《The Words Unsaid- (Vkook)》Chapter 11- Taehyung's Perspective
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When I woke up, Jungkook wasn't in bed. I rubbed my eyes, and looked around the room. He was doing his makeup in front of a mirror.
"Why are you up so early?" I asked.
Jungkook stopped what he was doing and turned around.
"You're awake," he said, smiling.
"Yeah. You didn't answer my question, though Kookie."
"Oh yeah. We have dance practice. We're recording today."
I panicked and hopped out of bed. "Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked Jungkook.
"Well, you were just so...peaceful." He smiled.
I stared at him in suprise. His smile was so soft. I wanted to kiss it. :P
"Oh. Uh, thanks. What song are we practicing today?" I asked.
"Spring Day," Jungkook replied.
"Ok." I said and started getting ready. I got dressed, and slipped on my baseball hat. Jungkook did the same.
They joined the other members outside their apartment and they headed to Big Hit to the practice room. Jin a Namjoon were practicing certain dance moves before we started. Jimin was trying to get picture of Suga for their Twitter page. I hung around Jungkook, and J-Hope joined us. We were playing around, when J-Hope pretended to kiss me. I played along with it, and pretended to kiss him back.
That's when I noticed, Jungkook was biting his lip, with a jealous look on his face. He was biting his lip so hard that a drop of blood ran down his chin.
I went over to him, and, lowering my voice said, "We were only playing around. You're my one and only."
I knelt down in front of him and wiped the blood off his chin with a tissue that I had in my pocket.
"What did you say?"
Jungkook and I jumped up, realizing- it was Jin.
How much did he hear?
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