Jeon Jungkook was off limits. Everyone knew that. The football team,the teachers and hell even Jungkook knew that. But the one thing he didn't know was why. He didn't know why everyone avoided him like he had some sort of disease. Jeon Jungkook was...
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Jungkook dashed in the front door, and pushed it closed behind him. His cheeks were a little pink, but he was glad he'd stood his ground with Taehyung. Confidence was an ever fleeting venture, but when he could he liked to grasp it. Jungkook exhaled as he leaned against the door. He wasn't out super late, but the sky was dark outside the door, and all of the Lights were off.
"Who was that?" A voice called from the Living room, He stepped out of the entry way until he could see a single Lamp with his brother sitting under it.
"Shit" Jungkook muttered, That evening he had been supposed to leave school so he could spend time with his brother on his birthday.
"Waited for you for hours so I think I have a right to know."
"It was nobody."
"It didn't look like nobody." Yugyeom tilted his head to the side. From his closer position Jungkook smell the scent of Alcohol in the air. The more his eyes adjusted he could even make out bottles surrounding his brother, "In fact it looked just like Kim Taehyung." Jungkook's breath hitched in his throat, "Now what would you be doing with Kim Taehyung after I told you to stay away from him? Why would you be standing me up to spend time with him." He spat the last part.
"Yugie I.."
"Save it. I told you to come right home." Yugyeom face was blank but his eyes were formidable.
"I got distracted... I"
"Got distracted? Like a scatterbrained asshole. Do you know what I do for you, and you're just on ungrateful little prick." Yugyeom whispered.
"No.. I'm very grateful for everything that you do for me."
"No you're fucking not. You're just a spoiled little brat. I'm going to bed. Don't bother me." Yugyeom stormed out of the room so Jungkook wouldn't see his eyes well up. He didn't want to say anything else he'd regret the next morning, especially not when he was drunk. He and kook had fights before, and Yugyeom would always come back with his tail between his legs, but they Yugyeom had never been drunk when it happened before. He was sure Jungkook was still in the living room crying, and he tried to stop himself from caring, but he did. He cared a hell of a lot more than he'd ever admit. Yugyeom never Liked when Jungkook had friends. He wanted kook's full and complete attention. No he needed Jungkook's full attention to make up for the lack of attention he got as a child. That made him feel selfish, that he traded Jungkook's happiness for his own, but he hoped there could come a time when he could make Jungkook happy. He didn't want jungkook to need others. He just wanted to be enough.
Taehyung was a new name bouncing around Yugyeom's head, and with a new name came a new insecurity. Who was this boy? Was he dangerous? Would he hurt Jungkook? Why did Jungkook blush when he talked about him? Of course when kook didn't come home Yugyeom's mind buried itself further, and the alcohol tainted the thoughts to- What if Jungkook is with him? What if kook chooses him over me? Does Jungkook Like him better than me? What if Jungkook doesn't need me anymore, Yugyeom's brain was a war zone, brain cells falling Like soldiers in the no mans Land that made up his consciousness. He knew he was unhealthy, and getting drunk wasn't helping that, but Yugyeom's father left him because he wasn't good enough, what if Jungkook came to the same conclusion? Yugyeom had just about thrown his life away, so he really had nothing left now.
.......
Jungkook sat on the couch for what felt Like hours, until his tears carried him off to sleep. He felt horrible for having forgotten about his day with his yugie, and now they'd never get to have it. Yugyeom had good days and bad days, and he was fairly certain he'd just set off a string of terrible ones. The next morning he woke up to smell of eggs cooking on the stove. He wandered into the kitchen where Yugyeom stood with a pan making two omelets.
"Hey kookie." Yugyeom smiled.
"Hi?" Jungkook asked. He felt as if he had just entered into the matrix.
"I made you breakfast." Yugyeom grinned and handed Jungkook a full plate.
"Thank you." Kook replied. His brain was still in fight mode, and it was weird to be around Yugyeom when he was like this,
"Could we talk?" Yugyeom asked after they had finished eating.
"Sure," Jungkook answered, and Yugyeom led him over to the couch where they sat down next to each other.
"I wanted to apologize for last night." Yugyeom's smile faded and his eyes grew somber, "I was in a bad place, and I took it out on you, and that wasn't cool." Yugyeom wrapped his arm Loosely around Jungkook, "I'm just stressed with everything, and I really want the best for you."
"It's alright. You can vent to me whenever if you need to."
"Sure." Yugyeom Lied. He couldn't imagine the thought of plaguing Jungkook with his problems, and was certain he'd never take his brother up on the offer. "Sometimes I just feel like you're replacing me with them..."
"I could never replace you yugie." Jungkook grinned, and instead of responding Yugyeom just affectionately rubbed his hair.
