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Jungkook left Jimin's apartment, heartbroken. He didn't know how this even happened. His desire for Jimin went beyond his own control and turned into a feeling so powerful that he let go of his pride for him. A man who had never faced rejection, never had anyone say a no but here he stood just in an empty elevator just as someone's one night stand. Not just someone, Jimin's one night stand.

It wasn't about being rejected, it was about the fear he had put behind to open up to Jimin. Jungkook rubbed his face as his tears threatened.

He never believed in love. He didn't want to. And the moment he did, he was rejected. Jungkook walked out of the elevator, a constant ache in his heart. His eyes burning from fighting his tears, but he wasn't going to cry. He never cried.

He gulped and walked to his car, it still had one of the red lollipops on the seat. He picked it up and looked at it for a moment before putting it back on the seat and looking ahead.

The roads starting to get busy as everyone began with a new day, for Jungkook he felt lost and embarrassed for how naive he had been. It was almost laughable to him.

He breathed in and out, his eyes burning once again but he didn't cry. Everyone he loved had somehow left or broken him, his grandfather who died when he was 19, his parents who forgot about him way before when, Jimin treating him like a one night stand to satisfy his needs; now all the had were his grandmother, Taehyung, Hoseok and maybe Jih.

Jungkook closed his eyes, his hands began getting shaky on the steering wheel. He put his head on the steering wheel and gulped, images of Jih and Jimin filling his mind. He wanted this.

"I told you not to fall in love, Jeon!" Jungkook yelled hitting the wheel as reclining back on the seat and covering his face. He stroked his hair back, he could never face Jimin again. He wasn't that strong, he realised this now.

He took a deep breath in and drove. His sadness turning into frustration. Frustrated with himself for falling for someone.

"Why did I not just stick to my original idea of fucking around?" He clenched his saw driving across a bridge. Looking out at the sea, and then Jih's smile came back to him. He'd never know why Jungkook didn't come back.

"Ironman!" His cute voice echoed in his mind and he smiled. Jungkook didn't just want to be with Jimin, he wanted to give Jihyung a family too. But it was too soon, he should have known. He was being an idiot.

Jimin's cold tone and demeanor had killed every little part of him that believed in love and families.

Jungkook reached his house and walked out of his car. His face now pale, a hardened expression that made him look so unemotional. He casually walked in, his hair disheveled and eyes slightly red.

"Where were you, Jungkook?" He heard a voice and turned around. It was his father.
"None of your fucking business. " Jungkook arched an eyebrow at him and laughed when his father looked taken aback. Sure they didn't get along, but Jungkook never spoke this way to his parents. Either his answers were short and to the point or they didn't talk at all.
"Jungkook! How can you speak to your father like this? Apologize right now!" His mother said sternly.

"Ugh, please. Give it a break now. You guys care so much suddenly! I'm not used to this kind of drama, let's skip to the part where we don't talk for days! I like it like that, mother. " He laughed and started walking away. His parents speechless at his behavior.

He rolled his eyes and waved at them, still his back towards them. Near the stairs, he was called again.
"Jungkookie.. can you help--"
"You know what? I can't! Just figure it out on your own. I'm kind of sick of people using me for their own works. And if you can't do it, throw your phone away! Don't pester me!" Jungkook said infuriated.

"Jungkookie.." his grandmother's voice cracked and she looked up at him shocked.
"What happened?" She tried reaching for his hand.
"Take care of your own son, I don't need this. " Jungkook withdrew his hand and ran upstairs leaving her alone at the bottom of the stairs. She looked down and slowly walked to her room.

He flung his bedroom door open, and buffer as he sat on the bed. His anger now reaching peak, his eyes bloodshot and gave flushed. He ripped his shirt off and stripped off of his pants and went to shower. The hot water stung against his scratched back and chest.

He ran his fingers over them, the images of Jimin returning, the more he fought them the clearer they got. The first time he said his eyes on him, his blonde hair that he had combed back, his beautiful lips he had kissed, his soft skin he had felt, his scent that was like a drug to him, his voice that sent shivers down his spine, his laugh that made anyone's day and just him.

Jungkook breathed in, his body turning red from the hot water. The scratches going numb, the washroom filling a sort of steam. He felt used and betrayed, but it was his own fault.

"Why, Jungkook!?" He screamed mentally and hit the wall in front of him several times. The emotional pain was excruciating, almost physical. But still, he wasn't going to cry over such a trivial thing, he thought to himself.

"That's what this should have been, trivial. Like always. " He laughed sarcastically. And turned the water off after showering. He wore a black bathrobe and stood in front of the foggy mirror and wiped it.  He only saw a defeated man, the feeling was similar to when his parents used to forget about him over themselves.

His eyes were slightly pink at the waterline, and puffy. Black hair damp and droplets running down his face. His lips a little sore as well, he bit his lip, he still couldn't hate Jimin! Couldn't even say a bad name to him mentally!

"Just stupid." He laughed.

"Unimportant" Jungkook nodded at the word that popped into his mind. That's what he felt like. He walked out, wore an olive green oversized t-shirt, black jeans, his classic brown timberlands, Dior sunglasses, and parted his hair to the side and looked into a huge full size mirror and walked out. It was already 12pm. 

He walked downstairs, and saw his grandmother sitting in the living room. She was still struggling with her new phone, she wore her tiny framed glasses and had a finger stuck out as she tried to work on it. His heart dropped, he wanted to go up to her and apologize, he had hurt the only person who loved him selflessly. Who had raised him.

But the guilt got too much for him to handle and quietly ran off without getting noticed.

He drove mindlessly, he didn't where to go. And when there was no place to go, there was only one place left and he went there.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Kim. Is Tae there?" Jungkook smiled.
"Jungkook-ah!" Taehyung's father hugged him tightly and Jungkook chuckled.
"Come in! Taehyung is upstairs. He's still asleep, I believe. Do you want to eat something?" He smiled and offered to Jungkook.

"No, thank you, sir. I'm full. " Jungkook said. The truth was that he just felt so much emotional pain, he was making deliberate efforts to talk.
"Hello, handsome!" Jungkook beamed seeing Taehyung's mother who cupped his face and smiled.
"Where have you been?" She pulled his cheeks.
"Just around. " He tried to sound as normal as he could.

"Well, you're here. So go wake your best friend up! I'll send some breakfast to the room. " She beamed and Jungkook nodded and ran off.

Jungkook entered the room and saw Taehyung sleeping shirtless. He walked up to him and kicked him on the leg slightly.
"Stop.." Taehyung mumbled.
Jungkook smirked and pinched his nipples making him jolt awake.

"Fuck!"
"Good morning, princess!" Jungkook teased him.
"You're gonna pay for this, you stupid rat. " Taehyung tackled him in a head lock, and Jungkook ended up biting his arm.

"Ahh fuck!" Tae screamed when they both noticed the middle- slightly old aged butler standing there.
"Oh... Sir, I'm.." he chuckled seeing the boys.
"Mr. Lee, look at him beating me. Bad hyung! " Jungkook said and Mr. Lee laughed. He had seen these boys grow up.

"Shut up! We were fighting..." Taehyung said with a smile.
"But Mr. Lee!.." Jungkook pouted. 
"Ugh stop! Thank you Mr. Lee. " Taehyung bowed and Jungkook waved at him. Mr. Lee shook his head and smiled before leaving.

"Ugh. Can't believe he has been seeing us fight like this for like... 18 years now. " Jungkook laughed eating an apple that was kept on the side table.
"He doesn't give a fuck anymore. He's super chill, he barely talks though. " Taehyung said wearing a T-shirt Jungkook threw to him from the floor.

"So wassup?" Taehyung smiled.
"Nothing... Just came to see my best friend." Jungkook lied looking down at the apple.
"Stop lying. What happened? Something happened! Because you always call." Taehyung arched his eyebrow getting up and walking off to brush his teeth and Jungkook followed.

"Well, Jimin and I went to a club last night. And danced to take you down.. " Jungkook said as Taehyung brushed his teeth.
"Mm hmm" he nodded and smirked.
"And then we bought candies.. you know the ones we loved as kids. Blueberry ones.." Jungkook explained.
"Yeah." Taehyung said rinsing his mouth and brush off and then walked into the bath cubicle, Jungkook leaned his back against the glass and continued talking.

"So, we reached. And we kissed in his apartment. " Jungkook said.
"Fuck, Kook! I told you--okay then?" Taehyung asked while bathing.
"Well. We fucked. A lot. He said he loved me..." Jungkook said casually, but voice still a bit shaky.
"No... You broke his heart. You walked out.." Taehyung shook his head and Jungkook laughed hard.
" I was going to leave his apartment, but then I looked at him in my arms. And I didn't.." Jungkook managed. Taehyung wore a white bathrobe and walked out.

"What? You stayed the night?" Taehyung was shocked.
"Yes. I cuddled him to sleep all night. " He said as they walked out to his room and he scavenged for outfits.

"And then, I realised I loved him. " Jungkook said and Taehyung turned around. Stunned.
"What?"
"I love him. " Jungkook smiled.
"I knew it! The way you looked at him! It could send shivers down my fucking spine! Then?! Did you tell him?" He exclaimed happily.
"I did. " Jungkook said and before Taehyung could say anything.

"And he said it was all a mistake. " Jungkook laughed and looked away. Taehyung's heart broke. He now paid attention to how sullen he looked, his puffy eyes and pained tone. The reason he was here.

"And the funny thing is. I was scared I'd make him feel used! But hey, I am the one who ended up in love and rejected. " Jungkook sat on Taehyung's bed, shaking his head in disbelief as he closed his eyes just to zone out from everything.

"Jungkook.." he felt Taehyung sit next to him.
"I know you told me so.." Jungkook breathed out looking down at his fingers, Taehyung held his hand.

"We'll get through this, Jeon. " Taehyung smiled.
"Thanks, Kim. " Jungkook smiled back at him, their eyes glassy.

They both sat there silently.
"So how've you been?" Jungkook sighed and asked.
"Not great. " Taehyung shook his head.

"Why?" Jungkook's eyebrows furrowed in worry.
"I... We just found out that... Hoseok and I.. can't have children. " Taehyung said to his best friend in a shaky voice.