Chapter Two
Darkness, abyss, cold, asphyxiating. These were some of the things he felt, looking up at the far sun rays shining through the surface of the great body of water. He tried to swim up, but for nothing, as his legs seemed to be held together. His heart beat wildly, the pit of his stomach sunken from knowing these were his last moments, possibly no one finding out what actually happened to him, for his body would soon be devoured by sea life, never to be seen again. He felt as his lungs filled with water, soon his world going dark, the burning in his chest subsiding, along with the beat of his heart within it.
Jungkook shot up in his bed in a panic, breath heavy and coming in pants, his chest heaving at a quick pace with each ragged breath he took. His frame was drenched in a cold sweat, along with his bed sheets, the sound of his blaring alarm clock filled the dimmed bedroom, the sun just now beginning to rise against the ocean's horizon. Jungkook sighed and ran a hand through his hair, bringing his other to turn the alarm off. His eyes traveled over to his open window, letting the ocean's breeze fill his somewhat messy bedroom as he watched the waves ripple in the distance, his mind automatically going to the boy he had seen the night before. He stood up off his bed, ripping the bed sheets from off his bed and tossing them in the hamper, storming off into the shower, not at all wanting to have to go to school or even be anywhere but in his room at that.
The smell of warm breakfast reached Jungkook as soon as he stepped out of his bedroom, grabbing his backpack on the way and fixing his uniform's collar with furrowed brows. There was no way his mother was back from Chicago so soon, she was thirteen hours away and had left just two nights ago, if anything she would be back at least a week from now. He made his way downstairs, turning the corner into his kitchen to see someone's back view, them wearing a grey sweatshirt with the same uniform pants as him. He rolled his eyes and leaned against the counter, eyes staring daggers at the other male.
"Taehyung, what are you doing?" Jungkook's voice sounded across the room, making the older boy jump in surprise and drop the carton of milk he was currently holding into the sink, luckily not spilling any. Taehyung turned on his heel, smile against his lips with a tilted head, his eyes shining despite the early hour of the morning.
"Good morning, kid." He chuckled softly, going over to the stove and, with the spatula, picking up the pancake he was currently cooking. He placed the pancake into a plate and motioned with his head for Jungkook to follow him to the table that held toast and scrambled eggs in plates and orange juice in cups. Jungkook eyed the table with suspicious eyes, brows furrowed, yet followed nonetheless.
"What horrible thing did you do that you're trying to make up for?" Jungkook questioned, slowly taking a seat across from Taehyung at the dining table. Taehyung only smiled and shook his head, also taking a seat at the table. He glanced up at Jungkook and pursed his lips, seeming to try and find the right words to say. He then licked over his lips and spoke truthfully.
"Last night wasn't the best," An understatement. "And I know your mom isn't in town, Korea even, so I'd thought I'd cheer you up a bit." He shrugged nonchalantly yet the smile stayed upon his features as he took a sip from his cup of juice. "Besides, I know you've been feeding off of fruit snacks and chocolate milk for two days and some real food wouldn't kill you, alright?" Jungkook brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck, another habit of his when he was flustered or embarrassed. He took the fork in his hand and took a bite from his pancakes, nodding in appreciation to the taste.
"Thank you." He muffled between full cheeks. He truly was grateful for the other, Taehyung had been with him ever since he could remember, his entire life has been spent with Taehyung, despite the age difference, which didn't even matter now that Taehyung was only older by a couple months. He always made sure Jungkook was cared for, standing up for him when he was teased by classmates, making sure he was fed and well. Taehyung was honestly like Jungkook's brother, but he'd never admit that. Too mushy for him. The rest of breakfast was spent in comfortable silence, both boys too focused on the food before them to put up any type of conversation.
School, in particular, was something Jungkook wasn't the best at. It's not like he didn't try, he just didn't try hard enough. If there was one thing Jungkook was, it was lazy. He was most certainly the laziest person he knew. Not only was he lazy, but he procrastinated more than your average high schooler should; So when his English teacher confronted him at lunch about the book report that had been due the day before yesterday, he caught himself stuttering to try and make up an excuse right on the spot, which sadly didn't come to him, his mind focused on other things. He was startled by the feeling of someone stepping close to stand next to him, turning his head to see Jin, a smile against the boy's lips.
"You see, teacher, he had sent it to me to print it out but I had no ink." Jin frowned, Jungkook's brows raised as he watched him, soon feeling the elder elbow him as a signal for him to go along with it. He nodded and looked the teacher in the eye, not looking away as a way to not seem insecure or doubtful. At any other given time, this particular teacher would've scolded both Jin and Jungkook. Jin, for getting in between the two without being called for or even mentioned, and Jungkook for not telling him in advance that he had these troubles, yet he only smiled and said to turn it in when Jungkook had the time. Jungkook knew two things, that his professor took a liking to Jin, and that Jin knew it very well and used this to his advantage. What he didn't get was why Jin decided to help him out once again.
"You really should write that report, he'll have your ass if you don't." Jin turned to look at the younger once the professor had walked away. Jungkook just watched him with curious eyes, nodding slowly before he noticed Jin stick his hand out, one hand still holding onto his lunch tray. "Seokjin." He introduced himself by his full name. Jungkook didn't understand any of this. He didn't know why Seokjin was being nice to him, not only from saving him last night to even covering for him in front of one of the strictest teachers. He did the same, taking Seokjin's hand into his own and giving him a somewhat firm handshake.
"Jungkook." He mumbled softly, nodding slowly and still keeping his eyes on the elder, he then looked down at his food tray, not really knowing what to say. It was clear Jin had taken him off guard since last night. "Thank you, you know, for that." He glanced up at the higher classman through his lashes, seeing him shake his head and smile wider.
"No need to thank me, that's alright." He nodded, shaking the gratitude off. Jungkook looked back up at him, curiosity pooling within his brown eyes. Clearly, there was many things he didn't know, and Jin was just another one of those mysteries. Why was he helping him out? Was it only because he was friends with Namjoon and Namjoon was nice to Jungkook? All these questions swam within his mind and he was going to ask one of them when he heard the obnoxious voice behind him.
"Jeon Jungkook! Hurry the fuck up!" Taehyung shouted, most people in the cafeteria either turning to look at him or turning to look at Jungkook. He sighed and ran a hand over his face, turning a bit to look over at his best friend, and to his surprise, see him sitting at a table with Namjoon, both of them looking back at Jin and Jungkook with the same surprised facial, not expecting to see them speaking to one another.
"Let's go." Jin smiled happily and nudged Jungkook to walk towards the table, him taking a seat next to Namjoon while Jungkook hesitated a bit. He didn't want trouble, and seniors always came with trouble. Have it be drama related or literal illegal trouble. Jungkook wanted nothing to do with it; but nonetheless, there he was, going to sit and have lunch with them anyway.
"So I see you've met Jin." Namjoon spoke with a smile, glancing over at his best friend who held up a peace sign at the two youngers while chewing on a piece of bread. Jungkook nodded and grinned a bit, not one to talk much in the first place. He took a sip from his carton of milk, running a hand through his hair as he did so.
"I'm Taehyung." The boy smiled brightly before taking a bite of his sandwich. Seokjin replied with a muffled 'Nice to meet you' as his mouth was also full of food. Jungkook saw the similarity between Seokjin and Taehyung. They both seemed way too happy all the time and were both equally as messy. Namjoon only laughed and picked at his food, not seeming to have an appetite or just not liking the meal in general.
"You guys wanna do something?" Namjoon offered after a moment of silence. Warning bells were already sounding in Jungkook's head, he didn't like the way Namjoon phrased that question, it practically shouted trouble. The three other's at the table looked up at him with the same question in their eyes, looking around one another before back at Namjoon.
"Do what?" Seokjin asked the obvious question at the table. Namjoon grinned a bit and shrugged before leaning close to the table. The other three did the same, not really knowing why they had to but just knowing that Namjoon wanted to keep whatever they were going to do a secret.
"Let's skip last two periods and do something, anything." He spoke, glancing over at everyone. Seokjin seemed convinced instantly, shrugging and leaning back into his seat while continuing to pick at his food. Taehyung looked over at Jungkook and Jungkook only looked back at Taehyung. Jungkook knew his best friend would say yes for two reasons. One being that he absolutely hated school anyway, and two being he had always wanted to hang out with the seniors. Jungkook didn't understand why Taehyung was so hung over wanting to hang with them all the time but, then again there were a lot of things Jungkook didn't understand. Taehyung silently pleaded at Jungkook, doing his familiar puppy dog eyes. Jungkook didn't ever feel bad for him, the second-hand embarrassment just always made him agree. With a sigh, Jungkook slumped his shoulders in defeat, not agreeing to this idea but going along with it because, why not?
An idea popped into Jungkook's head, an idea he had been thinking over almost all night, and that was to find the boy that almost tried to kill him the night before. "Let's go to the beach." He spoke, silently hoping they would say yes. Namjoon looked over to Seokjin and Seokjin seemed to smile a bit, nodding happily.
"I could use a surf." He spoke, standing and tossing the food on his tray into the trash before leaving the tray on top of the trash can. "Besides, I always keep my board in the car." He chuckled and leaned on the table, waiting for everyone else at the table to take their stand, which they did and soon began to walk out together.
"You? Actually socializing? Are you sick or something?" Namjoon quietly teased Seokjin as he held a hand up to his forehead, an expression of fake shock against his facial features. Seokjin let out a sarcastic laugh, slapping Namjoon's hand away before shrugging looking in front of him and seeing Jungkook and Taehyung exchange words and laugh amongst themselves.
"They're different." He nodded before walking faster and catching up to the two youngers, leaving Namjoon to only walk behind the three, smiling widely towards his best friend. More than happy to see him socialize and be accepted by more than just him.
The smell of the salty ocean filled Seokjin's truck as they drove along the seaside, windows rolled down and heads sticking happily out of them. They laughed and sang along to the songs on the radio, hearts filled with teen spirit and content. Seokjin soon parked at the beach entrance, the same beach they had been at the night before turning the engine off and not bothering to roll the windows back up. They all hopped out of the car, stretching limbs and smiling. Jungkook's eyes scanned the horizon, licking over his lips as he sighed. Taehyung moved to wrap his arm over Jungkook's shoulders, also watching the horizon with him but with other intentions. "Last one in the water is gay." He laughed and took off in a sprint, removing clothes on the way in. Jungkook had no time to process these words before the two others sprinted past him, already shirtless and Seokjin already with board in hand.
"God damn it." Jungkook spoke under his breath as he took off his shirt and sprinted after them, not having enough speed or time to reach them as he was the last to reach the ocean, the others' laughter filling the air as he surfaced, flipping the hair out of his eyes.
"You're gay." Taehyung teased with a laugh, splashing Jungkook with water. Jungkook only laughed and rolled his eyes, splashing the older back and flipping him off. Seokjin sat up on his board, running a hand through his light brown hair as he watched the horizon as well. Another thing Jungkook didn't understand in this world was why Seokjin wasn't as popular as Namjoon. Seokjin clearly had the looks, broad-shouldered, tanned, supple skin, muscular arms and legs from surfing so much, hair naturally lightened by the sun's rays, and dark, deep brown eyes, and he had a nice personality too. Why didn't everyone pay the same attention to him as they did to Namjoon? Jungkook was brought out of his thoughts as he watched Seokjin take a wave, smiling in awe as the elder glided smoothly across it. He looked around to see if the other two were also watching it and noticed a glint in Namjoon's eyes. The youngest of the group furrowed his brows and pursed his lips, again, there weren't many things Jungkook understood in this world.
At the corner of his eye he saw movement, not just any movement, light pink movement. This made his heart sink as he turned his head to see nothing once again but rocks, sea and sand. His paranoia was getting the best of him, it had to be. There was no way in hell he would ever see that boy again, the odds were impossible, yet there Jungkook was, looking at the back of a pink-haired head who popped back up and seemed to be sitting behind a big rock. Jungkook's breathing picked up, thankful that Seokjin had Taehyung and Namjoon's attention. He needed to get to the pink mystery, he needed to get away from everyone else.
"I, uh, have to piss." Jungkook announced, standing up and beginning to walk away from the group. Taehyung and Namjoon shared a look and furrowed their brows, turning back to watch the younger walking away.
"We're in the ocean, just piss here." Taehyung called out to the anxious boy. Jungkook turned and walked backwards as he looked at Taehyung, his facial disgusted as he did so.
"Taehyung, that's disgusting." He called out over the sound of the crashing waves not too far in the distance, he turned back around once he had noticed the other two shrug and turn and do the same, them laughing hysterically at Seokjin wiping out against a wave. Jungkook couldn't laugh, his heart slammed against his chest and his stomach was flipping mad crazy as he grew closer and closer. He stood there, looking at the pink hair from about two feet away. He opened his lips to speak but closed them once again, not knowing what to say, or even how to ask. 'Yes, hi, you sort of almost killed me last night and I saw your tail and I just wanted to see if you were real.' Yeah, as if. Jungkook didn't even know what he was going to say if this actually was the boy, why did he even want to find him in the first place? All he did was try to kill him. Jungkook's thoughts were once again interrupted when the pink-haired person stood up from where he sat by the rock, turning to face Jungkook. His face mimicked Jungkook's, eyes wide, mouth agape. The shock seen in his eyes were the same for both, not knowing what to say. Jungkook's eyes traveled down to notice that the boy before him was completely and utterly nude. "Oh my god." He spoke, bringing a hand up to cover his eyes as he shut them, his breath picking up. He was about to have a panic attack, that or he was going absolutely crazy.
"H-Hello." A soft voice spoke to him, it a bit squeaky yet sweet sounding nonetheless. Jungkook opened his eyes back up, licking over his lips and shaking his head, bringing both of his hands up to thread into his hair, not believing any of this for a second.
"I've lost my mind." He muttered, beginning to pace back and forth. The other boy only stared at Jungkook, the same confusion and wonder going on in his own mind. This was the same human he saw yesterday, for sure, he had the same dark eyes, fair skin and pink lips, this had to be him. The pink-haired boy watched Jungkook pace, trying to do the same. He wobbled his way over to the boy currently having a mental breakdown, not being used to the whole walking on two legs thing. He then stared at Jungkook, who had stopped dead in his tracks, with furrowed brows, seeming to be concentrating long and hard about something.
"But your mind is right here, is it not?" He stated matter-of-factly, bringing an index finger to press against Jungkook's forehead. Jungkook flinched and moved away from the curious boy, breath erratic and mind jumbled up. This was real, this was actually happening. His name was being called by Taehyung, his best friend probably wondering what had him taking so long. Jungkook cussed under his breath, running a hand through his hair and nibbling against his bottom lip, distressed to no end.
"We have to get out of here, they can't see you like this." Jungkook looked around and saw the three still in the ocean, talking amongst themselves and taking turns to sit on Seokjin's board. Jungkook hesitantly took the pink-haired boy by the hand, tugging him and beginning to walk quickly, something the other was not able to do as his legs wobbled and swayed. "What are you doing? Hurry up!" He rushed the other, tugging him more only resulting in the other falling flat against his side, a small 'oof' sound coming from him. Jungkook instantly felt bad, not that he should, again, this guy tried to kill him, yet he did. He gulped and groaned a bit, lifting the other off from the ground and into his arms, beginning to speed walk past Seokjin's truck and up the street to his house.
"What is this?" The boy in his arms questioned softly, looking around while Jungkook carried him up into his bedroom. Jungkook didn't look down at him, not wanting to have the other boy's genitals all up in his face. He simply just kept his gaze forward and answered his question.
"A house." He answered, walking into his room and setting the boy onto his feet. He then closed and locked the door, going into his closet and picking out two shirts, them both being white as he had quite the few of the same one. He tossed one over to the dazed boy which, of course, let it fall to the ground. Jungkook slipped his own and turned to see the other staring at the shirt cluelessly. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me." He breathed, going over to the boy and picking the shirt up off the ground, slipping it onto him. The other was quite short, the white shirt reaching his mid thigh, yet Jungkook felt that he was still a bit too exposed. He went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers, handing them over to the other. He only stared at it, neutral faced before glancing back up at Jungkook. "Hell no. I'm not putting these on you. One leg here, one leg here and pull them up." Jungkook placed the boxers onto the boy's lap and turned around. He soon heard all motion stop behind him and he turned around once again to see the boy sitting on his bed, looking up at him expectantly.
Back at the beach, the three males still waited for Jungkook. Taehyung got a weird feeling, knowing the younger boy more than he knew himself. Namjoon had returned from checking back by the rocks, shaking his head as he did so, signaling that Jungkook was nowhere to be found.
"Where could he have gone?" Seokjin asked, furrowing his brows in question as he and Taehyung both walked back to shore, dripping to the bone. Taehyung sighed and looked up the street then back at the dock that Jungkook had the incident, turning his attention back to the other two.
"He probably went home. Let's go there." He nodded and picked his and Jungkook's clothes out from the sand and began to walk up the sand. Seokjin and Namjoon stayed back, both glancing at each other in question before hurrying to catch up to Taehyung.
"Is that okay for us to do so? Won't he be mad?" Namjoon asked, licking over his lips, still salty from the ocean as his eyes scanned the houses at the seaside, them all having sort of the same design, yet looking quite elegant. It was obvious you'd have to have some money to live here. Taehyung shrugged him off and smiled, completely oblivious to what Jungkook was actually hiding.
Once reaching the house, Taehyung called out to Jungkook, Jungkook jumping up in fear from where he currently was: on his knees, wet towel in one hand, band-aid in the other, cleaning the scrape on the pink-haired boy's knee from when he fell on beach. He quickly put the band-aid on the other and stood up, anxiously pacing and trying to remain quiet yet knowing Taehyung would not quit until he found him.
"I'll be back, I'll check his room." Taehyung told the other two who only nodded with grins and leaned against the house's frame, eyes scanning over the furnished residence. Taehyung made his way up to Jungkook's room, knocking against the door. "Jungkook?" He called, knocking one more time. Jungkook was scared shitless at this time, he didn't want anyone to know about the boy, at least not yet, he didn't know how other's would react. Jungkook took a deep breath and went over to the door, opening it to reveal only his neck and head.
"Hey there." He smiled tightly, watching Taehyung furrow his brows and tilt his head, trying to get a look inside. Taehyung knew something was up, and Jungkook knew Taehyung knew something was up and it wasn't good. Not at all.
" 'Hey there?', Jungkook, why did you leave?" Taehyung questioned, getting on his tippy toes to try and see over Jungkook, which the other only blocked, getting on his toes as well, pretending to be stretching his limbs with a fake yawn.
"Just got, tired and all." He hummed and began to nibble on his bottom lip, as always. Taehyung's eyes averted down to them, narrowing his eyes and pursing his lips as he hummed softly, meeting Jungkook's eyes once again. Jungkook knew he fucked up right then and there, there was no way Taehyung didn't know he was hiding something now.
"Yeah, I mean, I totally understand and-" Taehyung cut himself off as he shoved the door open, the unsuspecting younger falling to the ground and the older opening the door widely and pointing. "Aha!" He interjected before he got a look at what it was, not knowing what he found but knowing that he found something. His features soon turned into those of shock, seeing the small boy swing his legs happily on Jungkook's bed, wearing, not only Jungkook's shirt, but Jungkook's underwear as well. Jungkook, still on the ground, noticed what this may have looked like, and he knew damn well what Taehyung was going to say about this.
"Tae-" He tried to say while getting up on his feet before he was interrupted by his elder, moving his finger from pointing at the other boy to pointing at Jungkook, eyes neutral and brows raised.
"I freaking knew you were gay."
Jungkook shot up in his bed in a panic, breath heavy and coming in pants, his chest heaving at a quick pace with each ragged breath he took. His frame was drenched in a cold sweat, along with his bed sheets, the sound of his blaring alarm clock filled the dimmed bedroom, the sun just now beginning to rise against the ocean's horizon. Jungkook sighed and ran a hand through his hair, bringing his other to turn the alarm off. His eyes traveled over to his open window, letting the ocean's breeze fill his somewhat messy bedroom as he watched the waves ripple in the distance, his mind automatically going to the boy he had seen the night before. He stood up off his bed, ripping the bed sheets from off his bed and tossing them in the hamper, storming off into the shower, not at all wanting to have to go to school or even be anywhere but in his room at that.
The smell of warm breakfast reached Jungkook as soon as he stepped out of his bedroom, grabbing his backpack on the way and fixing his uniform's collar with furrowed brows. There was no way his mother was back from Chicago so soon, she was thirteen hours away and had left just two nights ago, if anything she would be back at least a week from now. He made his way downstairs, turning the corner into his kitchen to see someone's back view, them wearing a grey sweatshirt with the same uniform pants as him. He rolled his eyes and leaned against the counter, eyes staring daggers at the other male.
"Taehyung, what are you doing?" Jungkook's voice sounded across the room, making the older boy jump in surprise and drop the carton of milk he was currently holding into the sink, luckily not spilling any. Taehyung turned on his heel, smile against his lips with a tilted head, his eyes shining despite the early hour of the morning.
"Good morning, kid." He chuckled softly, going over to the stove and, with the spatula, picking up the pancake he was currently cooking. He placed the pancake into a plate and motioned with his head for Jungkook to follow him to the table that held toast and scrambled eggs in plates and orange juice in cups. Jungkook eyed the table with suspicious eyes, brows furrowed, yet followed nonetheless.
"What horrible thing did you do that you're trying to make up for?" Jungkook questioned, slowly taking a seat across from Taehyung at the dining table. Taehyung only smiled and shook his head, also taking a seat at the table. He glanced up at Jungkook and pursed his lips, seeming to try and find the right words to say. He then licked over his lips and spoke truthfully.
"Last night wasn't the best," An understatement. "And I know your mom isn't in town, Korea even, so I'd thought I'd cheer you up a bit." He shrugged nonchalantly yet the smile stayed upon his features as he took a sip from his cup of juice. "Besides, I know you've been feeding off of fruit snacks and chocolate milk for two days and some real food wouldn't kill you, alright?" Jungkook brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck, another habit of his when he was flustered or embarrassed. He took the fork in his hand and took a bite from his pancakes, nodding in appreciation to the taste.
"Thank you." He muffled between full cheeks. He truly was grateful for the other, Taehyung had been with him ever since he could remember, his entire life has been spent with Taehyung, despite the age difference, which didn't even matter now that Taehyung was only older by a couple months. He always made sure Jungkook was cared for, standing up for him when he was teased by classmates, making sure he was fed and well. Taehyung was honestly like Jungkook's brother, but he'd never admit that. Too mushy for him. The rest of breakfast was spent in comfortable silence, both boys too focused on the food before them to put up any type of conversation.
School, in particular, was something Jungkook wasn't the best at. It's not like he didn't try, he just didn't try hard enough. If there was one thing Jungkook was, it was lazy. He was most certainly the laziest person he knew. Not only was he lazy, but he procrastinated more than your average high schooler should; So when his English teacher confronted him at lunch about the book report that had been due the day before yesterday, he caught himself stuttering to try and make up an excuse right on the spot, which sadly didn't come to him, his mind focused on other things. He was startled by the feeling of someone stepping close to stand next to him, turning his head to see Jin, a smile against the boy's lips.
"You see, teacher, he had sent it to me to print it out but I had no ink." Jin frowned, Jungkook's brows raised as he watched him, soon feeling the elder elbow him as a signal for him to go along with it. He nodded and looked the teacher in the eye, not looking away as a way to not seem insecure or doubtful. At any other given time, this particular teacher would've scolded both Jin and Jungkook. Jin, for getting in between the two without being called for or even mentioned, and Jungkook for not telling him in advance that he had these troubles, yet he only smiled and said to turn it in when Jungkook had the time. Jungkook knew two things, that his professor took a liking to Jin, and that Jin knew it very well and used this to his advantage. What he didn't get was why Jin decided to help him out once again.
"You really should write that report, he'll have your ass if you don't." Jin turned to look at the younger once the professor had walked away. Jungkook just watched him with curious eyes, nodding slowly before he noticed Jin stick his hand out, one hand still holding onto his lunch tray. "Seokjin." He introduced himself by his full name. Jungkook didn't understand any of this. He didn't know why Seokjin was being nice to him, not only from saving him last night to even covering for him in front of one of the strictest teachers. He did the same, taking Seokjin's hand into his own and giving him a somewhat firm handshake.
"Jungkook." He mumbled softly, nodding slowly and still keeping his eyes on the elder, he then looked down at his food tray, not really knowing what to say. It was clear Jin had taken him off guard since last night. "Thank you, you know, for that." He glanced up at the higher classman through his lashes, seeing him shake his head and smile wider.
"No need to thank me, that's alright." He nodded, shaking the gratitude off. Jungkook looked back up at him, curiosity pooling within his brown eyes. Clearly, there was many things he didn't know, and Jin was just another one of those mysteries. Why was he helping him out? Was it only because he was friends with Namjoon and Namjoon was nice to Jungkook? All these questions swam within his mind and he was going to ask one of them when he heard the obnoxious voice behind him.
"Jeon Jungkook! Hurry the fuck up!" Taehyung shouted, most people in the cafeteria either turning to look at him or turning to look at Jungkook. He sighed and ran a hand over his face, turning a bit to look over at his best friend, and to his surprise, see him sitting at a table with Namjoon, both of them looking back at Jin and Jungkook with the same surprised facial, not expecting to see them speaking to one another.
"Let's go." Jin smiled happily and nudged Jungkook to walk towards the table, him taking a seat next to Namjoon while Jungkook hesitated a bit. He didn't want trouble, and seniors always came with trouble. Have it be drama related or literal illegal trouble. Jungkook wanted nothing to do with it; but nonetheless, there he was, going to sit and have lunch with them anyway.
"So I see you've met Jin." Namjoon spoke with a smile, glancing over at his best friend who held up a peace sign at the two youngers while chewing on a piece of bread. Jungkook nodded and grinned a bit, not one to talk much in the first place. He took a sip from his carton of milk, running a hand through his hair as he did so.
"I'm Taehyung." The boy smiled brightly before taking a bite of his sandwich. Seokjin replied with a muffled 'Nice to meet you' as his mouth was also full of food. Jungkook saw the similarity between Seokjin and Taehyung. They both seemed way too happy all the time and were both equally as messy. Namjoon only laughed and picked at his food, not seeming to have an appetite or just not liking the meal in general.
"You guys wanna do something?" Namjoon offered after a moment of silence. Warning bells were already sounding in Jungkook's head, he didn't like the way Namjoon phrased that question, it practically shouted trouble. The three other's at the table looked up at him with the same question in their eyes, looking around one another before back at Namjoon.
"Do what?" Seokjin asked the obvious question at the table. Namjoon grinned a bit and shrugged before leaning close to the table. The other three did the same, not really knowing why they had to but just knowing that Namjoon wanted to keep whatever they were going to do a secret.
"Let's skip last two periods and do something, anything." He spoke, glancing over at everyone. Seokjin seemed convinced instantly, shrugging and leaning back into his seat while continuing to pick at his food. Taehyung looked over at Jungkook and Jungkook only looked back at Taehyung. Jungkook knew his best friend would say yes for two reasons. One being that he absolutely hated school anyway, and two being he had always wanted to hang out with the seniors. Jungkook didn't understand why Taehyung was so hung over wanting to hang with them all the time but, then again there were a lot of things Jungkook didn't understand. Taehyung silently pleaded at Jungkook, doing his familiar puppy dog eyes. Jungkook didn't ever feel bad for him, the second-hand embarrassment just always made him agree. With a sigh, Jungkook slumped his shoulders in defeat, not agreeing to this idea but going along with it because, why not?
An idea popped into Jungkook's head, an idea he had been thinking over almost all night, and that was to find the boy that almost tried to kill him the night before. "Let's go to the beach." He spoke, silently hoping they would say yes. Namjoon looked over to Seokjin and Seokjin seemed to smile a bit, nodding happily.
"I could use a surf." He spoke, standing and tossing the food on his tray into the trash before leaving the tray on top of the trash can. "Besides, I always keep my board in the car." He chuckled and leaned on the table, waiting for everyone else at the table to take their stand, which they did and soon began to walk out together.
"You? Actually socializing? Are you sick or something?" Namjoon quietly teased Seokjin as he held a hand up to his forehead, an expression of fake shock against his facial features. Seokjin let out a sarcastic laugh, slapping Namjoon's hand away before shrugging looking in front of him and seeing Jungkook and Taehyung exchange words and laugh amongst themselves.
"They're different." He nodded before walking faster and catching up to the two youngers, leaving Namjoon to only walk behind the three, smiling widely towards his best friend. More than happy to see him socialize and be accepted by more than just him.
The smell of the salty ocean filled Seokjin's truck as they drove along the seaside, windows rolled down and heads sticking happily out of them. They laughed and sang along to the songs on the radio, hearts filled with teen spirit and content. Seokjin soon parked at the beach entrance, the same beach they had been at the night before turning the engine off and not bothering to roll the windows back up. They all hopped out of the car, stretching limbs and smiling. Jungkook's eyes scanned the horizon, licking over his lips as he sighed. Taehyung moved to wrap his arm over Jungkook's shoulders, also watching the horizon with him but with other intentions. "Last one in the water is gay." He laughed and took off in a sprint, removing clothes on the way in. Jungkook had no time to process these words before the two others sprinted past him, already shirtless and Seokjin already with board in hand.
"God damn it." Jungkook spoke under his breath as he took off his shirt and sprinted after them, not having enough speed or time to reach them as he was the last to reach the ocean, the others' laughter filling the air as he surfaced, flipping the hair out of his eyes.
"You're gay." Taehyung teased with a laugh, splashing Jungkook with water. Jungkook only laughed and rolled his eyes, splashing the older back and flipping him off. Seokjin sat up on his board, running a hand through his light brown hair as he watched the horizon as well. Another thing Jungkook didn't understand in this world was why Seokjin wasn't as popular as Namjoon. Seokjin clearly had the looks, broad-shouldered, tanned, supple skin, muscular arms and legs from surfing so much, hair naturally lightened by the sun's rays, and dark, deep brown eyes, and he had a nice personality too. Why didn't everyone pay the same attention to him as they did to Namjoon? Jungkook was brought out of his thoughts as he watched Seokjin take a wave, smiling in awe as the elder glided smoothly across it. He looked around to see if the other two were also watching it and noticed a glint in Namjoon's eyes. The youngest of the group furrowed his brows and pursed his lips, again, there weren't many things Jungkook understood in this world.
At the corner of his eye he saw movement, not just any movement, light pink movement. This made his heart sink as he turned his head to see nothing once again but rocks, sea and sand. His paranoia was getting the best of him, it had to be. There was no way in hell he would ever see that boy again, the odds were impossible, yet there Jungkook was, looking at the back of a pink-haired head who popped back up and seemed to be sitting behind a big rock. Jungkook's breathing picked up, thankful that Seokjin had Taehyung and Namjoon's attention. He needed to get to the pink mystery, he needed to get away from everyone else.
"I, uh, have to piss." Jungkook announced, standing up and beginning to walk away from the group. Taehyung and Namjoon shared a look and furrowed their brows, turning back to watch the younger walking away.
"We're in the ocean, just piss here." Taehyung called out to the anxious boy. Jungkook turned and walked backwards as he looked at Taehyung, his facial disgusted as he did so.
"Taehyung, that's disgusting." He called out over the sound of the crashing waves not too far in the distance, he turned back around once he had noticed the other two shrug and turn and do the same, them laughing hysterically at Seokjin wiping out against a wave. Jungkook couldn't laugh, his heart slammed against his chest and his stomach was flipping mad crazy as he grew closer and closer. He stood there, looking at the pink hair from about two feet away. He opened his lips to speak but closed them once again, not knowing what to say, or even how to ask. 'Yes, hi, you sort of almost killed me last night and I saw your tail and I just wanted to see if you were real.' Yeah, as if. Jungkook didn't even know what he was going to say if this actually was the boy, why did he even want to find him in the first place? All he did was try to kill him. Jungkook's thoughts were once again interrupted when the pink-haired person stood up from where he sat by the rock, turning to face Jungkook. His face mimicked Jungkook's, eyes wide, mouth agape. The shock seen in his eyes were the same for both, not knowing what to say. Jungkook's eyes traveled down to notice that the boy before him was completely and utterly nude. "Oh my god." He spoke, bringing a hand up to cover his eyes as he shut them, his breath picking up. He was about to have a panic attack, that or he was going absolutely crazy.
"H-Hello." A soft voice spoke to him, it a bit squeaky yet sweet sounding nonetheless. Jungkook opened his eyes back up, licking over his lips and shaking his head, bringing both of his hands up to thread into his hair, not believing any of this for a second.
"I've lost my mind." He muttered, beginning to pace back and forth. The other boy only stared at Jungkook, the same confusion and wonder going on in his own mind. This was the same human he saw yesterday, for sure, he had the same dark eyes, fair skin and pink lips, this had to be him. The pink-haired boy watched Jungkook pace, trying to do the same. He wobbled his way over to the boy currently having a mental breakdown, not being used to the whole walking on two legs thing. He then stared at Jungkook, who had stopped dead in his tracks, with furrowed brows, seeming to be concentrating long and hard about something.
"But your mind is right here, is it not?" He stated matter-of-factly, bringing an index finger to press against Jungkook's forehead. Jungkook flinched and moved away from the curious boy, breath erratic and mind jumbled up. This was real, this was actually happening. His name was being called by Taehyung, his best friend probably wondering what had him taking so long. Jungkook cussed under his breath, running a hand through his hair and nibbling against his bottom lip, distressed to no end.
"We have to get out of here, they can't see you like this." Jungkook looked around and saw the three still in the ocean, talking amongst themselves and taking turns to sit on Seokjin's board. Jungkook hesitantly took the pink-haired boy by the hand, tugging him and beginning to walk quickly, something the other was not able to do as his legs wobbled and swayed. "What are you doing? Hurry up!" He rushed the other, tugging him more only resulting in the other falling flat against his side, a small 'oof' sound coming from him. Jungkook instantly felt bad, not that he should, again, this guy tried to kill him, yet he did. He gulped and groaned a bit, lifting the other off from the ground and into his arms, beginning to speed walk past Seokjin's truck and up the street to his house.
"What is this?" The boy in his arms questioned softly, looking around while Jungkook carried him up into his bedroom. Jungkook didn't look down at him, not wanting to have the other boy's genitals all up in his face. He simply just kept his gaze forward and answered his question.
"A house." He answered, walking into his room and setting the boy onto his feet. He then closed and locked the door, going into his closet and picking out two shirts, them both being white as he had quite the few of the same one. He tossed one over to the dazed boy which, of course, let it fall to the ground. Jungkook slipped his own and turned to see the other staring at the shirt cluelessly. "You've gotta be fucking kidding me." He breathed, going over to the boy and picking the shirt up off the ground, slipping it onto him. The other was quite short, the white shirt reaching his mid thigh, yet Jungkook felt that he was still a bit too exposed. He went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxers, handing them over to the other. He only stared at it, neutral faced before glancing back up at Jungkook. "Hell no. I'm not putting these on you. One leg here, one leg here and pull them up." Jungkook placed the boxers onto the boy's lap and turned around. He soon heard all motion stop behind him and he turned around once again to see the boy sitting on his bed, looking up at him expectantly.
Back at the beach, the three males still waited for Jungkook. Taehyung got a weird feeling, knowing the younger boy more than he knew himself. Namjoon had returned from checking back by the rocks, shaking his head as he did so, signaling that Jungkook was nowhere to be found.
"Where could he have gone?" Seokjin asked, furrowing his brows in question as he and Taehyung both walked back to shore, dripping to the bone. Taehyung sighed and looked up the street then back at the dock that Jungkook had the incident, turning his attention back to the other two.
"He probably went home. Let's go there." He nodded and picked his and Jungkook's clothes out from the sand and began to walk up the sand. Seokjin and Namjoon stayed back, both glancing at each other in question before hurrying to catch up to Taehyung.
"Is that okay for us to do so? Won't he be mad?" Namjoon asked, licking over his lips, still salty from the ocean as his eyes scanned the houses at the seaside, them all having sort of the same design, yet looking quite elegant. It was obvious you'd have to have some money to live here. Taehyung shrugged him off and smiled, completely oblivious to what Jungkook was actually hiding.
Once reaching the house, Taehyung called out to Jungkook, Jungkook jumping up in fear from where he currently was: on his knees, wet towel in one hand, band-aid in the other, cleaning the scrape on the pink-haired boy's knee from when he fell on beach. He quickly put the band-aid on the other and stood up, anxiously pacing and trying to remain quiet yet knowing Taehyung would not quit until he found him.
"I'll be back, I'll check his room." Taehyung told the other two who only nodded with grins and leaned against the house's frame, eyes scanning over the furnished residence. Taehyung made his way up to Jungkook's room, knocking against the door. "Jungkook?" He called, knocking one more time. Jungkook was scared shitless at this time, he didn't want anyone to know about the boy, at least not yet, he didn't know how other's would react. Jungkook took a deep breath and went over to the door, opening it to reveal only his neck and head.
"Hey there." He smiled tightly, watching Taehyung furrow his brows and tilt his head, trying to get a look inside. Taehyung knew something was up, and Jungkook knew Taehyung knew something was up and it wasn't good. Not at all.
" 'Hey there?', Jungkook, why did you leave?" Taehyung questioned, getting on his tippy toes to try and see over Jungkook, which the other only blocked, getting on his toes as well, pretending to be stretching his limbs with a fake yawn.
"Just got, tired and all." He hummed and began to nibble on his bottom lip, as always. Taehyung's eyes averted down to them, narrowing his eyes and pursing his lips as he hummed softly, meeting Jungkook's eyes once again. Jungkook knew he fucked up right then and there, there was no way Taehyung didn't know he was hiding something now.
"Yeah, I mean, I totally understand and-" Taehyung cut himself off as he shoved the door open, the unsuspecting younger falling to the ground and the older opening the door widely and pointing. "Aha!" He interjected before he got a look at what it was, not knowing what he found but knowing that he found something. His features soon turned into those of shock, seeing the small boy swing his legs happily on Jungkook's bed, wearing, not only Jungkook's shirt, but Jungkook's underwear as well. Jungkook, still on the ground, noticed what this may have looked like, and he knew damn well what Taehyung was going to say about this.
"Tae-" He tried to say while getting up on his feet before he was interrupted by his elder, moving his finger from pointing at the other boy to pointing at Jungkook, eyes neutral and brows raised.
"I freaking knew you were gay."