Fake Boyfriend || A Taekook Fanfic - Chapter 40: Chapter 40

JUNGKOOK'S POV
It has already been two hours since he left the mansion and he hasn't come back yet. Maybe he is still pissed at me and won't come to my house. I should go and check on him. But, Jimin strictly told me to stay in my place and wait for him to come. Ugh! This is harder than I thought it would be. Did Jimin talk to him? He must have. I will wait for another hour. If Taehyung doesn't come, then I will go to him.
But it is almost midnight and he hasn't come back at all. Is he fine? Wait...has he reached his home or not? Shit! I shouldn't have sent him out in the middle of the night. Ugh! Jungkook! I seriously want to slap myself. What if there are robbers and bandits and Pennywise roaming around the streets and the sewage? He would be dead by now! What the heck are you thinking? He must have reached home safe and sound.
Wait...isn't his house really far from mine? Don't tell me he is walking there on foot?! Crap! Now I really want to kill myself. He must be tired and hungry and on top of that...it is raining, right? Ugh! I can't take this anymore. I am going. I don't care if he apologizes or not, but his safety is my priority. And plus, his mom might kill me if she gets to know I threw him out of my house in the rain. I don't want to be smacked again, especially by her.
I started to change my clothes since I didn't want to go out in pajamas. Just imagine if someone catches me wearing pajamas. I can imagine the headlines: Young CEO roams the night of Seoul in his pajamas. Then my father would rush all the way to Seoul to bust me up. Can't ruin the 'reputation' which I have made for myself. I wore a long coat over my shirt and was ready to leave the room when I remembered that I forgot to take my phone.
Suddenly my phone rang. Is it the police? Or the hospital? Or maybe, Taehyung's mom? Why was I talking about them? Police and hospital? Jungkook, you seriously have to go to a mental hospital. You are going mad! Taehyung is fine, stop overthinking!
I saw the caller's Id and gasped. Taehyung? Why was he calling me? My hands were trembling as I accepted the call.
"Hello? Taehyung? Where are you? Are you fine? I am so sorry for making you leave the house. You can come back now. Are you drenched from the rain? Do you have a cold?"
I waited for him to answer, but there was no response. Was he giving me the silent treatment?
"Taehyung, I am sorry for hurting you." Jimin told me not to apologize, but wasn't it my fault for throwing him out in the rain? Still no response. Why the heck isn't he—OMG! JUNGKOOK I WANT TO KILL YOU!
I looked back at the phone and realized I cut the call. Ugh! How can I not know which is accept and which is decline? Now he is going to think that I hate him and don't want to talk to him. You and your stupid, trembling fingers, Jungkook. Might as well chop them off.
Suddenly, the phone rang once again and it was him, again. I made sure to properly and carefully press the green button. Yay! I did it! Now, lets talk to him.
"Hello?"
"Heeeeeyooooiiiiii! Is this the pizza man talking?" Huh? Is this Taehyung?
"I am sorry, what?"
"Hey you, pizza man! Why in the name of chicken wings did you cut my call the first time? Huh? Want me to dunk your head in dinosaur's pee? That ought to teach you a shtinky lesson. Shtinky? Bwahahahaaha. It sounds funny. Shtinky. I am going to call you that now." Pizza man? Me? Looks like he is the one who has lost his mind, not me. I should contact the mental hospital later. Wait...could it be...?
"Taehyung, are you drunk?"
"WHAT? How the heck do you know my name, shtinky poop? Are you a...stalker? OH MY GAWD! YOU ARE! What all shtinky things have you seen of me, you shtinky stalker?"
"Wait, look I—"
"Its okay, Mr. Stalker," Huh? "Do you want my number? I will give it to you." This guy! He has a fricking boyfriend and he is giving his number to a random stranger whom he calls a stalker. This is making me really crazy.
"Uhmm...Taehyung. I am no stalker. I am Jungkook." There was silence for some time when all of a sudden he started to laugh. Did I say something funny?
"Jungkook? Bullshit! It is clearly written on my phone 'Unknown'. Come to my house and look at my phone. Your name is Unknown." Looks like he hasn't saved my number at all. Ugh!
"Taehyung where are you now? I will pick you up."
"I don't want the pizza man to pick me up. I am not a food. I am an alien." Alien? Well, he is one, isn't he?
"I am not going to pick you up. I—"
"Why do you want to know where I live? I am in my house right now and the bed is really cold. Hehehe," he giggled and I swear I wanted to slap him. He was fricking inviting me to the bed. Like 'The Bed'. If it had been someone else, either they would have reported him or...never mind. Thank god he was calling me and not some random ass. More importantly, how the heck did he get drunk?
"Yo, pizza man. I want two depression cheesy pizzas along with guilty cheese sticks and for drinks, I want one cup of sweet lies and another cup of bitter truth. You got that?" Was he ordering his emotions? Sheesh!
"I am not a pizza man. I am Jung—"
"Oh right. You are shtinky stalker man," WHAT? "Okay then, shtinky stalker man. Can you call the pizza man and tell him my order?"
"Okay." I sighed and accepted defeat. Just got to pretend that I am not Jungkook and I am some 'shtinky stalker man'.
"I want it before zero o' clock. Okay?" That was an hour away from now.
"Okay."
"Yipeee!" he squealed with joy and he was probably jumping around, "Oh I forgot to order my dessert. Can you add in another order of mine?" Now what is he going to say?
"What do you want? Chocolate sorrow mousse?"
"No way! That thing sounds poisonous," What about your pizza and your drinks? "For dessert...I want Jungkook. The entire body. Including the wrappings around him. Okay?"
"W-W-W-W-WH-WHAT?"
"I said that for dessert I want Jungkook. Keep the clothes on him or else some deadly virus will invade it and it will become rotten."
"Virus?"
"Yep. Some dangerous virus. I think it is called Leishi virus. Just deliver me my dessert, pizza man." Leishi virus? Just what goes on in his mind?
"Okay." I muttered loud enough for him to hear.
"Bye-bye. Don't forget my Jungkook." He cut the call and I saw myself in the mirror.
I was blushing and right now, I looked like a tomato. Did he just...order me as his dessert?
My Jungkook.
Suddenly my heart skipped a beat and I could feel butterflies erupt in my stomach. What is happening to me? Scratch that. What is happening to him and me? By the way when he was talking to me, he sounded drunk. Whatever it is, I need to go to him immediately even if he hasn't apologize to me. I called the driver and rushed downstairs.
I hopped into the car and asked the driver to take me to Taehyung's house. I wonder why he had to go get drunk in the first place. Was he so pissed at me? Don't think too much, Jungkook. Let us see when we reach.
In a ten minutes we reached Taehyung's house since there was no traffic and very less vehicles were visible on the road. I got out and looked at the house. He is in here, right?
"Do you want me to stay or go, young master?" the driver asked me.
"You can leave," I said to me and he nodded and drove away. I sighed and walked towards the door. This is it! I knocked on the door twice and waited for someone to open the door or shout at me.
But it was silent. He is here only, right? Or he ran off somewhere? Did he get kidnapped? Suddenly I heard someone opening the door locks and the door swung wide open. My eyes grew wide with shock when I saw Taehyung. He was actually drunk, no doubt about it. His hair was a mess, his face was some what red and he was swaying from side to side. He saw me and lazily smirked.
"That pizza man finally got me my food!" he squealed with joy and he poked my cheek, "Hmm...the pizza man didn't touch you...good! Let us eat!"
Are you going to eat me? He took my hand and dragged me into the house. He made me sit on the couch and he sat down beside me.
"Taehyung I—"
"Shush!" he interrupted me and leaned closer to my face, "Are you Jungkook?" The heck! I was obviously, Jungkook. Just how drunk is he.
"Yes I am," I said and he frowned. Is he going to shout at me again?
"You are so cute! I don't want to eat you. I will keep you in the fridge and when all the food supply gets over, I will eat you then," he grinned and fell back on the couch. He was...going to eat...me? Creepy ass!
"Taehyung. I think you should go and rest. The alcohol will make you—"
"Rest? You mean on the bed?" he asked me and I slightly nodded. He giggled and he poked my cheek, "I don't want to sleep. My mind is telling me weird weird things." I don't want to think what weird things he was saying, but right now, I have a huge problem in my hands. I have to handle this drunk guy.
"Can I say something to you?" he suddenly asked me.
"Okay." What was he going to say to me now? Suddenly, in a flash, he was sitting on my lap and staring at me with those drunk and sleepy eyes. Shit! He was legit straddling me!
"I hate Jungkook," he said and I froze with shock. He didn't say what I heard, right? "I hate Jungkook." Okay he actually said that. Wait, what?
"I hate him so much," he continued and he looked down at his hands, "He is so annoying. He is a pervert and is so stupid. He thinks he is the best, but he is not. He is so self-centered and acts like a fricking playboy. I don't like him at all." I was just nodding to every single thing he said about me. Was I that horrible? Maybe in his eyes, I was like a villain.
He looked into my eyes and suddenly, his eyes grew wide with shock.
"You...you...YOU ARE JUNGKOOK?" he yelled at me and I sighed. Late realization, "Where did the pizza guy go? Did you eat him?"
"Why the heck would I eat him?" I asked him and he gave me the disgusted expression, "The pizza man dropped me here and he left."
"Really?" Taehyung tilted his head and giggled, "The pizza man is alive! Yippee! Jungkook, The Ogre did not eat him. Hooray!"
"What the—" I am an ogre? Like an 'ogre'? I seriously want to open his head and see what goes on in his brain.
"Jungkook-ah," he said and he looked at me. Now what weird thing was he going to say? "Do you hate Taehyung?"
"Hate you?" I asked him and he nodded, "I-I don't hate you. I actually don't hate you at all. I used to, but now I don't."
"Then..." he leaned closer to my face as if he was inspecting it, "What do you think me as?"
"Uhmm...I guess you are a friend to me?" I said and he sighed. Did he feel bad or something or was he expecting another answer?
"What about that fiancée of yours? Do you like her?" he asked me and I sighed.
"I never liked her in my whole life. I...I just think of her as my sister and nothing more."
"I see," he whispered and I was confused. Why was he asking me things that he already knows? Maybe when you are drunk you have no clue about the past or anything.
"Jungkook..." he said and I looked at him. Suddenly he leaned forward and he kissed me for like a second before pulling away and grinning at me. I was still processing what had happened and I looked up at his gleaming eyes.
"Taehyung..."
"Jungkook, I love you."