I didn't know what to say. What was there to say, anyway? He had just seen me partially naked after weeks of simply disregarding me.

His eyes flickered down to abdomen again, and I was suddenly extremely self-conscious.

I wouldn't say that I was overweight nor too chubby at the middle. I was just slim. I wasn't muscly, and I didn't show any hint of it.

Jungkook however already had six pack from the last time I had seen him a shirtless and deep down I felt as though I would have to live up to his standards.

"I'm going to now."he muttered, his eyes trained respectfully on mine as if he was restricting himself from glancing down.

I nodded, unable to meet his gaze as my own embarrassment began to set in,"Right. Bye then."

"Yeah."he stammered, his eyes dropping again and a red hue began to tint his cheeks,"Bye."

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Sorry for the short chapter! Bit of a moment there, eh?