Fake Boyfriend || A Taekook Fanfic - Chapter 42: Chapter 42

TAEHYUNG'S POV
Ouch! Something pains. Its my head which is paining. Gosh! Why is it paining so much? It feels like as if a fricking elephant is stamping on my head a million times. My poor head! Why is it so dark? Am I in hell? Then, I am supposed to be dead, but I am not. Okay, what is really wrong with me? First things first, why is my head aching so much?
I slowly opened my eyes and suddenly the bright light entered into the darkness and it blinded my eyes. I immediately shut my eyes and returned to the darkness.
I opened my eyes again and my eyes got adjusted to the bright light after staying in the dark for long. I saw a familiar ceiling filled with Zeref's and Natsu's pictures. Okay, if I am not wrong I am in my room and...why am in my room? Because it is my room. Did I become even more dumb? And my head is still paining.
What's wrong with me? I slowly sat up and scanned the room. I am actually in my room. Good. Now what happened to me and why is my head still paining?
And suddenly I remembered the fight, the rain and the black out. Wait, did I faint? What the shit? Who hit me yesterday? Then how the heck did I get here? And...
Suddenly I got goosebumps all over my body and I looked at my clothes. I realized I was fricking naked! Not naked, naked. Like half naked. My upper body was completely exposed and my boxers, luckily, were still on. Why am only in my boxers? Where did my clothes disappear off to? Did they leave me and run off?
"I took off your clothes," I turned my head towards the door and winced at the sudden movement. When I saw who it was my eyes widened with shock and my face turned red from embarrassment. Jungkook was leaning against the wall holding a glass of water in his hand. Jungkook...took off my clothes...WHAT? HE SAW ME NAKED—HALF NAKED! I quickly took my quilt and wrapped it around me.
"YOU-YOU," I yelled and pointed at him, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME, YOU PERVERT?"
"You should ask that question to yourself," he smirked and looked at me, "Do you remember what happened last night?"
"I don't know. I believe someone whacked me on the head and I fainted. Did you save me?" I looked at him and he suddenly laughed. Okay, what is so funny?
"OMG! You think someone whacked your head. Sheesh! Why the heck do you feel that way?"
"Because my head hurts," I immediately said and he once again laughed. He was now rolling on the floor and clutching his stomach. Well, at least he is doing a good job in cleaning my floor and good thing he kept the glass on the table before he spilled it on the floor.
"Okay...oh my god!" he wheezed as he got up from the floor. Should I thank him for cleaning my floor? "I think I should tell you the truth."
"Yeah. I am waiting here."
"You were drunk." Hold on a second...did he say drunk? Or punk? Or duck? I am pretty sure it was duck. Let's get serious here. I WAS DRUNK?
"WHAT THE HECK!?" I yelled and he nodded. I gasped and smacked my head with my pillow. I want to leave this world and go off to the world of anime. My life is finally ruined here. I drank. Like drank. Like actually drank. And...I AM NOT ALLOWED TO DRINK! If mom gets to know this, she will skin me alive.
"Turns out," Jungkook said and sat down beside me on the bed, "there was a bottle which was actually supposed to contain mineral water, but instead it had alcohol. Looks like you accidently drank it."
Accidently drank it? But still, I was drunk. Wait, did that drink belong to mom? Great! I am dead the minute she finds out I drank her precious drink. I am going to die twice now.
Drunk people usually do stupid stuff and...they tell the truth. What did I say to him?
"Uhmm...Jungkook?" I said and he hummed in response, "What did I say when I was drunk?"
"So many things and most of them shook me to the core," he said and I groaned in annoyance. Now someone pick me up and toss me into the sea. I want to erase my existence from this world.
"What things?" I asked and he snickered. Looks like I did something really bad.
"You called me a pervert, a shtinky stalker, a pizza man and chocolate and then you confessed your feelings to me."
I called him all that? Well, I am proud of my drunk self for calling him names, but chocolate...why would I say that? And I confessed to him...huh? Confessed...I CONFESSED TO HIM! SHIT!
"What the heck did I confess?" I asked him and deep inside I was praying it wasn't what I thought it would be.
"Three words," he winked at me and I gasped. I said...I need to go the sea now.
"You didn't say 'I love you'," Huh? "You said that you hate me a lot. I accepted your feelings and told the same thing back to you since you were begging me to say something," he smirked and I raised my eyebrows in confusion. I didn't say love, I said hate. Phew! I thought I was a goner there.
"Uhmm...what-what else did I do?" I asked him and he sighed. Judging by his expression, I think I did quite too much.
"You tried to bite me and even said that you wanted to eat me alive. And—"
"Ah! I think that's enough," I interrupted him and he frowned at me. I don't want him to tell me all the weird things I did last night. Hold up...did we...?
"We didn't do it," he said all of a sudden and I looked at him like 'can you read my mind?', "I can't read your mind, but I just guessed you might be thinking about that."
Pervert. Always has dirty thoughts in his head.
"Here," he handed me the glass of water along with some pills, "Drink this. Your headache will disappear."
I took both the things from his hand and gulped it down in a second. I placed the glass on my bed stand and sighed. At least now it wasn't paining a lot like before.
It was silent after that and I was wondering why he wasn't talking to me. By now he would have been teasing me and even talking bullshit to me, but now, he was silent. Like too silent. It sounded like he wasn't even breathing. Was he even?
I looked away from him and I got up to wear something. I picked up a random tee shirt and a pair of pants from inside my closet and wore it. My eyes wandered around the room for my phone and I saw my laptop lying on my table.
My laptop.
Suddenly I remembered it. The anime videos and pictures, the fight....oh shit! I remembered all of that just a few minutes ago and completely forgot about it. I face-palmed myself and looked at Jungkook who was busy surfing through social media. Is he pissed at me? Now is the time to apologize.
I walked up to him and sat beside him. He looked at me and he was pretty surprised to see me next to him. I took a deep breath before saying those words, "I am sorry."
He stared at me with those huge, confused eyes and I sighed, "I shouldn't have shouted at you like that. I was horrible to you and I blamed the entire incident to you. I-I should have thought twice before speaking. For whatever bad things I did yesterday, I am truly sorry."
I looked at him and he was smiling. Was this the first time I seen him smile? I seen it before, but this one was a bit different. I got to say he looks pretty handsome when he smiles, especially like this one. If he smiled more like this instead of giving those seductive ones, he might get the entire world to bow down at his feet. Except for me. I am forever Zeref's.
"I am sorry too," huh? I looked at him as he continued, "It was my mistake for throwing you out of the house like that. Those anime videos...they mean a lot to you, right?"
I nodded and he sighed, "Sorry for calling you childish. I...I am truly sorry. Hope you can forgive me."
"Well, we both were at fault, so it is fine, I guess. Let's not doubt one another in the future, okay?" he bit his lips and nodded.
"Chocolate"
"Chocolate?" I said out of nowhere and Jungkook whipped his head towards me.
"What did you say?" he asked me.
"I said 'chocolate'. I must be really hungry. Lets go downstairs," I said and saw Jungkook's face was pink...or was it red? Sheesh! My eyes are getting old. I should pluck them out and get new ones...was that possible?
We made our way downstairs and as if on cue, the front door banged open and mom and dad entered into the house.
"You said that you will come tomorrow. Now why did you come today?" my mom asked my dad who dragged his suitcase as well as hers inside the house.
"How was I supposed to know I was going to come back home early?"
"Piece of crap! I could have thrown Taehyung away and enjoyed a day at house without having any of you at my place."
Suddenly Jungkook coughed and both the adults whipped their heads towards us. I sheepishly smiled and waved at them.
"Hi?" I said.
"THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" my mom yelled at me and I mentally sighed. Here we go, "AREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE AT SCHOOL AND WHY IS JUNGKOOK HERE?"
"I—"
"I am sorry, Mrs. Kim," Jungkook interrupted me and I looked at him. What was he going to say to them? "You see, Taehyung had a high fever yesterday. So I decided to let him take a leave today since he was complaining about a headache early this morning. I also took a leave since I had to take care of him."
"Fever?" both mom and dad asked at the same time. Jungkook nudged my side and I nodded. Why the heck was he lying for me?
"Aww!" my mom exclaimed with joy as she hugged Jungkook, "Thanks for taking care of my sick boy, Jungkook. You are actually an angel born in this world. Hope you stay safe and healthy for the rest of your life."
Wasn't that safe part meant for me? She finished talking with Jungkook and left to her room while dad went to the kitchen. Sooner or later, mom will get to know about the bottle and I will be grounded for eternity.
"Want to stay here?" Jungkook asked me and I shook my head.
"Lets go to your place," I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Honey?" my dad suddenly yelled from the kitchen.
"WHAT IS IT, YOU JACKASS?" my mom yelled back and Jungkook stifled a laugh.
"There is a bottle missing here."
"SO?"
"It was my medicinal juice. Do you know where it is?"
Jungkook and I looked at each other and giggled. Medicinal juice? I don't think so.
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JUNGKOOK'S POV
I am sorry, Taehyung. I can't tell you the truth about what happened last night. That secret is only known to me and if I tell you, we might drift apart. One day, I will surely tell you everything. Till then, please stay by my side.