SHOOT YOUR SHOT ;; TAEKOOK

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Did Jungkook just say...?

The most awful?

He was grouping Taehyung along with the barely dressed gold–digger's from that site? But, really, he wasn't like them, was he? Was that Jungkook's impression of Taehyung? Was he 'tainted' as a result of his self-profiling on there?

If he's being completely honest, that made him feel... well, pardon his French, but that made him feel quite shit.

He'd stated it was the most awful. THE most awful.

Yes, 'shit' would probably be an apt description of his feelings.

Jungkook shifted his weight on the sofa, and he realised he couldn't look at him any longer.

Taehyung was mortified.

He was here as a result of a long-running joke between two grown men. Taehyung had come on behalf of their... office jollies.

Goodness Taehyung , you are a fool.

And there was Taehyung, thinking he could have just persuaded luck himself to join his team for a moment.

"Taehyung ?"

The brunette bit his lip painfully.

Why did this feel so bad?

Because you let yourself get your hopes up! Moron!

Was that all there was to it? Is it possible that this sudden, overwhelming disappointment he was experiencing was due to... hope? Taehyung wasn't used to it coming around very frequently, and he almost never allowed himself to hope.

Hope... it was a perilous emotion.

"Taehyung?"

Wasn't that the end of it? Taehyung had simply set his expectations too high. He'd gotten too far up in the air, only to tumble back down. It was... crushing.

"Jeon you're a damn idiot..." Jungkook muttered to himself, somewhere off to the side.

A whore and a fool? Turning out to be quite accomplished, are you not, Kim?

Oh shut up!

The foolish whore... that had a nice ring to it.

Jungkook shifted from his seat on the sofa and stood up, which he could see from the corners of his peripheral vision.

Jungkook had the foresight to avoid filth when he sees it!

The bottom lip of Taehyung trembled.

No.

No, he was not going to cry. Taehyung's mother's words floated to him, crying is for babies. He couldn't possibly be a baby. There were no tears to shed. Always act as if you're an adult.

Jungkook knelt in front of Taehyung and reached out to gently pull his chin back to face him. He kept his eyes downcast, as if something was 'wrong' with him.

Jungkook began softly, "Taehyung. Please accept my apologies. I didn't intend for it to come out the way it did. When I spoke, I wasn't referring to you."

He swallowed many times as he shook his head.

"It's all right, Jungkook." Taehyung gave him a little smile as he looked up. "Let's call a spade what it is: a spade, and a whore what it is: a whore. I see your point. Yes, I do. Those profiles... they don't exactly make a good first impression. I understand."