Taehyung wasn't calming anytime soon.
The alcohol burned his throat. His body felt too small for the storm inside him. His thoughts wouldn't shut up. Every thought ended the same way. His Jungkook.
Namjoon and Yoongi both tried to make Tae sit and clean his wounded hand, but he pushed them away.
"Don't," he snapped, voice hoarse and broken.
Yoongi couldn't take it anymore, "Get, up and lets go. We are to the jeons"
Taehyung laughed, like carzy, but its wasn't funny.
"No,"
"what do you mean No?" Yoongi frowned.
Taehyung finally looked at them in their eye, void of any emotions "I wouldn't disrespect his choice " he said every word shaking. "I asked him," Taehyung continued. "I stood right there and asked him if he wanted to come with me."
His throat closed with every word, "And he didn't."
Yoongi shook his head trying "He was scared—"
"He wasn't," Taehyung cut in sharply, looking at Yoongi, "Not like that." "He wasn't scared to leave," Taehyung whispered, as tears dropped from his eyes, "He was scared to lose them."
Namjoon and Yoongi shared a look, swallowed at their helplessness
"He still can't leave his family," Taehyung said, breaking but knowingly
"Evenwhen they hurt him. Even when they break him. Even when they make him bleed." Hishands started shaking again "If he agreed," Taehyung said, breathing unevenly, "I would've taken him. Right there. I don't care who stood in front of me. I would've taken him, and no one would've stopped me."
"No one could have stopped me"
Yoongi looked away, knowing that Taehyung was breaking, and he couldn't do anything right now, his brother was breaking, the guy who was so strong and powerful is now crying and breaking like a fragile thing, because of one person, because of love.
"But he didn't," he whispered and continued "Because Jungkook doesn't want to die for love." Trembling, "He's still dying for family." That sentence shattered something in him.
Namjoon stepped closer. "Tae—"
Taehyung backed away suddenly, stumbling. "Don't," he warned. "Don't touch me, hyung"
Everything hurt, he really doesnt know what to do right now.
He turned, grabbed the edge of the table, and slammed his forehead against it.
Once. Twice.
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Forelsket || taekook
Fiksyen PeminatIt was an unspoken rule for jungkook to stay clear of those creatures to stay clear from men and boys alike. Coming from a loving family. He was protected from evilness due to his condition, for as long as he can remember. The only male interaction...
