You And I | Vkook ✔

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Taehyung sighed softly, "I'm sorry okay?" The boy then looked up at him in confusion. His response was basic. "For what?" Simple question. Tae spoke, "I don't like you back. You're mad at me aren't you?"

Jungkook scoffed, "Thanks for reminding me you ass."

"You should be mad."

"I'm moving away."

Tae's mouth was agape. "Where?" He sound worried. "Different town? Different city? Different country?" A premature smile formed upon the younger boy's face. "For someone who doesn't like me, it seems like you care about me." "I like you, but... just not like that." Jungkook started to speak. "I know, you're not gay." He started. "I already packed my things. I did it last night. Keep the sheets, their yours anyways." "Don't leave. I don't want you to..." Tae sounded hushed. "What can I do? I can't stand it anymore." Jungkook became hushed as well.

"Kookie please."

"Don't call me that." The boy spat. "You're the only one that used that nickname when we were kids. Please.. Just please don't remind me." Jungkook sighed. "Forget me okay?"

"No, I won't"

"Shut up." Jungkook's voice turned cold. "I'm moving next week. It's not that far from here if you wanted to know."

"Please don't leave me alone."

"Or what?"

"I...I don't know." Taehyung looked down at the ground. He didn't know what to say anymore. He didn't wanna let him go.

"If you don't want me to leave, then show me how you really feel." Jungkook urged. "Unless you don't care about me."

"I just..." Tae trailed off. Jungkook scoffed and turned his head. "I'm leaving." "No! Wait! You promised to take care of me! You're supposed to be my friend!" Taehyung pulled the boy towards his chest.

Jungkook's Point of view

Tae pulled me into some kind of hug. His chest was warm. I like this, but I know that this won't last for long. "Tae please.." I beg while trying to move my arms. His grip tightens around me, trapping my squirming arms as well. I can't breathe.. "Tae....stop, please...I can't..." I start to trail off. I can't breathe. All I can hear is myself wheezing. I'm scared. Blotches of red and black mix together at the corner of my eyes, and starts to cloud my vision. I'm scared.... "Tae.."

Taehyung's Point of view

Jungkook says my name multiple times before I realize that he's falling to my feet. He's wheezing. 'Tae, don't panic!' I think although I am. Inhaler. That's right. "Jungkook, hold on!" I shout. Pulling him closer to me, I grab the inhaler sitting on the glass coffee table. Everything seems so still...Even Jungkook. It seems like I'm the only one moving. I'm the only one in distress. The blue inhaler sits on my palm, waiting for me to give it to Jungkook. His eyes are closed. What the hell am I doing?!?! In quick movement, I place the inhaler to his lips, and press the button and hold it there. Safe?

His eyes begin to blink again, and finally, his chest rose slowly, and sank. He's breathing.

I then realize that I loved him the whole time.

-

"You should've just let me died." Jungkook huffed, "But thanks for saving me anyways...Again."

"Please don't leave me."

"Or what?" The big crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly. He was ready to leave.

"I'll have to punish you."

"I can't believe that you'd torture me!"

Tae scoffed. "Not like that.." his precious cute image was wiped from sight. He wasn't begging anymore. "If you want to leave, I'll convince you not to.."