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It shouldn't be pt2

2:32 am.

His crying was present with more force like storm outside, remember how he met him, the nights and days they spent together making love, whispering how much he loved him while leaving a kiss on his forhead just to see the beautifull smile, answering that he loved him too, he hurt him.

He carried his heavy body to the nearest sofa, letting himself fall without much care, he was tired, sad, dissapointed, angry. There was so many emotions that he would not be able to move on after leaving.

Everything has changed when he asked him to live with him, knowing how selfish he was, with that thought he told him that he could do a career as a dancer, without fear of being left alone, because Jungkook would always be there for his little solitude, but he recived a resounding no "that he was sorry but he didn't want to", " that they were and would be better this way" Hoseok replied.

He wanted to overcome himself by saying that it was Hoseok'a first relationship and also with a man, and that is why he did not accept, that he was afraid.

It was not like that, a week trying to communicate without getting an answer, he went to his house, obviously he had to make many calls to find out his address but Hoseok did not know that.

Nervously be raised his hand and rang the bell of that beautifull house, it would be first time that he would enter hell as Hoseok himself said he felt like vomiting, and the noise of the heels of woman's shoes approching the door did not they helped a lot.

When he opend the door, a girl appeard with long, black and staright hair, she was a little thin but she was beautifull. She introduced herself as Hoseok's sister jiwoo.

When Jungkook streched out his hand to say hello saying he was a friend of Hoseok he felt sick.
The house was quite large and luxurious fot taste, decorated with sand-colored walls, black armchaired and red curtains, without and shine, which people without taste thought Jungkook.

Jiwoo brought him a tea, and so he started a conversations about fashion, and Jiwoo told him that when she grows up she wants to study design no matter her parents don't like it. If only Hoseok was strong as you. Thought Jungkook bitterly.

He had not finish his tea when the front door was opened and Hoseok entered, becoming 3 shades of paler when he saw Jungkook, a blonde girl, and a lady very similar to Jiwoo who did not have to think much to deduce that she was the mother of Hoseok, his mother-in-law.

He was in his worst nightmare, he knew it when the blonde girl introduce herself as: Lisa, Hoseok's girlfriend and future wife.......Jungkook wanted to yell at her that no, that Hoseok was his boyfriend, that he saw him six months ago, that they loved each other and that what she said was stupid.

With what little pride Jungkook had left, he said goodbye to the family Everything has already been clear, he had nothing to do there.

He left the house without giving any explanation, he would not allow himself to cry not untill he got home. But someone took him by the hand, his skin crawled when he recognized that touch he knew so well, that hand that prevented him from continuing on his way.

Hoseok was seen with big dark circles, broken lips and discolored, also underweight, but no less beautifull in Jungkook's eyes.

He withdraw his arm in a sudden movement, and yelled at Hoseok that he was a fucking hypocrite, an idiot for having made him fall in love with him, also that he was a idiot for being 21 years old and still beleving that pleasing his parents would be happy. Hoseok yelled him to understand, that he always lived like this and was very scared to change his lifestyle with his parents for someone he met only 6 months ago. Hoseok realizing his words tried to take Jungkook's hand and tell him that his visit took him by surprise, but jungkook took it away.

His face was red from the effort of holding back tears. But that was had hurt the most, and he let out his pain with his last words "I love you Hoseok, I love you as you have no idea. I also suffered throughout my life, my mother committed suicide, my father ran me out of the house, I had no friends and people tunrned thier backs on me. But you know that, I am not the coward that you are today, because i went ahead  and tried hard evert day. On the other hand, you will continue to be unhappy for the rest of your life.

3:12 am.

His mind was exhausted, with his problems, moving, work and what had happend in the bar he felt dirty, it made him want to sleep and not wake up. He knew that calling the taxi station would be crazy and he assured that there would be no fights untill the storm passed, but he did it anyway.

He took the last suitcase that was on the ground, looking sadly and what one day was his home and love nest for him and Hoseok, he closed the door and went down the stairs, he went out to the street and the taxi was waiting for him.

The car started smoothly, when the taxi driver kindly asked him where he was going with a hoarse and broken voice, he answered.....

"To the airport please"