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Chapter sixteen.

-chapter sixteen-

Hey, Can I Talk to you?
Seen 6:05pm

Taehyung stared long and hard at the message, his mind racing and eyebrows furrowing. He wasn't particularly in the mood to talk to Jeongguk, because every time they spoke, it ended in an argument.

Now that he'd calmed down, he did realise that he acted like an asshole and ignored Jeongguk for no real reason. Yes, he was somewhat upset when he saw the state of the younger that morning, but He knew that this awkward halt in their somewhat-friendship needed to be spoken about.

He frowned, sighing as he began typing. There was no point shutting the boy out. It was rare that Jeongguk reached out to anyone, especially to him. He couldn't just push the younger away when he was asking for him.

Fine, Come Over.
Seen 6:10pm

After a Mere 10 Minutes, And There was a Nocking on his front door that made Taehyung grow nervous. He gently put Yeontan down, having been playing with the puppy, and got up, shuffling towards the door to open it.

And as soon as he did, He was met with None other then Jeon Jeongguk Himself, the Younger man with his head bowed as if he'd been scolded. Taehyung found his lips twitching down at the state of the younger; his dark hair messy and unkempt, clothes creased and disheveled. He looked so... tired.

"Jeongguk-"

"Hyung, I'm Sorry."

"Shh, Come in first." Taehyung softened, gently pulling him inside the warm apartment. "Jeongguk, you have nothing to apologise for."

"W-What?" The younger man frowned, stumbling slightly as he kicked his boots off, not wanting to tread mud on the Blueberry's carpet. "But I-"

"I was being an asshole." Taehyung chuckled softly, helping the younger remove his coat. "Let's talk in the living room, okay? Want a drink?" He hung it up and offered the younger a smile, guiding Jeongguk through his apartment. "Did You walk here?"

"U-Uhm, No I'm Fine.." Jeongguk's voice was small as he followed, Looking around The older man's home in awe. "I drove my Bike." Taehyung's Apartment was clean and tidy; no mess in sight unlike his own. There were no empty bottles, no Piles of clothes -It was... Nice.

However, The Ravenette Couldn't help but flinch when a loud bark filled the living room, a small Pomeranian running over from the couch and jumping up to his legs -tiny paws tugging on his pants, eager to greet the stranger.

"You Have a Puppy?" Hesitantly, the Tattooed man crouched down to pet the pup, not noticing the fond smile that grew on Taehyung's lips. He looked up and gave the man a small smile. "What's his name?"

"Yeontan." Taehyung chuckled, walking past Jeongguk and Yeontan to get to the living room. "He loves new people." He sat down on one of the couches, pulling a blanket over his lap as he watched Jeongguk follow.

Once Jeongguk sat down on the other couch, he pulled his knees to his chest and lowered his gaze to the coffee table. He knew they had to talk; for that was the reason he came. If it wasn't for Yugyeom, he wouldn't have reached out at all.

"W-Why Were you so mad?" His voice was quiet, all but a nervous whisper. "What did I Do?" He looked up at the blue haired man who suddenly looked troubled.

"Oh Jeongguk," Taehyung frowned, struggling a little to piece his words together in order to stay what he wanted to. "You didn't do anything." He lowered his voice, pulling the blanket up to his chest. "I'm The one that should be apologising. I was just... Irritated."

"B-But why?"

"Because I was waiting for you... and then when you came in, looking like you did, I Just snapped." The older man frowned. "Because I knew why you were late and I was Pissed."

Jeongguk stayed silent for a moment. "But why? Y-You Know about My bad habits.." He looked down, playing with the drawstrings of his pants. "Why do You suddenly care about what I do? Be honest."

Taehyung was a little caught off guard. He'd never seen Jeon Jeongguk so vulnerable. "I... Can't Tell you." He almost whispered into the silence of the apartment. He caught Jeongguk's frown and cleared his throat. "I Just Worry about you."

Jeongguk looked at him doubtfully, before asking the question that had been on his mind since he spoke with Yugyeom. "Blueberry... Do You Like me?"

Taehyung's heart dropped.

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An Uncomfortable silence filled the Apartment once the question left Jeongguk's lips. The Younger man was watching the elder, waiting for some sort of response. He observed Taehyung, and noticed how the blue haired man got quiet.

"W-Well?!" He choked out, eyes wide with panic as he hugged his knees tighter, blunt nails digging into his flesh. Could Yugyeom be right? "Do you?"

"Give me time, and I'll get over it." Taehyung's words were strained, eyebrows creased as he refused to meet the punk's gaze. "I Understand why you behave the way you do, and I Know You want nothing to do with me. Just Give me a week and-"

"So You... Do?" Jungkook's eyes teared up, voice cracking. "You like me? B-But why?" He buried his face, hiding from the other. "I-I'm an asshole. I'm a Slut, I am useless-"

"Hey," A soft touch on his shoulder make him choke on a Sob as Taehyung slowly sat beside him. "Listen to me, Okay?"

Jungkook slowly lifted his head, body shaking violently as he met the elder's gaze. "Okay.."

"You're not any of those things." Taehyung never guessed he'd be comforting someone as Prickly as Jeongguk, but here he is. "Yes, You can be an asshole at times, but You're not a Slut. You-"

"I fuck random men weekly!" Jeonguk suddenly snapped, a sob leaving him as he curled in on himself. "Y-You Know What I Am, S-So Don't sit there and tell me I'm not a slut when I have a different cock up my ass every week!"

Taehyung's eyes shot wide as He watched the younger man sob into his palms. What was once quiet and empty cries, with a lack of feeling, was now full on sobbing; the emotional Baggage that Jeongguk carried coming to light.

"You give yourself less credit than you are due." He sighed, slowly wrapping his arms around the crying man, pulling Jeongguk into his chest -one arm around his waist and one hand holding the back of his head to his neck. "I've got you."

Jeongguk clutched Taehyung's loose Tshirt between his fists, teeth clenching as he cried. I've got you. It'd been a long time since he heard such words. He couldn't help but relax as Taehyung rubbed soft circles into the skin of his waist with his thumb dipping under his sweater, The Blueberry's other hand cradling his head so softly.

As he cried and whimpered everything he had, leaning into the elder man with such vulnerability, he couldn't help but question;

Where does this leave him now?

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