Taehyung's POV.

"What?"I spluttered.

He frowned, crossing his arms over his chest,"Break up with him Tae, he's not good for you."

"You're joking right?"

I can't deny that I hadn't thought over the fact of breaking up with Jungkook.

I had countless times but each time I would've squashed the thought down after gazing at him for a few seconds. He was the love of my life, whether I liked it or not.

But then again, would I be in the amount of pain I am in right now if I had let him go sooner? You have to think of the other person's happiness as well. Was he happy with me? Did he still love me?

My heart writhed uncomfortably. He didn't.

He didn't love me.

Not anymore he didn't.

But I would do anything to make sure he was happy. And if that meant that I wasn't in the picture then...

That was okay. It was okay. I would be okay.

At least he was happy.

"I've never been more serious in my life than now."

I could feel tears obscuring my vision already at the thought of breaking up with Jungkook. I was extremely sensitive and would cry at the smallest of things. This was why Jungkook didn't want me.

"You know I can't do that!"

His voice raised and his eyes narrowed up at me,"Yes you can, Taehyung! Do you know how much it hurts to see you in so much pain just because of that jackass!"

I opened my mouth to interfere but he threw up a hand, stopping me.

"Just let me speak Tae. Please."he whispered.

I succumbed to the depths of his brown eyes and with slumping shoulders, I nodded,"Okay."

A ghost of a smile flickered across Jimin's lips and he sighed in relief.

"Nearly every night I get a call from you. You're always crying. And it's always about him."

The amount of venom that oozes from his voice as he talks about Jungkook surprised me.

"He doesn't know what he's missing out on Tae!"he continued, his voice rising even more with every sentence,"You haven't even done anything wrong and he's acting like a dick! It's just not fair!"

Jimin seemed as if the issue between Jungkook and I was hurting him more than it hurt me. I could only stare as Jimin let out his bottled up anger at the man I loved.

"I know you try to act as if that you're fine but you're not! You're hurting Tae, and that pains me as well. Cringey as it sounds, I can't bear to see you like this. Every damn day, you're slowly crumbling before my very eyes. And I can't do anything to help! Do you know how helpless that makes me feel?"

Jimin had begun to cry now and had sunk to his knees, burying his face in his hands to hide his sobbing appearance. My heart broke at the sight.

I had caused this.

I was the reason for my best friend's behaviour.

I was a fucking burden to everyone person on this damned earth.

No one wanted me. Jungkook didn't want me.

Why?

Because anyone near me would always end up in tears. Maybe I held some sort of invisible disease that warded of any person that dared to near me.

"Jimin."I said softly, gathering the crying boy in my arms as I held back my own tears,"Jimin please don't cry because of me."

He emitted a soft hiccup, and I fought the urge to pinch his cheeks at the sudden show of cuteness.

We stayed there for maybe minutes. Maybe hours. Just holding each other. Just appreciating the other's presence.

"I'm sorry."he laughed weakly, pushing his hair out of his eyes,"You must think I'm some sort of wuss."

I shook my head furiously,"It's alright to cry Jimin, it's human."

He didn't reply instead he stared, his eyes sweeping down my face, a sad smile hanging on his lips.

"He's definitely going to regret this."

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After thanking both Jimin and Yoongi for their kind hospitality, I had decided that it was time to face Jungkook.

Yoongi's face had clouded with suspicion, however he had bit his tongue wisely and had only reminded me to call him if I needed anything. Jimin too had said the same thing but I had caught onto the double meaning behind his words.

I had left their apartment near five o'clock in the afternoon, after memorable moments of teasing and laughter. It had been a long time since I had enjoyed being around the people I loved. My predicament with Jungkook had stopped me from having fun.

"Where have you been?"

Jungkook stood before me, face contorted into anger and arms crossed over his chest. It touched me to hear that he could have possibly cared about my wellbeing.

"At Jimin's."I muttered quietly, bowing my head to his furious glare.

He scoffed, stepping away from the front door and I slipped past his stance before he would rant about my stupid behaviour. I could hear him close the door and follow me to our bedroom.

"What, did you have to fuck him as well?"he snarled.

I halted, turning around to face him,"W-What?"

His face grew in anger, and he began to approach me in taunting steps.

"You're such a whore, Kim Taehyung."

A teardrop escaped from eye, dripping down my cheek as it were a slug leaving a silvery trail behind.

"No it wasn't like that!"I stuttered.

He raised an eyebrow,"Oh really? Enlighten me then."

"I didn't have a place to go to because you told me to get out last night."I mumbled, already feeling the tension heightening at my words.

It happened in a flash.

A flicker of guilt was prominent in his eyes, like a flashlight that shown brightly through his dark orbs that had lost its polish.

But then it was gone.

Just as quickly had it appeared, it disappeared. Back was the same indifferent expression that lined the border of his eyes. The rest was simply emotionless, tinged with a hint of anger.

For a moment I feared that I had only imagined the remorse I had seen displayed on his handsome features.

"I didn't mean get out of the house, you dumbass. I meant out of my sight. You were getting on my nerves."

A sense of foolishness threatened to swallow me whole as I stood under Jungkook's reprimanding gaze.

Of course he meant out of his sight. Why would he kick me out of my own apartment? I did pay half the bills anyway.
I had overthought his words too much, and had done the dramatic thing no person in their right mind, would've done.

I trained my eyes on the toe of my sneakers as I heard Jungkook sigh irritatedly.

He stepped out of the room but no without muttering some of his choice words that I knew were coming.

"Fucking bitch."

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*hides behind pillow

Sorry Vkook shippers out there! Don't hit me please!

P.S. Vkook is my OTP ;)