After the rainstorm, Willowbrook somehow became smaller.
Jungkook noticed it first on Monday morning when the owner of the tea shop looked between him and Taehyung with far too much interest.
Then again when two elderly women stopped talking the moment the boys walked past them together.
And finally when Jimin leaned across the lunch table and whispered dramatically:
“Congratulations.”
Jungkook frowned. “For what?”
“You and Taehyung are officially town entertainment.”
Across from them, Taehyung calmly continued reading as if his existence wasn’t currently being discussed like breaking news.
Jungkook looked offended. “People need hobbies.”
“They had hobbies,” Jimin replied. “Now they have you.”
Taehyung turned a page quietly. “Ignore them.”
Jungkook stared at him.
“How are you this calm?”
Taehyung shrugged slightly. “People get bored eventually.”
But Jungkook noticed the way his fingers tightened faintly around the edge of the book.
He wasn’t calm.
He was pretending.
And somehow, Jungkook hated that more than the gossip itself.
Later that afternoon, Jungkook found Taehyung sitting alone beside the river again.
The sky was pale gray, and wind moved softly through the willow branches overhead.
“You disappeared after class,” Jungkook said as he sat beside him.
“I wanted quiet.”
“You always want quiet.”
Taehyung glanced sideways at him. “And you always ruin it.”
“Exactly. We balance each other.”
A small smile appeared briefly on Taehyung’s face before fading again.
Jungkook noticed immediately.
“You’re upset.”
“I’m fine.”
“That answer sounds fake.”
Taehyung sighed softly and looked toward the river.
“My father heard people talking.”
Jungkook’s expression changed instantly.
“Oh.”
“He asked why we spend so much time together.”
“What did you say?”
Taehyung hesitated.
“That you’re my friend.”
The word should not have hurt Jungkook’s chest the way it did.
Friend.
Of course they were friends.
What else could they possibly be?
Still…
Something uncomfortable settled heavily inside him anyway.
Taehyung continued quietly.
“He told me people misunderstand things easily.”
Jungkook picked up a pebble from the ground and threw it into the river harder than necessary.
“That’s stupid.”
“Maybe.”
“No, seriously.” Jungkook turned toward him fully now. “Why does everyone act like caring about someone is suspicious?”
Taehyung looked at him carefully for a long moment.
Then asked softly:
“Do you care about me?”
The question hit Jungkook so suddenly that his brain stopped functioning for at least five full seconds.
“Yes,” he answered immediately.
Too immediately.
Taehyung blinked slightly.
Jungkook suddenly became aware of his own heartbeat.
Fast.
Way too fast.
“I mean— obviously,” he added quickly. “You’re important to me.”
The silence after that felt different somehow.
Heavier.
Taehyung looked down at his hands.
“You’re important to me too.”
The words were quiet.
But they landed directly inside Jungkook’s chest.
Neither of them spoke for a while afterward.
The river moved calmly beside them as if nothing had changed.
But something had.
Jungkook could feel it.
That invisible line between friendship and something else had started becoming blurry.
Dangerously blurry.
Then suddenly—
“You two are genuinely painful to watch.”
Both of them turned.
Jimin stood a few feet away holding two ice creams with an expression of deep emotional exhaustion.
“How long have you been standing there?” Jungkook asked immediately.
“Long enough to witness whatever this weird emotional slow-burn situation is.”
Taehyung covered his face briefly.
Jimin handed one ice cream to him.
“You look stressed.”
“Thank you,” Taehyung murmured.
Jimin gave the other one to Jungkook.
“You look emotionally doomed.”
“That’s not a real condition.”
“It absolutely is.”
Jungkook opened the ice cream angrily. “You’re annoying.”
“And yet I’m still your favorite person.”
Jungkook looked at Taehyung sitting quietly beside him.
“No,” he said honestly.
Jimin gasped dramatically like he’d been physically attacked.
Taehyung laughed softly beside them.
That sound again.
Warm.
Rare.
Beautiful.
Jungkook looked at him automatically.
Taehyung looked back.
And suddenly the laughter faded into silence.
Not awkward silence.
Something softer.
Something careful.
For one brief second, Jungkook noticed Taehyung staring at his lips before quickly looking away again.
The realization sent heat rushing through his chest.
Did that actually happen?
Or was he imagining things now?
Jimin interrupted the moment immediately.
“Oh my god,” he whispered dramatically. “One day you two are going to accidentally fall in love right in front of me.”
Neither Jungkook nor Taehyung answered.
Because the terrifying thing was—
It no longer felt accidental at all.
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