There are two sides to Jeon Jungkook.The first being the cynical, rational, logical bastard.The second being the one thats open and high as a kite. A/N: So Im back with another venting fic.  But this one has no personal experience whatsoever, I just got the idea completely out of the blue.  I say its still venting because its based on the guy I wrote about as Jungkook before.  Why I always depict this guy as Jungkook, I dont even know the answer myself so dont ask me.  This demon fic Im working on is completely from scratch and that one is Jin-main.  I really hope that this doesnt become a pattern. But oh well, as long as Im writing.  So urmmm...slight rated stuff in the middle that serves no purpose except to give you feels...  Im never gonna write smut in my life just so you know.  Youre gonna be hearing this again when I publish the Jin fic, trust me.  And if no one gets the BTS/Shinhwa reference at the end of the chapter, Im gonna cry.  Just look up the words in italics of you dont know.  And then check out BTS lives.  Thats all the hints Im giving.Enjoy~ Bye guys~ UPDATE 01/31/15: Also, if you want to check out all the Bangtan fics that Ive published, Ive decided (because I have published so many more Bangtan fics since this one) to make a BTS Masterpost.  If you want to see all the other fics Ive published plus ones that Im working on, just click the GIF below.  I update it every time I publish a new fic. ForewordJungkook has always been a closed and locked up book.  I feel like this “friendship” we have isn’t even that; we insult each other and argue too much.  I vent all of my problems out on him, but that’s only when I actually get to talk to him.  Usually, he would either be busy doing homework or he would just not respond to me.  But when I ask him what I am to him, he says he thinks of me as a friend.  So why do I feel as though he only said it because I was depressed that day to cheer me up and he doesn’t really mean it?  Quite frankly, why am I even helping him?Oh, that’s right.  I love him.  Screw the limbic system of my brain for giving me emotions.  Why can’t mine be disabled like his?  He has such a tight leash on his emotions, I’m so jealous.