oneshots|| taekook

- Save your tears -

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(no explicit content)

"You must be kidding me." Taehyung said, looking at his two parents with so much hate.

"We are doing this for you and you should be grateful for the life we're trying to give you! Stop being a burden and a faggot in this house and do what you have to. " Mr. Kim said harshly while getting up from the black leather couch in the living room.

"I don't want the life you want to give me. I want my life. My." Taehyung said complaining about his parents decision.

"Is that so hard for you to understand? I can take my own decisions without any of your help." He completed looking at each of his parents pair of eyes while furrowing his eyebrows and curling the corners of his lips down, in disgust.

"We only want you to live a great life. A life with no worries, sweetheart." Mrs. Kim said with a sweet and calm voice. Her calmness was annoying to Taehyung, especially in this moment.

"That's literally all you have to say?"
Their son said in a low tone, giving both of them shivers.

"That poor guy won't bring you any happiness! That's it! You are marrying Nayeon in two days!" Mr. Kim said, imposing himself in front of his son while raising his voice.

"But you?! Do you bring me any happiness? Do you make me happy by forcing me to marry someone I don't love? No. What you're giving me is not happiness but pure hell." Taehyung said, looking his parents in the eyes once again before he turns around and runs on the white stairs straight to his room.

His parents were looking at their son's back as he left the living room. A feel of guilt was running though they body.

They know it wasn't probably right for him, but he has to marry someone who at least a good financial situation.

They couldn't accept their son to be in love with someone poor. It was unacceptable for them and for they're world.

After Taehyung entered his room he locked the door so that he won't be bothered by his so called parents.

He felt incomprehensible.

His cristal tears were falling down his puffy cheeks that are now a beautiful shade of red.

They don't know how much he loves Jungkook. They will never. They will never understand their own son! And that hurt Taehyung the most.

He made his way to the bathroom while whipping his tears. Taehyung changed into something more comfortable: an oversized black shirt and gray sweatpants while his only love broke again into his house.

Jungkook could get into his lover's room through the balcony which is not high enough not to be reached by him.

Right when Jungkook put the curtain aside he sees his lover coming out of the bathroom.

So beautiful yet so sad. Jungkook tried so many times to distance himself from Taehyung because he's not meant for him. Even if Jungkook knows he shouldn't be there, he comes again and again into his lover arms.

His lover needs someone much better than him. Someone smart, pretty and rich. Not him. Not a poor guy that spends most of his nights around the  park when he doesn't broke into Taehyung's house.

"Good evening, doll." Jungkook said with the softest voice, going to hug Taehyung after he put his black denim jacked on the armchair.

"Hi.." Taehyung said almost whispering to his lover going to embrace him, keeping his sight on the gray floor.

He kept his face down, not wanting Jungkook to see his puffy eyes from crying. Taehyung rested his head a little on Jungkook chest. His sweet yet strong masculine scent was flooding his nostrils. He loved that smell.