𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐯𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

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"where's tae?" seokjin asked the moment he reached home. he was sitting beside yoongi who was on his phone. yoongi closed his phone when seokjin peeked over shoulder into his phone.

"he fell asleep an hour ago. he was crying in the art room for the whole day. he messed up everything in there. then, he fell unconscious. when he woke up again, he didn't say anything. he just kept quiet the whole time when we fed him and put him to sleep."

"his condition seems bad. do you think we should look for a therapist or something?"

"no, he's alright." yoongi shook his head as he poured seokjin a glass of cold water. he passed the glass to him. "only for a week or two, he'll be depressed. but he'll get better."

"how do you know?"

"when he left after she died, we, me and hoseok, called him everyday. i noticed how he felt better day by day. a day passed and he was crying all day. a week passed, he told me he still got nightmares at night. a month passed and he was starting to accept the fact that his girlfriend was safe up there."

"what happened then?"

"then, he got to know his girlfriend was pregnant." he sighed. "none of us knew. but one night, he came to our house at nearly 3, banging on our door like crazy. he was crying and he kept repeating 'no, no, no' all over." he gulped lightly. "then a few days later, he told us about this. said he found this from a friend of hers. they're still in touch."

"did he have a similiar breakdown?" seokjin asked.

"kind of. he kept crying about his girlfriend and the baby inside her. said he wanted to die so that he could meet her."

"that's bad." seokjin huffed, leaning back. "you cried today." he said, wrapping an arm around yoongi's shoulder. he leaned his head against the shorter male as they rested against the backrest.

"even you did." yoongi whispered. "just not in front of me."

"do you have to?" seokjin groaned.

"come on, we both know how you feel about crying in front of others. i'm no different. we're on the same boat."

"whatever. come on, let's sleep." seokjin said. "let's rest, yeah? we're both tired."

"aren't you hungry?"

"no, let's go." seokjin grabbed him by his arm and they passed the guest room. seokjin glanced inside to see taehyung and hoseok cuddling under the covers, sleeping peacefully, taehyung's wrist wrapped with bandage.

he led yoongi to their bedroom and walked into the closet. he changed his clothes into some more comfy ones before jumping on the bed beside yoongi.

yoongi threw his arm around seokjin's neck while seokjin flung his hand over his waist, hugging the younger close to him.

"what's wrong with you?" yoongi asked. "you're suddenly being touchy."

"i missed you. we rarely hug and have some quality time together." seokjin said. "come on, don't you miss my handsome face too?"

"no, i don't." yoongi scrunched his nose up when seokjin slapped his bum.

"ouch, hyung." he teased. "that hurt."

"ew stop with that. just call me jin or whatever. hyung doesn't suit when you say it." his voice was low, barely above a whisper.

they were just whispering, teasing each other and talking about their past and future as they lay here in the present, with no worries around their minds.

"god, i love this." seokjin suddenly said. he meant it. he loved to spend time with yoongi. "i hope we get more time like this."

"i'll kick hoseok out for a day." yoongi said, a playful smirk taking over his pale features.

"sounds like a plan." seokjin smirked back and they stared at each other for a minute before they burst into laughter, leaning over each other as they tried their best to be quiet.

"i'm excited." yoongi sighed. "paris."

•••

"paris!? a month?" jeongguk shouted loudly, sitting upright on the bed.

"i-i don't know how!" yugyeom reasoned over the phone. "lisa and jennie called me saying their friend gave them a lottery ticket! and the first price was a trip to paris for five! they won unexpectedly and they don't even have that many friends! their friend had to go to other state for business matters so she couldn't come."

"god, what were they even thinking?" Jeongguk sighed. "listen, if this is some kind of sick prank, i'll fucking kill you-"

"hey!" yugyeom shouted over the line. "I'm just as shocked, okay? we're coming over. lisa and jennie are on their way."

"o-okay fine! you better hurry up." jeongguk released a harsh breat as he hung up, gripping his hair. "they're probably joking." he muttered, laying back down on his bed as he looked up at the ceiling, grasping the bedsheets in his hands. "i don't want to go there." he closed his eyes, going back the lump that was staying to form in his throat. "it's a prank." he reassured himself, taking in another deep breath. sighing to himself, he tried to his side, squeezing his eyes shut. "i'm not going to paris. it's a prank."

his breathing was getting slower with each passing second and he felt like he was going to faint any second now. just then, the doorbell rang. jeongguk gulped.

he made his way to the door and swung it open, stilling as he saw yugyeom, bambam, lisa and jennie standing there with guilty looks on their face.

jeongguk stumbled back, gripping onto his head as he leaned on the couch.

"jeongguk!" lisa gasped, reaching forward to hold him up. "wait, hold on." she sat him down on the couch, rubbing his sweaty back. "calm down." she soothed, watching bambam lock the door and yugyeom getting some water for jeongguk. jennie was watching, completely perplexed. she looked at lisa with questioning eyes but lisa just sighed, looking down at jeongguk. she hugged him and his forehead rested against her stomach, his strong arms wrapping around her waist as his lips quivered. he shook his head when yugyeom tried to give him water.

"it's been two years, gguk." lisa sighed. "let's move on, you can be like this forever."

jeongguk exhaled sharply and closed his eyes shut, shaking his head. "no, not paris.." he whimpered out, "please... we'll die, she died-" he requested but was cut off. lisa shushed him, shaking her head.

"we're gonna be okay."

lisa sighed and hugged him tighter, uncaring about his sweaty skin. she rested her chin on top of his head, closing her eyes. yugyeom, bambam and jennie could only watch, not knowing how to comfort their friend, since no one except lisa knew about jeongguk's past.