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"Thank you so much Mr. Jeon."Chi-won cautiously mumbled, pressing a smile towards Jungkook who sit there motionless, eyes fixed on unconscious Taehyung on the bed.
"It's fine Mr. Kang." Jungkook's hands collapse between his legs as he slanted on the couch, eyes still not leaving. "Y-you should take care of him since he- he's too w-weak." He didn't realized how his voice stuttered with face softening saying those profound words.
Chi-won was too naive to apprehend those words, that tonality in his voice and those hurtful expressions. There was nothing suspicious to him relating Mr. Jeon's words. He believes Jungkook is always like this. Sincere and genuine.
That poor soul nodded, he been standing up there since he came in, a respectable gesture towards Jungkook.
"I think you should leave Mr. Jeon. It's been long. You should take rest too. I'll take care of Taehyung." Jungkook sighed, mind and heart both arguing against each other at this point. He couldn't help but getting blame by himself for Taehyung's condition. One part of knows that Yoongi doesn't have his hand on this but he's helpless, this is how his mind making him work. To blame each and every contact Taehyung getting involve.
He rubbed his chin, attempting to get rid of the uncanny sensation inside of him, trying to perk up his inanimating heart.
Jungkook nodded, instantly standing up from the couch. "You're right Mr. Kang" he nodded again, face never looking at Chi-won. "I-i should leave." He rubbed his distress face, trying to hide it down.
His movements making a quick strike on Chi-won's brain, he kind of got that ----that Jungkook was suffering, there was must be something he's discomfort with.
And that made him curious.
"Mr. Jeon?" That questioning interrogate made Jungkook halt in his steps, turning backwards to finally look at Chi-won.
"Huh?"
"Y-you look tense?" He not even once thought it would be relatable to his husband Taehyung, no way for him this could happen. But he was concern for Jungkook.
Jungkook abruptly touches his face, chuckling to cover it's up while mumbling. "Am i?"
Then his face landed on Taehyung's peaceful one, sleeping like an angel while caring about nothing, not even about his feelings. Sometimes he gets so so jealous of Chi-won. So freaking much that he right then and there could kill him but he's not a monster, not a beast to snatch someone's marriage.
He knows Taehyung should be his, Taehyung deserve to his in every life but never in these past years he comprehend the mistakes he made. What went wrong which snatch his love away from him? What did he do wrong?
"I-i was wondering if you're alright?" He was interrupted by Chi-won's concern call, still waiting for him to answer.
"Y-yeah, yeah----fine-- I'm fine. I-i was just----" he trailed off, hands loosening and shrugging in lack of words.
He was relieved when Chi-won nodded his head, not wanting to disturb him more when he could see the torment Jungkook is going through.
"I guess you should take some rest." He assured. " It'll help you to collect yourself." Jungkook doesn't have anything to choose other than nod. There's nothing he has to care about Taehyung, Chi-won would obviously suspect upon his over-concern towards his husband.
Jungkook faintly hummed, for the last time gazing at Taehyung's pale face. There was so many unanswered questions in his mind, heart , so much he wanted to know, wanted to asked, just to quench his all thirst inside of heart.
But he's helpless, nobody will understand him.
His heart was layered with so much emotions when he was back to his apartment. But it was almost empty, ---empty like his shattered heart, nothing to adore with.
It was unsettled and messy. If someone entered it promptly would think nobody lives here, in a empty and jumbled apartment.
He doesn't liked the feelings, he doesn't like the way he's feeling, so much tangled and unconnected and everything is in disorder. So so messy.
Getting inside of his bathroom he stood up staring at his own reflection. Once he was so glad of it. He wanted to worship himself to tried hard to focus on his appearance. Morning excercise, skin care, health care and all. But now he lost all of them, his interest became lame and bland. Entirely meaningless.
He doesn't care if he looks like a beggar, a pathetic helpless begger who couldn't even achieve his love after begging his heart out.
Jungkook didn't realized how his fist lifted up and he punched the mirror in a swift, a hurtful scream came out that fade away muffling through his bathroom. Nobody's going to come to him, nobody will console him even if he cried out loud at his bathroom. No-one will li-listen to him.
Not even Taehyung. He's no more his.
Seeing your love everyday is fun, but when your love is no longer yours is the most painful pain. Jungkook couldn't move on, he didn't even care to move on, didn't even try. Why would he give up? He believes his love was true, he knows his love is pure and virtuous. He's no way going to give up on this.
He flopped down on the floor, eyes staring blankly on his wounded hand blending with crimson blood. But he couldn't feel the pain, those physical pain doesn't shake him a slight --that how much he gripping inside of heart.
"Jungkook--" He was flinched by a sudden hard knock on the bathroom door. "Open the fucking door, i know you're there." He was startled badly by how hard the door was being hitting.
He swiftly wipe away that single tear by his hand which already was awning with blood, rubbing some of it in his face.
Standing up hastily and strolling forward with woobly steps he opened the door. And there he was greeted by Hoseok's warm embrace which was much needed at that time. The exaggeration in Hoseok instantly fell down on its knees as they both stood like that, in complete silence, only Jungkook's heavy pantings were heard.
It didn't take much time to replace his pantingd with little faint sniff and following by his heavy muffling sobs. He finally heard his heart's, finally let the pain shush out of his wounded heart. And hoseok was there to give him his comfort, his shoulders to rely on, to cry his heart out.
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"I'm sorry i wasn't there." Taehyung slides away his hand from Chi-won's grasp. Giving him a assuring smile.
"It's okay." Chi-won's heart ached, he was so disappoint at himself -he can't even took care of his husband. That was so stupid of him to let leave Taehyung alone even after having a fever!
"Thanks to Mr. Jeon who took you to the hospital at time, i was so scared when Ms. Soyaa came running to me and informed about you. I was so shocked and couldn't comprehend what to do." Taehyung stared at his husband who stood beside him with guilty face. He has been saying the same thing since Taehyung came to his consciousness. Praising Jungkook was the least he wanted to hear from Chi-won but that's what the later doing.
The lack of response from Taehyung make Chi-won a bit disheartened. He began to think he might annoying Taehyung with his stupid remarks and honestly that's what he's doing. Taehyung was getting annoyed by his guilty sorry' and all.
Chi-won cleared his throat, trying to hide his obvious embarrass while taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Head dug down, not wanting to annoy Taehyung more.
Taehyung was hating how Chi-won was blubbering since then but the sudden silence also was unbearable. The air surrounds them suddenly became thick, and they both weren't liking the uneasiness between them.
"When can I discharge--?" Taehyung queried, still looking at his fidgeting hands over his lap. And when he looked up, his eyes landed on Chi-won's one. He couldn't help but feel a string of current passed through his weaken body, making something weird inside of him.
Chi-won pressed a smile, Taehyung saw him lifting his hand to touch something or maybe grab Taehyung's hand, but he was fast enough to retract it --quickly covering it by putting it inside his blazer pocket.
Taehyung hate the way he felt something like -guilt .
"They said when you're ready." Chi-won casually shrugged, trying to act cool but his inside was also hollow. He also get hurts but Taehyung was no-one to understand him.
"Okay fine." Taehyung nodded looking down, hands sliding away the cover upon himself. Chi-won abruptly stood up, guessing he had made Taehyung feel uncomfortable by staying around but that's not the case.
"Let's go I'm totally fine now ----"
"Woh woh." Taehyung was sat on the edge, getting impatient to get out when Chi-won prevent him from set his feet on the ground. Hands almost on his shoulders but barely touching, afraid Taehyung would make him feel empty again.
"What?" Taehyung was annoyed.
"You can't go like this."
"Why can't I? Didn't you just mention i can leave when I feel like? And this is it. Right now. I want to leave." His words were hard and stressed.
"But let the doctor visit you for once----"
"Then call him Chi-won, i can't stay here forever." The way Taehyung was gesturing with his hands with irritation while saying those words reminded him about that Taehyung in Germany. Who was way more rude and arrogant towards him.
Silence scramble on the room. Chi-won was too stunned to speak, and somehow he was might a little offended by Taehyung. The younger was too much bitchy for his liking.
After a minute later, Chi-won finally nodded to cease the heaviness between them. He knew Taehyung doesn't mind if things goes unpleasant between them, he doesn't care if Chi-won stop saying to him, he doesn't care at all. And for this Chi-won have to initiate every move, even if it's end up irritating Taehyung.
"Alright." Chi-won disappointly sighed, " we'll leave once the doctor come and visit you." Taehyung didn't replied, he kept looking at his fidgeting hands, jaw clenched tight.
He didn't know why he was so annoyed, at whom he was riling up. Might be on Chi-won or might be on the praisings of Jungkook by Chi-won.
"I think we should head towards Mr. Jeon's office first." Taehyung knitted tight his brows. "Why?"
Chi-won looked up. " We should thank him properly for what he ------"
"I didn't wanted to rescued by him Chi-won. Will you stop suffocating me?" The last sentance was yelled on his face, and Taehyung was red by his furiousness.
"Just stop-- stop saying about him."
"But he saved you Tae, he took you to the hospital when i wasn't there." Chi-won reason out, finding Taehyung didn't get about the matter.
"You don't know him." Taehyung voice deepen. It's soften a little which made Chi-won frown. "What do you mean?"
"Did he -----?" He trailed off, mind calculating many thousands thoughts he could process at that point.
Taehyung's eyes widened when he realized how his words sounded unfavourable and how it might creat a wrong information to Chi-won.
He was about to speak but a knock was heard, following by doctor who came to check Taehyung.
"Oh Doctor Jung." Chi-won instantly greeted, "i was worried since he woke up." Taehyung looked away, something did inside of him the way Chi-won stated.
"Don't worry gentleman." The doctor played a reassurance smile, scooting closer to Taehyung who lay back on the bed. "I guess he's good right now." He looked at Taehyung. "Am I right?"
Taehyung quietly nodded, letting the doctor to check on him. It was quiet till the doctor finally finished, Chi-won's eyes took some quick glances of Taehyung hard face but didn't uttered anything. Taehyung too was dangerously silence.
Generally he would talk to doctors the way they do to him, he loves talking to other but Chi-won. The elder would never be able to find his flaw, he would never know what was his fault. But nonetheless he tries hard, really really hard to get close to him.
The doctor sighed with his final check up. Both Taehyung and Chi-won alerted with their perked up ears. The air among them suddenly tensing.
"I'm quite offended Mr. Kang." Taehyung gulped. "I expect you to take good care of him from now on!" Taehyung looked down at the floor.
"I'll doctor." Taehyung heard Chi-won's words, and he knows if Chi-won says he does.
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The sun has flattered down the sea, getting tired of the day and making its way down to another nation to keep them awake.
Jungkook stared at the setting sun, he would never get tired of something this beautiful.
"You should go away from this if it's hurting." Hoseok's voice was barely audible to him, as his mind was literally praising the unblemish sky with blending shades of colours.
"Are you even listening to me?" Jungkook faintly hummed, gulping down his uncomfortable warmness, averting his gaze away from the sky.
"I am." He confirmed. And looked away. Again drawning himself on those ocean of hue.
"I didn't understand why you choose to keep him near, when you know it's hurting you." He frustrated.
They both were sitting on the bench on a park, where children's shriek and bird's chirping were clear to hear. Hoseok had to compelled on Jungkook to get away from his closed house, he could sense the younger will suffer suffocation or might get some panic attacks if he choose to stay there for even a bit more.
Hoseok was caring, too far but also in a dangerous way.
"Sometimes gripping on it hurts you more than you let it go." Jungkook snapped his head towards Hoseok, giving him a disbelief look.
"Do you think I'm --i'm gripping onto him??" His words were full of disbelief.
Hoseok desperately shook his head "that's not what I mean." Jungkook looked in front, totally frustrating by his words. His mind was somehow still not calm to think of it straight.
"I mean--- i mean you should cancel all the projects you been sharing with Kangs company----------- you're getting hurt because of him, Jungkook." His words were careful, scared of getting any kind of reaction from the younger.
But the younger did nothing, he kept himself busy with the gentle hue of orange that finally freshen his mind, well a little but did.
Hoseok sighed, he can't see Jungkook this way, it's been more than months he's seeing his younger brother like this. He knows---- he knows everything, from the very start and only he was the one Jungkook had trusted with his whole heart and he wouldn't like to see this friend of him getting down gradually.
Jungkook had everything, his own property, features, wealth, a damn huge building with varieties cars, a happy family and everything a man wish to have. Women would get on their knees for his attention but his mind was blocked, it was stuck with a past that had broken memories, shattered pieces of his heart and his unlucky love that doesn't have any ending. His love for that man was just so useless, eventhough he did everything to get it back, but alas at his pathetic love.
"Do you think it's easy for me hyung?" Jungkook's weak voice scattered, he was listening all of these hoseok been saying, he's just feeling so tired, so so tired of this life.
"I want to see him." He mumbled, eyes softening again.
"Like--- like always, near me." His gestures were quite funny but not for a man like Hoseok.
"And i don't want to cancel anything." His tears slipped.
" What if I won't be able to see him-------------- ever- ever again." He helplessly looked at Hoseok, giving those painful eyes of him.
" I don't want him to go away from me hyung." He clutched on Hoseok's shoulders. "I-i don't."
"I know, i know kook, I'm sorry." He consoled, not finding any words to say but he really felt sorry. "I'm sorry."
Jungkook wiped away those tears, again getting back to his sit, gaze finding it's way towards the sun again as he didn't uttered anything. Neither of them. Just looked at the almost dark sky, until the sun swipe down and they could go back.
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Lol what did I even write 🤣
Lucky Kookie🥺😭💓
Those hands 😤🤰
I've never been able to see something this tempting.
Can he just give those flowers to me, i-i mean to kookie.
This man is just -- just
Just--
I mean I can't find any word to describe.
This man is so ethereal, I'll eat him all.😤