ㅡ tongue tied love.

"what is it that you wanted to tell me?" jungkook leaned against the wall as yugyeom curved up a little smile. unbeknownst to them, jimin had came down and hid behind the wall separating him and the two males, curiosity getting the better of him as to why they had to meet at a place so secluded, or maybe just so he can break his own heart once again.

"i've gotten a scholarship, to the royal school of ballet in london" jungkook snapped his head up, eyes going wide, "that's good, isn't that what you've been wanting?"

"i'm considering it. i thought of studying overseas, but then i thought of another thing too. in two years or so, you're going to major in films or photography and i'm going to be in ballet. when we were together, you said you wanted to study overseas didn't you? if we could study together, then it would be great. going alone. . .would be lonely" jimin bit the insides of his cheek as he listened to their conversation, chest constricting the more yugyeom talks.

didn't he say he wanted to let go? didn't he say he wanted to let jungkook love jimin now? so why is he talking that way? why is he still clinging on?

"i do want to study overseas, after two years, i thought of-" realisation hit jimin like a splash of cold water. jungkook already had his future planned out, without him.

then why did he ask me not to leave him? why did he say he like me?

jimin turned around and walked off as he felt his eyes stinging, foorsteps heavy against the wood. he felt played, although he should have seen it coming but it was as if this is the last straw. he shouldn't have given in to the crown prince before.

"then if we-" jungkook back away from the wall as he stares into the others eyes, cutting the male off "but, something more valuable than my dream has appeared in my life. if i were to really go overseas, i would want to go with him. yugyeom," said male looks at him, melancholy in his eyes as he hums, "go and achieve your dreams in london. it's an opportunity you can't miss. let me choose my own path with jimin because i can't think of a future without him anymore"

taehyung looks at the silver haired sitting back down, silent and brooding. this was not how he had wanted his birthday celebration to be, he wanted everyone to enjoy themselves. "did you hear them?"

"jungkook must be very different than me. he has his future planned out while i- thinking of him not in my future, my heart aches. but jungkook's not like that" the blonde sighs, nothing but pity on his face, "i told you not to trust his heart. you really thought he liked you? jimin. . .you and him, you guys don't match" he reaches over and wiped the tears falling down the male's face, the sight in front of him unsettling in the most unpleasant way.

"i'm sorry, for always letting everything out on you" he finally calms down after a few minutes, taking in shallow breaths as taehyung scoots closer to him. "it's alright. now stop crying please, it hurts me too" jimin scoffs, rolling his eyes playfully eventhough puffy and red.

"jimin, can you receive one present from me?" the male questions softly, not wanting to startle the prince. the other looks up at him with confusion in his eyes, "but today's your birthday"

"it's something i've wanted to give you for awhile" jimin looks at him for a few seconds before hesitantly nodding, breath hitching in his throat as he flinches a little when taehyung brings both his hands to cup his face and places a soft kiss on his cheek. jimin recoils away from the touch as if he's been burned, "taehyung!" he gasps exasperatedly, hands clenching at the sides. "not as friends but as a man, thank you for entering my life and staying"

jimin couldn't  find it in him to reply, turning his head back in front when he sees jungkook standing there, midnight eyes cold and glaring. he knows he should go to the prince, but after hearing his confession with yugyeom, jungkook's the last person he wants to see right now. the black haired walks up to him, and jimin notices how tense he is, body rigid and jaw clenching tightly. "get up" his voice booms in the silent rooftop, speaking through gritted teeth. jimin isn't giving in tonight.

"i don't want to"

"i said get up" he reaches down to grab the male's wrist but taehyung's hand on his wrist stops him as he stood up as well. "he said he doesn't want to" they're both shooting daggers with their eyes and jungkook takes the hand on his wrist, harshly yanking it off his body. he pulls jimin up and drags him back to their room with a hand tightly secured around him, the male's shouting of his name turning deaf to his ears.

once they're in the confies of their room, jungkook lets him go and slams him across the wall, eyes hard as he stares at the male across, "a hug wasn't enough? he must kiss you too? why do you like him that much? you- am i not enough for you?"

jimin scoffs, eyes tearing up again but he doesn't care, even as his throat closes up and it's hard for him to talk, he doesn't care, "you really just think about yourself don't you? i really thought all those words and smiles and affection you gave me were genuine but everytime i start hoping, it seems like we're always back to square one, you going back to yugyeom and i- i have to pick up the pieces of my heart everytime you break them. maybe it was just me the whole time, maybe i was hoping too much but you played me so good i fall everytime. why did you tell me you like me? why did you ask me not to leave you? you told me yugyeom is letting go, is letting you love me wholly and without restraints but news flash jungkook! it doesn't seem like it! i'm tired of going around in circles every fucking time. i'm so tired" he's choking on his own sobs by the time he is finished, hands going up to his face to muffle his sobs and wipe his tears away harshly, feeling like a fool for bearing his heart whole to a male that probably doesn't even feel the same way but he's hurt too much, he just wants it to stop.

when jungkook remains silent, jimin feels like he's gotten his answer, "just focus on your future plans" he bites out and walks further into their room, head throbbing from all the crying. "why do you mean?" jimin stops at the question, not turning around to answer but jungkook strides over, turning the male around only to get his hands pushed away. "in two years we're going to divorce and you're going to study overseas. you should start planning how you're going to do that"

"study overseas? oh that-"

"i don't care who you're going to study with. after all, i'm going to go back to my family and start again"

"i told you i'm not getting a divorce. why are you always bringing it up? do you want to leave me so bad? do you want to be with taehyung instead? is that-" a loud slap echoed in the room as jungkook's cheek stings, looking back at jimin who is looking at him in intensely, disbelief and hurt flashing in his eyes. "i fucking hate you" there was so much poison in his words, dripping with venom and the sting in jungkook's heart couldn't be compared to the one jimin left on his cheek.

they don't talk for days after that, jimin always avoiding jungkook in the palace, leaving early for his morning greetings which surprised the elders and changing his schedule so that it wouldn't clash with the other prince. there was once where jungkook tried to explain himself, because he realised jimin had misunderstood him about his future plans. he must have heard yugyeom and him talking and didn't get the whole story but everytime he tries to talk to the silver haired, jimin ignores him as if he isn't there. they don't talk during lunch or dinner, they don't go to school together anymore and everytime the king and queen wants them together in the same room, there's tension in the air that anyone could notice.

it hurts more than it should, jungkook realises. having jimin ignoring him and acting as if they were strangers really stirs something ugly in him. he felt like he couldn't breathe properly, as if the sun is taken away from him in the day and the stars were no longer shining brightly against the huge black canvas in the sky. he isn't fairing well either, his eyes hurts from not getting enough sleep and his skin is getting paler because he eats so little nowadays, always feeling like he is going to throw up whenever he remembers the things jimin told him that night.

"when are you going to stop ignoring me?" he asks one night, when they coincidentally entered the porch at the same time, both staring at each other for a while before jimin leans against the pillar, looking up blankly.

"i'm not ignoring you. i just needed space" his voice hurts to hear. it sounded resigned, as if jimin is really tired with all of this and just wants to get out. as if he's tired of jungkook.

"please stop meeting taehyung. i hate it jimin, i hate seeing you with him, i hate how he looks at you and i know, i know i fucked things up and hate me all you want for that, ignore me all you want for that until you can talk to me but please, i'm your husband and i'm telling you i don't like seeing you with him, please just. you don't know how much this hurts me too. you didn't give me a chance to explain myself, you push me away everytime i try and i understand but please understand me too. i fucking lo-"

"don't. see this is the problem! everytime we talk, we end up fighting. there's no point in trying to fix things if this is all that's going to happen. fine, i'll stop seeing him. but will you stop seeing yugyeom? it feels like i'm the one always keeping up to my promises lately"

"jimin-"

"don't say things you don't mean jungkook. sometimes, it hurts more than you think"

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