Forbidden love|| kth×jjk

2.4

I love him so, he's not the one being played like a game piece, I am, my words towards him just now where lies, and my love for him was not.
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Jungkooks POV
It's only been a day since I said those words to Taehyung but I feel like it's been forever, it feels like I've been hurting for to long, I feel like I'm going to die because I can't see him.

How am I supposed to recover from this? How am I supposed make up for my actions when I get back with Taehyung. Saying, if I ever do.

Most likely not.

Not until the King is gone, if the king is still on the thrown then I can't be with Taehyung.

I still find myself at his chamber door. I stand there waiting to see him come out. Even just one peak, one peak of his face, I'll be okay then.

He hasn't come out in days, I'm worried, what if something happened to him? No, no, he couldn't have been hurt. I did what I was told, nobody could do anything.

He's okay right?

I, I can just check, peak in without him knowing.

Taehyung's POV
One, two, three... Four, five, six... I count to myself as I cut with a small knife.

Stress, anxiety, anxiousness, depression, heartbreak.

The moment I heard him say those words I was hurt, filled with negative emotions, filled with the thoughts of different ways to kill myself.

I, can't help myself, I can't control what I do at this point. Right now... Right now my heart is what's in control and its not resulting in good solutions on how to cope on this stress.

Jungkooks POV
I crack the door open and look around the room for Taehyung.

No blood on the floor, good thing, but no Taehyung. I open the door a little wider.

As I do so I start to see his face, so angelic and beautiful. But...  There's a tear rolling down his face.

After that more tears, and he's crying.

I wait to see what happens, he stops crying and wipes his tears away, but I notice something in his hand.

A knife

What is he doing with a knife?! Suddenly a light flickered in my brain. He's...

He's cutting himself.

I look down to his arms.

Just what I thought. Before I could even think about what to do my body flies into the room and slams the door shut behind me.

"Taehyung what are you doing?!" I yell at him.

He sits there frowning. Like I've committed a crime.

"What? What about it?!" he suddenly slams the knife on the table and stands up.

"Stop cutting yourself! Stop cutting yourself because of me!"

"I'm not cutting myself because of you! Ha! You thought, I'm just doing it because I want to!" he approaches closer.

Taehyung's POV
I am cutting myself because of you Jeon Jungkook. This is all because of you, because I love you.

I just need one, just one.

I grab his wrists so he can't resist.

"What are you doing?!" he struggles his loosen my grip.

"Getting what I've been craving this whole time. " I pull Jungkook into a kiss.

I can't help myself, one second I'm yelling at him that I'm cutting because I want to, the next second I'm about to kiss him.

I forcefully push my lips onto his. His lips taste so sweet. His touch is so soft.

He gives in, I can tell he's been wanting me to.

Did he really not mean those words, or is he playing with me again?

I pull away.

There are to many thoughts running through my head.

"I-I, needed that. " Jungkook blushed.

It could be, did he not mean those words?

Jungkooks POV
"Taehyung I-"

I was cut off.

My lips on his, his lips on mine.

I grew needy, I pressed my body against him wrapping my arms around his neck.

I pulled away.

"Taehyung, all those words I said to you, about never loving you, about wanting to break up, I was forced to say those words. I never meant it. " I say looking at the floor.

"Forced by who?! It was my dad wasn't it?! I'm going to kill him!" Taehyung angry stomped to the door with the knife in his hand.

But I stopped him, "Taehyung no you can't do that, you'll just get in more trouble. " I sigh trying to hold him back.

The door flies open.

"No need to walk all the way to my chamber to kill me, you can do it right here, right now. "

I fly my body around.

It's. The king.