The next morning Taehyung had woken up to a loud clash coming from the bathroom. He stood up and groggily made his way to the bathroom, Tae knocked on the door but heard nothing but a few muffled groans. He became worried and knocked louder, sobs made their way out of the bathroom and at this point Tae was too concerned to leave them be. The broke the door knob and pushed the door open. there hung Jungkook, a tie around his neck, tears flowing down his face, pills and a knife in his hands, and a nasty smirk on his face.

"What Taehyung? Came here to make fun of me because I'm gay? Because I'm stupid and ugly?! Huh! Finish me off then, Here!" The younger threw a knife onto the floor his words becoming angrier and sobs escaping his mouth at an inhumane pace. Taehyung sighed and grabbed the knife flushing it down the toilet, a few tears ran down his cheek. He untied the tie around Jungkook's neck and placed the pill bottle in the trash. He hugged the boy constantly muttering sorry and stroking his hair. The younger had melted to his touch and grabbed the older's shoulder as sobs racked through his body and his body shook. Tae whispered sweet nothings into his ear as they slid onto the floor.

"Jungkook, do you have depression?"

"I have bipolar disorder." He whispered hoping the elder hadn't heard, but he had so he hugged Jungkook stroking his hair and comforting him. Silence covered the air as the two settled down, neither of them felt the need to talk, that was until Jungkook suddenly got up.

"Asshole. You're a fucking asshole. Back the shit away from me, I don't need your goddamn pity. You fucking player trying to toy with my heart or some thing right?! Right?! Back the fuck off!" He stormed away and ran out of the apartment back to the park where Tae and him and hung out a day ago. He felt like it was years ago, rain started to pour as a smile came across his face. He remembered that day and Tae's gorgeous smile, he was intoxicating but Jungkook knew he didn't like him. He knew that Tae was toying with his heart, so why did he care for him? What was his problem, why was he so vulnerable and fucked up at the same time? So he grabbed a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, hoping it would relax him. 

Meanwhile back at the apartment Jin and Namjoon had announced that they were moving out. Jin had also asked where Kookie was but Tae simply told them that he went out. No one questioned him, it was obvious something had happened since Tae hadn't acted like his usual self but no one wanted to upset him.

It had been two hours since Jungkook had left and Tae was extremely worried, so worried he went out into the thunderstorm that had started a little while ago to look for him. The others had protested but he hadn't gave a shit. Tae had no idea where Jungkook could have been, the only place he knew was the park, so he decided to head there, sprinting. When he arrived he looked around, pink flowers fell from the cherry blossoms as the rain pounded on the floor. Tae looked up at the trees mesmerized by the colors, almost so mesmerized he didn't notice the brown haired male sitting in the trees. He called out to him.

"Jungkookie! I'm sorry-"

"Shut the fuck up unless you know what you did."

"I hurt you..."

"No shit sherlock."

"Please," Tae spoke softly, "Kookie I have never lied to you, even if I've sounded like I was joking."

"You toyed with me."

"Kookie, would you go out on date with me?"

"No."

"Please let me make it up to you."

"Fine asshole, you got one chance. Now," a slight smile came across his face, "help me out of this tree."