Pairing: Reader x Jungkook
Length: 1573 words
Warning: Intimacy, Swearing, Depression
Summary: He was my everything, but to him we were nothing.
“I like this girl”, he sniffed. We were still hugging. My knees were starting to ache from my crouching position, but I didn’t let go of him. He needed me right now. “But she likes someone else.”
I stroked his hair as he sighed. “Tae”, I crooned. This boy was too cute and could easily have anyone he wanted. Anyone. If he told her that he liked her, I bet she wouldn’t even look at the guy she liked first.
But Tae’s type was usually really pretty girls, so naturally I was worried that he’d fallen for a Krystal 2.0.
“Tell me. What is she like?” I twirled his hair with my fingers. He always loved people playing with his hair. I was hoping it would calm him down because if there was one thing I couldn’t stand it was seeing Kim Taehyung cry.
There was a pause. “She’s...beautiful.” Of course, I thought to myself. With Taehyung, they always were. “She’s smart and funny.” Ooh. Now there was a change. Taehyung’s track record of girlfriends wasn’t exactly impressive. Most of them didn’t have two brain cells to rub together. And none of them ever understood his sense of humour.
“And caring.” I smiled at this. He needed someone to care for him. Someone who would treat him like he actually meant something to them. Someone who would have eyes for him, and only him. Someone who wouldn’t cheat.
“She sounds like quite a catch”, I teased lightly. “Go get her tiger.” He just laughed silently, his shoulders shaking as he did so. I was already sweaty and my clothes were sticking to me- and now I had been hugging Taehyung for a good ten minutes at least. But he didn’t seem to mind.
I knew Taehyung and felt like there was something else on his mind. But he was upset and he had told me as much as he felt comfortable with telling me, so I wouldn’t push it. I knew he would tell me everything in his own time.
“Well?” Yoongi cocked an eyebrow at the younger boy, waiting for him to speak. Jungkook was biting his lip, something he did when he was nervous. Yoongi thought it was probably down to the fact that the two boys had fought so much over the last month- and Jungkook was still nervous to approach him.
Even though he knew Jungkook still had no qualms about what happened between him and y/n after the break-up, Yoongi knew he couldn’t stay mad at him forever. It was y/n’s choice as well as his own.
“H-has Suzy spoken to you recently?” Jungkook asked hesitantly. Yoongi frowned. Why was Jungkook asking about that whore? Were they together now? “She sent me a screaming voicemail about what y/n had done. I didn't reply.”
Jungkook nodded. Yoongi was tired and had a migraine. Jungkook wasn’t acting his usual self, and if he wasn’t going to spill it out, Yoongi didn’t have the energy to force it out of him.
“Jungkook, I’m kinda busy, so if that’s all you had to ask, I need t-”
“-Y/nandIaretogether”, Jungkook suddenly blurted out. Yoongi shook his head at the fast-paced words, waiting for them to make any kind of coherent sense in his head.
And when it did, Yoongi had instantly wished it hadn’t. “What?”, he whispered, his voice suddenly nowhere to be found. He was finding it difficult to breathe and Jungkook’s pitiful look wasn’t exactly helping the situation.
“...She...she decided to give me another chance”, Jungkook spoke quietly, unable to look Yoongi in the eye. “I’m sorry hyung, but I thought you should know now bef-”
“- Congratulations”, Yoongi butt in, in the most sarcastic way he could muster. “Is that what you wanna hear? I’m ‘happy for you’?” Jungkook stood there helplessly as Yoongi tried to recollect himself. To stop himself screamming in Jungkook’s face and doing something worse.
“Get out of my room Jungkook”, he muttered. Jungkook gladly listened, gently shutting the door behind him. As soon as the door clicked shut, Yoongi knocked his lamp over in a rage and screamed.
The tears flowed freely as he swept everything off his desk, scattering papers all over the floor. He was a fucking idiot.He had lost the one his heart belonged to because he was chasing his own perverse incentives. His own enjoyment.
His chest heaved at the sudden outburst of energy. If the lack of food and sleep hadn’t taken its toll on him, hearing that certainly did. Had y/n moved on from him?
He looked down at his ring finger. There it was. Him and y/n had matching promise rings that they always wore. Even after she left, he hadn’t taken it off, always expecting her to come back. Always wanting her back.
The tears clouded his vision to the point where the ring was just a platinum blur on his finger. She had probably taken hers off by now. All the promises Yoongi made, he had broken. So what was the fucking point of the promise ring?
He took it off and threw it somewhere on the opposite side of the room. Upon hearing it clatter on the floor, he screamed once more. The scream was laced with pain, anguish, fury. He wasn’t angry at y/n, no. He had no right to be angry at her. He was angry at his own stupid self.
Why would he be angry at the girl, who upon discovering he had cheated, still wanted him to go to the amusement park with the tickets she had bought him as a present? Because that was the kind of person she was.
He missed her with every ounce of his being. And what made it worse was this new-found knowledge that he had lost her. There was no self-indulgence or sympathy here. Yoongi knew he was a dirt-bag and he deserved all the pain he was getting and more.
Her touch, her smile, her little giggles. He missed it all. Even in their relationship he had never made his feelings clear- he was always ambiguous.
And now? Now, he would never get a chance to. His y/n...was no longer his.
I pulled Taehyung up with me gently, and guided him to my room. All that crying had given him a fever. I could kill Krystal. I propped up my pillows and told him to lie down.
He tried to object, but I wasn’t having it.
“Stay there”, I warned, heading to the kitchen to prepare chamomile tea. That would help boost his mood and make him feel a bit better. I took it in with a plate of his favourite biscuits.
I set them down on the bedside table nearest to him, and smiled. “ I won’t be five minutes Tae. Just need to take a shower.” I grabbed the towel and left him there- hoping he would be calmer when I got back out.
As promised, I was only in there five minutes, I stepped out, towelled myself dry and silently cursed. I had left my fresh clothes on the bed. I would have to go out, wrapped in a towel, and retrieve them.
Of course, calling Tae to get them would have been an option, but it was so quiet in there, I thought he might be asleep. And after that ordeal, who was I to wake him, right?
So I slipped out, and turned around, almost colliding with Taehyung himself. “Tae!”, I sqeaked as he caught me from falling smack on the floor. He had been pacing in the room- for quiet a while now, if his fast breathing pace was anything to go by.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. He looked beyond stressed, and borderline frantic. His adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, looking at me nervously. Maybe the fact that I was just wrapped in a towel was making him nervous.
“I-i’m sorry...”, I started, but trailed off as his grip on my arm tightened. It was just a fraction tighter, but I most certainly noticed it. Taehyung leaned in slowly and before I knew what was going on, his hands had slid down to my hips and his lips were on mine.
I really wasn’t thinking straight at this point. I wasn’t thinking that Kim Taehyung- my best friend- was kissing me. I instinctively kissed him back, my arms snaking around the back of his neck, fingers running through his hair.
I moaned lightly, and his eyes suddenly flew open as he jerked out of my grasp, stumbling backwards, like my skin had burnt his. “T-tae...?” I breathed out, wide-eyed, biting my lip.
“I-i’m sorry”, he muttered, his cheeks flushing slightly red. “I should go.” He took another step backwards, giving me one last look, before turning around and swiftly walking out.
“Tae, wait!” I followed him, trying to get him to stop. But even as I was leaving my room, he was already at the front door. “Tae...”, I whispered, as he turned to me. I saw his pained expression. His beauty contorted my the anguish that painted it.
And he was gone. I couldn’t even chase him, because I clad in just a towel. As I stood there, Taehyung’s agonisingly sad words came to mind, and I gasped with a slow realisation.
“I like this girl.”
“...But she likes someone else.”
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