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Taehyung's POV.

"Tae!"

I jerked my head to the source of the sound and immediately I met with Jimin's grinning face, excitement obvious in his expression.

"C'mon."he gestured, pointing to a table behind the tiny waterfall in the middle of the room,"We're just over there. Everyone's already here, we were just waiting on you guys."

We followed Jimin to the table, and I can feel Jungkook tense up as he meets Yoongi's hateful glare.

"Hi."he muttered as the group halts their talking and turns to face us, most with smiles.

I grinned back at my friends. It had been a long time since I had last seen them and I couldn't bare holding my excitement to finally hang out with them.

"Hey guys."I said,"Long time no see?"

Hoseok is quick to agree,"I've missed all you idiots so much!"

Yoongi huffed, facing Hoseok with a scowl,"Who are you calling an idiot, dumbfuck?"

The two began to playfully banter, as Jin rolled his eyes and gave me a warm smile. Jungkook wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me into his chest.

My heart begins to race as I become aware of our close proximity. Heat rushed to my cheeks and before I know it, I am blushing.

Jin suddenly lets out a delighted squeal, reaching over and pinching my cheeks,"Oh my God, you guys are just so cute! I can't even - !"

Beside him, Namjoon lets out a deep chuckle, rolling his eyes at his boyfriend's behaviour.

"He's been hyper all morning after you asked about dinner."he said, nodding at Jimin,"The past few weeks he's been moping around, complaining that his children won't talk to him anymore. Imagine how happy he was to finally get a text from one of them, claiming that they wanted to see him. Fucking nutcase."

Jin grinned,"But you looooooooovve me."

Namjoon scowls, but I can see the hint of adoration and love in his eyes as he looks at Jin,"Unfortunately, yes."

My heart yearns for this love. They have been dating for four years now and they seem to still be in the honeymoon stage. I want that sort of love. That sort of love that will never run out. That sort of love that will have you weak in the knees even fifty years on the run.

I slide into the seat beside Jimin, who sends me a worried glance. I only smile reassuringly at him as Jungkook awkwardly sits next to me.

"You okay?"he whispered, rubbing my knuckles soothingly as he gazes at me, concern swimming in the depths of his eyes.

I am thankful to have such a caring friend that I feel my eyes begin to become glassy.

Weak.

"Yeah."I replied, nodding,"Yeah, I'm good."

He frowns doubtfully, but doesn't push the topic. Jimin squeezes my hand one last time before he turns to Yoongi to break up the argument between him and Hoseok.

But I am shocked as I turn around to face Jungkook who is sitting beside me, fists clenched, face red and eyes narrowed down at the place where Jimin and I had been holding hands.

"Jungkook?"I muttered hesitantly as he continued to glare at the empty space.

He blinked, his eyes swivelling onto me and they narrowed once again.

"Stay away from him, you fucking slut."he snarled, his hand sneaking around my waist and nails digging purposely hard into my hips.

I gasp lightly at the sudden pain in my hipbone but nod my head fearfully at his enraged gaze. Fortunately, none of the others seemed to have noticed the heated exchange between us, each talking with another.

My eyes are wet with tears as I replay his words in my mind.

Slut.

Bitch.

Annoying piece of shit.

Fat, ass motherfu -

My thoughts are cut of as a distressed yelp rings from the end of the table. My eyes widened as I assessed the scene before me.

Yoongi has Hoseok in a headlock, who is clawing helplessly at Yoongi's forearms as Yoongi swore continuously at his victim. Jimin is standing next to them, his face in his hands, cheeks undeniably pink at the being the centre of attention of the whole restaurant.

Many other customers are either watching with amusement or glaring with absolute disgust at the words that fall from Yoongi's mouth.

Before I know it, we are kicked out of the restaurant.

"You fucking idiot!"Namjoon growls, glaring at Yoongi who only huffs and returns the gesture.

"It's not my fault that asshole was being a dick!"he complained, jerking his thumb at Hoseok's direction who was snickering quietly.

"You're the older one which means you should be more responsible! And you usually are Yoongi, what changed?"

Jimin scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest,"Responsible, my ass."

Jin now rounds on him, who had been watching the scene unfold with an amused smile,"Watch your language, young man."

Jimin pouts, huffing lightly. I laughed, elbowing him in the side and he threw me a playful glare, quickly jumping on my back and wrapping his hands around my neck. With a soft off I stabilise the boy on my back, clutching his legs in case he would fall off.

His lips brush against my ear, a soft giggling emitting from his mouth. I can't help but grin with him, as I run around the   border of the restaurant, with him on my back.

"Taehyung!"

I halt and turn slowly to the owner of the familiar voice.

Jungkook is standing just metres away, his lips pulled back in a frown and arms crossed tightly over his chest. The other members stand behind him, laid back smiles on their faces.

An unknown emotion stirs in his eyes as he glares at us, more specifically at Jimin.

"We're going home."he said, finality definite in his voice.

Jimin's grip on me tightens, and even when I try and remove his fingers from my neck he refuses to comply.

He leans down, his breath warm against my ear as he speaks,"Don't listens to him, Tae."

But the thing is that I have to. I have to listen to him. My heart ached to hear that Jungkook was mad at me, and me not listening to him would surely spark his anger.

Jimin sighed as if sending my disagreement.

Hoseok however was the one to pipe up about his opposing opinion on the maknae's statement,"Oh c'mon Kook, its only seven! Stay for a bit more, don't be a party pooper!"

Shouts of agreement travelled through the group, as Jungkook clenched his jaw obviously distressed and slightly humiliated.

"Well Hoseok, some of us have jobs the next day. A job that actually pays us shit so we don't have to beg from our friends."

There is silence as Jungkook's words replay in everyone's head and understanding begins to dawn on their faces.

"Why you litter piece of fucking shit!"Hoseok snarled, lunging for him.

The others could only watch on, absolute disgust present in their expression as they stared at Jungkook. Hoseok had already landed a few punched to his face and even one to his stomach but it was nothing compared to what Jungkook gave in return.

Hoseok was a bloody mess by the time Jungkook was finished with him.

Blood was everywhere. On both their clothes. On the pavement. On their skin.

If it weren't for Namjoon and Yoongi finally deciding to step in after things got especially nasty, I was betting that Hoseok would be on his way to hospital in critical condition.

"At least I know I wouldn't treat my boyfriend like shit!"Hoseok calls out through his bloody nose, as Yoongi and Namjoon hold Jungkook back.

Silence.

Just silence.

No one speaks. The only thing that could be heard was Jungkook's heavy breathing and Hoseok's whimpers of pain.

Slowly, one by one, the others begin to turn their heads to my direction their faces etched with emotions that stabbed me right to the core.

"T-Tae?"

Jin is the first to break that silence, his voice wavering in hesitancy as he looks up at me with glass eyes. I don't reply, my head bowed as I try and fight my own tears. Memories of Jungkook's and I's broken relationship begin to play in my head.

I hate you. I love you.

Get the fuck out of here. Stay with me.

You're so ugly. You're beautiful.

Never. Forever.

He cleared his throat before speaking,"Tae, is this true?"

I stay silent, and a chorus of gasps run through the group. Mutters and mummers follow soon, each full with anger and hate towards my boyfriend.

Jungkook's head is bowed, almost shamefully, his hands limp at his sides as if he was awaiting his punishment. Immediately Namjoon shoves him away from his reach, where he had been previously been holding the maknae back from beating up their friend.

A growl-like snarl erupts from the depths of Jimin's throat, and he steps in front of me, his fists raised.

"Do you know how hard it is to see him turning up to my apartment at fucking ten in the night fucking crying? Nearly every fucking day? And because of a pathetic excuse of human being, that's you?"

Jin narrowed his eyes at Jimin now,"You knew the whole time and you didn't tell us?!"

Jimin rounded on Jin, anger at being suspected of such thing flaming in his eyes.

"You think I didn't want to? What do you take me as?"he shouted, his face tinged pink from the amount of fury he was presenting,"Tae forced me to not tell you all, and as much as I wanted to I wouldn't break my best friend's promise."

Hoseok still has not said anything, instead he is smirking at Jungkook as if he had won a competition. A very important competition. But at the moment I do not care as everyone's gaze was on me.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

It's the brokenness and betrayal that is held in Jin's voice that strikes a chord deep within me.

I am crying.

Huge, bucketful of tears.

Until my vision was only a blur of black. Until my knees hit the pavement. Until my body wracked with every sob.

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