The words on the paper didn't seem to change. Turn into other letters, other words tracing the end of it as Jungkook read it. Over and over again, the tightness around his knuckles only deepening every time. He didn't understand. The words couldn't have been right. They can't be right.
"What is this"
Jungkook looked up from the whitened paper, towards the teared blonde as Taehyung watched the way the other's gaze had only darkened under the dimmed light.
The air feeling so - quieter than he had ever thought it to be.
As he saw the way the words leaving the older didn't seem to be anywhere from recognizable to his own sounds.
"Who hurt you."
Jungkook instructs, his voice dangerous
His words didn't come out as a question. Taehyung knew he was demanding it out from him. His jaw hardening as Taehyung only began to slowly shook his head. Kept shaking it. Because he couldn't tell him, no matter what he couldn't say who did it
Couldn't tell him what had happened that day. Because he knew, by the way the other was reacting by the bare now - he wouldn't be able to hold himself back if he knew. What happened that day. Because even he, couldn't - wanted to understand what happened
And what he found himself not able to forget. No matter how much he tried to erase the single memories of that day. Trapped shut in his mind, because as long as he can't form words. They will always stay there
When nothing seemed to come out of Taehyung, Jungkooks ability to keep his anger in only grew limited.
His steps backing up against the silence before he turned around, knuckles tightening further against his skin as his face only hardened.
Taehyungs eyes immediately widening when he watched the other start to walk away, his feet fastening against his steps as he didn't waste time to hurry after Jungkook
To stop him.
As his arms immediately trapped themselves around the other's hard middle, his face hitting his back as Jungkook abruptly stopped on his steps.
When he felt the other's body closed touch to his from behind, his head pushed against his shirt.
The tears slowly dwelled up in his light eyes, as he only clutched his hands grip tighter against his shirt when Jungkook kept wanting to walk away
To find out who did it.
"Let go Taehyung"
Taehyung only shaked his head, his forehead moving against Jungkook's back, kept doing as he couldn't. Couldn't say no, couldn't tell him to not go. And to not do anything stupid.
Couldn't tell him he would be fine. As long as he stays here.
Jungkook is silent for a moment, body getting tenser by the moment.
And the dark haired slowly unclenched his fists, when he felt the wetness against his shirt. Tears trading down the other's warm cheeks.
Holding tightly on even when he felt Jungkooks hardened body loosen.
And for a minute he forgot about trying to find whoever Taehyung was talking about. The bare thought only making his gaze more dangerous.
Jungkook's muscles tense before adjusting his position and for a second Taehyung thinks that Jungkook is getting to leave, but then Jungkook turns around, so they're facing each other
And before he could let out a breath, a relief he felt his body tense up when he was suddenly pulled into the other's body, Jungkooks hands trading around his waist, clenched around the small of his middle as he backed them up, until Taehyung could feel his freezed body hit the hardened wall
The dark harieds head hitting his shoulders, breath against his skin.
"You better not fucking let go"
Jungkook lowered out into the other's shoulders, his voice hard from the anger he tried to hold in. Tried to keep in as he gripped tighter into Taehyungs body.
The warmness calming his nerves down as Taehyung slowly let his arms hold around the dark haired, the end of his fingers clutching against his shirt.
"If you do, I don't think I will be able to stop"
Jungkook told out, his lowered voice so close to his ears as his grip around his torso only tightened, body pressed further until he could feel the wall just as close as the older's body.
And he only held tighter around Jungkook, because if he knew that this was all it took for Jungkook to stay. And not to try and to do anything about what he told him. And for it to make him stay right here, he couldn't help nod against the warmness of his chest, feeling how Jungkooks tightened knuckles only tried to hold tighter
The words on his notebook still staying on his mind.
And Taehyung felt like for that moment, in this single moment he could feel the other's body so close. His breath and voice so near his own.
It felt like the years had slowly turned back.
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CIGS & TATTS | KOOKV
Fanfiction[JJK x KTH] Taehyung and Jungkook used to be best friends since their childhood. But one day when they grew older Jungkook started to turn into the popular kids, started to become one of the cool kids, and turned to those cigarettes and tattoos. But...
