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Jungkook’s POV:

 

I sighed, leaning back in my chair. I absentmindedly watching Taemin pose for his photoshoot. I had already gone, so I was just waiting for him to finish.

I decided to text Taehyung while I waited. We haven’t been able to spend as much time together. Sure we see each other everyday, but being in the same room during dance practice or standing next to each other during meetings doesn’t count. To make things worse, I’ve been stormed with modeling schedules, so that rare times that we have a break from work, I’m at a photoshoot or traveling for a photoshoot. There’s hardly enough time for me to breathe, which  means there’s definitely not enough time to spend hanging out with Taehyung.

Suddenly missing Taehyung, I decided to call him instead.

He picked up on the fifth ring. “Hey Jungkook.”

Jungkook’s eyebrows furrowed at the lack of a nickname, but he ignored it. “Hey, just called because I’m bored.”

Taehyung’s reply came after a few seconds. “Aren’t you at a photoshoot?”

“Yeah but I-” Jungkook was cut off by Taehyung laughing, and now he’s definitely confused because he hasn’t even said anything remotely funny.

“Minjae stop that’s…” Taehyung burst out laughing again.

Oh, so he’s with Minjae.  

“Kookie I’ll call you back later okay? Bye.” the line cut off.

“Okay…” I said to myself, frowning at how he was just basically ignored.

Taehyung and Minjae have been friends for a while, but they’re not as close as Taehyung and Bogum for example. But recently they’d run into each other randomly, and they started hanging out again. This wasn’t a problem for me, Taehyung should hang out with his friends, but what was a problem was that it seemed that Taehyung was spending more time with Minjae than he was with me.

And that wasn’t entirely the problem either, I have been really busy recently, so I understand  if Taehyung is spending more time with other people. But even when we are spending time together, it’s as if Minjae had all of Taehyung’s attention. Whether it was texting Minjae while we’re watching a movie, or talking about him all the time, he always seems to have Taehyung’s attention now, and that is the bit that bothers me. 

I tried to push my thoughts aside, it wasn’t Taehyung’s fault, so there’s no point being upset about it. I’m probably just letting my jealousy get the best of me.  I’ll just have to make more time to spend with Taehyung if I want his attention.

Taemin walked over to me, providing a distraction from Minjae. 

“Hey you ready to go?”

I sighed. “Yeah, let’s go.”













It’s been two hours since I got home and Taehyung still isn’t back yet, and it’s getting pretty late.

I texted him earlier but he hasn’t replied, and I’m really tired. Besides, I have a photoshoot tomorrow at 5 in the morning, which is an ungodly time to be awake.

I told my hyungs that I was going to bed, and slipped into my room. I thought that I’d fall asleep really fast, being exhausted from my strenuous schedules, but I couldn’t. I was so used to sleeping with Taehyung beside me, but he’s still out with Minjae.

I tossed and turned for about another hour before I started falling asleep. Just when I was about to drift off, I heard the bedroom door open. I knew Taehyung was back, but I didn’t even have the energy to turn around or talk.

It was 2 am already, and I had to be out of the house by 5, that’s not a lot of time to sleep. So I kept my eyes closed, relaxing when the bed dipped beside me and Taehyung wrapped an arm around my waist. He pressed a kiss to the back of my head, before lying back down.

Okay so maybe I still have some of his attention.











The next day, Taehyung talked about his day with Minjae over dinner, I stopped paying attention eventually, not wanting to know more details of my boyfriend spending time with someone else.

Three days later, we finally got some time and I suggested that we catch up on a drama, one that we’d started watching together, but Taehyung said he’d already watched some of the episodes with Minjae.

A week later, I was tired of having to fight for Taehyung’s attention. I’d managed to squeeze in two photoshoots in one day, and although it was tiring as hell , it meant that I had tomorrow off.

“Tae? Can we do something tomorrow?” I asked, walking into our bedroom. Taehyung looked up from his phone, putting it aside and holding out his hands towards me.

I crawled into his lap on the bed and he pressed a kiss to my nose. “Aren’t you working tomorrow?”

“No I did both the shoots today, so I have tomorrow off. Can we do something?”

“ ‘course. Baby, aren’t you tired from dance practice and two photoshoots.” he asked, brushing back my bangs to press a kiss to my forehead.

I nodded. “Editorial photoshoots are the worst, all the different poses I have to hold, and they’re all uncomfortable. Ugh I’m so sore .”

“Aww baby, c’mere lemme give you a massage.”

I sighed into his arms as he began massaging my muscles experately.

“So what do you wanna do tomorrow?” he asked. I shrugged, burrowing my face into his neck.

“How about a park date? We haven’t done one of those in a while.” he suggested.

“Yeah, sounds fun.”

“Okay, so I made some plans tomorrow, but how about we spend the morning together before I leave, and then I’ll meet you at the park at like seven?”

I nodded. “Yeah okay.” I yawned widely, making him smile.

“Come on sleepy baby, let’s go to bed.”

“M’kay, but you have to cuddle me.”

He laughed softly, “ Rude of you to assume I wasn’t going to already.”

I couldn’t keep a smile from spreading across my face as we snuggled close. Sleep was easy to do that night.









I got to the park at seven, bubbling with excitement for our date. I shivered slightly from the cold, it was a stormy night, dark clouds hanging above me. I had come to the park right after the extra dance practice session I had with Hobi hyung, and I didn’t bring a jacket to practice, so I didn’t have one now. I could have gone back to the dorms and grabbed a jacket, but then I’d be late, so I settled to do without one, it wasn’t that cold. 

I waited by the front gate of the park, expecting Taehyung to show up soon. I texted him that I was here, just in case he was already in the park.

Half an hour later, I decided to walk around the park and get in some exercise while I waited, I’m sure he’ll be here any minute.

Another hour later, I was sitting on a park bench, next to an old man that smelled like peanuts. Is he okay? Maybe he got hurt or something? That could explain why he hasn’t been responding to any of my texts.

I called Taehyung, but he didn’t pick up. Then I called Jiminie, who answered right away.

“Hey Kookie, what’s up?”

“Have you heard from Taehyung?” I asked, certain that the dummy had managed to get himself kidnapped or something.

“Well he hasn’t texted me, but I was just on twitter and Minjae posted a picture with Taehyung about 3-ish minutes ago. Why?”

Oh. 

Well then…

“We were supposed to have a park date, but I guess he forgot.” I tried to mask the disappointment in my voice but clearly, it didn’t work.

“Oh no Kookie, you haven’t been waiting too long have you?”

Only about two hours.

“No, not that long.”

“Do you want one of us to come pick you up?”

“Please, it’s getting late and I don’t wanna walk back in the dark.”

“Okay Kookie, I’ll be there in five minutes.”

“Okay hyung, thanks.”

I let out a heavy sigh when I hung up. I had been sitting here for almost two hours, waiting for Taehyung and worried that something had happened to him, and he was just hanging out with Minjae.

I seriously can’t believe he forgot about our date, it’s like he’s replacing me with him.

Fine if he wants to be that way, he can just make Minjae his fiance for all I care. 

I genuinely felt a little mad at Taehyung, and I hadn’t felt that way in a while, but seriously he should’ve at least texted me if he was going to continue spending time with Minjae.

I wouldn’t have wasted all this time if I’d known.

I sneezed, curling in on myself to preserve my body heat. I scoffed bitterly, and to think that I was worried I’d make Taehyung wait for too long if I went back to get my jacket.

I got up when I saw Jimin pull up outside the park. I sneezed again as I walked towards the car, oh no, I hope I didn’t get sick.








I got sick. 

Sitting in the park in the cold without a jacket was definitely not one of my brightest moments. 

Now I was puking up dinner, and sneezing and coughing every ten seconds. My nose was blocked and stuffy, my throat was sore, and my voice was hoarse.

“Aww baby’s really sick, huh?” Joonie hyung asked as I let out another big sneeze. He took a seat next to me on the couch, and I immediately snuggled up to him, needing the affection, and it wasn’t just because I was sick.

“Do you think you can try and eat something again Kookie? You puked up your dinner.” he ran his fingers through my hair, relaxing me in his hold..

I shook my head no.

“Please? I don’t want you to go to bed on an empty stomach.”

I pouted at him. “But hyungie what if I puke again, it hurts

Namjoon frowned in response, bringing a hand up to check my temperature. “Hmm, you’re still pretty warm. Jin hyung? Can you get the thermometer?”

I closed my eyes, my head feeling heavy.














Taehyung’s POV:

 

I got home, exhausted but happy. Minjae was a really fun person to hang out with. I glanced at my phone to see if I had any notifications, but then I remembered that it had died a few hours ago.

Well at least I get to see Kookie now, so that’s good.

I walked into the dorms and headed straight to the kitchen because I heard noises from there.

“Hey guys.” I said, causing Jin hyung and Jimin to turn and look at me.

They glared at me, and I was just about to ask them about why I was receiving such a cold treatment, but Yoongi hyung walked in.

“Welcome home asshole.” he said curtly to me, before turning his attention to Jin hyung.

“Hyung we need the fever reducer, his fever’s only going up.”

“I can’t find it, I think we’re out. Can you run to the store and get some?”

Yoongi hyung nodded, roughly bumping his shoulder against mine as he walked out.

“Is someone sick?” I asked, ignoring the weird action from Yoongi hyung.

“Kookie.” Jin hyung replied.

Oh no, poor baby.

“How? He was fine this morning.”

“Oh I don’t know, maybe it’s because you told him you’d meet him at the park at seven, and then COMPLETELY FLAKED, so he just sat there, freezing his ass off for like an hour and a half, while you were off having fun with your friends.” Jimin spat, glare only intensifying.

Oh,no.

No no no.

Fuck.

“I - shit, I completely forgot, I’m such an asshole I-”

“I completely agree.” Jin hyung said.

“I - fuck what do I do now?” I asked, and Jimin’s eyes softened a bit.

“Well he’s asleep right now, but you should definitely apologize when he wakes up.”

“Yeah, I agree with Jimin. Not that we can guarantee that he’ll forgive your dumbass, but you should still apologize.

I nodded, heading into the living room. The sight of Jungkook lying there on the couch, his nose and cheeks dusted a harsh pink, and a pile of blankets on him, it just broke my heart.

I took a seat on a chair next to the couch, feeling the guilt hit me hard, I can’t fucking believe I forgot about the date, what kind of a fiance am I? And all because I was hanging out with Minjae.

I sat there for a few minutes, just thinking, but eventually decided that the only thing I could do was apologize profusely when Jungkook wakes up.

I leaned further back into my chair, closing my eyes, I need to make it up to him somehow.













I woke up to a small pain in my forehead, and I opened my eyes to see that Jungkook had flicked me.

“Go to bed idiot. If you keep sleeping on that chair, you’ll get neck pain.” his lips were pulled into a natural pout, hair messed up on one side from sleeping, and a slight huskiness in his voice. 

“Baby, can we talk?” I asked hesitantly, he didn’t seem mad, but then again, Jungkook doesn’t ever yell when he’s mad.

Jungkook sighed, laying back onto his makeshift bed on the couch. “Tae, it’s four in the morning.”

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion and I glanced at the clock in the living room. It read 4:15 . “Huh, I must have fallen asleep for longer than I thought.”

“Hm, I just woke up a few minutes ago, or else I would’ve sent you to bed a while ago. Seriously though, you’ll have bad muscle ache from sleeping like that.”

I sighed, turning my neck a bit, and yeah it did hurt, maybe sleeping on the couch wasn’t the best idea.

Focus Taehyung, you have more important things to take care of.

Since Jungkook was still staring expectedly at me, I figured that now would be a good time to apologize. 

I was just about to start talking, when I caught sight of Jungkook’s hand, with no ring on it…

Holy shit, did I fuck up that bad?

“You… you took it off?”

Jungkook looked confused as he followed my gaze to look at his hand. “Huh? Oh the ring? No dummy, it goes on the other hand.”

He pulled his other arm out from the pile of blankets, and showed me.

I let out a sigh of relief.

“Why’d you think I took it off?”

“Maybe because... I forgot about our date?”

I saw Jungkook’s eyes harden a bit, almost as if he was putting his guard back up, and I panicked.

I reached out and grabbed Jungkook’s hands, crouching down on the floor in front of him and holding his hands to my chest. “Don’t do that please, don’t put your walls back up. Listen, Kookie I know I messed up, big time. You probably don’t want to hear some excuse about why I forgot, or listen to me ramble on about how sorry I am, which I am, so incredibly sorry, so just… just talk to me. Tell me how to fix this.”

He let out a breath, moving to a sitting position on the couch and patting the spot beside him for me to sit. When I sat beside him, he swung his legs over my lap, sitting sideways so that his shoulder pressed into the back of the couch.

“So forgetting about our date was kind of an asshole move, but that’s not the root of the problem. You’re human and you forgot, I can’t be mad at you over that, that’s not fair. What bothers me though, is that you were spending time with Minjae instead. Not that Minjae bothers me… I knew he had a thing for you a while back, but that was a long time ago. Like yeah I’d much rather have you spend time with me, but that’s just me being a bit jealous. He’s your friend, so hang out with him as often as you want, I have absolutely no problem with that. I’ve been busy recently, and you’ve been spending more time with him than you are with me, which again, is not a problem. It’s just that when we do spend time together, he still has most of your attention. I’m not asking for you to give me your undivided attention every time I’m in the room, just - I’d like to have some of it. And it’s the little things that are the problem, I’d much rather you not answer my call and text me that you’re busy then answer but completely ignore what I’m saying, only to hang up eventually anyway. Now I’m rambling, but that’s my thought process at the moment… does that kinda make sense?”

I nodded, silent for a moment as I processed. I hadn’t even realised I was doing that to Jungkook, but now that he’s said it, I realized that I have been doing that.

“No baby, that makes perfect sense. I - shit, I didn’t even notice that I was doing that. I’m sorry-”

“It’s not something you have to apologize about Tae, just maybe… work on it a bit? I’m not even mad so there’s no apology needed. I was mad before… but now that I’ve had a nap, I think I was probably just grumpy then.”

I cooed at how cute he was. “Why are you so goddamn perfect?”

He cracked a smile, shrugging. 

I leaned in to kiss him but he backed up.

“I’m sick, so no kisses.”

I pouted, and we had a mini staring contest. He won, so that meant no kisses.

“Fine, can I at least get a hug?”

He held out his arms and I wrapped him up in a tight hug. We stayed like that for a few minutes, before Jungkook pulled away and flicked my forehead again.

“Ow, what was that for?” I winced.

“That was for getting me sick, which by the way, I am mad about, and I do blame you for it, because I hate being sick.” 

I laughed. “Sorry baby.”

“Apology not accepted.”

“What? Aw baby. Maybe if I tickle you…”

“You tickle me and I might just puke on you.”

I stopped,my hands positioned to tickle Jungkook, but I really didn’t want to get puked on, so I just settled for pulling him into another hug.

Tae, go sleep now, you have work in the morning.”

“I wanna sleep here though.”

“No, there’s not enough space on the couch.”

“There’s a chair right there.”

“Were you not listening to me when I told you to not sleep on the chair? See this is what I’m talking about, pay attention to what I’m saying.”

“You’re just trying to get rid of me, sleeping on the chair can’t be that bad.”

He glared cutely at me. “Fine, sleep on the uncomfy wooden chair, then when you’re sore in the morning, just know that you’re still going to have to do things for me while I’m sick.”

I smiled, stealing a quick kiss from him, I couldn’t help it. “Okay.”

Jungkook groaned. “Then at least go sleep on that couch.” he pointed to the one across the room.

“It’s too far.”

“I’ll tell you what’s not too far.” a voice from the hallway made us turn, and I saw Jin hyung standing there. “If you guys don’t shut up, I’m not too far off from attacking one of you, so quiet.

“Kay hyung.” I said, returning to hugging Jungkook tightly, pressing kisses to his face until he was squirming in my arms.

Hyung, make him stop attacking me with cuddles.”

Jin hyung sighed. “Tae, let him go, he’s sick.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

"Yes."

“Oh my god, you kids are the reason I get migraines.