"Then watch me being one."

If it wasn't for Jungkook's hold to be around his waist Taehyung would be flat face against the floor, this is how much he was losing balance just like his senses.

Jungkook looked directly into his eyes while still trying to keep him still, who with one arm around Jungkook's shoulder and one hand over his chest just wandered his hazy eyes onto his face.

"You have already been stubborn enough these days Taehyung, is there more to come? You have been stubborn everytime I tried to talk to you and know-" Jungkook started to speak gently while looking into his eyes, a bit of sulk in his voice but Taehyung had to cut him in between.

"What do you want to know?" Taehyung whispered senselessly, clinging on Jungkook for life.

"The reason you suddenly left me." And Jungkook replied without any hesitation just to only earn a bitter scoff from the other.

"Left you? When did I even have you?" Taehyung asked ironically in a whisper, raising that free hand from Jungkook's chest to be behind his neck, inhaling his intoxicating cologne.

He could cry at how dashing Jungkook looked, just how they show men in the movies. Just as perfect as it could be but his heart still ached to realize it more and more that this one man in front of his eyes would always be out of his reach and that admiration in his eyes turned into yearning again.

Taehyung brought both his hands down back but Jungkook only tightened his arms around Taehyung more, causing them to collide and Taehyung had to put them on Jungkook's shoulder again, staring into his eyes again with his lopsided ones.

He doesn't know what Jungkook wanted to do.

"We were good together, Taehyung, then why all of a sudden?" Jungkook whispered, right closer to his face and Taehyung could feel that breath fanning all over his face and he could only close his eyes as he processed what he had just said.

"It wasn't sudden Jungkook, it wasn't sudden, it all grew on me, all my insecurities and fear which one day... which one day came true." Taehyung then whispered after opening his eyes, his voice unraveling his inner judgmental fear which he had been struggling with all his life.

Jungkook could read those eyes. They held a lot.

"You should have told me what you feel but you just chose to leave which is so selfish of you, did you even care about what I felt all this while? Did you?" Jungkook asked then, not trying to hide his anger and poor blonde only wandered his shiny eyes into Jungkook's, it's difficult to see the funny adorable guy hold that sorrow on his face.

And it all was due to him.

Taehyung looked down, not sure what to say anymore. Jungkook was sad to lose him as much as he was all this while but he didn't know what label they even hold to even start with, all of this feels pointless to even talk about because Taehyung certainly holds a lot of emotions for him and he is nowhere near settling them.

"You don't deserve this." Taehyung whispered in a broken whisper and all he could do as always was to escape which he tried to do again, removing Jungkook's arms from his waist who frowned more, watching Taehyung trying to get away and turn back around again.

But Jungkook tilted his head slightly after being tested, taking a deep breath before clutching his arm again and turning him around.

"You are obsessed with leaving me on an unexplained note, don't you?" Jungkook asked and Taehyung was already trippy and Jungkook again had to hold his hips to keep him stable.

"You're not in a situation of being left alone and guess what I won't let go of you unless you tell me what's the matter." Jungkook demanded and Taehyung was losing his strength more and more by every passing second.

This time Jungkook was the one to hold Taehyung's arms to put them over his shoulders around his neck like before, getting to curling his own arms around his waist again and Taehyung looked directly into his eyes with a lot of wonder.

If it wasn't for his alcohol on his head, he would be drunk off Jungkook's actions already.

Jungkook was killing him.

"Jungkook... W-what are we?" Taehyung couldn't help but ask in a broken whisper, eyes getting teary as he stared more and more at Jungkook who couldn't understand it on his own.

He doesn't know what they are.

And he wants to know just as much as Taehyung.

"What am I to you, Taehyung?" Jungkook asked gently, staring down into his eyes.

Taehyung wanted to know this for so long but turned out he was just a coward to even begin with and now having Jungkook this close gave him courage to not only ask this but do something he didn't even imagine before coming.

His body and mind were out of his control and so was he when he closed the gap, tilting his head slightly and Jungkook closed his eyes, curling his arms more tightly around his waist and even did Taehyung around his neck.

And soon their lips were against each other.

The tensed eyebrows of the black haired eased just as automatically as he felt those lips against his own.

They were out of everyone's reach and sights, just how they both liked it to be.

Taehyung was weaker compared to Jungkook's reply to that kiss as he moved his lips along, leading the kiss afterwards as if he was just as much into it as Taehyung.

If possible he wanted to melt into that silk shirt of the other and Taehyung wanted to burn against his red one. That thin fabric felt almost as if nothing when Jungkook traveled one free hand up to Taehyung's back, pulling him all in who was too lost to even realize what was happening.

Jungkook couldn't understand what that feeling was. Whatever it was, was just beautiful. He hasn't felt this way in a while. To say the least, he didn't even feel that fear or regret of kissing a guy which he feared all the time. What was he even thinking all this while? He doesn't know but certainly kissing Taehyung was so beautiful.

Something about Taehyung's cologne gave Jungkook a sense of security, it always hits differently for him and it suits him so much to start with. Not just his cologne but his taste, those tender lips like no other, body perfectly fitting into his arms, that feeling of being complete with him which he had been missing all this time.

After going through days of utter confusion, inner debate and being with another girl to understand himself better turned out just stupid as soon as he kissed him.

Only if he could do it before.

And those magical supple movements of lips against the other confirmed a lot for Jungkook which he wanted to embrace for himself.

He can love a guy and that one being Taehyung.

He had to break the kiss to look at Taehyung who had tears all over his cheeks which he couldn't control once he finally kissed Jungkook. His eyes were still shut with lips whimpering at the loss of contact and he couldn't dare open his eyes because he feared that the other one would disappear

And so all he could do was to let his head fall on Jungkook's shoulder while sniffling and Jungkook snuggled into the hug just as well knowing that was something just too vulnerable and sensitive for the two of them.

They have broken their boundaries of friendship. They just ended something and they have to start something new if they want each other just as equally.

Taehyung was completely wasted to even do or say anything more so all he could do was just hug Jungkook for dear life and Jungkook didn't need to know more.

The other one certainly needed some comfort and a shoulder which Jungkook non hesitantly offered.

"Let me take you home."

~♡~

"I'll have to use the restroom." Jimin whispered into Yoongi's ear amid their dance.

"I'll join."

"Oh fuck off." Jimin brushed his hand away smiling crazily.

He was slightly drunk too and so was Yoongi, the flirting never seemed to die and they were suddenly breaking boundaries of being a senior and junior.

But Jimin knew the other one had already been to the restroom and he was again flirting so he walked away smiling, leaving Yoongi to mingle with his other friends because he gets just as funky as J-hope once he's drunk.

While for Jhope he was suddenly quiet on a couch, contemplating his life choices after being drunk and it actually gave everyone a good laugh but they let the poor boy enjoy his space.

Jimin smiled on his own as he walked out into the corridor, running his hands through his hair and taking out his phone to text his bestie to know where he was.

He knew Taehyung must be dancing somewhere, they all of a sudden lost sight of each other as the dance grew to be wilder.

He slid the phone into his pockets again to wait for it later and lifted his head up to walk casually. He was passing through the wall of the stairs when suddenly he caught sight of a couple in the dark with their lower body slightly under the light while the upper was completely covered in the dark.

Jimin shook his head while smiling at himself.

But suddenly they moved along to reveal their faces under light just as little and Jimin could see the back of head of a guy and the familiar girl with her hand all over his hair as if it seemed like they were kissing.

Jimin suddenly stopped in his actions, his smile dropping when he narrowed his eyes to realize what it was and eventually a thud resonated all over his chest.

The guy being no one but Dowoo.

His legs jittered and mouth fell open, heavy breaths leaving his lips and eyes still plastered on a scene he didn't want to see.

He then looked away, down to the ground when suddenly his chest began to heave up and down and in a moment he already ran into the restroom.

The couple broke through the kiss to feel someone's hasty footsteps behind them but he was too gone for them to even notice.

"V..." The girl lifted her hand to hold his neck again, looking at him with shiny eyes and V simply looked down at her.

"We should leave."

~♡~

Jimin didn't want to cry. He's been crying all this while and he didn't want to cry again but when his back met the back of the door of the restroom that he shut after him, his eyes fell into space, all he could feel was warm tears all over his cheeks and running down.

His face was blank just like his mind but the tears flowed effortlessly when he looked up front at the wall trying to register it.

It made him feel so weak and so vulnerable, so fucking wrecked for no reason. And it's not new for him because he has been through the same.

His legs finally gave up on him until he let himself slide down against the door and finally met the floor, knees folded up to his chest.

It was like a deja vu, back to highschool when he spotted Dowoo with some other girl in the library and it was for the first time he felt his heart breaking worse after a rejection.

It took him days, weeks and months to collect himself to be able to carry on. If it wasn't for Taehyung to be by his side, he might not even be able to carry on.

He tried to act strong, changed his personality from a sweet boy to an unreachable bad bitch, he decided to not let a finger be raised against him, he made his own rules and his own strategies.

But to only be wrecked again.

It all seemed humiliating to him to the point he suddenly broke into a chuckle, wiping his nose and eyes with his sleeves with teary red eyes.

"Fucking loser."

Jimin swore as he thought about it, knowing exactly why the other would always pull up this card.

"A fucking coward, bastard." He swore again, soon hitting the trash bin beside him but then again curling into a ball and hugging his knees after burying his head in between.

He broke into fat sobs followed by another chuckle but nothing seemed funny to him anymore. He wanted to cry because that shit just hurts.

He sobbed his heart out, not caring to mess up his face or hair or even his iconic outfit. He fucking wanted to be a mess.

He continued to cry like crazy until he couldn't no more, lifting his head up to wipe his tears away and sniffle as he looked up.

"W-why am I even crying? What for?" He asked himself but couldn't help another tear rolling down and he had enough, he hit his fist on the floor frustrated, screaming into his knees again before getting up.

He started marching back and forth into the restroom, his own reflection in the wide mirror catching up with him and he suddenly stopped to face himself.

"Stop! Just stop you fucking pathetic hoe!" He yelled at his own reflection with a pointed finger after angrily wiping his tears away.

"Look at yourself, you raised yourself up with a lot of time and effort and you can't lose it, got it? You can't fucking lose yourself again."

He rested his hands against the sink as he manipulated his own reflection in the mirror.

"He was never yours, he can never be y-yours." Jimin tried to convince himself but ouch, saying this hurt like crazy and another tear rolled down.

Jimin closed his eyes out of sheer frustration, then proceeded to kick the fallen trash bin.

"Okay, breathe. Breathe." He inhaled deeply, trying to calm himself down and staring at his reflection again.

He stopped for a while still staring at his reflection as he realized how wrecked he looked and he hated to see himself like that.

He turned the knob of the tap and let the water run into the sink when he filled his hands with it and splashed his face with it several times and then he faced himself again.

"A fucking mess."

He looked away while chuckling bitterly.

And suddenly the door of the restroom opened up to reveal a worried Yoongi.

"What is taking you so long?" Yoongi asked and then proceeded to look around at the trash bin on the floor to Jimin's wet face and upper chest and his face looked as if he was just taken out from a steamer.

Yoongi straightened his posture as he closed the door after him.

"Are you alright?" He asked and Jimin just stood there quietly, his slightly curled eyebrows due to that sadness, swollen nose and face with eyes still shiny and face dripping water continuously.

He wasn't alright.

"What happened?" Yoongi asked as he took steps towards him and Jimin couldn't explain what just happened.

Yoongi lifted his hand, gently tapping off a droplet from Jimin's cheeks with his knuckles. The droplets felt warm, meaning they were tears.

And Yoongi seemed so concerned.

"Jimin?" He asked and Jimin only looked down.

"C'mere." And even though Yoongi isn't the one to show skin ships more often, he didn't shy away to come closer and embrace Jimin into a hug who broke down immediately as if he was dying to have that shoulder to cry on.

They stayed there for a while because they both liked that silence around them. There wasn't much to say or ask but to feel and let the other feel.

"Would you please drop me home? Please." And that's all Jimin could whisper sadly and Yoongi wasn't going to deny it.

~♡~

Jungkook brought Taehyung back home.

Luckily he could find Taehyung's keys in his pockets and decided to drop him off at his place so that the blonde could rest.

His way from cab to the elevator was a bit of struggle and from the elevator to his apartment door was a struggle again when Jungkook had one arm around Taehyung's waist and the latter had all his arms over Jungkook with his head on his shoulder when the black haired proceeded to open the door.

As the door opened Jungkook lifted Taehyung up again bridal style and kicked the door shut after him before taking him to his room and dropping him on his bed with a slight inconvenience to open the room door as well.

Taehyung was completely wasted, he was just a subconscious mess and now soon to be an unconscious mess.

Jungkook corrected the position of his limbs before taking off his shoes and emptying out his pockets so he doesn't lay uncomfortably.

And then not forgetting to cover him up with a blanket while the other just mumbled things every now and then incoherently, trying to fist his clothes to not let him go.

"I'm here... I'm here." Jungkook whispered to him, bending low to brush away his hair from his face and Taehyung laid down quietly.

He was going to sleep soon which Jungkook knew so he sat on the edge of the bed while looking down at the other.

He wouldn't deny even in the dim lights and with no such efforts the other one continued to look ethereal. He hadn't seen anyone like him before, well Dowoo is an exception, but not as adorable as him without much effort and when he decides to put in some effort, it's totally deadly.

Jungkook sighed as he realized he was staring at him and Taehyung moved a little until Jungkook stroked his hair and all the way down to his cheek and the blonde was back to being normal and began to fall asleep.

"I don't know what's gonna happen next... but I don't want to lose you." Jungkook whispered before even thinking, leaning over to leave a chaste kiss against his lips.

He sat back and sighed again, turning himself around and resting his elbows against his knees then laying his head into his hand.

Did we just kiss? But why doesn't it feel weird or bad?

I wonder what Taehyung felt.

Are we really not friends anymore? I guess we really can't be friends.

But what are we now? Where to even start with... argh

Soon he heard the shuffle against the door and he lifted his head up and stood up to get out of the room to see.

And it was no one other than V himself who was just walking in after locking the door but soon he saw Jungkook leaving his brother's room.

He frowned in a questioning manner and Jungkook shut the door after him to let Taehyung sleep comfortably.

"He drank too much, so I dropped him off." Jungkook informed and V released his frown.

"I might have to question his partner for this, why did he even let him be alone?" V proceeded to say and walked to the kitchen and Jungkook just sighed and looked away frustratedly at the mention.

"You came alone?" Soon V asked as he took out a water bottle from the fridge to drink through.

"I came with Taehyung?" Jungkook replied in a questioning manner, not sure why he asked that.

"I mean just you two?" He asked, trying to intend it to Jimin about whom he had no idea about.

Yes, no idea about a poor guy he wrecked again intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes, just the two of us?" Jungkook questioned again.

"Water?" The elder twin asked and Jungkook nodded, he then threw the bottle to the other who caught it right into his hands.

"Maybe you're wondering if Jimin was with us, but no." Jungkook then decided to say and V looked away.

"Are you going to stay over?" V asked and walked out of the kitchen to walk and get something out of the drawer of his drawing room.

"Have no plans to, but can stay a little for now." Jungkook replied and soon the other one took out a cigarette box and a lighter, putting one between his lips and fuming the edge as he sucked on it and Jungkook simply stared at him until he was offered one.

And he couldn't refuse to take one.

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