CRY FOR ME

CHAPTER:6 His love for me is immortal.

Last night, Taehyung had a dream, it was another happy dream yet it made him feel uneasy, sad and particularly something he shouldn't be feeling, something he can't explain in words.... resentment towards his own self, grief of his dull present, jealousy by his past, uncertainty running certainty in the path of his future?

What is Taehyung feeling? How would he describe it as?

It was him, in the dream. He was happy, but now he thinks looking at his disheveled self, was it really him? The more he wonders, the more he gets trapped in his thoughts. A broken polished glass never shines better than the whole raw diamond. Thus he knows who is real and who is not.

He remembers the time this was after he finally moved in with Jungkook. This happened on the first night he spent in this penthouse. Jungkook was so happy that he was finally living with Taehyung. Jungkook wanted to show every star to him, and wanted to even bring the moon to him. Jungkook wanted to simply savor the sweetness he was going to get every day after this.

Jungkook that day told him, he loved him.

Jungkook that day made him feel like he loved him.

Jungkook that day showed him that he was in love with him.

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(THE NEXT MORNING)

Taehyung wskes up to yet another nightmare.

"h-hyung." Jungkook's voice calls for him, a slight guilt is running in the voice. It is evident through the nervous gaze of the latter too. Jungkook is wearing a white shirt and black formal pants with a checked white and black scarf around his neck in the shape of a flower.

Taehyung is sitting on the edge of the bed, with messy hair and disheveled t-shirt, covered in baby blue sheets which smells like Jungkook, alluring roses, that's Jungkook's favorite perfume. He doesn't know why they sleep on the same bed for almost the same time but why this bed only smells like Jungkook.

"I am s-sor-ry, " Jungkook's voice cracking with each vowel he pronounced out, "I am s-sor-ry h-hyung" he repeats the same words, as if repeating it will change anything but those words were difficult to understand to the latter who just woke up.

Jungkook waits for Taehyung to say something or to just show any type of emotions but Taehyung didn't so he dropped to his knees, gently taking the latter's hands in his, "Hyungie" he calls out, "I am really sorry."

A silence spreads around both, covering them in an uncomfortable bubble, as Jungkook continues to caress Taehyung's hands with his. An action Jungkook is really fond of doing when he apologizes or when he knows he messed up really badly.

"Hyung i was-" Jungkook tried to explain.

"It's okay," Taehyung says as he stops Jungkook from stroking his hands further and looks into the latter's eyes with so much softness, "I understand," he smiled reassuringly.

"Thank you Hyung" Jungkook gleams in a smile and hug Taehyung, he couldn't be happier that his boyfriend understands his actions.

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(FLASHBACK: THE FIRST TIME)

They say it's the first blow which decides how the glass will break.

"I am s-sor-ry h-hyung." Jungkook apologised, his voice cracked with each vowel he pronounced out, but those incoherent words were more incoherent and difficult to understand to the latter sitting on the couch.

That man was too oblivious of the effort Jungkook was putting in. He was too deep into his own thoughts. But Jungkook didn't stop, he kept on saying things, he kept on explaining. More words rolled out as he explained his boyfriend the situation.

But his boyfriend doesn't understand anything. A blank face, confused as if he lost his senses to hear and speak, as if he lost his sense to even understand what the latter was even speaking. He kept on edgily staring Jungkook with a disordered look and a sombered expression.

The scene was almost comical. Taehyung was the one of those few people who had been blessed with the ability of imagining but this was something even with his immoral imagination it was something Taehyung could never imagine, something he couldn't even think of even in his wildest dreams.

To put it into words would be just hilarious but yet he felt like crying, begging, shouting and asking him what he did wrong? Where did he go wrong? Why? Actions have consequences and Taehyung is facing them right now but which actions of his took them to face these kinds of consequences.

He doesn't understand any of it.

Jungkook was on his knees shivering, begging and sitting in front of Taehyung who was sitting on the couch. Jungkook was saying something which his ears couldn't decipher.

Taehyung was sitting still as he just stared. A little drop of tear escaped his eyes. It was just a single tear, lone but it hurt Taehyung even more than the times he sits and cries for hours for no reason. It hurted him.

He didn't say anything, moreover he couldn't say anything. He could only stare, stare how delicate they have become.

"Love, please don't leave me." Jungkook pleaded as he hesitantly held Taehyung's hands in his own, shaking ever so softly and lightly barely putting any pressure. So delicately, his eyes roared down. His eyes were red.

"Please" his voice sounds sore and Jungkook looks so worn out. His eyes were red and prominently covered in dark circles.

Taehyung altered his view towards the window, he could see how furiously the wind was blowing, at these times he really liked to stroll mindlessly. By the window there was one plant, dried and dead. All the leaves had been slowly fallen except the one who was still hanging by the little support on the dried plant. A single leaf on the dried plant.

He moved his gaze back and gulped, trying to say something, "Please my love don't leave me. I love you." Jungkook made the last fragile attempt to convince his love.

He couldn't speak now, his ears heard those words which held his throat down, as the words in his mind erased before it complied, I love you Taehyung. Jungkook still loves him, so he couldn't say anything to the only person who loved him. It's just a one time thing.

" please don't leave me." Jungkook

FLASHBACK ENDS

"Ummm, I have to go to the office, hyung" Jungkook hands grips Taehyung from the sides, gripping tighter on Taehyung's waist.

" Wait for me and miss me a lot okay?" Jungkook said, breaking Taehyung from his little bubble as Jungkook releases Taehyung from the hug to go to work.

The fate of broken glass is decided by the little crack.

That day neither his heart broke nor his heart scattered, it simply cracked a little, writing the fate of how he will break.

"I love you hyung"Jungkook said.

Taehyung knows Jungkook loved him, he knew it by his whole heart that Jungkook loved him with all his might.

Jungkook's love for him is immortal but he also knows Jungkook's love for him is immoral too. 

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Hii,
I don't know what they say about glass or diamond, i was just trying to poetic.

daze<3