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That was hard but I felt lighter.
I didn't realize how badly I just needed to talk to someone about the situation. That day changed my outlook on Taehyung and the hard life I didn't know he had.
Since the death of Tae's parents it was like he shut down, alcohol seemed to replace everything he loved in life.
Jungkook helped me stand and I wiped the remaining tears off my cheeks. I was thankful he didn't utter a word the whole time, not that he could have interrupted me even if he tried. My words wouldn't stop like a waterfall.
"And he doesn't have any remaining family?" Jungkook spoke quietly, following as I trudged over to invade his fridge for something to drink.
I pulled out a bottle of water, bending my front half over the island as I twisted the cap. "He does have one older brother but he was never really around before... I mean, he left as soon as he turned eighteen."
I gulped down half the bottle, glancing up at a blank faced Jungkook, his dark eyes wandering my face aimlessly as he followed suit and leaned backwards, resting his elbows on the smooth counter top.
"Has he refused therapy?"
I nodded once. "Jimin and I have tried to convince him many times. He won't go."
Looking away, Jungkook sighed and I couldn't help but to grin at how concerned he genuinely sounded for Taehyung.
"Hey." Lightly, I brushed Jungkook's arm and his head turned back in my direction. "Thanks for listening to me, I really needed that."
His eyes traveled over my hand resting on his bicep and he smiled, white bunny teeth in full view. "I'll always be here to listen to you from now on, okay?"
I nodded as another wash of relief flooded my system.
I took a deep breath. "Let's head back, I think I'm actually in the mood to dance for once."
With a comforting hand on my back we walked towards the living room, the party still in full motion. I smiled as Jungkook made some joke about the time a guy surfed down the entire flight of stairs in an attempt to lighten the mood, and it almost worked.
Almost.
Until I saw him.
My ears toned everything out, body completely numb and everything began to move in slow motion as blood pumped furiously through my veins.
I could feel Jungkook shaking my arm, his lips clearly moving out of the corner of my eye but I remained frozen with large eyes. Jungkook gave up, following my direction in question.
The weight is back. And it's heavier than before.
I couldn't miss him even if I wanted to, his beauty never allowed him invisibility. Taehyung was dancing along with the sea of bodies in the expanse of the living room.
But he wasn't alone.
I remember the girl he's dancing with, I could almost hear her moans meshing together with Taehyung the night I caught them. And now she's grinding herself all over him to the beat of the music.
Taehyung licked his lips in anticipation, one hand holding his drink, the other her waist. She craned her head back leaning against his shoulder as they stared each other down, sexual tension apparent in the way their bodies pushed against each other to the beat of the music.
I saw her lean in, saw how she drunkenly whispered in his ear and he threw his head back in a pleasurable way with his teeth biting his lower lip. I watched as she planted a kiss on his neck and how he clearly allowed it.
'Don't fuck up tonight.' Jimin's words sounded off in my head and I couldn't help but to laugh darkly, sparking worry in Jungkook's eyes.
It was when their lips fully connected that I lost it.
Completely.
'That's it.'
"Y/n, wait, let's just calmly-- "
It was too late.
My strides came in full force as I marched up to Taehyung and the blonde, seeing nothing but red. Without a second thought I shoved the girl out of the way as Tae froze in place, eyes wide. Jungkook was at the DJ booth in a matter of seconds and the music, lights, everything came to a sudden stop. A small circle formed around me and Taehyung to see what was going on.
"Babe, I can--"
I wasn't about to let him finish that sentence.
Like a whip my hand connected to his cheek so hard his body turned a bit from the force, red hand print bubbling to the surface as I fought the urge to shake the vibrating pain in my own hand.
'God, I hope that hurts like a bitch later.'
The crowd 'ooooed' with a few 'GOD DAMN SHE SNAPPED' here and there.
He didn't say much for a moment, probably still trying to process what just happened. I've never even thought about slapping him before even after everything he's done.
Not until now.
"I've had enough," my voice growled, eyes red and puffy and snot was probably running but that was the last thing on my mind. I had so much I wanted to say, to scream in his face, but the words refused to come out.
That was all I could manage to say before I turned around.
Taehyung was quick to reach out and grab my hand but I yanked it away easily. He swayed and for a moment I thought he was going to topple over.
It took a second to focus before I saw Jimin push his way passed the crowd to see the commotion, wide eyes switching between me and Tae with one hand covering his cheek.
"Y/n, I didn't-- "
I did my best to look him straight in the eyes. "Don't fucking touch me! I can't do it anymore, Taehyung. We're done."
The tense silence continued as I trudged away, all eyes trailing my fuming figure. I grabbed Jungkook's hand and walked out the door, completely ignoring Taehyung drunkenly yelling my name.
My head was held high even though the tears fell in streams.
--
I typed the address into the GPS for Jungkook to follow.
Much to my whining protests he still wouldn't let go of my hand as he drove a bit too fast down the highway. But at this point I could care less. The drive was a couple hours but it would be worth it.
'I need to see my best friend.'
Just like earlier Jungkook didn't really question much, not even one complaint about the far drive although he didn't know where he was going, for fear I would slap him as well I wasn't sure. He simply obliged, started the engine, and took off.
I couldn't help but to admire Jungkook's go with the flow attitude, unlike him. I almost gagged as the image of the blonde kissing all over his neck flashed in my mind and I rubbed my temples to calm myself.
The squeeze from his hand caused me to look at him.
"It took a lot of strength to not take his ass out, you know," Jungkook glanced at me, showing no hint of a joke in that sentence.
I snorted anyways.
"I'm serious!" he pressed, a smile slowly forming on his lips. "I'm a black belt in taekwondo, I've also practiced a bit of boxing."
"I would say that's sweet, but I can't help but get the feeling you're bragging a little bit," I said, allowing his hand to move down to my thigh as he chuckled.
"I'm just saying I can protect you in many circumstances. Your form could use a little work."
"Oh really?" I scoffed. "Well, aren't you my savior," I teased, lips turning up a bit at the corners.
"I'm hoping I can be," he half whispered. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to hear that or not.
Jungkook cleared his throat, hand starting to rub my thigh in comforting circles but it ended up doing the complete opposite, definitely not calming me down.
I pushed his hand away. "Yah! Stop it!"
His smirk was already back. "What? Does it feel too good?" he murmured deeply, attempting to put his hand back in place on my upper thigh.
I could see what he's doing, teasing me as a distraction from what happened earlier.
It somewhat worked.
"No, I'm just not in the mood! And you're driving!" I pushed his hand again and crossed my arms.
"You act like such a virgin!" He laughed, the sweet sound music to my ears despite his mocking words.
"There's nothing wrong with someone being a virgin you pervert!" I snapped back while giving him the side eye.
He shrugged. "I never said there's anything wrong. I'm just saying that you don't seem like you have experience."
I suck my teeth, turning to face him. "Wouldn't you like to know, Pervert," I emphasized again, eyes narrowing.
"Do you want to know if I have experience?" he challenged and my face went beet red, remembering all the subtle touches and intense stares that made my stomach do little front flips.
The truth is, a small part of me wanted to know.
I tried to ignore him, but when he licked his lips playfully my mind went wild, stomach twisting into an uncomfortable knot dying to be satisfied. He snickered, taking my silence as a win, and continued to focus on the road and let me breathe.
'Should I really be mad at Taehyung? I mean, I guess I've flirted with Jungkook too... ' I shook my head. 'No, I'm just making myself feel guilty so that I'll have an excuse to run back to him again. I refuse to let him control me like that ever again!' I tapped my fingers against my lap.
'It's more than just the constant cheating. It's his intolerance. It's his drinking problems, the drugs. It's how he doesn't let me help him, he doesn't want help from anyone. He just wants to drink himself to death and I can't just sit back and watch it happen any longer. I'm done with him. Done.'
"Hey," Jungkook pulled me out of my thoughts. I didn't realize we were already there until I saw the ocean waves shining from the light of the moon in front of us.
"Are you sure this is where you wanted to go? In the middle of the night?"
I nodded as we stepped out of the car.
"Yes, I'm sure he's home."
A/N:
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