LOST BOY.

|eight

i yawned as my eyes fluttered open.

jungkook was laying beside me on the bed.

he was facing the opposite way than he usually did.

i slowly sat up, making sure not to wake him.

he looked beautiful.

light brown hair slightly covering his face, shirtless chest rising up and falling back down with each breath, lips slightly parted.

i was lucky to call this boy mine.

although, he wasn't too happy with me right now.

i guess he felt jealous of yoongi.

there's no reason he should feel like that now.

after all, we've been dating for so long.

he stirred in his sleep a little.

i tried to comfort him by messing with his hair, but he sat up in cold sweat.

he looked at me for just a second and attacked me in a hug.

"i had the worst dream." i laided down next to the sleepy boy again.

he cuddled my side.

strange, he's never done that before.

"please just hold me." he buried his face in my chest.

"alright."

i put my arms around his waist to bring him closer.

he smiled with a cute, tired expression.

"thank you, tae."

i instantly froze.

jungkook had quickly fallen back asleep, so i couldn't ask about it.

i removed his arm off of me and stood up.

how could he say that?

why would he say that?

i was his boyfriend and he mistook me for taehyung?

i couldn't even breathe right now.