Before we begin, I have another dedication to make. Thank you my dear taekookers chuttzmoon & eldomz for your amazing support. I purple you!💜

TAEHYUNG'S POV

After locking the door behind me, I leaned against it and let the waterfall of tears flow out. I couldn't help it, I just couldn't.

My legs grew weak and my back slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor, my hands gripping and pulling on my hair as I screamed. I was frustrated. Frustrated at myself because I couldn't stay strong. Frustrated at myself because I couldn't stop those stupid tears from falling. Frustrated at myself because I couldn't tell Jungkook what I really thought and felt.

I kept on crying and crying until those frustrated cries turned into desperate and miserable sobs. I hugged my knees closer to my chest while placing my forehead on them. The tears spilled onto my sweatpants but I couldn't care any less about my sweatpants getting wet.

I knew I looked pathetic at the moment. I'm sure all my fans who thought of me as someone really cool would be shocked to see me in such a miserable state. However, how I looked on the outside was nothing compared to what I felt on the inside.

I was completely wrecked and felt like my heart was being stabbed. For the first time ever, I felt my heart physically hurting. I had no idea that this was even possible.

One of my hands clutched my heart as I breathed heavily. Although I was feeling suffocated, the tears still fell uncontrollably. I felt like I was about to die right there.

And so I continued crying for what felt like hours to me until I heard a soft knock on the door I was leaning against.

JIMIN'S POV

It would be an understatement to say that I was worried. I was beyond freaking out, though I couldn't show it since we were all supposed to be happy for Jungkook.

I knew Taehyung was feeling miserable ever since Jungkook announced that he was getting married in a month. I saw how he stiffened in his chair upon hearing the words coming out of his mouth. That look of pain in his eyes was even more heart breaking.

Since Taehyung left to go to the bathroom, I couldn't stand still. I was rocking back and forth on my feet and I had to make use of all my willpower to prevent myself from biting my nails.

"Hey, Jimin!" Yoongi called out, snapping me out of my thoughts. I jumped a little and turned to face him.

"Are you alright?" He inquired, sounding a bit concerned.

"Yeah, why?" I replied nonchalantly. I was not really alright but he didn't need to know that.

"You just looked really nervous and worried," he stated, which was completely true.

"N-no, it's just... the choreography..." I mumbled as he nodded in understanding, not pushing it any further although I knew he was not totally convinced.

After a while, Jungkook walked back in alone. "Took you long enough!" Hoseok exclaimed.

"Sorry, I was talking to Taehyung," replied Jungkook sheepishly as he scratched the back of his neck.

Hoseok went to the younger, telling us to keep practicing the moves for the chorus while he would be teaching Jungkook all the parts that he'd missed. We all nodded while I still had this unsettling feeling in my stomach. Where the hell was Tae?!

I helped Yoongi, Namjoon and Jin with some moves and it took the whole situation off my mind for a while. But as soon as I had to start practicing on my own, I remembered that Tae had not come back yet. His eyes looked glassy when I saw them last. Could he be crying in the bathroom? But Jungkook said he had been talking to him...

Without thinking twice, I made my way towards Jungkook to ask him about it. "Jungkookie, you said you were talking to Tae, right? Where's he?" I asked and Jungkook looked around, frowning when he noticed Tae was nowhere to be seen.

"He said he was coming after me. Should I go look for him?"

"No, just tell me where you saw him. I'll go myself," I replied, not wanting Jungkook to see in case he might be crying. Tae would have to explain why he was doing so and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't want that.

"In the changing room's bathroom," he said and I immediately sprinted there. Please be okay...

As soon as I opened the door, loud cries filled my ears and I knew who they belonged to. Thank God he's still in here. I walked towards the cries and stopped at a specific cabinet. They seemed to be coming from there. Looking down, I saw a white and a grey piece of fabric. That was Tae's shirt and sweatpants.

I knocked softly on the door, waiting for him to open it. But he didn't. "Tae, it's Jimin," I said while knocking once again.

His cries turned into sniffles as I heard him get up and unlock the door. He opened it and flung himself onto me, taking me by surprise and almost making me fall since he's taller than me. He hugged me tightly and he started crying loudly again.

I wrapped my arms around his body in a comforting manner. I gently patted his head while soothingly whispering, "it's ok, Tae. Everything will be alright."

Eventually, his cries turned into soft sobs. He still had some trouble breathing but it seemed to be getting a bit more regular. I led him to the bench inside the cabinet and made him sit down.  "Tae, look at me," I said softly as I pulled away to cup his face in my hands.

I instantly regretted having done that. I took a good look of him and the sight was absolutely devastating. His hair was completely disheveled as if he had been pulling on it, his clothes were soaked with tears and his eyes were so red and puffy, yet there were still tears coming out of them.

Taehyung is my best friend and I hated seeing him like this. It hurt me to see him in such a state. Without thinking, I pulled him in my arms once again. "Oh Tae," I murmured while stroking his hair gently.

The only things that could be heard as I held Tae in my arms were his soft sobs, his ragged breathing and my more controlled one. We stayed in this position for a few minutes before I finally pulled away. I wiped the remaining tears off of Taehyung's face and whispered, "everything will be fine, you'll be fine, ok? Let's get back home for now."

He shook his head frantically. "W-we ha-ave to g-get back t-to pract-ice," he hiccupped, furiously wiping his eyes. It broke me to see him like this.

I held his hand, stopping him from continuously rubbing his already red eyes. "Tae...," I trailed off. "You're in no condition to go back to practice. Please Tae, listen to me. I'll call Hobi hyung to tell him you're not feeling well and I'm taking you home."

If he went back now, the others would instantly know he had been crying. His puffy red eyes and messy hair would give it away. But most importantly, I knew he must have been emotionally exhausted and he couldn't possibly concentrate on practice in this state.

Taehyung nodded weakly, his eyes fixed on the ground. A little smile formed on my lips as he agreed. "Good, now wash your face while I inform Hobi hyung," I instructed, leading him out of the cabinet.

TAEHYUNG'S POV

"Tae, do you want to talk about it?" Jimin said as he approached me with a cup of hot chocolate in his hand.

I took the cup from him, remaining silent while merely staring at the liquid. I heard him sit beside me on the couch as he rubbed my back softly. Jimin always knew how to comfort me.

"Tae," he said again, making look at him this time. I saw this hurt look in his eyes. I knew he felt bad to see me like this and I truly hated myself for making him feel this way, but I couldn't help it.

"Jimin, I can't handle this anymore," I admitted. I tried holding back my tears as I went on, "I know I always tell you that I'm fine about it but I really am not. Ever since he got engaged, I felt this heavy weight on my heart. And now when he said he's about to get married, I felt like my whole world was being crushed to pieces. It just hurt so fucking much."

Without me even realising, a stray tear fell out of my eye. Jimin wiped it with his thumb and he hugged me again. "I know, but you have to be strong."

I nodded and drank the hot chocolate. Somehow I felt a bit better. When I looked back at Jimin, he was biting his lip nervously.

"You can tell me if there's anything you want to say," I stated.

His eyes found their way to mine as he asked, "why don't you tell him how you feel?"

I immediately shook my head. "No, he'll hate me, Jimin," I said while burying my head in my hands, this thought breaking me entirely.

I didn't want Jungkook to hate me. Even if he was going to be with someone else, it was better than him hating me.

Jungkook couldn't know. He just couldn't know that to me, he was more than a brother. So much more.

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Hi! I hope you're all doing ok and thanks for reading my story. I felt my heart being shattered to pieces while writing this chapter T_T

I know I'm not so great at writing so it might not have been that sad for you but I'm just really soft at heart lol (not many people know that coz I mostly try to be strong but I can't help crying whenever I see my friends or anyone that I love crying)

Anyway, on a side note, have you all heard about the online BTS concerts next week??? I'm so excited!!!

Ok I should stop talking this much lol Have a good day and see you next week! And please leave a vote and maybe a comment as well. I love you ♡