Fake Boyfriend || A Taekook Fanfic - Chapter 54: Chapter 54

JUNGKOOK'S POV
That Taehyung! He had to fricking ruin the mood. Who the heck told him to talk about death when I was so close to kissing him? Dumbass! I could see him walking beside me and I looked away. I had to get him off of the rock or else his mom will find me and chop me to pieces.
"Why are you looking so pissed?" he asked me. Because you ruined the moment, idiot!
"No reason," I replied back and he sighed. We walked all the way back to camp silently. It was already evening, so that means we could go back to our cabin.
"Oy! Taehyung!" I looked behind and saw Namjoon waving at us.
"What is it, hyung?" Taehyung asked.
"Can you help us with the boxes? We just need an extra person to carry it," he said and Taehyung nodded. He waved good-bye to me and ran off to where Namjoon was. Yeah right! Go and ditch your boyfriend for some smart-ass!
I sighed and headed to my room. I opened the door and saw Jimin sitting on Tae's bed. Now why is he here?
"Hello?" I said and went to my bed and sat down.
"So, you got to know, right?" he asked me and I raised my eyebrows in confusion. He saw my confused state and sighed, "You got to know about me and Taehyung, right?"
"Yeah," I said after I realized he was talking about the past, "Are you pissed?"
"Kind of. But that's not why I am here," he said and he turned towards me, "Why are you getting closer to Taehyung?"
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"Don't act like you don't know. You like Taehyung, right?" How did he— "I can clearly see it in your eyes that you have feelings for him."
"We are fake boyfriends. So what you must have seen was my fake affection towards him."
"Oh really? Then why were you kissing him in the forest?" How does he know that? Stalker!
"It is called fake love, Jimin," I smirked and continued, "I don't have any feelings for him. It is probably you who is getting jealous."
"Oh, so you think I am getting jealous?" Jimin raised his eyebrows at me and I nodded, "I am not. I have gotten over him and have moved on. But this is not why I am here." Didn't he just say that like minutes ago?
"Then why are you here?"
"To kick your ass," he said and he kicked my leg.
"Ouch! You asshole! That's my leg not my ass," I yelled out and massaged my poor leg.
"You are sitting, so I can't really kick your ass," he shrugged and I glared at him, "So, when are you going to confess to him?"
"Confess?" I asked and he nodded, "Confess what?"
"I thought Tae was the only one who was dumb in this world. But it looks like even you got his dumb disease."
"Just get to the point."
"Confess your feelings to him and—"
"Nope," I interrupted him and he stared at me.
"And why do you say that?" he asked and I sighed.
"I still don't know whether he likes me or not. If I confess to him, he will either laugh at me or will leave me forever and I don't want him to leave me. So, I will wait for him," I looked at Jimin, who was gaping at me, and I smiled, "I don't want to break my friendship with him. If I have to stay like this forever, secretly hiding in the dark and loving him and waiting for him to tell out his feelings to me, I wouldn't mind it all."
Jimin just stared at me and for a second, I thought he was dead until he whacked me on the head and I cried out.
"THAT PAINS, YOU ASS!" I yelled at him and he scoffed.
"What you will experience later on will be much more than pain. It will be a heartbreak and trust me, it is the worst pain in this universe."
"Heartbreak?"
"Yes. What will you do when Taehyung falls in love and gets married to someone who is not you?" he asked me and I gulped. I wanted to say I will kill the person marrying him, but I might get kicked again.
"I...I will congratulate them?" I got a whack on my head and I glared at him.
"If I were you, I would have gone and kill that guy who dared to marry Taehyung." That's what I was going to say, "Do you even love him?"
"I do."
"Then why the heck do you want him to marry some other bastard?"
"I—"
"You are utterly stupid. Here I thought you were the smart one," Jimin face-palmed himself and I awkwardly fidgeted with my fingers.
"Then should I tell him about my feelings?" I asked him and he slowly removed his hands from his face and looked at me.
"OF COURSE YOU IDIOT!" he yelled at me and I nodded, "Ask him out, now! You delay it and the next thing you know he is married to a manga artist."
"Manga artist?" I asked and he nodded.
"Taehyung said that when he grows up, he will marry a manga artist. So, confess to him before he marries them."
"I think I will do that after camp gets over."
"And why so?"
"I want to spend the next few days with him before I tell him the truth. He might leave me or maybe he want, but I want to spend some valuable time with him and—"
"Okay okay, I get it!" Jimin interrupted me and sighed, "Just ask him out or else I will be the bottom one on the bed."
"Bottom?"
"Yeah. Yoongi and I had a bet. If you ask him out and he accepts you, then I will be top and if you don't ask him out or he doesn't accept you, then he will be top. So, Jungkookie...make me the top. Pweaasee!" he showed me his puppy eyes and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Fine, but I am doing this for myself and Taehyung's future, not for your sex life with Yoongi."
"Yeah yeah. Whatever. But you better win or else my ass is going to die."
"I really don't care whether your ass will die or not," I laughed and immediately got a whack on the head. Poor head of mine!
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TAEHYUNG'S POV
"Phew! That's the last one," I wiped my forehead with my sleeves and sat down on the floor. I successfully moved two boxes in the last one hour. Quite an achievement, right? I know, I know. I am very powerful and strong and—
"What are you tired for?" Yoongi asked me as he sat down right beside me, "You only moved two boxes."
"But they were way heavier than yours, hyung."
"They all contained the same things, so in what sense does it make it heavier?"
"Because...Uhmm...because...the box was made of a very heavy material and it was not the same as—"
"Stop talking! I will get a headache if you continue talking," Yoongi interrupted me and I pouted, "So, what was that I saw during the trek?" Huh? What the heck is he talking about? Oh wait...was he talking about the ghost?
"You mean the ghost?" I asked him and he gave me the annoyed look. Okay, not the ghost. Then... "The bear?"
"What exactly is there in your head?" he looked annoyed.
"A rotten brain."
"I see. No wonder why you are dumb. Now, tell me."
"How am I supposed to know what you saw? Give me your eyes and I will find out," I said and he sighed.
"The kiss with Jungkook."
"Oh the kiss with—WHAT?! WHEN DID YOU SEE THAT?" I yelled at him and he smirked.
"When we were trekking."
"Then why didn't you guys say anything about the bear?" I asked him.
"Why are we talking about the bear?"
"Because we saw a bear."
"I don't remember seeing a bear since I was totally concentrating on both of you," he smirked at me and I made a puke face at him. Disgusting! What kind of a pervert is he!
"Well...we did kiss, but it was fake. Like completely fake," I said to him, but something told me he didn't believe a single word I said.
"Bullshit!" Knew it, "You guys were kissing with so much love and affection that I was almost on the verge of puking."
"Love? Affection? Hyung, you should go get your eyes and brain tested."
"You should get it tested." I stuck my tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes at me, "I am going to ask you one question."
"Okay."
"Do you like Jungkook?"
"Him? Me? Like? No!" I said and he sighed.
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Then why were you leaning towards him for another kiss?" he asked me and I opened my mouth to decline that, but no words came out. I shut my mouth and opened it again like a fish and Yoongi smirked at me being speechless.
"I-I-I wasn't going for an-another kiss," I said to him and he only chuckled.
"What a liar! He kissed you, you pulled him closer, he pulled away and called you 'mice' and then you leaned towards him for another kissey-kissey. Am I right?" he grinned at me and I shook my head.
"That's not true. He didn't call me 'mice'. It was 'mine'."
"You love him then," he stated and I raised my eyebrows at him. How does that state that I love him? Huh?
"I don't."
"I am your hyung, Taehyung," he sighed and looked at me, "You do like him, right?" How does him being a hyung connect with me liking Jungkook? And he asks me to get my brain tested.
"I...I don't know."
"Okay then. Think about the times when he kissed you—fake kissed you—how did you feel each time?"
How did I feel when he kissed me? At first, that was in the principal's office and I hated him so much for that. Then it was when that creepy lady came after me. That time I...OMG! I KISSED HIM BACK...I guess. But that was for saving me, so I was pretty much normal that time. No feelings. Then...when was the next time? Oh god! I forgot! Oh wait...I remember. It was when mom almost killed him and he stayed back at my place. That time...I...I...wanted him?
OMG! WHAT AM I SAYING?! I AM GOING CRAZY! I WANT HIM? NOW I WANT TO THROW MYSELF TO THE SHARKS.
Let's get back to thinking or else hyung will kill me. So, now do I actually like Jungkook? After that third kiss, I always felt something weird in me. It was like 'I am hungry for more! Me want more! Mwahahahahaha!" something like that.
Suddenly my heart started to beat fast as I remembered the Ferris wheel incident. I bit my lips as I recalled the kisses he left on my neck and the mark he made on me. With every touch I remembered, my heart speeds up even more. I have seen in anime where the person in love realizes he or she is in love when their hearts beat madly for someone.
It wasn't only those kisses, but his comforting words and affectionate eyes also drove me mad. I told him my deepest, darkest past and he didn't tease me, but he comforted me and every time he smiled at me, it was like a hundred bullets were fired at my heart at the same time. His smile, his eyes, his lips, his hair, his smell, his abs, his a—
"Stop drooling!" Yoongi cut through my thoughts and I wiped my drool with my sleeve, "What a dirty boy! So, what do you think? Do you like him"
"I-I...think I lo-love him."
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Somewhere in a dark storage room~
"Did you get it?" a girl with blonde hair and pink streaks asked another girl who was holding a small bottle in her hand. The girl nodded and the pink streak one smiled, "Good. Now add it to the drink and remember, this drink belongs to him."
"I got it, Leishi. How much should I add?"
"Add the entire thing."
"But—"
"No buts! Just add the entire thing." The girl nodded and poured the entire content into the glass. Leishi smiled and went out of the storage room.
Jeon Jungkook...you are mine now.