Alternate Love(Vminkook)

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The first thing Taehyung noticed the next morning—

was the quiet.

Not the good kind.

Not peace.

The voice wasn't there.

No commentary.

No suggestions.

No constant hum threading through his thoughts.

Only the guilt of last night.

He used Jimin last night. To silence the voice.

Jimin was awake, he knew by the way he tried to steady his breathing.

"Im sorry. I didn't mean to use you" he whispered, kissing his naked shoulder.

"You played with me Tae. You used me for something, some type of release, a point to be proven," He sat up slowly.

"You can't do that." Jimin whispered.

"I know"

"So why?"

The question lingered in the air a little too long.

"I don't know baby, I'm—"

"I need a real answer, Taehyung" 

He hated his name coming from them. Jimin knew that.

"Don't do that—stop." Taehyung stood, towering over Jimin.

"I need space..please." 

The darkness was emerging, threatening to come out.

"Are you leaving me? You can't leave, you said you were mine." He begged.

He sat on his knees in from of Jimin. Anything to get him to stay. Anything.

"Taehyung, let him leave" The voice echoed loudly in Taehyungks head.

He looked at Jungkook, challengingly, before they softened with recognition.

Jimin moved as fast as he could to get out. To get away.

Jungkook was finally seeing what Jimin was seeing.

"Are you okay?"

That question. Those three words, again.

Taehyung smiled. That practiced smile.

"I'm fine, just a bad morning."

Jungkook noticed... the blankness behind his eyes.

 Everything calculated.

He went to the bathroom, toothbrush hanging uselessly in his hand, staring at his reflection like might explain something.

Waiting.

"...hello?" he muttered.

Nothing answered.

A strange, hollow feeling settled in his chest.

He should've felt relieved.

This was what he wanted.

Jimin was the cure.

Silence.

Control.

So why did it feel like something had been lost instead?

Other than Jimin and Jungkook.

Like stepping off a moving walkway and forgetting how to stand still.

His balance felt wrong.