Red Lips Always Lie vol.3 [Bts fanfiction]

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Yoongi's P.o.v:

          After taking a sip from the beer I was holding, I distanced the bottle from my mouth, even though my throat was yearning for another sip. I quit drinking a few centuries ago, but my body suddenly remembered the taste of alcohol these past few weeks and it was asking for more. I wasn't going to do it, however. I wasn't going to drink anymore tonight. Not when it had no effect on me. No matter how much I drank, something seemed to block the air in my throat. I was worried for my brother, but at the same time, I had a feeling that this discussion was only going to cause problems. However, I left all my concerns aside and offered my attention to Jungkook again. He looked like a mess. With bloodshot eyes and dark circles underneath, chapped lips and tangled hair. A perfect reflection of his broken self. It was so hard to see him like this. That's why I had to help him. I had to reach my hand out for him and allow him to take it. He was in a dark place. When he was all by himself, he was lost. I've been there before. But there was nobody back then to show me that there existed light too. I was sure that it was someone else's job to pull Jungkook out of the hollow he fell into, but I was trying my best to help him not fall further. It was a bottomless pit. I was supposed to hold him. If only I could.

Yoongi: Tell me. *I sighed out and leaned on the back of the kitchen chair* Is there something that I can do to help you?
Jungkook: *he shrugged before taking another sip from his bottle* Kill me. It would hurt less.
Taehyung: *clicking his tongue, he placed his hand on Jungkook's shoulder* Let's not go there. We have something to live for-
Jungkook: *he cut Taehyung's words by banging the alcohol bottle on the table* You! *he yelled, making Taehyung wince* You have something to live for! I have nothing. *he said in a shaky voice and hit his chest twice* Nothing but pain. Would you prefer to keep on living when the only memories you have would resume to nightmares? When you would receive only hatred and betrayal and nothing else from the one you once loved? You have no idea what pain means. *he spoke the last sentence through gritted teeth*
Yoongi: Jungkook, try to calm down.
Jungkook: *he chuckled with no trace of actual amusement* Calm down? Calm down, huh? How would you feel if your girlfriends were dead now?

          He asked with some sort of hatred in his voice and a low growl vibrated through my chest as a warning. I also noticed in the corner of my eye Taehyung clenching his jaw. Jungkook struck a nerve. I knew that this wasn't good. He was drunk. And he was in pain. And that combination is always lethal.

Jungkook: *he asked the question with no trace of compassion in his eyes* How would you feel if you wouldn't have been able to resurrect them?
Yoongi: *clenching my fingers around the bottle, I spoke through gritted teeth* You're crossing the line!
Jungkook: There doesn't exist a line! *he yelled, seemingly spitting out things from his chest that he hid until now* Oh, but wait, there exists one actually. One between me and the two of you. Because you are enjoying your lives with the ones you love while I suffer. While I can't remember anything about that woman I once cared about. *he scoffed and looked at me with the most contemptuous look in his eyes* Why did your sister kill them anyway?