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Jiyoon's eyes were as still as ashes, his whole being seeming about to shatter.
Jk looked away, resting his head on taehyung's shoulder, his face devoid of any emotion.
Jiyoon returned to the marital home he shared with Jungkook, carrying the bag with the wedding suit.
This place, which he once thought he wouldn't frequent much, had now become his daily resting place.
He couldn't bear to sever any connection with Jungkook,
Just like the wedding suit he was carrying.
He had thrown it in the trash three times, but each time he couldn't help going back to retrieve it.
In his relationship with Jungkook, he had always thought jk would be the one unable to let go.
He didn't expect him to be so heartless, cutting ties so decisively when he said it was over.
Instead, it was he who found himself entangled, unable to leave that "boring" man, jungkook ,
He made plans to drink with friends.
After several rounds of drinks, the excitement faded away
In his drunken haze, the woman beside him suddenly transformed into jungkook.
"Drunk again? Drinking is bad for your health. Why don't you ever listen?"
He seemed to hear jk nagging complaints in his ear.
For once, he didn't find it annoying. Instead, he felt a joy of regaining something lost.
He reached out to embrace him.
The expected resistance didn't come. Delighted, his heart bubbled with sweetness as he gradually pulled that girl into his arms.
The irritation and unease of recent days were instantly soothed.
He leaned against her neck, his voice thick with jealousy. "jungkook , I knew you were just trying to make me jealous. You'd never like another man..."
"Mr. Kang, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not jungkook, I'm Nancy ."
The unfamiliar voice suddenly sobered him up.
He pushed the woman in his arms away violently, shouting. "Get out!"
The woman didn't dare provoke him and left with teary eyes.
Jiyoon also got up and stumbled away.
He stood in the night, looking at the vast surroundings, not knowing where to go.
His hand unconsciously slid over his pocket, and a protruding object led him to his destination.
