Help Me Touch You || Vkook ff

Chapter 88

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Jungkook rushed after Taehyung without a second thought.

"Taehyung! Taehyung come on. Here me out! Please! Don't run away from this! Don't give up on the progress that we're making please!"

"No Jungkook. Absolutely not. You don't understand how this feels for me! You have to leave. Scratch that, I have to leave! I need some air. I can't be here right now. Where did I put my keys?"

Taehyung rambled on in utter confusion as he felt like he had been mocked for a long time. He kept murmuring and muttering about finding his keys as he searched for them, the need to remove himself from the current situation he was in getting more and more urgent. In his worry and panic, Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's arm in an attempt to keep the man in that space of change. "Taehyung please stay. Just stay and hear me out. Give me a chance to show you the possibilities ahead." This could be a turning point for Taehyung, and Jungkook felt as though it was his responsibility to make it is a good one. After all, the thing that happened happened because of him. Once again, V made rash decisions because of him and he will not leave Jungkook to suffer the consequences; at lease not alone and not to the point of irreversible damage.

What Jungkook did not expect was for Taehyung to react to it the way he did. His reaction or the lack of one was the parachute in this falling airplane. All Taehyung did was shove the man's arm off of him and continue screaming and making his case as to why this whole thing needs to come to a halt for the time being.

"See, here's what you're not understanding Jungkook. I've lived a mess of a life as long as I can remember. Yet I've grown to accept it. There is a set of problems I have that come with my condition. But I've lived through them, I've known them, and I've learned to accept and adapt and I was doing just fine. It might not have been ideal, but I managed. Yes, we've made progress but at what cost? Now I don't know what to expect. I don't know what could happen next. I mean damn Jungkook. Put yourself in my shoes. Imagine one day knowing you are in control of yourself and the next finding out something can drive your body while you are forced to stand by and watch while he wrecks you life in front of your eyes. You might see the two steps forward but I'm seeing the eight steps back. I need the little stability that I've had back Jungkook. I can't do this. I'm too scared. I can't be the playground for the love game V is trying to pay with you."

"Taehyung, two steps forward? Eight steps back? No my man, you're not seeing the important bits. Do you realize what just happened? I was grabbing you. I had your arm Taehyung and all you did was push it away in anger. And that's another thing. When have you ever shown anger? When have you shown any type of intense emotion other tan panic and fear? Please open your eyes to the many many steps you've taken ahead on your journey to true stability. Recognize your efforts and successes, I beg you. I can't let you leave Taehyung. I just can't let you go back like this and discard you and your little victories. I can't explain it to you. You have no idea how much responsibility I feel I carry towards you. I don't understand it myself either. But it's instinct and it was there before any love game you think is taking place. So I'm asking you as someone who cares for you very deeply, stay. Stay and talk it out with me."

Taehyung fell into a silence, a silence of the physical nature, not mental. Jungkook could see how deep in thought the beautifully complicated man in front of him actually was.

Was Jungkook right? Of course he was. When was Jungkook not right? He'd helped him so much, changed him so much; dare he say for the better. He was warned, he knew that this whole thing had to get worse before it got any better. But he could see the potential. He always could when it was Jungkook that was pointing the way. When had he ever expressed his feelings this intensely before? He couldn't remember. Not to mention the touching. Was he cured? He clearly did remember pushing Jungkook's hand away in his anger. That was so... normal. He has never had normal. Could he have been cured of his fear of touch? He didn't know. But he did know he only was courageous enough to find out if he had Jungkook there with him. He also thought about the words he heard only a few moments ago, about how Jungkook felt responsible for him. And that brought up a memory, a recent one, one he shared with little Taetae.

"Jungkook. Give me a minute. I'll be back."

As he was on his course to his bedroom, he heard those words again.

"Taehyung please don't go."

"I'm not leaving I promise. I just need a few minutes to myself in my bedroom. Is that okay?"

Jungkook released a sigh of relief. All that stress that was getting built up slowly deflating and making room for his lungs to function comfortably again.

"Okay. Okay, that your time in that case. I'll be waiting right here. Come back when you're ready."

Taehyung nodded and quickly went inside. What Jungkook did not know was that Taehyung did not need time for himself. He needed it for a private conversation he had to have with Taetae; a conversation that involved Jungkook.

As soon as he was hiding behind the safety and privacy of his bedroom door, Taehyung spoke seven very consequential words.

"Taetae, come out. We need to talk."