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"Fuck! What is this?" Jeongguk gasped out after downing the greenish liquid handed to him. His throat burned and his mind became foggy the moment the strong alcoholic liquid entered his body.

"Good, huh? It's called Ricky's monster blend" The bartender, Ricky, as Hoseok had introduced him as earlier, chuckled throatily.

Jeongguk nodded in agreement. He could feel the numbness creeping up his body, the alcohol taking its effect.

Yoongi chuckled from beside him while he watched Jeongguk groan and chugged down another glass of the green liquid.

It was never the intention of Jeon Jeongguk to leave his home that Friday. He just wanted to curl up in his bed and think about Taehyung while he cried. Just the way he had been doing the whole week and it sounded like a plan to him.

But Yoongi apparently had other plans. He had dragged Jeongguk to Hope Club, saying it would help him get over Taehyung. Jeongguk had denied, saying he was busy but Yoongi knew that busy meant he was going to drown himself in sheets and pillows and cry himself to sleep.

So he ended up following Yoongi here and now he was on his third shot of Ricky's monster blend. He was very much drunk now. The loud bass around him had faded into a distant hum and he looked around the crowd of men and women who danced together.

He could see Hoseok, arm around a girl as they danced. Well, Hoseok danced and the girl just moved. Jeongguk had never seen a person who was better than Hoseok at dancing. Jeongguk stole a glance at Yoongi, who also was watching.

"You ok?" Jeongguk asked.

"Yeah" Yoongi said. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Jeongguk inclined his head to Hoseok's direction.

"Him?" Yoongi chuckled. "We aren't dating. He always hooks up with other people. I don't mind"

Jeongguk nodded. He suddenly got reminded of the day he met Taehyung here. Jeongguk was with Jackson, dancing and he had seen Taehyung glaring daggers at them. Then Taehyung had approached him and dragged him across the club and kissed him. Jeongguk had loved it. Loved making Taehyung jealous. If that could even be called jealousy.

He was too lost in thought that he didn't see the figure approaching him.

"Jeongguk?" A surprised feminine voice said from beside him, making Jeongguk turn his head.

Kim Jennie was standing next to him.

"Jennie?" Jeongguk stood up from his bar stool, groggily. He extended his hand for her to shake, which she took.

She flashed a smile at Yoongi, which he returned and went back to sipping his Martini.

"Fancy seeing you here" She said, now looking at Jeongguk.

"You too" Jeongguk said. "It's a fun place to hangout"

"Yeah" Jennie said. "Came here with some of my friends"

He didn't want to make conversation with her but her father's words came in to his mind. Now that Taehyung's out of his life too...

"Thank you for accepting my invitation to attend my opening event" He said.

Jennie smiled. "Of course. I was particularly busy that day. But I cleared up some schedules"

"I appreciate that" Jeongguk said.

"Taehyung and you are working on the conference, aren't you? How's it going? Isn't it in less than two weeks?"

Jeongguk's throat became dry at the mention of Taehyung and the sadness that he seemed to have pushed away from his mind for a short amount of time, came back at him.

"Yeah" Jeongguk said, "We've finished planning it"

"I'm glad to hear. I heard it'd suffice both your companies. I'm happy to hear that. My father is happy to hear that I'll be marrying one of the richest people in Korea"

Jeongguk looked up at Jennie. "Do you mean Taehyung?"

Jennie giggled, loud, even over the booming music. "Of course, silly. He's my boyfriend"

Jeongguk nodded, more and more sadness creeping up at him. "Did you see him lately?"

"Yeah. I met him a few days ago. He came to Namjoon's office for a lunch meeting. I met him there"

Jeongguk couldn't help himself. "How did he look? Is he okay?"

Jennie raised an eyebrow at him. "Well, he looked fine. You know he's always so cold and timid. He keeps things to himself and kind of gives off a mysterious vibe. I think that's sexy. Well, he looked like he always would" Jennie said.

"I see" Jeongguk said. So Taehyung hadn't been affected by their fight?

Probably not. He probably found someone else the very next day. Jeongguk was the only one weeping.

"I need to go" He felt like crying again and he didn't want to do it in front of Jennie. Jeongguk stood up from his stool and almost stumbled forward, if it weren't for Yoongi holding him up, he'd have landed face-first on the floor.

Jeongguk walked out with Yoongi after bidding a small goodbye to Jennie, who looked confused.

"Let's go to your place. I can't go home like this. My dad will kill me"

Yoongi silently agreed.

The car ride consisted of Jeongguk staring blankly at the passing streetlights and Yoongi stealing worried glances at Jeongguk. When they finally arrived at Yoongi's apartment, with the help of the driver and Yoongi, Jeongguk was placed on the couch.

He groaned and laid down on the couch the moment the driver left.

"He's a dick" Yoongi said as he placed a bottle of water in front of Jeongguk. "I'll make you some lemon tea"

"I don't want it" Jeongguk said but Yoongi ignored him and went back to the kitchen.

Jeongguk waited while Yoongi busied himself with making him tea. When he finally came back with two cups of tea, and handed Jeongguk one, Jeongguk slowly took sip by sip from the hot beverage.

It seemed to calm his senses and he felt more sober, thoughts clearer.

"Taehyung is probably fucking someone right now" Jeongguk said after a while.

"I'd tell you to forget him but you're too stupid and you'd be hung over him for a while. But I'll tell you that he isn't worth your time" Yoongi said.

Jeongguk finished his cup of tea and placed it on the coffee table in front of him. Taehyung meant so much to him. But Jeongguk had meant so little to Taehyung. Jeongguk felt like such a fool. But as he predicted from the beginning, it was after all himself that got hurt in the end.

Tears kept cascading down his cheeks. He flashed back to their dinner, where it all went wrong. Jeongguk had hoped that he would mean something more than just a fuck buddy to Taehyung. But all Jeongguk was to Taehyung was another of his playthings. Another person to fuck and leave when he's bored.

"Hey, come here" Yoongi said from beside him. Jeongguk dived in for the embrace. He needed that right now. Yoongi hardly ever did hugs but Jeongguk was glad he was offering Jeongguk this.

Jeongguk sniffled against Yoongi's shoulder, his tears dampening the thin fabric of his shirt.

"Hyung" Jeongguk said. He was almost straddling Yoongi now.

"Yes, Gguk?"

"Make me forget" Jeongguk pleaded. "Make it go away. It hurts too much"

"Oh Jeongguk" Yoongi wiped tears away from Jeongguk's damp cheeks. But new ones soon replaced them.

"I'm such a fool to fall in love with him, Hyung. He said he could never love me. Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, Gukkie, no. You're perfect. There's something wrong with him if he says he can't love you" Yoongi reassured.

Jeongguk just started crying more. "Please" He pleaded. "I can't take it anymore. Please make it go away. Do something. Anything" Jeongguk sobbed.

"Jeonggukie..."

"Please" Jeongguk whispered. He wasn't exactly sure what he was asking for. All he knew was it hurt so much. His heart felt like his heart was going to explode. Jennie's words only brought Jeongguk more pain. He just needed Yoongi to take it away.

He needed someone.

"Jeongguk I'm-"Yoongi was saying but Jeongguk cut him off by placing a kiss on Yoongi's neck.

Yoongi didn't let Jeongguk continue. He took Jeongguk's head in his hands and made him look into his eyes. He then kissed Jeongguk's forehead, a friendly but affectionate gesture. "Don't. We'll regret this" Yoongi said.

"Hyung please" Jeongguk whined.

Warning! Yoonkook slight smut!

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"Jeongguk-"Yoongi was cut off when Jeongguk started unbuckling Yoongi's belt and before Yoongi could pry his hands away, Jeongguk had taken out Yoongi's cock and started stroking it.

Yoongi moaned as he felt himself hardening under Jeongguk's touch.

"You'll regret this in the morning Jeong-ah!" Yoongi let out.

"Don't worry, Hyung, I don't have anything to lose" Jeongguk said as he worked on Yoongi's cock. Jeongguk wasn't foreign to this. Yoongi and he had slept together more than once.

Jeongguk got on his knees between Yoongi's legs and started mouthing on his cock. He soon started bobbing his head up and down his cock.

"Fuck, Jeongguk" Yoongi moaned out.

Jeongguk hollowed his cheeks and swirled his tongue, making Yoongi buckle up his hips to thrust in to Jeongguk's mouth.

"I'm going to cum" Yoongi said and pulled Jeongguk's head off his cock, earning a confused look from Jeongguk. Yoongi dragged Jeongguk to his feet and did quick work of taking off Jeongguk's jeans.

Jeongguk straddled Yoongi again. He was about to grab a condom from his wallet when Yoongi stopped him.

"I won't fuck you. You still aren't over Taehyung and I don't want you to have any regrets"

"Just make me forget, Hyung, please. Anything" Jeongguk pleaded.

Yoongi took both of their cocks in his fist and started pumping the lengths together. They both moaned, as Yoongi quickened his pace. Soon Jeongguk had his head buried in Yoongi's neck while he moaned and moaned as Yoongi stroked their dicks together, applying just enough pressure. Jeongguk wanted to buckle his hips but just as he was about to do that, Yoongi used his free hand to hold Jeongguk down.

They both came, moaning loudly.

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"Taehyung-ah!" Jeongguk unconsciously whimpered into Yoongi's sweater. They stayed like that for a while until their breathing slowed down. Jeongguk passed out on the couch soon after and Yoongi sighed and looked at the slightly snoring boy. He kept mumbling Taehyung's name repeatedly in his slumber.

Yoongi, being unable to carry Jeongguk to a bedroom, brought sheets and pillows over to the couch and tucked him in.

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I love you

The three words continuously played in Taehyung's mind like a broken record. His mind refused to shut up, though Taehyung begged it to do so. But the only voice he could hear when he was surrounded by silence was Jeongguk's broken voice. He heard it so much that after what seemed like hours, the voice had turned into white noise and Taehyung's head felt like it was going to blast.

When he closed his eyes, because the light radiating off the light bulb on the wall was only increasing his headache, images of Jeongguk flashed behind his eyelids. His smile, the way he flashed his bunny-like front teeth every time he grinned, the way his eyes crinkled, the way his cheeks dusted pink. A familiar warmth spread through Taehyung's cold body as image after image started appearing behind his closed eyelids.

The images changed in to a one of Jeongguk in a silk shirt and dress pants. Tears cascaded down his face like a waterfall. His expression was broken; sorrow and mistrust clouded his eyes.

You used me

Jeongguk's voice was poison to Taehyung's already heavy heart. His eyes fluttered open as image after image of a broken and crying Jeongguk began crossing his eyes. He couldn't bear to see Jeongguk like that. It was torture for Taehyung.

He wanted to cry. But the tears never fell. Instead, he bottled up all the sadness inside him. And he was choking on the pain.

Taehyung felt numb. The only feeling that would arise in his chest was sorrow. Everything else around him made no sense. They were just a blur that Taehyung was too occupied to take notice of.

A week had passed after Jeongguk left Taehyung at the restaurant. And Taehyung had had a hellish week. Jeongguk's absence was too prominent.

Throughout a normal week, the two men hardly ever spoke or met with each other before this. There were many times Taehyung needed Jeongguk when he's had a stressful day at his office. And that hadn't only been for sex. Jeongguk's mere presence brought Taehyung comfort. A cuddling session after a busy day felt like an ideal stress reliever for Taehyung.

Only that they didn't meet up after work hours on week days.

But throughout the week after their incident, he hadn't spoken or texted Jeongguk and Taehyung went home every day with regret. He wished he could sum up some courage and apologize to Jeongguk but, he didn't know what to say. The pain in his chest was just unbearable that no matter how much he wanted to relieve himself by talking to Jeongguk, he couldn't. Taehyung knew that the best thing Jeongguk needed at that moment was space.

The fact that Taehyung would meet Jeongguk at the end of a week was what had Taehyung moving through the week. It was as if he had something to live for. To look forward to. It was nice having things to look forward to. Or his life is melancholic and dull, same repetitive days.

Needless to say, knowing that Taehyung wouldn't be meeting Jeongguk at the end of the week, he had been lifeless almost. His mind running here and there during important meetings, unable to concentrate on his work. He had received more than one or two scolding from Jimin. And jimin had tried his best to cheer him up constantly. But he still felt dull and numb and purposeless.

"You're a fucking moron"

The angry voice made Taehyung look to his side, eyes barely open but slowly focusing on the figure sitting on the sofa across him. Jimin was glaring angrily at him. In any other situation Taehyung would've been scared to see his best friend this angry. But today, he just couldn't bring himself to care or form any type of emotion towards Jimin.

"What" Taehyung said, closing his eyes again.

"You laying like that on a sofa isn't going to solve your problems. You should either let him go and go back to your fuck boy lifestyle or gather up some guts and talk to him like a man"

"Let me be, Jimin. I'm too sad" Taehyung pouted. He could here Jimin letting out an exasperated sigh from his side.

"I can't watch you being like this, Taehyungie" Jimin said. "You look dead"

Taehyung sniffled. "I wish I was"

"You don't get to say shit like that when I'm right here you idiot!" Jimin yelled, startling Taehyung and making his eyes shoot open.

"Look" Jimin said, voice controlled now. "I don't get you, Tae. You said you don't have feelings for him but you're over here looking dead like you've just lost your husband"

"I don't have feelings like that for him. I'm just fucking sad that I broke his heart. And he hates me now. He must be so sad, Jimin. So heartbroken. I-I-"Taehyung was choking up. "I don't know what to do. I can't live with myself knowing that I'm the reason for his sadness"

Jimin stared at Taehyung's figure, that was now hunched, his hands on his head.

"He-he said I used him" Taehyung said, looking up to meet Jimin's gaze. "And- and I can't help thinking that maybe I did. I knew he was in love with me for a while and I wanted to take my space away from him. But it was impossible. I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. I loved treating him like a lover. I was so selfish that I didn't stop to think that I was leading him on. I didn't want him to get hurt like this, but I still was leading him on" Taehyung rambled on.

It was Jimin's turn to run his hands through his hair. "I've said this a thousand times, I'm saying it again" Jimin said, eyes fixated on Taehyung's. "You are a fucking moron"

Taehyung sniffled. "I know"

"No" Jimin said. "No, you don't. You-"Jimin pointed a finger at his best friend. "-are a pathetic, self-centered, delusional prick. A fool who can't see reality in things around you"

"I know" Taehyung whispered.

"No. You don't. You still don't get it, do you?" Jimin said. "You are in love with him.

"What? No, I'm not. I don't do-"

"You don't do love? You don't do relationships? Bullshit. Taehyung I've known you for your whole fucking life. I've seen you cry. I've seen you fuck around, I've seen you fuck up. And most importantly, I was there when you decided that you weren't going to commit yourself to a relationship. But that was when? When that bitch turned you down when you asked her out in middle school? And you decided that fucking is easier than loving? But how old were you? 15? And now you're 25? Are you so blind to yourself that you don't see that you've changed and life doesn't always go the way you planned? That you're not that idiot fuck boy anymore and you're are capable of feelings and love too?"

Tears had started streaming down Taehyung's face.

"I've seen the way you look at Jeongguk. With so much adoration and love. You have isolated yourself in this solitary persona and decided that that's all you are. But it's not, Taehyung. You're capable of love. You're capable of maintaining a relationship. And you're such a fool for not seeing that you are indeed in love with Jeongguk"

Taehyung couldn't stop his tears. Jimin stood up and came over and sat next to Taehyung, embracing him.

"I just miss him so fucking much" Taehyung sobbed.

"I know" Jimin said. "You are just pathetically in love with him"

"I never thought I would-"Taehyung was choking on his sobs.

He missed Jeongguk. He missed him so badly that he was being suffocated by that longing feeling. Jeongguk's absence had left a hole in Taehyung's life and it sucked all liveliness and happiness off of him. That permanent gap cannot be filled by work or distractions. Jimin was right. Taehyung knew that his feeling for Jeongguk travelled far more than lust. But he never thought that the weird fluttery feeling in his gut would be love. Coming to the epiphany that this feeling he's been feeling- the need to be with Jeongguk all the time and now this emptiness he had left behind was indeed- love.

The need to make Jeongguk happy all the time. The need to satisfy. The need to spend the every fraction of passing moment with him, no matter how hard Taehyung's been suppressing the feeling. He was in love.

It only worsened his pain. Being too blind to his emotions, he had hurt the only person he had fallen in love with. The only person who had loved him despite his flaws and sins. Taehyung's figure shook with sobs as he helplessly clutched onto Jimin's figure. The comfort Jimin's small hands offered did too little to calm him down . The only though in his mind was how badly he had fucked up.

"Jimin-ah, what should I do?" Taehyung sobbed into Jimin's shoulder.

"Talk to him" Jimin said. "Tell him how you feel. Tell him everything. Tell him that you love him too"

Taehyung nodded against his shoulder. Tears kept cascading down his cheeks uncontrollably. He wanted the pain to go away. But he didn't know how to make it go away.

He needed to confront Jeongguk.

"But don't just jump and rip his clothes off the next time you see him"

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