WHERE THE LIGHT STAYS (SPACE IN BETWEEN)

The days settle into a rhythm Jungkook doesn’t remember agreeing to.

Morning light.

Coffee he doesn’t need.

Conversations he doesn’t join.

And Taehyung—

always somewhere within reach.

It starts small.

It always does.

Taehyung moves easily through the house, like everything bends around him without effort. He talks to Seokjin in the kitchen, leans over Namjoon’s shoulder to comment on something in his book, laughs softly at things that shouldn’t be funny.

Jungkook notices all of it.

Not intentionally.

It just… happens.

“Jungkook, right?”

The voice pulls him out of it.

He turns.

A boy stands near the doorway—familiar in the way strangers are when they belong somewhere you don’t.

“Jimin,” he says, smiling. “I’ve known Taehyung since forever.”

Jungkook nods once.

Polite. Distant.

His attention shifts past him—

to Taehyung.

Taehyung is already looking at them.

Or maybe—

at Jungkook.

It’s hard to tell.

“Jimin,” Taehyung says as he walks over, tone easy. “You’re early.”

“Missed me?” he teases.

“Always,” Taehyung replies lightly.

Jungkook’s jaw tightens.

It’s nothing.

Just words.

Just familiarity.

Just—

too easy.

Jimin reaches out, brushing something invisible off Taehyung’s shoulder. He doesn’t react. Doesn’t move away.

Jungkook notices that.

Of course he does.

“You’re staying long?” Jimin asks Jungkook.

“A while.”

“Good,” he says, glancing between them. “Taehyung gets boring alone.”

Taehyung huffs quietly. “That’s a lie.”

Jimin grins. “You love me anyway.”

“I tolerate you.”

It’s light.

Playful.

Normal.

Jungkook hates it.

He doesn’t stay.

He leaves before he has to watch more.

Before something unfamiliar in his chest turns into something worse.

Outside, the air feels heavier.

Warmer.

Too still.

He tells himself it doesn’t matter.

That Taehyung’s life, his people, his… whatever that was—

has nothing to do with him.

And yet—

When he hears the back door open—

he doesn’t turn.

“You left,” Taehyung says.

Jungkook’s shoulders tense slightly.

“I had nothing to stay for.”

A pause.

Then—

“Really?”

Jungkook turns.

Taehyung stands a few steps away, expression unreadable—but his eyes are sharper now. More aware.

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“He’s important to you?” Jungkook asks.

The question slips out before he can stop it.

Too direct.

Too revealing.

Taehyung tilts his head.

“Jimin?”

A beat.

Then, softly—

“No.”

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Silence settles.

But it doesn’t ease anything.

“You didn’t look like you minded,” Jungkook says.

Taehyung watches him for a second longer than necessary.

And then—

he steps closer.

“You pay a lot of attention to what I mind.”

It’s not a question.

Jungkook doesn’t answer.

Because there isn’t one that doesn’t say too much.

Taehyung closes the space just slightly more.

Not enough to trap.

Just enough to be felt.

“Does it bother you?” he asks quietly.

There it is again.

That question.

Jungkook exhales slowly.

“…No.”

Taehyung smiles—faint, knowing.

“Liar.”

Something tightens.

Sharp.

Immediate.

“Don’t assume things about me,” Jungkook says, voice colder now.

Taehyung doesn’t back away.

If anything—

he seems steadier.

“Then stop giving me reasons to.”

The air shifts.

Again.

For a moment, it feels like something might snap—

or break—

or finally happen.

But Taehyung steps back first.

Of course he does.

“Come on,” he says lightly. “It’s too hot to stand around thinking this much.”

Jungkook doesn’t ask where they’re going.

He just follows.

Again.

The pool sits at the edge of the property, water reflecting the sky in sharp, blinding light.

Taehyung doesn’t hesitate.

He pulls his shirt over his head in one smooth motion and tosses it aside before stepping closer to the edge.

Jungkook stops.

It’s not the act.

It’s not even the fact that Taehyung looks—

Jungkook cuts the thought off immediately.

“Are you coming in?” Taehyung asks, glancing back.

Jungkook doesn’t move.

“No.”

Taehyung hums.

“Suit yourself.”

And then he dives in.

Water breaks.

Silence returns.

Jungkook watches.

He shouldn’t.

But he does.

Taehyung surfaces a few seconds later, pushing his hair back, completely at ease.

Untouched by anything.

“Still watching?” Taehyung calls.

Jungkook looks away immediately.

Too late.

A quiet laugh echoes across the water.

Minutes pass.

Or maybe longer.

Jungkook doesn’t keep track.

Eventually, Taehyung climbs out.

Water drips slowly down his skin, catching the light.

He swims over without hesitation.

Jungkook helps him up



Stops.

Close.

Too close.

“Relax,” Taehyung says softly.

Again.

Jungkook’s breath catches—barely noticeable.

“You act like I’m doing something to you.”

Jungkook’s eyes meet his.

Dark.

Steady.

“You are.”

The words hang there.

Heavy.

Unavoidable.

For the first time—

Taehyung pauses.

Not stepping back.

Not stepping forward.

Just… still.

Then—

a slow breath.

A shift.

“Good,” he says quietly.

And this time—

he doesn’t move away first.

Jungkook doesn’t understand what he’s feeling.

But he knows one thing—its dangerous

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...SIKE...

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