Broken

Heartue~🥀

Wise Men say ,
Only fools rush in~

But I can't help ,
falling in love with you~~~

Like a river flows,
Surely into the sea.

Darling so it's
meant to be~~~

Take my hands ~
Take my whole life too~~

Cuz' I can't help,
Falling in love with you~~

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" I want....." Taehyung was about to speak but then he backed away rejecting his hold on younger and stood almost two foots away from him , snatching all the warmth and comfort he was feeling , feeding him cold and dry atmosphere.

" Jungkook--" 

" Dear! That's what you call me , you bastard! I refuse to listen or talk if you refer to me by my name again!! " Jungkook spoke angrily to elder who took a deep breath and nodded pressing his lips together in a thin line. " Fine. my...dear. " 

" Now, may I speak? " Taehyung asked and oddly he sounded taunting this time which was very different from all the time they were talking. 

" What do you think , that I want my dear?  " Taehyung asked sitting on the floor with his bleeding feet messing the ground.

Jungkook's eyes went down there and when he realized how much elder had been bleeding,  he went on his knees , their eyes coming to the same level but Jungkook was fast enough to look away before he grabbed the kit from the lounge and took Taehyung's foot in his lap.

At first he thought that elder might resist but he didn't,  rather he sat comfortably while gazing at younger who cleaned his wound.

Taehyung's foot was badly wounded. The glass pieces had gone deep inside his skin so Jungkook had to pick up a plucker from the kit to pull out pieces.

Taehyung stared at Jungkook without blinking or even moving his eyes and Jungkook could feel it.

That deep and nerve numbing gaze.

" Why do you keep cross questioning me? Are you afraid of something? " Jungkook frowned glancing at elder but then again looked down at the wound not able to match that intense gaze, at which he chuckled deeply throwing his head back swiftly with hands on the floor on either sides as he supported his entire body on his hands tilting back.

" Afraid ? It not me. Its you my dear. You are afraid. Afraid to even look in my eyes. " Jungkook's hand which was wiping Taehyung's feet with cotton, halted.

His lashes fluttered before he gazed up at elder and gulped hesitantly yet he tried not to show that Taehyung's words had effected him.

" I...I am not afraid. Why will I be? There is nothing to be afraid of. " Jungkook whispered,  chuckling a little to cool down the fire building up in his chest.

" Really? " Taehyung asked raising an eyebrow at which Jungkook nodded looking down , wrapping the bandage before tying a knot at the end.

" Done? " Taehyung asked.

" Done." Jungkook replied.

" Now scoot closer to me. " Taehyung whispered at which Jungkook frowned slightly.

" You trust me ? " elder questioned and somehow this question made Jungkook's heart flip thousands of folds. " Do it. My dear."

Jungkook did.

" Why are you not listening to your heart , my dear? " Taehyung mumbled,  sounding disappointed.

" I...I don't get it. What do you mean? " Jungkook asked standing from his place, and everyone knew that he was walking away.

Escaping.

From the discussion.
From the conversation.

From the truth.
From his heart.

He moved towards the seat in the side of the room and sat on it before tracing his hands on the chains around the chair which definitely explained that they were to be used for ligature.

" I am not running. Not at all. " He muttered lowly to himself firmly,  as if he was feeding this in his mind. Telling himself what he said was right and stern.

He felt elder walk to him with heavy steps and he looked on their feet when Taehyung stood very close to him , right in front.

He stared at their feet.

Wrapped in white bandage. Similar.

A weird feeling filled his heart and now he started to feel scared.

Maybe something was taking control over him.

Some words were now coming on his lips but he was ashamed to even collect them into a sentence in his mind.

Maybe he wanted Taehyung to sit.

On that chair , with him.

Maybe it was awfully vulgar and unacceptable for him what suddenly he had started to feel.

Maybe , he was getting annoyed of why Taehyung had removed his hold from Jungkook's waist and maybe he wanted Taehyung to do something.

Something that he might resist as a part of society but ultimately give in in the name of vulnerability and helplessness.

" Stop thinking,  my dear. " Taehyung sat on the chair. " Stop suffocating yourself,  my Jungkook. " He husked out , before shifting closer to younger who now had turned alarmed feeling their proximity.

This heart started to pound loudly.

Very loudly.

He could literally feel it throb in his ears with heat rising up his cheeks.

Taehyung sighed.  " You must not be scared if your heart tells you something to do, my sweet darling. "

His dark eyes looking deeply into those dark brown ones.

" Your eyes are beautiful Jungkook." Taehyung rasped.

" Thanks...." Jungkook spoke hesitantly, doubting the sudden change in atmosphere.

" Your lips are soft like petals." Taehyung  brushed his lips softly.

" O-oh...well-" Jungkook gulped.

" I want to kiss you." Taehyung hushed.

"........"