"So, how was the date?" Jungkook grinned and asked, pushing the penthouse door open. He looked into the living space. The smile he once wore slipped away into a frown.

No one was there.

He thought for sure the two would be making out on the couch or massaging one another. To his surprise, no one was down here, no life filling the living room.

"Gguk? Taehyung?" Jungkook called, shutting the door behind him. "Where are you guys?" He asked but it was more to himself, furthering into his home.

Jungkook walked throughout his house, searching around for the duo but he couldn't find them anywhere downstairs. He then began his journey upstairs, brows furrowed.

He was confused, hoping the two weren't fucking again. Jungkook didn't even get a chance to put it in and they did it twice? Totally unfair.

Jungkook got to Jeongguk's bedroom, pressing his ear to the door and listening closely. It was silent.

The twin couldn't be anymore confused than this. He brought his fist up and knocked, waiting for an answer but one never came.

     He slowly pushed the door open when there wasn't a sound to be heard, looking around the large bedroom.

Jeongguk nor Taehyung weren't there, both vacant.

     "Huh . . ." Jungkook pulled away and left the room, walking a bit further down the hall to get to the guest room, also known as Taehyung's room until further notice.

Like his brother's room, he knocked and waited for an answer. Which, surprisingly or not, he got one.

The pitter patter of footsteps could be heard growing closer to the door, eventually leading to the door being pulled open.

There Taehyung stood. His eyes were red and puffy, dried tear-stains down his face. Quite a shocking look of you asked Jungkook.

"Wait, what happened? Why are you crying?" Jungkook hectically asked, seeing the boy start to get emotional again.

"I-I . . . I don't know." Taehyung rubbed his eye, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Where's Jeongguk?" The younger asked, beginning to get an uneasy feeling deep in his gut. He didn't expect this to be what he came home to, he much rather have walked in on the two doing it.

     "He left awhile ago, said he needed fresh air." Taehyung asked, holding back any stutter he threatened to release.

"He left?" Jungkook repeated. "What happened? What did I miss?" He asked, brows furrowed and lips parted.

"I-I don't want to talk about it." Taehyung said brokenly, wiping his eyes. "Just . . . Please,"

Jungkook didn't want to bug but it bothered him; it was eating away at him. He didn't know what happened here or why Jeongguk decided that he needed fresh air.

     He didn't respond any further and pushed up, quickly taking himself out of Taehyung's room and going back down the steps and to his front door.

He didn't even recall seeing his brother outside.

     Jungkook took his phone out and immediately went to his brother's contact, calling him. He could hear it ring in his ear as he went down the elevator, which, by the way, seemed to be going awfully slow since he was in a rush.

The wary and uneasy feeling only worsened as the phone rang, his mind spinning in spirals as he tried to figure out where his brother took off to.

Jungkook could only imagine what happened while he was gone, especially told by the sight of Taehyung crying. He just prayed to whoever was listening that his brother was okay and well.

     Jungkook's fourth call went to voicemail for the fourth time. He was now in his car looking back and forth for his twin brother. He would have cars honk their horns and yell curse words at him for how slow he was going. That or his sudden sharp turns.

He was trying to think of all the possible places his brother could be at right now but those possibilities were running short.

     Sooner or later, Jungkook pulled into parking spot to sit and wonder. He looked over his phone, trying to see if Jeongguk messaged back which he hadn't yet.

It was almost irritating but Jungkook remained calm, taking in a slow deep breath.

     "If I were a short-tempered, muscle head, where would I be?" Jungkook asked him, drumming his thumbs off of the stirring wheel.

He thought about the gym and how it would be a good anger release but Jungkook had a gut feeling Jeongguk wasn't angry. Something told him the man wasn't raging with fury.

Jungkook didn't think Jeongguk was the type to go to the bar and drink away his issues — though he's done just that before, Jungkook felt like this was different.

There was one answer that kept coming to his head but it was a long shot. It was so out there and if Jeongguk wasn't there, it would've been such a waste of his time.

     Jungkook started his engine back up, taking in a deep breath before he pulled out. He felt like this was a dumb idea but something in his heart made it feel right.

So, without another thought of doubt to cross his over-ridden mind, he began to make his way to the Carolina Panthers stadium. Also popularly known as 'Bank of America Stadium'.

Was it a possibility he was there? Yes, without a doubt. Jeongguk loved football and he would even use it to cope with his troubles. Was it also a possibility that he wasn't there? Of course because why would anyone go to a stadium when running away from their problems? Jeongguk was just a weird being but Jungkook was willing to try it.

     Jungkook drove a bit over the limit and may have ran a stop sign. Maybe two but that's not the point. The point was that he finally made it parked his vehicle. Poorly but again, that's not the point.

He rushed over to the entrance, trying to find out how he could get in to look around for his twin brother.

The gates were locked, as they should've been, and it was just dull. No one was here but why would they be? There wasn't a game being played here nor were there anything pertaining to the actual stadium as far as events went.

     Jungkook huffed to himself and crossed his arms over his chest. He was about to give up at this point. It felt like nothing was going right for him and with everything he thought of, there was an obstacle lodged in his way.

He never could win at shit like this and for some reason, he would keep trying his luck each and every time. It sucked but at least no one could call Jungkook a quitter.

     Jungkook rubbed his face aggressively, trying not to get too frustrated but that was honestly a challenge he was willing to lose.

     He turned away from the gates and was about to carry his sorry ass to his car but something caught his eyes.

He internally thanked whatever being it was that was on his side when he saw Jeongguk sitting on a bench in front of the stadium, arms resting on the board and eyes forward.

     Jungkook walked over quietly, getting closer and closer until he was right beside the bench.

Jeongguk looked to his side, right at Jungkook who looked back at him. Both of them remained quiet.

The younger Jeon Twin walked around and took a seat on the bench, he too leaning back but he kept his arms in front of him, resting them on his thighs.

They were silent.

It wasn't awkward or annoying. It was this comforting silence that drowned away unwanted noises. It was just them and them together.

     Jungkook, though, couldn't live in the silence forever. Especially since he wasn't even sure why Jeongguk was out this way anyways.

     "So," Jungkook broke it with a two-lettered word, looking to his left where Jeongguk sat. He waited patiently, seeing his brother tense just a bit.

Jeongguk reluctantly looked over, feeling like he saw his reflection in his brother. He sighed but it was to himself. "So . . ."

"So," Jungkook repeated. Before it turned to them going back and forth, he added more. "Why're we all the way out here? Why are we chilling by a stadium?"

"I think the real question is how you found me here." Jeongguk said, not really asking though he was at the same time.

     "I figured you'd be up here if you were upset." Jungkook answered honestly. There wasn't any real reason to sugarcoat or lie.

"How did you know I was upset?" Jeongguk cocked a brow, asking another question and trying to avoid the original inquiry.

Jungkook hummed. "Taehyung was crying and— and it just felt like you were upset." He informed. "Twin code or whatever we called it. It just felt like you were sad. Not angry, not pissed. It just felt like you were sad."

"How dare you know my emotion without me telling you." Jeongguk rolled his eyes and looked away, shaking his head but only to himself. He let out a huff of air are he stared away at the mostly empty parking lot and road ahead of him.

      "I know. It's a present and a curse." Jungkook said, a small smile turning on his features but it washed away soon enough. "But why?"

"It's not important." Jeongguk responded. "You can take me home, officer." He said, basically telling his brother he felt like the FBI found him as if he were a wanted criminal.

"Kinky,"

"Ew, please don't." Jeongguk gagged, a scowl playing his expression.

"We're steering far from the original topic." Jungkook opened, though he was at fault.

"That's because you want to make kink jokes. You're despicable." Jeongguk scoffed, not liking those types of jokes, especially not from his brother.

"Why are you sad? Why was Taehyung crying?" Jungkook asked instead of going back and forth about god knows what. He was curious and it was eating away at him. He just wanted to know what happened.

Jeongguk took a moment to answer, multiple expressions playing across his face as he tried to piece together a sentence. One that made the most sense.

He could take it many ways but what better way but to just be honest and open.

     "I will forever, forever love Taehyung. He will always hold a part of my heart in his hands but I refuse to give him all of it. He broke it and now all he gets is a piece of it." Jeongguk said, face forward and heart heavy. It didn't really answer the initial question but it said enough.

     "How long did it take you to come up with that analogy?" Jungkook wondered, looking ahead as well since it fit the moment.

"More than I'm proud to admit." Jeongguk replied. "But it sums it up so well. I don't see myself giving him another chance, Kook, I really don't."

"Of course you don't, you're not trying for a second chance." Jungkook shrugged. His words may have not been the right choice for that, however.

     "Oh, fuck off." Jeongguk scoffed, brows tugging forward. "He doesn't deserve a second chance so why would I try for one? If you want to give him one, be my guest. I don't care what you decide to do but I'm out — I'm done."

"You didn't feel anything on the date? No desire to just be there and hug him? To cherish the moment and show him love like you once did?" Jungkook wondered, directing his gaze back over. His brother only looked angered and pissed, his muscle tense and his jaw locked.

     "No. I enjoyed the moment, sincerely I did but it was ruined like it always is." Jeongguk huffed. "He ruins it for himself and I can't stand taking the heartache anymore; I can't sit there and just hear him confess to another thing I didn't know." He added, running his fingers through his locks.

Jungkook knew what it was about, ready to hear his half of it.

"And the fact you knew and didn't tell me." There it was. Jeongguk was pissed off and talking about it just reminded him of how it felt. "Why? Why wouldn't you tell me? I should've known he would've kept it from me but you. Why?"

"Because I knew it would only lead to disaster, to this. I just tried to save the energy." Jungkook truthfully told, seeing no reason to lie for his good intentions.

"Well, here's the energy now. Wasted." Jeongguk eased his sharpen expression. "Fuck, it hurts." He admitted, confessing to how he felt. "And I'm going to be the villain in this, unsurprisingly. But fuck it. I don't want it, I don't want to deal with it."

Jungkook nodded subconsciously, knowing the pain his brother felt and he didn't blame him. He wasn't mad at him for feeling that way.

     Not everyone was going to feel the same or handle a situation the same way. Not everyone was going to understand why Jeongguk couldn't give another chance; another part of it heart.

Not everyone was going to agree.

But, Jeongguk followed a quote that he wished his mother knew when their father left.

"Sometimes the best way to be happy is to learn to let go of the things you tried so hard to hold on to. The things that are no longer good for you."

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A/N:

Soon.