Truth Or Love || Taekook

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A/N - Whoa, whoa, whoa—if you’ve landed here without reading the other chapters, turn back now! —don’t cheat the story (or the author)!

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"Calm the fuck down, Jungkook," Yoongi said sternly, giving the younger man a hard, almost parental glare.

"Seriously, don't mess this up again. You've already screwed up enough."

Jungkook was pacing like a caged animal, running his hand through his hair for the umpteenth time, barely registering his hyung's words.

His mind was racing, his thoughts all tangled up in the idea of finally seeing Taehyung after weeks. Weeks of silence. Weeks of regrets.

"I'm calm," Jungkook replied, though his shaking hands and frantic pacing completely betrayed him. "I just... I just need to make sure I don't fuck it up this time."

"First of all," Yoongi said, his voice firm and steady like he was addressing a clueless trainee, "when you see him, let him yell. Let him scream his lungs out if he wants to. Don't interrupt. Don't argue. Just take it all in. Got that?"

Jungkook nodded frantically, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. "Yeah, yeah. Let him scream. Got it."

"And if he slaps you-or hell, punches you-do not stop him. Don't you dare dodge or block it. Let him do whatever he needs to do. You earned it, and then some."

Jungkook swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as he nodded again. "Right... take the hits. I deserve it. Deserve worse, actually."

"Exactly," Yoongi continued, his tone still stern but softening just a little.

"Then, when he's calmed down a bit, that's when you tell him everything. Lay it all out. Tell him what you told me. Don't hold back, and for fuck's sake, don't lie to him. He deserves the truth, no matter how bad it gets."

"No lies," Jungkook echoed, repeating it like a mantra. "Let him yell, take the hits, then tell him everything. Got it."

"Good." Yoongi smirked, his lips twitching as he watched how intensely Jungkook was soaking up his advice. "You're actually listening for once."

Jungkook grinned, his anxiety momentarily pushed aside by his usual playful attitude.

"You sound like you've done this before, hyung. A little too experienced for someone who's supposedly single."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk forming on his lips. "Who said I'm single?"

Jungkook stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Wait, wait, hold up. Did you finally ask Jimin to be your boyfriend?!"

Yoongi shrugged, trying to act nonchalant, but the smug grin on his face gave him away. "Yeah, I did."

Jungkook's jaw practically hit the floor. "No fucking way! When?!"

Yoongi leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest with a casual air. "When you were in Daegu visiting your parents and her."

Jungkook let out a loud laugh, shaking his head. "Oh my God, you sneaky bastard! I can't believe you pulled it off when I wasn't here. How did you do it? Did he scream or just faint on the spot?"

Yoongi snorted, a genuine smile creeping up. "Neither. He was way too calm, actually. Said he was just waiting for me to get my act together. Apparently, he's been waiting for months."

Jungkook laughed even harder, practically bouncing with excitement. "Man, I would've paid to see that! I bet he's over the moon now."

Yoongi's expression softened, a fond look crossing his face. "He is. But enough about me. Back to you. Remember, don't mess this up. If you do, I'll personally smack some sense into that thick skull of yours."