"I love you, Koo hyung"Taehyung confessed,his words hanging in the air like a fragile promise.
Caught off guard,Jungkook's mind raced, grappling with the stark reality."But you are seventeen and I'm twenty-seven.do you know what that means?"he prote...
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Jungkook was breathing heavily under Taehyung until the man finished with him. His whole body was covered with Taehyung's marks, yet the man wasn't satisfied, still sucking on Jungkook's neck while lying on top of him. His dick remained deep inside Jungkook's hole, having thoroughly ruined him.
It was almost midnight now. They had returned in the evening, and since then, they had been wrapped around each other like a second skin.
As a moment of silence settled between them, Taehyung slowly lifted his head from Jungkook's neck and looked at the man who had his eyes closed, close to sleep. The slight irregularity in Jungkook's breath made Taehyung realize he was still awake.
Taehyung moved a bit, then gently kissed Jungkook on the cheeks, then the lips, and finally the eyes. Softly, he mumbled, "I'm sorry."
Jungkook slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man above him. Taehyung continued, "I'm sorry for calling you all those names earlier. You are anything but those. You waited for me for eight years... even when we weren't even committed, you waited for an eighteen-year-old teenager with mental problems to come back. I can't be more grateful, Rose. I'm sorry I'm still not everything you deserve. Even if I try a thousand times, I fall back into the same patterns, just like today. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I hurt you so much today."
"Will you... Will you always treat me like you did earlier? Will you make me beg for love again? Like him?" Jungkook asked, his head still hurting, his voice small and scared.
Taehyung's eyes widened slightly as he realized the depth of the wound he had inflicted tonight. "No, no, baby! Fuck, never, baby!" he said hurriedly, pulling out of Jungkook and sitting up.
He gently pulled Jungkook up, handling him as if he were made of glass. Holding Jungkook as tenderly as he could, Taehyung cupped his cheek in one hand. "No, baby, I'm... I'm ashamed. Please, you should never have to beg for my love! It's all yours... Gosh, I'm so, so sorry. I'm sorry I pushed you to the point where you're thinking like this. Never, baby... You don't have to beg for anything while I'm here."
He kissed Jungkook's entire face, overwhelmed with remorse. Taehyung was furious with himself. This was why he didn't want Jungkook around when his mind was messed up. But he had let him in, and now he had hurt his Rose, made him think that he would be just like Hyunjin and make him beg for love. Taehyung could never... but he did tonight. He did tonight.
Now that Taehyung's anger had lifted, he could see the full extent of the hurt he had caused Jungkook. The realization hit him hard how much his harsh words had wounded his love. He took a deep breath, feeling a mix of regret and sorrow wash over him.
"Baby, I'm so sorry," Taehyung whispered, his voice trembling. "I can see now how much I hurt you. The things I said... they were wrong. You don't deserve any of that."
