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ManJoon 🐥😍:
Seokjin
[Not Delivered]
Seokjin I'm sorry
[Not Delivered]
Seokjin please...
[Not Delivered]

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joonhyung:
jungkook?

kooks:
sup?

joonhyung:
are you busy???

kooks:
nah, taehyung just left to go visit Jin Hyung, saying it was an emergency
so I left him to it

joonhyung:
fuck
can you come over?

kooks:
Uhm
why?

joonhyung:
please
it's important

kooks:
Okay?

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Seokjin sat on his bed, shoulders squeezed, hands resting in between his thighs as he simultaneously sniffled. He stared at the floor, awaiting Taehyung's arrival. He was about to get up when the door was shoved open.

"Who fucking did it?" yelled Taehyung. He stood at the bedroom door with a small bag in his hand, glaring at everything. The moment he saw Seokjin, his heart broke.

The older's eyes were red and puffy, as well as his nose and ears. His hair was a mess and his cheeks were swollen. Taehyung saw as tears lined up in the older's eyes again and immediately dropped the bag in his hand and rushed to his side, engulfing him in thin arms, running his fingers through his hair as he sobbed loudly.

"It's going to be okay. It's going to be fine," the younger uttered softly, trying to soothe the older. Taehyung just allowed Seokjin to soak his shirt in salty tears while he caressed his back, rubbing small circles. Seokjin stopped sobbing, but his body shook violently within Taehyung's arms. "What's wrong, baby? Please tell me."

-

"What the fuck, Namjoon? How stupid even are you?"

"Fuck you, Kook. I didn't think, okay?"

Jungkook shook his head in disappointment at the man before him. After arriving at Namjoon's place, Jungkook demanded to know why he was begged out of the house. Namjoon, explaining every detail, almost earned a hard punch from the younger.

"You're honestly an idiot," Jungkook murmured, running his fingers through his hair. "This is why Taehyung is so fucking protective over Seokjin because shit like this happens."

Namjoon stared at his hands, disappointed in himself. Seokjin's face flashed before him, eyes filled with tears, lips quivering, hands shaking.

"Fuck!" he yelled, dropping his head on the island with a loud bang. "I hate myself."

"Namjoon." Jungkook's harsh tone made Namjoon's head snap up. "Why did you do it?"

Why?

Namjoon didn't know why. Was it just another one of those one-night stands? Just another fling? Is that what he was looking for? Someone to satisfy his sexual needs while they hurt on the inside?

Why?

"I...I don't know, Kook. I really don't know. I didn't consider how he felt, not even for a second, and that's what hurts me the most. The look of disappointment on his face...I could see all his hopes shattering in his eyes. His eyes, filled with tears...because of me. I feel like shit," the older sounded, his voice strained.

"Well, you should. Namjoon, I'm not here to make you feel terrible, really, but you have to feel that way to know how hurt Seokjin must've felt. How hurt Seokjin must feel. I hurt Taehyung like that once, but after I made myself feel bad about it, I never did it again. And I don't know what Seokjin means to you, but if he meant anything, you'd never hurt him that way again," Jungkook said, grabbing Namjoon's arm and holding it tightly.

"You're right." Namjoon stayed silent for a few minutes before speaking up again, "Could you do me a favor?"

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Taehyung, by now, was shedding tears for his best friend, heart breaking further, every second Seokjin said something bad about himself.

"I feel so used. So stupid," he whispered with a shaky voice as Taehyung kept rubbing soothing circles on his back. "It's exactly the same. The same way. The same path. I don't want to end up with another Minho!" Seokjin sobbed loudly as the younger pulled him closer.

"It's g-going to be okay. I'm h-here for you, and I'm not going anywhere," the younger comforted, his hands carding through Jin's tangled locks, untangling them with each stroke. "It's okay."

Seokjin was calming down each second at Taehyung's whispers of assurance, relaxing in his hold. Seokjin was slowly falling asleep in the arms of his best friend, the doorbell suddenly ringing.

"I'll go get it," Taehyung whispered laying Jin down on the pillow before getting up and going to open the door. A growl escaped his pink lips as he saw who stood there, a frown on his face.

"Taehyung, I need to speak to Seokjin."

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oh oh oh, I uploaded a YouTube video yesterday lmao and bighit claimed my video because I used a higher pitched version of Love Maze 😀 it was only claimed though, so it's still up if you wanna see it

my YouTube link is in my bio oof

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