Bitter Sweet Symphony ✓ tk

F OU R T E EN

JUNGKOOK decided on taking a shower once he grew bored of watching random series on television. Taehyung had still not woken up and the ravenhead didn't have the heart to interrupt his peaceful sleep so he just moved Taehyung off his lap and went to look for the shower. He found some clothes that seemed to be too big for the older and took them to the bathroom, stepping into the shower and using whatever shampoo was in there.

Taehyung on the other hand was awoken by the annoying sound of his phone ringing. He patted for the device on the small table in front of him and picked it up.

"Hmm hello?", he yawned, his voice still husky from sleep.

"We need to talk things out. Open the door", Yoongi's voice spoke. His words were proven right when the redhead heard a knock coming from his front door.

How did he get into the building? Did someone let him in? Maybe if I don't react he won't know I'm here- fuck the television is on. He already knows I'm in here.

Taehyung suddenly realized Jungkook wasn't on the couch anymore.

Where is he?

Another impatient knock came from the door and Taehyung finally got all his courage together to open the door. An unamused Yoongi with crossed arms was revealed when the door swung open. He immediately stepped inside and slammed the door shut, alarming Jungkook who was still in the shower.

"You", Yoongi growled, grabbing the redhead by the collar and slamming him against the wall. Taehyung groaned as his head hit the hard surface painfully, his body paralyzed for a few seconds. One hand was pressed against his chest, when another wrapped around his throat.

"First you run away from me and then you go and have a date with that fucking Jungkook kid!", he yelled, applying some pressure on Taehyung's throat who panicked.

"N-No!", Taehyung yelled, tears already brimming in his eyes, "W-We're just f-friends!"

"Then why was he in your bedroom this morning!?", Yoongi seethed, closing the younger's throat even more. Taehyung gasped for air, his trembling hands enclosing around Yoongi's pale wrists to pull him away but it didn't work.

"I heard him! Do you two think I'm fucking stupid!?", the older went on, his fingers now digging into the redhead's chest who whimpered in fear. He was suffering of oxygen loss and Yoongi didn't even seem to care. He tried yelling for help, for Jungkook to appear from somewhere, but his ears had already started ringing and his chest heaved uncontrollably, desperate for air.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

Yoongi's head snapped to the person now standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Water dripped down Jungkook's body, his white shirt was drenched since he had heard the alarming yelling but he didn't care. The only thing he could focus on was the way Yoongi was holding Taehyung, hurting him.

If Taehyung hadn't been so scared of Yoongi already, he would have been scared of the dark aura surrounding Jungkook. The usual shy and quirky guy had disappeared and had made place for an intimidating man with a dark murderous glare directed at Yoongi.

"Get away from him!", he growled, pushing Yoongi out of the way who was still shocked at his sudden appearance.

Taehyung gasped for air, almost collapsing on the ground, if it wasn't for Jungkook's strong arms to catch him. He quickly placed the older on the floor, letting him rest against the wall.

"I'll handle this", he said sternly, throwing Taehyung a quick smile before turning back to Yoongi who was recovering from his shock.

"What the fuck are you thinking!? Hurting your own boyfriend? Don't you love him!?", Jungkook spoke loudly, pointing at the wheezing Taehyung who had now two red handprints on his neck.

"He's cheating on me with you", Yoongi growled lowly, glaring at Jungkook, "You'll pay too".

"Do. Your. Worst".

The pale man lunged at him but Jungkook easily dodged it. He was grateful for his parents to have send him to judo lessons when he was young. He also thanked himself for going to the gym regularly. Yoongi might've looked scary but he didn't look that strong.

Jungkook threw a punch at Yoongi who ducked and landed his own punch, effectively hitting the younger in the face. Jungkook grunted and spat out blood but didn't give up yet, landing a kick in the older's stomach who doubled over. He saw his chance and landed his elbows on Yoongi's back, knocking him over in pain so he hit the ground. But the older didn't give up either. He grabbed Jungkook's ankles and yanked at them, bringing him down with him. Jungkook's head hit the ground with a harsh thud and he saw stars for a while but most of all, he saw Yoongi looming above him. With one hard kick, before Yoongi could hurt him more, he ended up hitting Yoongi in the balls. The older fell down next to him and Jungkook quickly jumped up, grabbed Yoongi's legs and dragged him out the frontdoor, slamming it shut while the older laid outside, clutching his crotch while grunting.

Jungkook sighed and wiped the blood off his face, cringing when he felt the bruises already starting to form.

A whimper quickly averted his attention and focused back on Taehyung who had been crying ever since the men had started fighting.

"J-Jung-k-kook", he sobbed, his voice coming out strained and croaky. Said boy carefully picked the redhead up and carried him to his bed, laying him down. Taehyung fisted the bed sheets while tears kept streaming down his face. Jungkook sat down on the edge of the bed, trying to collect his thoughts but all seemed a mess.

"Y-You're hurt", Taehyung managed to croak out but his voice sounded really bad.

"You're too", Jungkook sighed frustrated, pressing his hands against his face, "I promised I wouldn't let you get hurt!"

Taehyung flinched at the harsh sound but soon lifted himself from the mattress to throw his arms around the younger in a comforting hug.

"Y-You saved me", he whispered huskily, "Th-Thank you".

Jungkook pulled away from the hug and stared at the marks on the older's neck, softly tracing them with his finger.

"I'm sorry this happened", he spoke softly, "I won't let it happen again".

"It's not your fault", Taehyung managed to speak before going into a coughing fit which hurt his throat immensely.

Jungkook ran his fingers through Taehyung's hair while holding him close with another hand wrapped around the older's slim waist.

"Don't speak. Let your throat rest for now", he said, giving the older a small kiss on the forehead before laying him down on the bed again, "I'll be here if you need anything okay?"

Taehyung nodded, but his hand was still clutching Jungkook's shirt.

"You can let go now", Jungkook chuckled but the older just shook his head and tugged at his shirt.

"What?", he asked confused.

"Sleep", Taehyung croaked out and tugged Jungkook more harshly so he ended up lying on the bed too.

He sighed and made himself comfortable, pulling the duvet over the both of them while Taehyung cuddled close to him.

"Sleep tight Tae", Jungkook smiled, feeling the redhead's arms wrap around him almost childlike.

Why do I feel so happy while everything is a mess?

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Three chapters written in two hours. I feel very happy & satisfied now :)