Taehyung slowly reached up a hand towards Jungkook and the younger took it. He fell to his knees beside the hero and buried his head in the other's shoulder, frame shaking with sobs.

"You're the one who is hurt," Jungkook whispered once his sobs had died down and he pulled away to look Taehyung in the eye, "I was angry. I was mad that you left. I was mad that you never...you never— I was mad and this...
I hurt you. You're hurt and I'm the one crying."

Jungkook snorts at the last sentence but his face contorts with sadness the very next second and fresh tears spill down his cheeks.

"This hurt? It's physical. A little medication and it should heal soon but this hurt," Taehyung said and placed his hand on Jungkook's chest, "it doesn't heal easy. There's risk of it reopening and the pain cannot be lessened as the pain from a physical wound can. Also, you've been masking the real you this entire time. Trust me, your crying is justified, mine isn't. Because the pain I'm feeling is nothing compared to yours."

To be continued