Jungkook was forced to stand and watch Taehyung leave. He doesn't know whom to blame anymore but it makes him feel terrible inside. Did he really mess their relationship up with fear of destroying their relationship?

To say he tried his best would be an understatement but maybe every relationship comes to a part where they both know whatever they do can only be a potential cause for it to be worse because nothing changes overnight, it all grew bit by bit until Taehyung couldn't hold anymore.

There's so much that was going on in Taehyung's head which he couldn't comprehend, though he was a bit upset but his feelings for Jungkook remained untouched. No matter how hard he tries to act tough, one action towards Jungkook which could possibly activate his shiny big eyes would hurt him so bad.

And all he wished for was for Jungkook to take two steps towards him whenever he took a step back. Crazy, isn't it? He can't comprehend it himself.

And for then Taehyung had a class to attend, a day to start and walk towards his class without his best friend or brother and it's going to be hell of a day.

Taehyung was busy with his gaze following his way down, lost in his zone and a bit rushed as he walked away but it wasn't too long until he walked inside the building to get through the corridor and he was smashed against a body, slightly tripping him. And his butt met the ground.

“Damn, watch out buddy.” 

Taehyung lifted his head up to find none other than Yoongi, in his black attire with a jacket on, long dark hair always flaunting and the man looked just as iconic as ever as he gave his hand for Taehyung to take and get up which the junior followed by.

Yoongi helped him get up and gave him a gentle pat on his arm.

“You okay, buddy?” 

“Yeah, sorry for-”

“Nevermind.” Yoongi gave him a gentle subtle smile and Taehyung was still lost, dazing out as he looked down.

“How's your brother?” Yoongi asked without any delay and Taehyung lifted his head up again to meet his gaze with his, his own face shadowed with sorrow.

“He is recovering for now. Doctor said he'll be alright soon.” As Taehyung informed him, Yoongi gave him an understanding nod before looking down as he contemplated something in his mind.

“How’s Jimin- I mean how are you all?” As Yoongi started a bit hesitant, Taehyung couldn't help but soften his gaze.

“He's fine. We're fine…” 

Yoongi smiled gently again as he looked down, Taehyung could sense he looked a bit hesitant to ask more which wasn't usual from him.

“It was a bit of a difficult time for us, we were all detached from everything…”

“Yeah I do understand. I just heard other students talking about the incident. I called Jimin when I found out and he told me everything. If I would have known sooner I would have helped-”

“Oh no, don't worry, my parents came just on time and we sorted it out, thanks for your words, sunbae.”

“I would have visited but I didn't want to bother you guys but still I'm up for any help you want.”

“Thank you so much for your words again.”

“Yeah, nothing big, buddy.” With this Yoongi tapped his arm again as a gesture of kindness.

“So you and Jimin will take turns for classes?” Yoongi asked as he sensed Taehyung came alone and the blonde could only nod.

“Yeah, he came yesterday and it's my turn today.”

“Wait, he came yesterday?” Yoongi asked and Taehyung’s eyes dilated a little, was he supposed to say that?

“Ah, yeah…”

“Oh.” Yoongi looked down, a slight frown appearing on his face.

“You must be getting late for your class, I'll catch up with you soon.” Yoongi then said after lifting his head and forcing a smile while Taehyung could only wonder as he watched him leave.

~♡~

The day never seemed this boring to Jungkook before but what else could he even do without his best buddy by his side. The classes didn't even start and the guy was already preparing to doze off by pulling his hoods all up with earphones consumed by his ears.

Yes, he had attended the University a day before that too but he didn't bother to attend the class. He just let himself roam around in fields or find himself around his senior mates to just let his mind get off things but for how long could he even escape.

First of all, what Taehyung said back in the morning had his mind in places and nothing in his life was settled since that unlucky day and on top of that same old academic pressure that would end nowhere better but what else can this poor soul even do.

He was in his own solitude until he felt the presence of a couple of guys joining him on his empty seat, causing him to take off his one earpods to pay his attention to none other than the duo of Mingyu and Yugyeom.

“Yo, Jeon my boy, how's it going?” Mingyu elbowed Jungkook while Yugyeom sitting on either side put his arm over his shoulder.

“Heard about V, is he okay now?” Mingyu asked out of concern and Jungkook sighed, taking out both his earpods and securing them in the case.

“Yeah, he's recovering.”

“Man, we were so fucking amazed when we found out.”

“I know right, my heart almost dropped.” 

“What actually happened that day man? And he was with your other friend, what's his name, Jimin? Is he okay?” 

The guys kept asking and Jungkook sighed again sadly.

“Yeah, they are better now but not completely fine. It takes time, you know.” Jungkook whispered sadly.

“Seriously shocking news for us but don't hesitate to reach out to us in any case.” Mingyu gave his hand to Jungkook before shaking and slightly hitting their shoulders together as a gesture of brotherhood.

“Yeah, we got you buddy, don't worry about it all.” Yugyeom added, tapping his shoulder and Jungkook felt so much better this way.

And finding Jungkook in the class, the approaching students filling the class too noticed the guy and didn't hesitate before approaching him and giving him consolidations. It made him feel a bit down if he would be honest because no one wants a day where everyone is there to console them over something that simply indicates something tragic going on.

And there were truly many tragedies happening upon him.

“Hey…” Soon Jungkook heard another familiar voice calling for him, causing him to lift his head up to find the pair of girls in front of him.

“How's V now?” Stacy whispered sadly, a weak voice falling off her lips and Rebecca as always on her side.

Jungkook simply passed them glances, noticing how Rebecca ended up standing near Yugyeom, much of a Chemistry going on between them which didn't matter at all for him but why did Stacy seem like she was still stuck somewhere she shouldn't be.

“He is fine now, he is recovering. That's all I can say.” Jungkook let her know simply and she looked down, wandering her eyes around onto the ground before lifting her head up.

“Was it that bad?” She whispered sadly and Jungkook just let out a heavy sigh.

“Don't worry, everything's taken care of.”

Saying this Jungkook pulled out his earpods again to shove into his ears.

~♡~

The other side Jimin was lost in his zone as he assembled and chopped vegetables in tiny pieces before boiling them up for the soup. His mind was not in place which was evident through the way he let boiled water run down the pot over the stove, sometimes dropping the utensils over forgetting ingredients.

Why? He had only one thing in his mind. Why was V keeping his cardigan in his closet? That to be unwashed and the same as always.

How would he be able to manage his thoughts after this incident? Simple, he just couldn't.

V, who was still in his robe walked out of his room because of the distracting noises, carrying his clothes in his hands.

“My kitchen is not for beginners.” V commented from the back as he walked out and Jimin stopped his hands from doing what he was doing before looking up to find him approaching, standing by the opposite side of the kitchen counter.

“Relax, I'm trying to work.” Jimin replied in a monotonous tone and V looked down to see his tiny hands hastily trying to chop things up.

“It's not me who needs to relax here, put this down.” V stopped Jimin and took away the knife from his hands, gripping his wrist to pull him over to the other side of the counter.

“I'm working, can you just-” before Jimin could argue V pulled him closer until their bodies clasped together, causing the little one to gasp out loud.

Jimin being Jimin was flustered and as a reflex he tried to push V away but then the taller one groaned.

“Oh god! I'm so sorry. I forgot you were- shit are you alright?! Dowoo, hey!” Jimin quickly panicked after his response, trying to see V’s face who bent his head down, grabbing his tummy and Jimin was already having a heart attack.

“F-fuck- did I hurt you-”

“Come here you dummy.” V stood back up straight after realizing that his act would only ruin this prank and so he put his arm around Jimin's neck to give him a head lock out of a sudden. What can he even do if his cute aggression just triggers around him?

“I ain't hurt, now being your ass over here and help me.” V tried to drag Jimin away who for sure felt weak.

“Can you stop? Pot is on the stove!” Jimin yelled in his defense and V let go off Jimin who slightly tripped and being the clumsy master he is was only able to stand back by an arm offered to him by V.

“Shut them up and come back in.” Saying this V helped him stand back and Jimin was able to escape from this giant baby for a while.

The said Giant baby didn't move in his place as he watched Jimin trying to keep things in place once he made his way to V again, both of them making their way to the bedroom.

The first thing V did was to sit back on the bed again, handing Jimin his clothes who held them and checked them once.

“Boxers?! Damn you bitch, wear that on your own!” Jimin freaked out and threw V’s underwear on his face, causing the male to place his hand on it and pull it down with a tested face.

“You can say the same without screaming at my face. What are you so loud for?”

“And what are you so dumb for? Put them on right away.” Jimin commanded and V sighed.

“It hurts when I bend down.” V whispered softly, looking down as he played with his underwear in his hands.

Jimin didn't know what else to say. A moment of silence surrounded them until Jimin decided to give up.

“Did Taehyung help you with that as well?”

“Yes, with closed eyes.”

Jimin frowned slightly, judging the other one.

“Well, why are you even here if you're not here to help me?” V questioned and Jimin just sighed.

“Okay, I’ll put them up to your thighs, stand up and pull the rest on yourself.” Saying this Jimin sat down in front of the other, taking that piece of cloth in his hands before sliding them up through his feet and legs, helping him up his knees and V who was watching gulped a lump in his throat.

Jimin was totally taken away by the task to even care but V didn't feel any good sort of feelings inside of him. He might be the one who proposed the idea but it turned into a huge problem for him. 

Feeling Jimin's cold hands against his warm skin was not something he wanted in the morning and the position of the little one screamed to be so inappropriate. 

The bathrobe was being slid up over his knees when Jimin went further but something in him clicked right when V’s large hands resisted his small hands, completely engulfing them in his grip.

Jimin simply lifted his head up but why was V’s face so closer to his? Looking down right into his eyes with his dark ones. Jimin's lips parted in response, an exhale escaping as he felt tightening of those hands against his, weakening him all up to his knees he was sitting against.

V didn't break eye contact to savor the moment they were sharing, silence so comfortable yet seemed intolerable in many senses but there's V’s serenity that lies right when he's close to Jimin and inhaling that scent of cherries from him.

Jimin was confused to say the least which his expressions of being blown away could reveal but to his surprise the face inched closer until those dark eyes engulfed all that exquisite sight.

Jimin felt a lump forming in his throat that he swallowed as well, his gaze weakening followed by several blinks and in a moment he felt the head of the taller one right against his, closing his eyes.

Jimin only widening his eyes in response when he felt V sliding his head to the side, sneaking to inhale him closer right under his ear where Jimin sprayed his cologne.

Those little hands of him were raised a little high and right into V’s grips which he wouldn't let go. The taller one started by clasping them together and engulfing them up wholly into his hold and inching closer to let his nose trail against Jimin's jaw and upper neck and Jimin too couldn't help but melt, closing his eyes in the moment.

There was something with the way V could hear the thumping of Jimin's heart increasing by the way he let himself get closer, he swore he could die happy with the amount of pride he felt within him for getting the other one under his influence.

Jimin never felt this weak around him ever before, he would usually feel suppressed under V’s physical dominance that he would assert onto him from time to time but that wouldn't be able to shake Jimin's stern pride that for then was quivering.

To let V inhale him in, Jimin threw his head to the side involuntarily to provide him with the access the dark haired male needed was too out of control and in a moment he was able to feel warm pair of lips all over his warm skin of the neck, too coward to initiate anything other than just subtle brush of them.

“Dowoo… don't leave…”

Only if Jimin could know what was happening with him or maybe what he was thinking was happening with him. He though had a heavy weight over his body, contemplating to back away or give in to that temptation served beneath but Jimin wanted those lips above him.

As tender as they seemed, Jimin knew they were in for some harsh actions if he initiated something but he wanted them so bad. He craved them in the brightest of the days and darkest of the nights and only the alcohol over his head gave him the privilege to let his heart follow what it desired.

It only desired to ruin the already fragile friendship they had.

But does it even matter? Does anything other than those lips even matter?

Jimin went in for it all, pulling him closer with all he had in him until he felt his Dowoo surrendering himself to him, being completely caught off-guard when their lips collided and a spark ignited right when this happened.

Like a spike of electric shock all over his body, paralyzing his nerves and senses, Jimin lost control of his whole body while he wanted to devour those lips, savor the delicious taste of them but he couldn't because he dived into a whole new world. A world where suddenly the darkness consumed him.

The darkness welcomed him into a space so empty but all he felt himself was surrounded by the same surrounding, him on a bed over sheets that smelled like a certain male he had all over his mind.

His senses suddenly awakened along those tiny little eyes opening up to find a figure over his, nothing but a metal chain with a locket hanging in, coldness of what met Jimin's face and causing him to flicker his eyes.

“Dowoo…”

“Hmm…”

“What are we doing-”

“Shhh…” Jimin was hushed by a finger all over his lips. And soon above that finger were another pair of lips which landed right on top of his thirsty ones when that long finger slid away.

A chaste yet long kiss sealed everything that was scattering around for them. Jimin found himself at ease but to his wonder those large hands were not there for anything less, they went down to pull out his clothes which he gladly let go off. Letting himself be stripped from his upper clothes to lower ones until the warmth against his skin intensified when met with another body just as warm above him.

“Dowoo…”

“Yes…” Jimin wouldn't lie but felt so overwhelmed when he felt his hand being taken to be kissed on the back of it by the one above him and soon the little one used the same hand to then cup the dashing face above him, so deadly he would suffocate his life for.

“Is it happening… again…” Jimin whispered and those dark eyes kept staring deep down into his eyes.

“It is…”

“And you'll disappear when I open up my eyes… again…” Jimin's voice fell off like a confession of pain and in response he only received a soft smile.

“Disappear? But I'm always with you.” V whispered so confidently with that deep voice which caused Jimin to possessively wrap his arms around him and V just melted into his arms to find a place for his lips somewhere onto his neck for subtle kisses.

“Like this… always with you…” 

And those warm kisses on his neck was something Jimin could die for, that feeling of having that body so close, to be able to be kissed, to be able to be handled and taken with care and with love. To ride and die and to-

In only dreams.

But what was currently happening wasn't definitely another dream but who would tell Jimin’s heart that it was indeed a real life. Maybe his brain will.

And the moment of serenity and proximity broke with the vibrations of the buzzing phone felt in Jimin's pockets and it was enough to break him out of that hold to stand up on cue and V, lost in the intimacy found himself at a loss of words and reactions when he saw Jimin standing up swiftly and aiming to get that phone out.

As Jimin pulled away, V could see the phone right in front of him up to his level of eyes revealing Min Yoongi’s name which he personally took as a threat for some reason. And there's no way Jimin is going to take that call not when they-

V simply lifted his head up, passing a gaze that legitimately questioned Jimin's entire existence as if he simply screamed “for real?”

But Jimin only decided to not look back anymore or else he would give in so he instead felt the urge to escape not only his gaze but the room straight away and receive the call.

As V saw Jimin escaping he only put his hands back on the bed, leaning back as he watched Jimin leaving, mewing in utter annoyance but soon the door was shut on his face and all he was left to do was to just shut his eyes.

While Jimin found himself unable to stand stable on his own, he decided to sit on the couch, trying to inhale deeply.

“Hello?” he could hear on the other side.

“Jimin?”

“Y-yeah…” 

For a moment there was nothing but silence until Yoongi decided to break the silence himself.

“Are you okay?” 

How does he say that he isn't?

“Well…umm… yeah, I just was working.”

“Oh… but I asked you if you're okay?” 

Jimin pressed his lips together as guilt tripped in.

He couldn't catch up enough with Yoongi for obvious reasons and he too knows how much it would have mattered to the other. Maybe they were used to hanging out together and just spending time. Good or bad, Yoongi has always been there for him yet Jimin usually found himself ignoring his texts because he was too taken away by all that was happening around him.

How does he say that he didn't do it on purpose because he didn't want to come out as someone desperate for help because the elder had always done a lot of favors for him and Jimin couldn't ask for more but at the same time he was drowning in guilt of not returning the same concern and consideration back.

“I am… I'm fine, just a lot of stuff happening around so-”

“So you could have let me know. I am here to help you out if you need but it kinda doesn't click right in me… all good…?” Yoongi's voice suddenly went into a different note, the change of tone screamed a suppressed deep concern which the elder got a control over very soon.

“...between us?” And the way Yoongi added with insecurities Jimin couldn't help but feel the clenching of his heart all within.

“Y-yeah, I… I was about to call but I just… just… I'm sorry.”

“Hey, it's okay and I understand you but don't let yourself be alone in this.” 

Jimin felt like almost crying. How could he be so selfless despite it all and Jimin was already swirling within the sea of remorse and guilt.

“I'm so sorry.” And that's all he could whisper until he felt the heaviness of his eyes.

“Hey…” Yoongi let out softly and bit back his own lip before inhaling and encouraging himself to say something for good.

“You shouldn't be. It's just that I'm worried and I wanted to know if I could help and… and I haven't seen you in a while. Are you really okay?”

Jimin pressed his eyes together until one teardrop scrolled down and he lost words to describe and even reply. He isn't okay if he simply wants to put into words but he feels like his emotions don't certainly matter for a while. Everyone got it hard then why should he get it all? Or why would Yoongi want to help him at all?

“I am. Now that you called, I am.” Jimin responded after a while of silence and Yoongi felt his chest lifting up which was heavy for a while.

“Then I'm glad. Pick up my calls if it isn't too much, yeah?”

“Yeah… I will.” With his voice cracking on the phone, Yoongi could tell Jimin was not okay so he let him take his time and took it as a sign to respect that for him.

“Take care of yourself and your friend, we'll meet soon.”

Friend?

“Sure. Take care of yourself too and-”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for calling me.”

“Ah, nevermind and maybe I'll call again?”

“Yes please.”

Yoongi couldn't help but feel a warm smile on his lips which happened to him after so long.

“I'll get going now. Bye.”

“Bye.”

And with that call being cut off, Jimin let go of a heavy exhale, inhaling deeply again as he let his back fall against the backrest of the couch and put his hands over his face, wiping away the fresh tears that just messed up with his face.

Everything is pretty messed up and he too is just a poor human but now that he has a person who's something he would die for if met earlier but then what's wrong with V all of a sudden? 

And thinking of V, Jimin quickly realized how he should be helping the other one wearing his clothes. Jimin quickly got up and wiped his face to seem clueless and as he rushed in he met with a sight of V struggling to pull on his T-shirt, already worn his pants.

He hissed in the process of pulling it down, standing in front of his mirror as he tried to groom himself.

“Hey… wait for me.” Jimin quickly rushed to his side and pulled his clothes down for him.

“Why would you do it on your own? Couldn't you just wait for me to come in?” And Jimin was back to nagging the other one, unaware of how V’s eyes quickly landing on him averted just as quickly and without responding anything he was standing by the mirror again, trying to carry his hairbrush.

“I can do that for you, don't move much-” but Jimin wasn't going to be heard as the hair brush was pulled from his hands again and V started doing the rest alone.

Jimin just stood there quietly, noticing how a subtle frown appeared on V’s face and nothing but silence surrounded them.

And he will do this again. Act like he's a child again and not face his problem. He'll choose silence and push me away and I'll keep chasing after him to get noticed. The same game all over again. I wish it was as easy to not give two fucks and sit back and let things be. Jimin thought.

Tears brimmed up in Jimin's eyes and in a moment he was turning himself around to leave back into the kitchen and finish what he was supposed to do while V just let him leave like that.

V let his hand down, sighing as he relaxed his shoulders and stared back at his reflection in the mirror that reflected just an awful sight of him.

“And again, you just don't care.” V whispered to himself.

~♡~

“How do I tell you I care? How?” Jungkook grabbed onto his head and put it down on the table as he sat alone in the cafeteria, escaping his lecture before the break to be there but he was suddenly feeling alone.

He went through three lectures alone and he didn't have the energy for the forth one but why in the world sitting in the cafeteria with an iced Americano in his hands, watching couples around the corner fucked his mind even more.

The bags under his eyes grew visible and he could only fight his sleep through caffeine. But it weighs upon his chest eventually, tiring him physically and mentally all too well and it's like a heaviness on his head along his chest that he couldn't help but fight against but there's only one thing that could possibly help him get rid of it and it's only one person.

Jungkook lifted his head up lazily again, checking time in his phone. Few more minutes until it's the break time for the entire university and he can get to see Taehyung. Maybe?

And he too knows that Taehyung won't mind walking all the way up to the cafeteria for him. He is still too mad for that but what else can this poor soul do. Wait? He can't anymore.

Jungkook sipped his drink quickly as he used his neurons. Thinking of ways to get his sulky baby back to him.

“Dates? Hangouts? Or do I just kneel down and tell him I'm sorry? Will he even consider it this time? Where did I even mess up?...” Jungkook madly talked to himself.

“Oh… yes, I know where. I was such an ass. But how do I tell him I wasn't prepared for his love? Or I was scared to lose it. Why am I like that?” Jungkook kept blabbering.

“But what can even make him forgive me. It's not like I ain't trying, he's just, he just doesn't want to see it.” Jungkook held his head into his hands again.

“Maybe because I am not trying enough? What if he is just-”

Jungkook then got an idea, quickly taking out a pen and a notebook from his backpack, quickly writing something on it. He kept writing until his hand could run and in a moment he could see how his scattered thoughts came together once he started writing on a paper which he tore up and crumbled and this went on until he felt that a page made sense after all the efforts he put into it.

“What am I even doing? But he won't give me a chance to say it all. How did we end up here- argh!”

And in a moment his frustrated scream was heard by the entire cafeteria, giving him looks but Jungkook didn't care less as he got up with his stuff and rushed to somewhere.

~♡~

“Must be difficult for you, I actually wanted to check on you earlier but whatever. I hope you're fine now.” 

“Yeah, thanks for your words.” Taehyung gave a smile that was only forced onto his lips as he stood in the corridor along his senior and very known friend, Choi Wooshik.

“I hope it gets better for you. You can always count on me for any help.” Wooshik whispered words of comfort and reached out for his hand to be against Taehyung’s cheek, tapping it gently.

“Don't worry, it's going to be alright?”

“It will.” Taehyung whispered, trying to stay strong but his eyes were just getting glossier. How come he stays strong when he is just so weak within?

“Hey…”

And suddenly Wooshik went in for a hug, bringing the younger one closer to his chest, tapping his back gently with Taehyung letting his chin rest against his shoulder, trying to reciprocate the hug by holding him back.

“Things happen but they too get better so just be patient, things will fall into places and you got it all. You're too good to even suffer this way.” 

Taehyung didn't realize he was tearing up as he closed his eyes into the hug. He needed it so badly and coming from Wooshik didn't matter much because he is a genuine person Taehyung could look up to for many reasons.

“It's going to be okay. Don't worry.” The elder then pulled away and with that he without any hesitation cupped those cheeks to wipe the tears away, followed by tapping his head in pure admiration.

“Don't cry, okay?” And Taehyung nodded obediently, trying to sniffle his tears up.

And soon he felt the presence of someone around him, someone who's been continuously standing behind them all the time.

Taehyung’s eyes fell onto the male and the softness returned back into his eyes and Wooshik turned around to follow his gaze just to find Jungkook standing back there.

“Oh, isn't he your friend? He must be here for you.” Wooshik said delightfully and faced Taehyung again.

“How about you eat now and just be okay? I'll catch up with you soon. Take care until then.” Speaking softly he tapped his hands onto his cheek again as a gesture of fondness and decided to leave while Taehyung just lost himself in staring at Jungkook standing there. Looking no less than a kicked puppy himself.

Jungkook started stepping closer, watching how Wooshik walked away and still a plenty of other students walking around in the corridor departing their classes for the break and Jungkook just seemed like he was aiming to get closer to his only sunshine.

Taehyung's glisten in the eyes was back again but this time it was because of a different reason, that reason being Jungkook himself.

“Baby…” Jungkook whispered as he stopped in front of Taehyung who simply looked up at him with his shiny big eyes.

“Why were you crying?” Jungkook whispered oh so softly, couldn't help but lift his hand up to cup Taehyung's cheek.

Taehyung didn't say anything but just looked up at Jungkook with longing and anger but Jungkook couldn't distinguish them apart. They seemed just sad to him.

“Baby?” Jungkook whispered again and tried to reach out to hold Taehyung's hand who purposefully pulled it back.

“Haven't I told you to not call me that? So please don't.” Taehyung whispered out of adorable anger and Jungkook with his puppy eyes kept looking down at his own rejected hands. Man it shot through his heart like a bullet. Is this exactly how Taehyung felt all the time?

“You're that mad huh?” Jungkook whispered sadly and Taehyung looked away frustratedly.

“Yes I am, indeed. Now excuse me and I have to go.”

“Where?” Jungkook lifted his head up while asking and Taehyung while looking into those eyes felt his sternness fading away.

Don't give up, Taehyung, don't give up. People will take you for granted for being weak and you already are.

“Anywhere, you care?”

“I care.” Jungkook said back stubbornly and Taehyung, in a mood to fight was suddenly finding himself unable to fight against him.

And soon the staring game went on with Jungkook just activating his soft gaze more and more and Taehyung who was sternly gripping his backpack straps kept staring with his stern eyes that didn't stay stern anymore.

“I know if I do or say something it will only ruin things. I understand why you want to stay mad and I feel how you must have felt but-” Jungkook took a sharp breath.

“...don't let yourself feel alone and cry while you have my shoulder all the time. It hurts when we're so close yet so far, you suffered all along and I did too. If you could hug me to ease my pain, how come I can't do the same?” Of course he didn't like how Taehyung had to hug others while Jungkook was right there to offer him any sort of solace he ever needed.

“So close yet so far? What do you even know about it?” Taehyung asked with a voice laced with agony, tears brimming up in his eyes again and Jungkook's heart broke into million pieces, again.

“I always knew, like I do know… I-” Jungkook held himself back from speaking up and bit back his lip as he looked away.

“I… I had reasons…”

“Reasons to continue it for months? And everytime I mentioned it you would find ways to butter me up. You know what Jungkook? I was the one foolish, I don't blame you. I didn't see why we couldn't just hang around like just friends like before, have mint choco as you loved, do what we always did and just be together. All I wanted was us to be together.” Taehyung fought back, fighting his urge to cry but his voice could tell he was so close to do that.

“I admit, I admit I was wrong but I… I really had reasons and how do I tell you this but- I seriously wanted you to know that I just didn't want to lose you-”

“And you lost me.” As Taehyung shouted back Jungkook held himself back from speaking, lips quivering and frown appearing as tears brimmed up in his eyes.

“No I didn't.” Jungkook shook his head in denial and Taehyung inhaled sharply but the tears threatened to fall which they eventually did.

“Don't hurt me… just because you're mad at me.” Jungkook whispered through his broken whisper.

And Taehyung knew maybe he went too far with that but why can't he just forget what happened to him in the past. He doesn't know if holding onto the grudges will do him better or hurting Jungkook the same will do him better, personally both of them were doing more damage to himself so he decided to stop, stop and just leave.

But Jungkook flinched roughly, catching Taehyung's wrist to resist him and as the blonde stopped, Jungkook was taking out a folded paper from his pockets, handing it to him and leaving before Taehyung bursts again and the blonde was left alone to be devastated and confused as he held that paper and watched Jungkook leave, much to his wonder it was a paper folded with something written inside. A letter maybe.

And as immature as it seems it was crucial too because there was something written in the letter that had Taehyung soon regretting everything.

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Here I go, updating after so long and I'll try to not make the next update long.

Don't wory about Taekook in the story, sometimes little fights are crucial. And for Vmin, ahem, just wait and watch. Why am I such a sucker for slow burns? *sigh*

Well anyway, keep commenting!

I hope you guys enjoyed it!