Sunrise With You | Taekook

Chapter 11

Taehyung P.O.V.

I was looking for the paper around the table as Jungkook went under it. I was sure it was here.
"Hyung! I found it!" Jungkook said from where he was. I let out a sigh in relief. I knew it. With a small smile, I waited for Jungkook to get out from under the table when Namjoon stood up calling for Jin. I looked at him for a moment. He glanced at Namjoon for a couple of seconds and then left the room. I knew he wasn't acting as usual and I was about to go after him when I realized Jungkook had screamed in pain from his spot. Namjoon was now apologizing to him before leaving in a rush. I went under the table to where Jungkook was holding one of his hands on his chest and with the other at the back of his head. The poor boy had bad luck today. I suppressed a smile at the cute view in front of me and crawled all my way until we were close. Our bodies were almost touching. Without thinking anything, I put my hand on the spot where he had bumped his head and caressed it softly.
"Are you okay Kook-ah? Does it hurt?" I asked, looking at his now open eyes. He nodded but I could still see he was in pain, so I reached carefully for his other hand and brought it near to me, blowing air to ease the sting. I looked at him and realized he had closed his eyes. His nose and eyebrows scrunched as if they were reacting to the touch of my thumb over the scratched skin. I hadn't realized how closed we were until he opened his eyes again. There wasn't a single noise in the room although Yoongi and Hoseok were still there.
Jungkook's eyes on the lower part of my face, as if he was inspecting it. I felt my heart jump and almost fall out of my chest. We were close. Like close, close. My mind was driving away with the thought of being even closer to him, of feeling him.. of having him. My train of thought was cut off by a nervous Jungkook. He moved away from my touch, as if the fact of being this close to me disgusted him.
My eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke.
"I-.. I'm ok-okay hyung. Thanks." he stuttered, crawling out from under the table without even sparing me one last glance. That much did he dislike being close to me?

With that thought coming back and forth in my head, I took my paper and came out from under the table as well, just to find the three boys falling in an uncomfortable silence. I put the document on the table as Namjoon's voice could be heard from here. And I remembered Jin. He had stormed out of the room and I knew something was off. I left the VIP room without other words and went to where Namjoon was knocking like crazy at the door of the backroom. His eyes were desperate and his voice breaking as he called for who I knew was Jin at the other side.
I touched his shoulder softly to make him look at me.
"Hyung.." I started to say when he cut me off. His eyes watering when he spoke again. Jungkook, Yoongi and Hoseok were now close to where we were, giving us space.
"No" he said, looking me in the eyes. "I'm not leaving until I talk to him". His voice low and breaking at the last word. I pressed a bit more my hold on his shoulder.
"Hyung, trust me. I know him. He won't open the door for you right now. It's better if you just go". I tried to sound firm as I spoke. He just looked at me, his hands weren't bumping against the wood anymore, instead they were just hanging at both sides of his body making a fist. I felt bad for him. I didn't know exactly what was going on although I could tell given the situation. And if Namjoon was like this out here, I couldn't imagine Jin on the other side. Crying could be heard through the door and my heart broke in two. I needed to be with him, and for that I needed Namjoon and the others to leave. I turned to Jungkook and I didn't need to utter a word for him to understand what I was thinking. He just stepped closer to us slowly, as if he was approaching a hurt animal, until he was beside his friend. I relieved my hold from the older's shoulder and Jungkook put him in his embrace, giving him a side hug.
"Hyung, let's go home. You'll talk another day, okay?" His voice was soothing as he caressed his friends back, trying to calm him down. Namjoon just nodded in defeat and all of them made their way out of the hallway and the shop in silence. Jungkook looked at me one last time before disappearing through the corner. Both Yoongi and Hoseok were trying to calm their friend on their way out.
I didn't waste a second before knocking on the door softly.
"Hyung" I said standing in front of the door. I heard bustle on the other side for a couple of seconds before the door opened, revealing a shitted Jin on the floor. His eyes red and swollen from crying, his lips trembling as he looked at me from where he was seated. His knees on his chest and his hands embracing his body as if he didn't do that he would just tear apart.
"Hyung.." was all I could say at the sight in front of me. I entered the room and closed the door behind me. I kneeled down and took my best friend's face in my hands.
"Hyung, it's okay. He's gone" I said in a whisper with my thumbs cleaning the tears from his face. And like that, he just became a bunch of cries and sobs. His breathing was irregular, as if he couldn't find a way to take air into his lungs. I came as close as I could and held him in my chest. His crying was loud and painful, like if his emotions were being carried out of his body through it. I hold him in my embrace so hard that my arms were sore, but I didn't give a fuck. I didn't realize I was crying too until a tear fell in my hand. It hurt more than when I broke my leg in 4th grade. I had never seen him like this before, and I had known him for a long time. He was trembling and holding the fabric of my shirt with all his strength, his hand in a fist.
"Tae.." he cried out against my chest.
"Shh, I got you hyung. I'm here for you. I got you" I shushed him as I hugged him even harder.
"It- it- hurts" he uttered between sobs. I caressed his hair and drew circles in his back, trying to comfort him.
"I know" was all I could say. And I knew, although I had never experienced something like he was at that moment, I could feel each inch of his pain inside me.