ultraviolet

ten

WHAT HURTS THE MOST
pt. one

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Jungkook's POV:

I PANTED STRENUOUSLY, HEAVING open the doors of the auditorium, and my peripherals immediately find (First Name) and Taehyung up on stage with their arms around eachother. No. Fucking. Way. My hands balled into tight, braced fists, and my teeth gritted against eachother harshly. I began to drag myself towards the stage with heavy footsteps.

"YAH! KIM TAEHYUNG!" I screamed, reaching the bottom steps of the stairs. I stopped, glaring at the two. (First Name) backed away immediately, drooping her head to stare down at her feet. She nervously fiddled with her fingers behind her back.

Taehyung stood from the piano bench, fishing his hands into his slack pockets forcefully. He bit down on his bottom lip, almost to the point of puncturing it. Turning on his heel, he slowly made his way towards me, scuffing the soles of his dirtied white converse against the stage floor. "Yah? Is that how you treat your hyung?" he sneered.

"I don't find it amusing when you flirt with my girlfriend." I took a step up the stairs.

"Girlfriend?!" Taehyung bounced down two steps.

"Yeah, is there something wrong with that?" After one more step up, we were eye to eye, scowling at one another. His lip quivered as well as mine, our brows both furrowed too. Kim. Fucking. Taehyung.

I growled, my teeth clenched, "If you lay a finger on (First Name) again-"

"What? What are you going to do, Jungkook-ie?" mocked Taehyung, looking down upon me. "You're just a little dongsaeng anyways."

"Why you-!"

Just as I furiously snatched onto the collar of Taehyung's white button-up– my hands fixed in place somewhat like a chokehold–I look out beyond the auditorium to find Jimin dragging away (First Name) hand-in-hand up the aisle. In a flash, the two were out the metal double doors. I let out a deep groan, exhaling all the air out of my lungs until reaching emptiness. I released my grip as I choked up coughing due to my lack of oxygen, gasping short and lightly to catch my breath.

"Aish, you went too far, Jungkook-ah," he sighed before jumping down onto the carpeted floor.

"Shut up, hyung," I scoffed, crossing my arms.

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(First Name)'s POV:

"JIMIN! J-JAMKKANMAN!" I CRIED out.

"I'll take you to a nice place," he smiled, quickly whipping his head around to face me.

Jimin continued to pull me along with him through the hallways of the fourth floor. We had already passed by the theatre arts classes, mellifluous choir rooms, and even the sonorous orchestra hall. Where was he leading me? He felt him adjust his clapsed hand on my wrist, instead moving down and interlocking our fingers. My cold, clammy, anxious hand met with his warm, chalky one. The physical sensation of us in contact was quite comforting, though it wasn't as desirable as Taehyung's ineffable touch.

Taehyung...

Am I really in love with him..?

I collided into Jimin's broad back. He didn't budge, surprisingly. We were stopped right in front of an entrance of an elongated dead end corridor. Above us was a framed white sign with the words, "Reserved Practice Booths." Beyond the entryway, closed rooms lined up on each side of the blank hall in an organized manner. Jimin's hand parted away, our fingers untwining and slipping from eachother's. He strutted down the corridor speedily, and I objectively trailed behind him hesitantly. I watch as he turned his head back and forth to and from each side of the hall, reading students' names engraved in black on a copper plate placed on the wall right by his or her door. The two of us were nearing the middle of the corridor–damn, this is a long hallway–and as a result of Jimin's pace increasing, I can probably guess he found the door he was looking for. I sighed, jogging after him sluggishly.

"I found it!" he smiled, twisting the knob. The door opened with a loud clack, the sound reverberating around us. Once I caught up with him, my eyes instantly directed themselves to read the name plate. "김태형," it read.

"This is.. Taehyung's booth?" I asked obliviously.

"Yup."

"A-Are we even allowed t-to just barge in l-like this?"

"I'm not sure, but I've done it lots of times so that should be assuring, right?"

"Not really..."

Jimin slowly bared open the door, and I was in awe of its extravagance. The walls were padded with red velvet in soft diamond shapes, and a gold button was lodged at every intersection. A polished grand piano stood in the middle of the room with the lid closed, and along the wall adjacent of the door sat a black leather couch and a rack of additional instruments such as a violin, bass guitar, a saxophone, and even a trombone. On the far opposite side of the room was a recording studio with a multitude of sound equipment and the live room in front of it behind the large sheet of glass.

"Nice, huh?" Jimin smiled, plopping himself down onto the couch. He laid back, propping the upper half of his body with his elbows. He took up the whole couch, his legs dangling off the edge of the armrest.

I deliberately circled around the piano, dragging my hand along the curved walls to feel its cordial glossiness. Making a full revolution, I seated myself on the bench and serenely placed my fingers onto the black and white keys in a random manner. When I lifted my face to the music rack, I found Taehyung's wirebound manuscript sitting in front of me. I cautiously reached for it with one hand, taking it off the stand with furrowed brows. Before I could take a sneak peek inside of it, Jimin vigorously snatched the notebook from my hands.

He sighed, casually flipping it open to the first page, "as a matter of fact, I dragged you in here for a reason."

"And what might that be?" I asked absentmindedly.

"Actually, Taehyung and Jungkook weren't always like this. They were really good friends before the big fight."

"What was the big fight?"

"Well, it all started the day right after you moved away."

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A/N: I take too long to update everytime, I'm sorry! 😭

There'll be two parts to this chapter because I have the plot layout in my mind and I feel like it'll be too long to fit into one chapter.

So, expect the next chapter published at the end of this week! ❤️

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