When Jungkook and Taehyung got back to the vacation house, it was already getting late. He and Taehyung ate dinner together and he was tired from so much— he just wanted to sleep.

  He had calmed down, being with Taehyung, but he had calmed down so much that he realized that he had no real reason to get so annoyed with Seokjin like he did.

  Of course, he spent the evening having fun with his friend, but he couldn't keep it off of his mind; Seokjin being confused as to why he went live without him, not understanding Jungkook's mind.

  Even when he turned his phone on to see no messages from Jin, he couldn't understand his own mind. He told Jin to leave the room, he was upset with Jin for almost no reason. Why would Jin want to text him?

  He's just sensitive. Always fucking is.

  He prepared for bed, not taking his time. He was quick. But as he walked out of the connected bathroom into his room, he noticed that Seokjin was in bed now. Lying there, facing Jungkook— facing the bathroom door.

  Jungkook held his head low as he walked around to his side of the bed and slipped under the blanket, facing away from Seokjin, trying to not embarrass himself anymore.

He felt Seokjin shift in the bed, turning to face him, but was met with Jungkook's back.

  Seokjin slid his hand under the blanket, soon placing it on Jungkook's hip to caress him. Jungkook was quick to stop Jin, grabbing ahold of his wrist to do so.

He doesn't want Jin to try and fix what Jungkook had caused a scene about. This was his fault, really.

"Please don't be upset," Seokjin muttered. They both were silent for a few slow beats. "Why are you upset with me?" he then asked.

  Jungkook frowned to the wall, eyes wide open, stinging from not blinking. He turned around to Seokjin and pouted a bit as he realized that Jin was still confused.

  "You ignored me," Jungkook nearly whispered. He knew that he sounded odd. Has an odd reason. "You were playing that game and just... ignored me. Even Jimin hyung ignored me."

  He felt tears sting his eyes and gosh, he was so angry at himself more than anything. It's so dumb to be so sensitive, right? Who gets this sensitive for no reason? Nobody! Except him.

  He's even more upset as the first tear falls down his cheek. More upset at the fact that he's so sensitive than he is upset with anything else.

  The tears started forming faster than Jungkook could manage them, wiping furiously at them to make them disappear. He doesn't want to look weak! Doesn't want to cry.

He could see Seokjin frown at him, so he turned over onto his back and breathed in shakily, trying to get a grip. Trying to recoup himself.

But he's had a stressful day. His day began, went, and ended badly. So the tears are uncontrollable. He just can't stop them now.

"Baby, please don't cry." Seokjin lifted up onto his elbow and removed the hair out of Jungkook's eyes. "Please. I'm sorry—"

"I-I'm not crying." Jungkook covered his whole face. "My eyes just s-sting." But his stutters and tears say otherwise. Stupid tears.

Ugh. Today was so awful.

Jungkook started crying even more as Seokjin wrapped his arms around his waist and nuzzled into his arm.

  "I'm sorry, bun. I didn't mean to ignore you. I guess I was just into the game too much. I didn't mean to make you upset, baby." He held tighter onto the younger as he tried to stop crying.

  But Jungkook groaned. "I-I'm not even that upset!" He exhaled harshly, mad at the tears. "I- I can't stop crying, though. I don't know why! I swear I'm not usually this sensitive." He then furiously wiped his tears.

  "You're frustrated with me," Seokjin chuckled. "It's okay to be upset, bun. Come here." He backed away and opened his arms, and Jungkook wiped his tears one last time before he turned towards him and leaned in.

He surrounded himself in Jin's arms, pressed his face into Jin's chest, and wrapped his arms around the older as he held onto him tightly.

Warm. Cozy. An apology. An apology for doing nothing wrong!

"I'll spend all day with you tomorrow, bun. I promise."

Jungkook nuzzled more, blush creeping onto his cheeks. He feels so silly, yet so loved.

"Y-You don't have to. I overreacted, hyung."

"No, you didn't," Seokjin reassured him. "And I will spend tomorrow with you. So get some sleep, bun. I want to have as much time together that we can."

  Jungkook pouted and held on even tighter. Jin is so understanding and he's not sure why he got so upset to begin with. He... He really is too sensitive. But if Jin says otherwise, then he'll try to believe it.

"Goodnight, hyung."

  Without any warning for Jungkook's poor heart, Seokjin pressed a kiss to his head, and Jungkook can most definitely feel it. He can most definitely feel himself blush again as well.

"Goodnight, bun."

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