JIMIN
i hope you are

JIMIN
text me as soon as you get this
message, okay?

JIMIN
i'm seriously worried now

JIMIN
jihoon, please reply

JIMIN
fuck fuck fuck fuck

JIMIN
fuck

JIMIN
please

delivered.

TWITTER CHAT
taestits

TAEHYUNG
are you home?

JUNGKOOK
yeah

TAEHYUNG
i'm swinging by

TAEHYUNG
you need a hug more than
anything

TAEHYUNG
and we can go for a drive

JUNGKOOK
i don't feel like it, tae

JUNGKOOK
i look like a mess and i'll just
end up crying

TAEHYUNG
good

TAEHYUNG
i'll make you feel better

TAEHYUNG
i'm coming in 5

TAEHYUNG
get ready

JUNGKOOK
okay

TAEHYUNG
it'll get your mind off things,
trust me

JUNGKOOK
promise?

TAEHYUNG
i promise, angel

TAEHYUNG
make we should just drive away
and never look back

JUNGKOOK
please

JUNGKOOK
i want that more than anything

TAEHYUNG
:)

TAEHYUNG
i'll be there shortly

TAEHYUNG
wear warm clothes and don't
bring your phone

TAEHYUNG
you don't need the distraction

JUNGKOOK
okay, tae

Jungkook climbs into the passenger seat as Taehyung offers him a sad smile, noticing the dried tears that stain his rosy cheeks and the shakiness in his hands. As he seats himself and closes the door, shielding himself from the outside world, Taehyung's hand gently touches his thigh, tracing small lines in the soft skin.

It doesn't feel the safe, though.

Jungkook doesn't feel that familiar warmth that spreads through his stomach whenever Taehyung strokes his thigh. He feels empty, broken, hurt, emotionless, filled with nothing but an empty pit of despair.

"You okay, angel?"

The question is stupid and pointless at this stage, but Jungkook tries to appreciate the concern laced in Taehyung's tone. He can't do this anymore.

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