AIN'T MY FAULT | taekook

Chapter 52

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Jungkook slept for a week peacefully after three whole years. The three years that ate him slowly and painfully. Not at night, but during the day. Taehyung was like a ventilator to him as he breathed for the reason. However complicated all this was, a selfish part of him still wants the younger to be in front of his eyes. Taehyung was so different from him, they were opposites but Jungkook shamelessly found a source to breathe with him.

Taehyung would ask him questions as they would lie together in the bed, his arms around the other. Sometimes he was able to answer or he would just stare at him all day, he wanted the other to stay the night too, but the younger couldn't and refused, a part of him wanted to lock the doors and pull the male away from the world, not risking again to let go. And now that he's back to school, he is a little less worried as he could keep his eyes on the younger more.

The kisses they shared were more lingering, he could sense the other craves more, he too did at that age. But he can't give him that. The only person he ever was physically involved was his husband. The only person who saw his most vulnerable state. He doesn't know if he could get intimate more than he is with the younger. For him the urges don't come because of the need, but for the person in front.

Yoongi had tried asking him several questions as they must have been informed by Seokjin. Of course the man would tell everyone. Jungkook had ignored all of them throughout the day. Students were not happy by his return, he didn't care. Taehyung's eyes on him in the last lecture made him a little anxious inside. He was not used to getting warm glances in class, students would either glance bored or with hatred at him. 

He took out the food from the package and placed the plates he sighed as he looked at the clock. Taehyung would leave in a few hours and he was twitching to make him stay. If he was the old him, he would have thrown the male on his shoulder and would have thrown the house keys around, doing everything to keep him. But after every thought, the realisation would be drawn upon.

This is not the man he loves. This is not the man he married. This man doesn't love him. This is not his Tae.

He was filling the glass with water when the loud scream of Taehyung came out of the bedroom, the glass fell from his hands. The seven seconds he ran from the kitchen to bedroom, several thoughts crashed, praying only that the younger is okay. His throat went dry when he saw Taehyung on his knees by the window, sobbing while pulling at his hairs.

He shookly went near the other, pulling him by the shoulders as he held his face, eyes hard as he couldn't see the younger cry, will kill what made him cry this hard. Taehyung's red eyes met him and he stilled when he saw the anger and hurt the younger was looking at him.
"W-what happened?" He asked and Taehyung angrily swat away his hands from the face, moving away from the elder.

Jungkook stood shocked at that as he saw the younger angrily wiping his tears, he tried moving forward again but Taehyung beat him as he voiced.
"You're marr-ied?" His voice was small but firm, and the colour from Jungkook's face faded. His brain couldn't process the words. How did the younger find out? Who told him? Seokjin? Jungkook will kill that bastard as he with hard eyes stared at the younger's shaking form.
"You're fucking married?" Taehyung again asked loudly as fat tears rolled down his eyes.

"Who told you?" Jungkook asked in the most dark dangerous tone as his eyes twitched, whereas Taehyung's eyes widened as his anger bubbled and with a step he moved forward and slapped Jungkook straight on the face, the elder's stoic face turning side by side.
"You're fucking married!" Taehyung shouted at his face, his hands shaking, taking a hold of Jungkook's collar as he shook the male sobbing.