A Mutually-Assured Attachment ✔️

Part 5

"Ugh, Y/N stop doing that to me. You're driving me crazy." He groans. Now it was his turn to lean upwards from your lap, and peck your lips. You giggle.

"WHAT..." Jungkook interrupted, emphasizing the "what" in a way that signaled you two to stop your business. "-movie?" He completes his question.

"Oh sorry," Taehyung chuckled and turned to face the TV to pick a movie. "Umm...How about spiderman, the new one?" he questioned Jungkook and you.

You both nod and Jungkook starts the movie. 

Midway through the movie, however, you started to feel bored as the movie didn't do it's deeds to satisfy you. You groan quietly and mumble, "Tae," to which your boyfriend reacts with a hum and a turn of the head in your direction. "I'm bored," you say with a tiny pout and a sigh.

"Oh really?" Taehyung smirks, sliding your long strands of hair off your face with his long fingers. "What do you want to do then?" He encircles your neck with his arms, leaning in close to your face. He puts his face in your neck and gives you sweet kisses all over your neck, making you giggle and giving you butterflies in your tummy.

When Jungkook hears your giggles he pauses the movie and turns to face you two, eyes darker than the midnight sky. "What the hell is going on?" irritation punched him like a kick to the stomach.
"Nothing. Play the movie." Taehyung said and put his head back on your lap.

When Jungkook plays the movie, just after five minutes you and Taehyung begin putting yourselves on each other again. Taehyung is constantly begging for a kiss, which you refuse to give him, as if to tease him and make him play hard to get. Taehyung groans and rises from your lap to take a seat next to you."Tell me now if you want me to stop," he whispers. He brushed his lips against your temple but you still didn't say anything. "Or right now." He drew a line across your jawline, making you gasp slightly. "Or now." His lips were pressing to yours.

"Or–" he was cut off.

"Don't stop." You said breathlessly, enjoying his lips on you.

So he smashes his lips on yours instantly. You were both kissing incessantly. It's as if your life depends on it.

Jungkook noticed and he immediately began to feel hot. He wasn't sure if the room was getting hot or if it was just him. He was beginning to feel hot, beads of sweat forming on his neck and forehead. Perhaps he was jealous...AGAIN? So with that being, he begins to unbutton two more buttons of his shirt despite the fact that three of the upper buttons were already open.

Taehyung's tongue slides into your mouth, soft yet relentless, absorbing every square inch of my body. Your fingers are entwined in his hair, drawing him in closer. Your heart races and your veins throb. He groans softly and nibbles your lower lip, causing you to let out a small moan.

Jungkook's brain went off to the deep end when you moaned. The voice inside him growled and encouraged him to shout out loud. "Can you two stop, for fuck sake! I'm getting uncomfortable!" He blurted out. Yup...he was definitely jealous. Taehyung and you stop your makeout session and look up at him innocently. "The room upstairs is empty for you. You can LEAVE."  Jungkook emphasized pointing his thumbs behind himself, towards the room.

You slide your fingers between the luxury-silky-soft strands of Taehyung's hair and look at Jungkook with a smirk splattered all over. "The door to the house is open for you. YOU can leave." You and Taehyung burst out laughing together. Taehyung high fives you, and you begin to laugh harder on purpose because you knew Jungkook would get mad about it.

That's it. Jungkook's had enough. He couldn't control it anymore no matter how hard he tried. He leaps from his seat and hurls the remote across the room, breaking it as it slams into the wall.

You and Taehyung flinch, getting up from the couch, heart racing at the sudden violent behavior of him.

Jungkook was breathing furiously, his nostrils flaring with each breath and his knuckles white from the force with which he was balling his fist. He scoffs angrily and hurries upstairs, slamming the door so hard shut that – one of the photo frames on the outside wall outside his room's door – falls to the ground and breaks in half.

"Oh my god," you breathe out heavily. "What happened to him?" You turn your head at Taehyung, frowning.

"Don't mind him. He has anger issues," Sighing, Taehyung makes himself comfortable on the couch again, appearing very used to Jungkook's behaviors like these. "And he had a breakup a year ago. He's still not over it, he loved her a lot."

You zone out as remorse washes over you despite the fact that you were not at fault. You wouldn't have broken up with Jungkook if he wasn't so controlling and possessive. He had a lot of good qualities, but his crazy obsessive possession wrecked everything. "Umm...I'm gonna go to sleep. It's...It's pretty late." You slightly smile at Taehyung and gaze down feeling the urge to cry all of a sudden.

"Alright, goodnight," Taehyung got off the couch to give you a quick kiss on the lips. "I love you." He whispers and this time gives a peck on your neck.

"Goodnight." With a nervous chuckle you leave him there and walk up to your room. Your and Taehyung's room was right beside Jungkook's so when you were walking past Jungkook's room to get to yours, you paused your walk as you heard loud cries.

Jungkook slides down against the door, slowly. He raises one leg while allowing the other to rest on the floor, and he closes his eyes. Leaning his head against the door, he runs his fingers through his hair, grasping it with rage in the hopes of preventing tears from spilling.

He was utterly devastated. He pretended to be someone he wasn't in front of others to disguise his emotions, which were steadily weakening his formerly muscular heart, that was once never capable of breaking. He begins crying, eventually turning into heavy sobs so he covers his mouth with his palm. 

"What-t did-d I ever-r do so-o...so wrong, Y/N?" it's like he was struggling to swallow down a still-beating heart. His words broke up and all he could say were stuttering sounds. He clenched his eyelids shut, seeking to stop the tears from falling down his face. His choppy breathing and moist eyes remained for a long time, and he sat still. "You-u never-r...never-r even gave me a chance to say something and left me..." His head began to ache due to the heavy crying.

"I'm sorry-y...I'm sorry," He's in pain. It's such a miserable way to live to be constantly furious. Anger is a strong and terrible feeling that keeps him trapped in his suffering and prevents him from enjoying life. It's as if his rage is a tragic expression of God's refusal to provide him with the self-awareness and life skills he needs to thrive. "I'm sorry-y is all I wanted-d to say but-t you-u left-t me..." He sobbed, not able to speak further.

As you hear everything, you gasp. You felt even more guilty as a result of it. Hearing him cry like that about your breakup even after a year made you upset, and it made you feel as if you had hurt him on purpose when it wasn't your aim.

You sigh and walk to your room, closing the door and slipping beneath the bed sheets swiftly. You close your eyes just as you're about to fall asleep, but it's too late. Your eyes were watering and you were dripping tears on your pillow, wetting it. You felt guilty as you thought of Jungkook.

You're the only one who can keep him alive, happy, and under control.

You're a bandage to his broken self.

You're his stability in life, his wealth, his smile, his world.

Yet, you are happy with someone else while he is in misery, causing his damaged self to break even deeper, making it impossible for him to rehabilitate.

You're causing him agony, yet he never says anything about it.

He doesn't show it.

He doesn't WANT to show it.

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