"Home sweet home", Taehyung said with an huge boxy smile on his heart shaped lips. He let the younger one forward and then himself entered the small apartment in which he lived.
He was living here with his best friend Jimin, who was studying at another university. Jungkook remembered that Taehyung once said him which one it is, but he  forgot it.  It had to be something with rights and economy. So Jimin's interests were far removed from Taehyung's, who studied biology like Jungkook did. 

"You changed the couch", Jungkook noticed suddendly. 

Not much had changed. As usual, the projector hung above the sofa's place. There was no television here. In the same room there were two beds, a table for 4 persons and a kitchen. It was a simple one-room apartment.

It was really nicely decorated and pretty bright. 

"Yeah, Jimin broke it. He just laughed so hard that he fell down and took the back of the couch with." 

Jungkook coulnd't help but smirk. 

"Hasn't this boy the same problem with chairs?", he laughed. 

"Yes he does", Taehyung said smiling, shaking his head. 

The two boys let their schoolbags to the ground and sat on the cozy couch. 

Taehyung turned the lights off, closed the curtains and opened up netflix on his laptop which was connected to the projector.  He started "all of us are dead" and leaned back pleased. 

Jungkook wasn't really watching. He was to caugh in his own world, to deep inside his dark thoughs. 
He didn't even realise when Taehyung put an arm around his shoulders. 

"Jeong-gug", he whispred silently in the younger ones ear. 
"hm?"
"I know your not watching"

"I know their is something wrong with you lately."

"I'm fine Taehyung", he promised him with a smile on his lips.
"Oh Taehyung if you knew" he though screaming inside, holding back the tears.

He had never told the truth.
He had never showed his feelings.
He had never cried. 

Even if she died.