Jungkook's POV

Many weeks had past. My mind has been slowly getting off of Jimin. After I found out he found another man, I was pissed. I was pissed because he fucking cheated on me, he didn't even care about me. He made me blame Tae for all of this.

Guilt immediately rushed into me. The thought of Tae hearing those harsh words from me must hurt. He's been helping me every single day and I've been treating him like shit.

I walked into the living room and found Tae sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"You okay?", I asked.

He opened his eyes and looked up at me. He nodded with a soft smile.

"I should be asking you that", he said while standing up.

He winced and immediately set his hand on his head.

"Yah, are you sick?", I asked while holding onto his shoulder.

He looked at me and shook his head no.

"I'm just a bit tired"

He sighed and walked into the kitchen. I followed him behind.

"You hungry?", he asked.

"..No, not really", I said.

I opened the drawer next to the fridge and took out some painkiller pills.

"Take some of these", I said while handing them to him.

"I'm not sick though"

I set my hand on his forehead. I widened my eyes at the warm feeling on my hand.

"You're burning up"

He moved my hand away.

"It'll go away on its own, don't worry", he said.

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I stared at Tae's sleeping face while dabbing the wet towel on his head. He fell asleep again, which was a great opportunity for me to take care of him.

I wanted him to take some painkillers and make him some soup to help his headache go away, but he kept refusing and saying he was fine.

"You made him leave me! You made him leave!...you made him forget about me"

"J-Jungkook, calm down, please!"

"How can I fucking calm down?!"

He flinched.

"You know what, get out! Just get out!"

I sighed and dipped the towel back in the bowl of water.

"I cooked some soup for you", Tae said softly.

"I'm not hungry"

"You haven't ate though.."

"Just get out Tae, I said I'm not hungry", I said harshly.

The guilt started eating me up again. The thought of me talking like that to Tae just makes me want to bang my head onto a wall as hard as I can. I even called him a whore for making Jimin leave.

My mind was so focused on what Jimin said.

"Tae fucking wants to take you away from me! If he wants you so bad, then I'll let him keep you! He can finally have you!", Jimin yelled with anger and irritation.

So what he said was fake. All that was a lie to make me blame Tae. I yelled at him, called him names, telling him to get out, but he kept staying to check up on me.

I was so busy in my thoughts about Jimin that I didn't focus on Tae's expressions, his emotions, the way he tries to not cry sometimes, the way he always tries to take care of me when I kept telling him to stop.

Tae cares about me. He cares more than Jimin did when we were dating.

"What are you doing?", Tae asked while sitting up slowly.

"Yah, lay down, you're not feeling well", I said with worry.

"I'm fi-"

"Don't say you're fine because we both know you're not"

He stared at me for awhile. He sighed and laid back down. I folded the wet towel and set it on his forehead.

I focused on his features for a moment. He's gotten more skinnier and pale.

"Have you been eating properly?", I asked.

"...Yeah, why?"

It's obvious he was lying, but I didn't say anything.

"I'm going to cook some soup", I said and walked towards the kitchen.

Taehyung's POV

Why is he acting like this? I'm the one who's suppose to take care of him. Is he already better or something?

I touched the towel on my head and smiled softly.

"Ah Fuck!", Jungkook yelled from the kitchen.

I chuckled at him struggling. I turned my body a little for a more comfortable position.

I guess Jungkook is finally getting better slowly. I'm so happy.