Fake Boyfriend || A Taekook Fanfic - Chapter 22: Chapter 22

The next day~
TAEHYUNG'S POV
"TAEHYUNG! WAKE UP FOR HELL'S SAKE!" a loud woman's voice boomed in my sweet dreams of rainbows and unicorns. Did I say woman? Oh yes I did. The only lady in this world who acts sweet but is a fricking demon inside. My mom.
"I want to sleep more," I whined and buried my head with a pillow to block out the noise, but my mother being a stone-hearted lady, kept banging on my door. I groaned in annoyance and got up. What is the point of living if you can't even get a decent sleep? I groggily walked up to the door and held the door knob. When I opened the door, I saw my mom glaring at me. What a nice morning greeting! Expecting a happy or delighted face early in the morning was a no-no for me. Either I had to see my mom's demonic face or my ugly face in the mirror.
"What?" I rubbed my eyes and yawned wide. My mom smacked my head. The usual way of greeting me and I was so used to it that right now anything that hits my skull would be painless.
"Do you know what time it is?" she asked me and pointed to the clock behind me. I squinted my eyes to see better but the clock just looked like a black dot on the wall. Why is everything so blurry?
"Mom. I can't see it," I said and she sighed.
"You're not wearing your contact lenses, you chicken head," she barked at me and I pouted. Mean lady.
"What is the time then?" I asked her.
"It is already one."
"One in the morning?" I yelled and jumped onto my bed and hid underneath the covers, "That's way too early. Good night. I am going to sleep."
Before I could snore, my mom ripped the covers from my body and I flinched at the loss of warmth.
"Mom what are you doing? It is too early," I said and she pinched my ears, "OW! WHAT IN THE—"
"It is one in the afternoon, you dumbass," she continued to pull my ear and I screamed in pain.
"Okay. I get it. Now let go," I begged her and she finally released me. I touched my ears and it felt hot. It must be bright red. But more importantly, it was paining a lot.
"Hurry up and get dressed. I don't want to see you slacking off," she said to me and I nodded. I looked frantically for my glasses since I had no clue where I threw my contact lenses. I finally found it underneath the table and I wore it. Everything was clear and I could finally see the world. Yay! That included my mother's face too.
"I forgot to say this. Jungkook is coming to our place."
"WHAT?" I yelled at the top of my voice. Jungkook? Here? My house? That pervert? Huh? Why?
"I called him to have lunch with us. At first he declined and then later after talking to him for some time he agreed," she said and grinned proudly. Talking to him...or more like threatening him in a very sweet way.
"Gross!" I muttered and immediately received a whack on the head. I groaned in pain and went to the bathroom to take a shower before the demon whacks my butt too. After a quick shower, I put on a sleeveless shirt and shorts. It was extremely hot and I was boiling inside and outside. I wore my contact lenses and kept back the glass in its case. I went downstairs and I saw my fake boyfriend was waiting for me. Wait...for how long was he here? He was sitting on the couch and watching TV. MY TV!!
"Taehyung. You are fine now, right?" Jungkook said and I rolled my eyes. Why is he acting so concerned about me? It was his fault for making me look like a fricking mad patient who escaped from a mental hospital.
"Taehyung," my mother growled at me and I flinched, "Jungkook asked you a question."
"Ah-ah r-right. Yeah I am fine. Thanks for asking," I fake smiled and he grinned. I looked around the hall and didn't not see the two adorable creatures at all.
"Hey mom," I asked her when she came to the dining table with a huge vessel in her hand, "Where is Hikaru and Kaoru?"
"They went to their aunt's house yesterday," she replied.
"Huh? Even I want to go," I whined and she glared at me.
"If you had got good marks, I would have allowed you to enjoy with them. But, no! You are staying here till you get the best of the best marks" I sighed and knew there was no way I could win this argument. Best of the best marks...as if I would get something like that. I wonder what they must be doing now. They must have visited the fair, eaten cakes and chocolates, played on the roller-coaster, so cool!!
We sat down and ate the food quietly. Dad wasn't with us because he was at work whereas mom got a day off as she finished all the work which was scheduled for today. My mom and Jungkook kept talking about Jungkook's amazing achievements and my mom praised him every second. I previously said that it kind of hurts when your mom gives more attention to someone than they do to you, but I was over it. My mom praised him for his talents, but she never talked about anything personal like his personality or something like that. That's what I say to myself all the time. We finished our foods and we kept the plates in the sink. I had to wash mine as a punishment for getting up late while both of them were watching TV and happily talking like a mother and her son.
"I will be heading out now for I have a reunion to attend," my mom said and suddenly I froze. If she is going then...I AND JUNGKOOK WILL BE ALONE IN THE HOUSE.
So many perverted thoughts entered my mind and I could not stop them at all. I tried to shoo them away but more and more disgusting scenes entered my mind. My mom left already and now here we are. Me and him. All alone. In my room, which had a bed that was still pure.
"Well...what to do now?" he asked me and I shrugged. He sighed and began to look around my room for anything fun. I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes.
"Oh yeah. I have something to say," he said and I opened one eye to see him sitting on the floor holding my math textbook. How the heck did he find it? I thought I hid it behind the racks of clothes in my closet. How did it get out? Don't tell me...! That book is haunted! It must be fricking possessed!
"Why are you staring at me? It looks like you have seen a ghost or something," he said and I shook my head.
"That book is haunted," I said and pointed to the textbook and he laughed.
"That's stupid what made you think about that?" he asked me.
"Where did you find it?"
"On your table." My table? No way. I remember chucking it inside the closet before going downstairs because I feared that Jungkook might start teaching me again. That math textbook! I should ask for an exorcism.
"Well never mind that. I got some shitty news," he said and I gave him the bored look. I was so not interested in any news right now. If it is related to anime then count me in, "My fiancée is coming tonight."
"So?" he glared at me and I realized that was the wrong thing to say to him, "I mean...uhmm...shit that's bad. What you going to do then?"
"Nothing. Just continue to pretend that you are my boyfriend."
"I see—wait, what? Am I still supposed to do it?"
"Did you even hear what I said before? Three months and that's the end." I gasped and started banging my head on my soft, bouncy pillow. What did I even do to deserve this?
"Stop trying to kill yourself," he sighed and I gave him the annoyed look. Do I look like I am killing myself here?
"Wait...if she is coming today, then why are you here?" I asked him and he opened his mouth to say something but he immediately closed it. He began to open and close his mouth like a fish and I sighed. What excuse was he going to tell me now?
"Uhmm...your mom called me. That's why," he nervously chuckled and I shook my head.
"Bet you were coming up with an excuse."
"Am not. Plus, I had to tell you about this."
"Yeah right." He glared at me and I blew raspberries at him.
"So...now what?" he asked me.
"You can go home."
"Rude."
"When is she coming?"
"Today."
"I know that. What time?"
"Somewhere around 10 in the night."
"I see. Let's watch a movie then," I got up and raced to my drawer to pick out some movies. But unfortunately none of them were interesting.
"How about Netflix? You have it, right?" he asked me and I nodded. We went downstairs and I switched on the TV. He picked up the remote and scrolled through the list and suddenly stopped at a horror movie.
"So which one do you choose?" I asked and he pointed at the TV. I smacked my forehead when I saw what it was, "Why are you so obsessed with horror movies? I am not watching IT."
"Coward," he muttered and I glared at him. That starting part of the movie itself is creepy and that's why I never watched the entire thing. But if mom gets to know that I didn't allow baby Jungkook to watch the TV, she will murder me without hesitation.
"Since you are the guest, choose whatever you want," I said and he gleamed with joy. He chose that movie and I ran upstairs to get some blankets.
"What about the popcorn?" he asked and I ran to the kitchen to prepare some. We sat on the couch and enveloped ourselves in the warm blanket. The movie started and I was already trembling from that freaky sound. When I looked at Jungkook, there was happiness all over his face. Does he seriously love horror so much?
Then those moments came. The kind which they show in dramas where two people are watching a horror movie and one of them clings onto the other because they are scared. And that's when they fall in love and the rest of the drama continues. Right now, I was literally clinging onto Jungkook's toned arm. He didn't mind but I minded it a lot. I tried my level best to not jump on him, but when the clown popped out of nowhere I jumped on him and hugged him. Yes, hugged him.
"You are really a scaredy-cat," he laughed and I pouted at him. I pushed him to one end of the couch and I sat on the other end. Now there was no chance of me jumping on him.
"I am so cold," Jungkook said and I glared at him.
"Endure it. I don't want to jump on you."
"How thoughtful!" the movie went nicely and then he came again. The wretched clown waving a hand at us. I trembled and hugged my knees. You got to control Taehyung. I always had this obsession of hugging people when I was scared. It freaked out some of them, but now I hug my pillow. I was lucky that right now it was Jungkook next to me. If it was a random guy, I would have executed myself from embarrassment.
Suddenly out of nowhere, the clown popped out and I screamed. My instincts kicked in and I jumped on Jungkook. I was screaming and he was laughing like a maniac.
"Hey," he said and I looked at him with my teary eyes. He caressed my cheek and smiled at me, "I don't mind you squeezing my arm. Just don't break my bones." I stared at him as if he was an angel who had descended from heavens—what am I even saying?!
"R-Really?" I asked him and he nodded. I sat beside him and hugged his arm. It kind of felt good hugging his arm. Don't call me a pervert! It was just nice. I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed deeply. We continued watching the creepy movie. Whenever the clown came, I would scream. Finally after what seemed like seventy nine hours, the movie was over. I was still hugging his arm and didn't intend to let go.
"Tae. The movie is over," he said and I nodded, "So let go of my arm."
I shook my head and hugged his arm tightly, "No. I am still scared." He sighed and suddenly got up and I was still clinging onto his arm.
"Where you going?" I asked him and he pointed his index finger up, indicating my room, "But why?"
"I left my phone there," he said and I groaned in annoyance. We walked upstairs. Yes us, because I was too scared to let go of his hand. That clown freaked me out and there was no way was I going to sleep today. When we reached my room, I saw my pillow and immediately ran towards to it. I left his arm and jumped on the pillow and hugged it. Jungkook stared at me like I was some kind of a psychopath.
"Are you still a kid?" he asked me and I frowned at him.
"You know that you are younger than me. So stop calling me a kid, kid." He sighed and ignored me. He went back to typing something on his phone while I sat on my bed feeling awkward. The atmosphere was too silent and my ears were ready to burst.
"Taehyung can I ask you a question?" he asked me and I nodded. Anything to disturb the silence, "What happened to you in the past?"