Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung had been best friends since diapers. But the turn of events had drifted them apart.
Three years later, they meet again.
Kim Taehyung is back for good, with a band, stealing the limelight from the most envied group of f...
part 5 : Heartache subtle hints in here. watch out ;)
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"Take a picture, lasts longer."
Eyes wide, body frozen. Jungkook tried to tame his feet to back and move, do something. Just create a decent space between them. It was overwhelming this way.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" Taehyung smiled, deeming a sense of mockery. "Why don't I do it? Jackpot, hm?"
Jungkook finally managed to move a limb, stepping back when the other snatched his phone. "Give it back,Tae—"
"Bup bup," index finger hovering his lips, the taller boy towered over Jungkook's cowering body. "It's Taehyung. Not everyone can call me Tae."
Something about his quirking eyebrow went right through Jungkook. He does it whenever he's annoyed. "I'm sorry." Woe shadowed over him. Unable to meet his old friend's sharp gaze, Jungkook simply mumbled with his head hung low. "Can I please, have my phone back?"
Without those broad framed spectacles, Taehyung had an awfully piercing stare. Seductive, if not for the given situation. Thus, those glasses from the past had been well appreciated by the smaller male.
"Tch, just how annoying can you be? Anyways, didn't you want a picture of me?" Accusation dripped off his tongue. Such malice. Jungkook was not used to Taehyung speaking to him this way.
After the fall out he had not heard a word from Taehyung and by the time he left school, there was not one trace of 'Tae bear' in school nor on anyone's tongue. It appeared as though he never existed.
Three years later, here he was again. In front of Jungkook, in flesh. Vile reared in heart, Taehyung succumbed a major change.
His outer apparition and his persona. Built like those models on Weekly cover page. Baby fat slashed off the facials. Intimidating as he was before, the intensity grew heavier on him. It made Jungkook wish he hadn't spoken to him at all.
It just hurt so much.
"No! Wh- I was just passing by!"
"Oh really? With your phone held out like that. Who do you think you're fooling, Jungkook?" Taehyung seethed through his gritted teeth. "I hate liars." Tightening his grip around the device, he thumped on the bench, pulling Jungkook with him.
Was I really taking a picture? I didn't even realise . . .
Settled on his lap, Jungkook tried to get up. "Sit still. Want a picture? Let's take one together." Taehyung stretched his hand out, selfie camera facing the two. "For old times' sake, eh?" Hearing those words being whispered into his ears with utter despise, Jungkook felt his chest tighten and his cheeks burn.
A message popped up on the screen and even the bitter smile on Taehyung's face disappeared. 'Kookie, I'm glad you made a choice' — the message being from Rosa. This was it. The garden of their friendship that stood strewn between them.
After getting a click to celebrate their standard relationship, Taehyung pushed him off of him real quick. "Must be good being the baddie in someone else's story, isn't it?" Jungkook stared back at him. It was a look of despair and disdain rippling across his smile.
"Whoring around must be nice."
That was the last straw. Unable to hold it in anymore, Jungkook sprinted to the nearest washroom. Hot tears ran down his cold cheeks. He was cold. So cold. Not an ounce of warmth left in him and Jungkook had no one but himself to blame.
Curling his knees into his chest, he scratched his knees. He hated me all this time. He hates me. He hates me . . .
"Kookie? Kookie? I saw rushing in. Are you alright?"
His tiny ray of hope was lost when he heard the voice. What was he expecting? For Taehyung to show up? After all that he said, after all Jungkook had done to him? Stupid. He must be stupid to even think that.
"Ye, yeah, yes I'm fine Rosa." Jungkook informed weakly. "Just got something in my eye. It's burning . . . a lot." He bit his lips, letting the last of his tears flow.
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"Wow you're one shit of an ass, Tae." Jimin rolled his eyes. "Hoseok, I told him about those idiot bunch of girls plotting against him and you know what he did? Charged right in." Hoseok chuckled at the familiar behaviour he had come across one too many times.
"Such a sadist." Jimin grumbled, untying the bandana around his neck. "At least, let me lay out everything. If you get into trouble this time and get yourself rusticated, I swear —"
"That was the first and last time, ok?!"
Taehyung breathed angry puffs of air, avoiding the constant stares from his friends. "How was I supposed to react when I knew that guy was cheating on his girlfriend and that poor girl didn't even know?"
"So? You'll jump him? And if you did not know that was the administrator's son."
"Doesn't mean he can do whatever."
"I second," Hoseok muttered warily, aware of the glare burning holes in him. "Hey, everything has a good reason. See? The environment here is so calm — wait, no. I mean, Tae gets to teach Jungkook a lesson. Heh, something isn't adding right about this . . . Tae can wo—"
"Hoseok please just, stop talking." The bassist tried not roll his eyes again though failing miserably. "You're such a clown."
Taehyung raised one of his eyebrow with his lips pursed in a mocking manner. "And you're not?"
🎸
Chuckles reverberated in the room. Sparkly drinks and punches laid on the table, along with snacks of all sorts. But none cheered Jungkook from within. His heart ached.
"I told y'all that day Tae bear's gay. Kookie was on that fatso's freaking lap, like how much did it take?" Rosa said, enthralled. "You're in for so much more, Kookie. OMG!" The other girls cheered for him too. "Our Kookie's such a people person!" She said in an affected drawl.
"Boys are all the same." Lia groaned. Bringing up a glass to her lips, she commented. "Only after skinships, ugh. Don't you think so?"
That ought to snap Jungkook out of his varying thoughts. "Uh, yeah." He took a glass of his own staring intently at it. "If he takes me for a slut, a slut he'll get."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa there." Rosa chuckled, awkwardly sharing looks among the three girls. "You don't have to be so . . . y'know, sour about it. He'd buzz around you even if you just give him some of your attention. It's Tae bear we're talking about."
Devoid of emotions, Jungkook smiled again. "You're right."
"Anyways, how's Miss Jeon?"
"Just fine, she's downstairs." Talking about all worldly affairs, the girls spent the night at Jungkook's place. Awaiting a new day with new motives.
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I didn't like this chapter, lol. Two more shit chapters I guess then we'll be set for some good shit *wink wink*
