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Taekook- Almost Not

1,098 Words

Content: Sad, mentions of self-harm

Taehyung comes home with a joke, but Jungkook's mental health throws it out the window.

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"J-u-n-g-k-k! O-o-o-o-k!"

Taehyung yelled out in the melody of the Micky Mouse theme song, laughing hard immediately after.

He traveled throughout his apartment, looking for his boyfriend. "Jungkookie!" He went into their room.

There was lingerie and a pink vibrator on the bed, but Jungkook wasn't in there. Taehyung smirked, but he wanted to find Jungkook first.

"Jungkook!"

He called out many times, but he wasn't anywhere. Taehyung sighed, until he reached the bathroom. The door was closed, and a piece of paper with the letters 'CTC' was taped to the door.

Taehyung frowned and walked over, knocking gently on the door to let Jungkook know he was home. A piece of paper immediately slid under the door by Taehyung's feet.

'I didn't do it'

Taehyung read. A sad smile formed on his face. At least he didn't cut today.

"Do you want me-" Jungkook banged hard on the bathroom door, cutting Taehyung off immediately. The elder went into their room and grabbed a pen, and started to write on the piece of paper Jungkook sent under the door.

Apparently he didn't want Taehyung to talk to him.

'Do you want me to leave you alone, or just wait for you?' He slid the paper back under the door, sitting against the wall while waiting for a response.

The piece of paper slid back under, landing across the hall. Taehyung grabbed it and read it.

'If I go out there, I don't want you to yell at me.' He read.

"I would never yell at him for this..." Taehyung pouted, speaking quietly to himself. He grabbed his pen back against the wall, and used the hard floor as a surface to write on.

'I would never yell at you for something like this. If you don't want me here when you come out, I can go down stairs if you want me to. All that matters to me is that I still have you physically with me.' He wrote down, and slipped the paper under the door.

He saw Jungkook's hand and smiled a little.

After a few seconds Taehyung heard the doorknob jiggle a little, then the door opened. "Baby..." Taehyung stood up from the floor, and stood in front of him, unsure if he wanted to hug or not. Jungkook took the paper taped to the door down and put it back under the sink, silence between them.

Jungkook then turned towards Taehyung and put his head on his chest, then sliding his arms around the elder's toned body. Taehyung wrapped him in a safe hug and kissed the top of his head gently, missing his boyfriend's soft embrace. Jungkook tried to smile, he had missed Taehyung all day and he was finally home. He couldn't though, his face muscles felt too exhausted to even open his mouth to say 'I love you' or something small like that.

"I missed you, my sweet Kookie." Taehyung kissed his head again, squeezing him a little then letting him go. "Are you sure you didn't do it this time?" He looked down at the younger. Sometimes Jungkook would lie to him and say he didn't cut when he did, because he didn't want Taehyung to feel disappointed in him. Over the years the chances decreased, so he wasn't too worried, but since he banged so hard on the door he was a little curious on if he was lying or not.

Jungkook nodded softly, keeping as close as he could to Taehyung since he was cold. The bathroom was a cold place, mentally and physically for Jungkook.

"Okay, baby." Taehyung knew Jungkook's mental health couldn't handle the question of what was on the bed. If he asked, he would probably hit him and run away and actually cut himself. "Do you want something to eat?" Taehyung asked him, wanting to take him away from the bathroom for a little. Jungkook nodded.

At least his head was letting him eat today.

Taehyung held Jungkook's hand and turned for the kitchen, the sensative male following close behind him like a lost puppy. Once they reached the kitchen Jungkook sat at the table, looking down at the marks that littered his arms. He was proud of himself though, he hadn't given in to the demons inside his head.

"What do you want to eat, love?" Taehyung asked, turning around. Jungkook shook his head.

Taehyung immediately understood, he could only ask yes or no questions.

"Something sweeter? Maybe a peanut butter and jelly sa-" Taehyung didn't get to finish before Jungkook nodded his head frantically.

A strong yes.

"Okay, baby." Taehyunf chuckled and gor out the needed ingredients. After he was done making his sandwich he served it to Jungkook with a glass of cold banana milk. Jungkook wrapped his arms around Taehyung's waist, hugging him for a minute then letting go to eat.

Taehyung smiled. He loved Jungkook so much...

"I'll go set up a movie, is that okay?" Taehyung asked him. "Are you feeling alright to watch a movie?"

"Yeah, that sounds nice."

Taehyung kissed Jungkook's forehead and ventured off for the living room. Now that he was talking himself Taehyung knew he would be alright by himself in the kitchen for a few minutes.

Jungkook peacefully enjoyed the sandwich, feeling the pull at his heart from the love Taehyung sneaked into it. He giggled a little.

"Okay, honey, I got one!" Taehyung called out from the living room a few minutes later. Jungkook finished just in time, swigging down his last sip of banana milk to put everything in the sink and run to his lover.

"Thank you, Tae." Jungkook cuddled him on the couch. "You're welcome, baby. I love you, you know that." Taehyung gave a sweet kiss to his lips.

Taehyung started the sweet movie, A Dog's Way Home, but before even the ten minute mark, Jungkook spoke up.

"I was gonna wear the lingerie on the bed for you for when you got home and prep myself with vibrators, but then I just got so self-conscious and I couldn't wear any of it." Jungkook explained in a soft tone. "It's okay, Kookie, I understand. It's alright, bun." Taehyung put his hand in the younger's hair. Jungkook relaxed his head on his shoulder and paid his attention back to the movie, glad he had his boyfriend to help him when he was at his worst.