If Only You Knew || Taekook // Vkook [✔]

✿ t w e n t y f o u r ✿ : E N D

"No! Don't call me hyung," he spat, grabbing me by my collar. His eyes were red from crying, but the anger was more evident up close.

"Please listen!"

He didn't.

He swung a punch at me, hitting me square in the jaw. I felt the sting rush through my whole body as I groaned in pain.

His hands wrapped around my neck tightly.

I couldn't breathe.

"J-Jimin hyung-" I choked.

His grip tightened.

I felt myself loosing consciousness.

I weakly kneed his crotch, but it was enough for him to let go of me.

I struggled to catch my breath, my breathing uneven.

Oh god.

I made him angrier.

"You bitch!"

He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the railing.

"Jimin hyung!"

I grabbed his wrists and tried pushing him back, but I was too weak. So I kicked him instead. He doubled over and I took my chance to push him against the railing.

And now, he was scared. Fear filled his brown orbs, replacing the anger he had previously.

He pushed me back harder, so I pushed back with whatever strength I had left.

"Taehyung! Stop!"

Yoongi.

I hated the thought of my brother and my crush, kissing.

"Tae Tae please!" Jimin begged.

And that anger that filled me gave me more strength.

Too much, I'll admit.

And with a final push, he toppled over the railing, falling off the highest floor and onto the ground floor.

* end *

He was crying by the time he'd finished telling me his story.

The whole thing wasn't his fault.

"I-I know you probably won't b-believe me, b-but-"

"I believe you, Tae. Every single word," I reassured him, smiling at him as I wiped his tears away with my thumbs.

His eyes lit up as he smiled back.

"T-Thank you..."

"Kid, time to go."

A man in a suit suddenly appeared behind Taehyung. I was surprised we didn't hear him coming.

I felt panick rising inside of me.

Taehyung sighed and nodded.