Yoongi

After finding Jimin I put him in my car and take him to mine. 

When we get there I take him to my room, ignoring the look on Hoseok's face.

    "Let me see." I say after sitting him on my bed.

He holds up his bruised hand, wincing when I grab it.

    "I'm sorry. Can you make a fist?" I ask demonstrating with my hand.

He tries, wincing in pain but making a loose fist nonetheless.

    "I don't think it's broken." I say standing to get the first aid kit from the bathroom.

When I return I take out an ace bandage and grab his hand.

    "He's going to leave me." He says quietly.

    "He won't." I say, why would Taehyung be stupid enough to leave him?

    "He loves him in a way he can't love me." He says, tears slipping down his face.

    "Don't cry, please Jimin." I say, taking my time to wrap his hand.

    "My hearts broken, hyung. It's hurting so bad." He says, choking out small sobs.

    "I'm sorry, Jimin." I say. "I'm so sorry. You don't deserve this."

    "I always felt like I wasn't enough, like I didn't do enough~"

    "Don't think like that. You are enough, and if Taehyung can't see that then it's his loss." I say. "Don't doubt yourself. Anyone would be lucky to have you."

    "My mother's going to be so mad." He sniffles as he wipes his face with his sleeve.

    "She'll understand." I reassure him as I finish wrapping his hand. "Here, I'll give you something to change into."

He nods looking down at his hand with an unreadable expression.

I give him something to change into before going to get him some pain meds, even though he says he's not in any pain.

Hoseok comes into the kitchen as I'm grabbing the medicine.

"I-Is he okay?" He asks, his words actually sounding concerned.

"Is he supposed to be?" I ask closing the cabinet and facing him.

He sighs. "I'm sorry, Yoongi. I know how much you care about him, I was wrong."

"You were wrong." I say. "But there's nothing to be said. Just leave it alone."

He nods looking down, a mixture of guilt and another unknown emotion on his face.

I leave him in the kitchen without another word.

Jimin is still in my room looking down at his hand, tears falling from his eyes.

"Jimin." I say getting his attention and handing him the medicine and the bottle of water.

"Thank you, Yoongi." He says. "I'm sorry for this."

"Don't apologize." I say sitting down next to him. "You can stay here tonight. You should rest."

He nods, wiping his face again. "Thank you."

    "If you need anything I'll be right out front. Try to rest, please. And come get me if you need me." I say standing to leave.

    "Yoongi." He says stopping me. "Stay with me? Please?"

I nod without question. "Sure."

He scoots to the other side of my bed and pats the space next to him.

I sit beside him against the headboard. "Try to sleep, Jimin."

He nods, scooting closer to me before closing his eyes, still sniffing slightly.

He cuddles closer to me in his sleep but I don't complain, I just try to make him feel secure as he sleeps.

He didn't deserve this.

He didn't deserve to feel this pain, and I wish I could take it all away.

Taehyung

I take the blame.

I tried to love him, like he loved me.

Maybe for the wrong reasons, but I tried.

I loved him, he was everything to me and I was afraid to lose him for so long.

I lost sight of my love for him and everything from that point was a downhill experience from there.

Even if I did love Jungkook I could never be with him with the thought of Jimin in the back of my mind.

Maybe I wasn't in love with Jungkook, but the freedom that came with him.

"Taehyung." Jungkook says pulling me from my thoughts.

I look up at him, a million thoughts running through my head as I sit across from him at my kitchen table.

"What are you going to do?" He asks, I can tell it's his way of making me make a decision.

"I don't know." I admit, it was true.

I have no idea what I'm going to do from here.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Jungkook asks. "What's there to think about, Tae? You want to be with me, don't you?"

I sigh, sitting back in my seat, remaining silent.

    "Taehyung?" He asks, his expression softening into one of confusion.

    "I don't know, Jungkook." I say keeping my eyes down.

    "What, what do you mean?" He asks getting frustrated.

I pull my phone out to see if Jimin got any of my texts or has tried to respond to my calls.

    "Tae..." Jungkook says again, making me look up at him. "Th-This is our chance. He's leaving you. W-We can~"

    "He's not leaving." I say shaking my head. "He's not leaving me."

The hurt behind his eyes grows. "W-We can be together. And we don't even have to explain it to him. He'll leave and we'll be together~"

    "He's not leaving!" I say, harsher than I intended to.

He flinches at my sudden change of tone. "You promised."

    "Jungkook~"

    "No! You promised me." He exclaims leaning forward in his seat. "You promised you'd fix everything and we'd be together. You don't love him. You don't love him anymore. Don't do this, Taehyung. Please."

    "I know I promised." I start, trying not to be swayed by the tears forming in his eyes. "I'm sorry I did that."

    "Taehyung, look at me. Please. Don't." He says reaching his hand out.

    "It was wrong of me." I continue, looking away from his sad eyes and pulling my hand away. "I'm so sorry."

    "You love me. You told me you loved me."

    "I didn't lie. I do love you."

    "But?"

I close my eyes in frustration with myself, how could I let this happen?

    "It was wrong from the beginning. Something like this, Jungkook. It's not meant to last." I say opening my eyes and looking at him. "It's not real."

    "It's real to me." He says, clearly trying to combat his emotions. "Do you think I'd waste six years of my life if I didn't think it was real?"

    "Things only got serious this year. You could have ended it whenever you wanted to~"

    "But I trusted you!" He shouts. "I believed you when you said we'd make it work! If you cared about me at all you would have left me a long time ago instead of doing this to me! You're selfish!"

I nod looking down, I was selfish, and now two people I care about are hurt.

    "I care about you. I do, but it just can't work. Things aren't as easy as I thought they'd be~"

    "Were things meant to be easy when it came to the two of us?" He asks. "Is that what you wanted? The easy way out? Is choosing Jimin the easy way out!?"

    "No, because it's always been Jimin!"

Silence.

Jungkook doesn't stop the tears from falling down his face.

    "Then who the hell was I?" He asks, his voice steady despite his tears.

    "I was wrong. And I'm sorry." I say. "I never wanted to hurt you, you were my friend before anything. I got caught up. And I hate myself for hurting you."

    "Yeah. I hate you too." He says, standing and snatching his phone and keys from the table.

    "I'm sorry." I say, barely audible, as he walks away.

He stops, facing me again, his hurt replaced by anger.

    "You don't deserve Jimin. And he sure as hell don't deserve to have to put up with you. He at least deserves someone who's nice to him on a daily basis, at least." He says. "And I regret ever even looking at you. This isn't a game, you don't get to choose between us like we're objects. You're so selfish, someone like you doesn't deserve anyone. Not me or Jimin. You don't deserve the ground you walk on. And I know he's naive, but I hope he can see that."

He leaves, slamming the door behind him as he does.

And as much as I don't want to admit it, he was right.

I didn't deserve Jimin.

He was Park Jimin, and I was Kim Taehyung.

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