The next four days were horrible for Namjoon. He felt remorse for Seokjin but dreaded the words he had said. None of them were untrue yet Namjoon wanted to deny it for as long as he could. He tried calling Jungkook, texting him but like any other fine day, no replies came back.
He was used to the loss of contact between them for days, weeks, even months. He hoped it was just one of those weeks, albeit the unsettling feeling in his heart.
For four days, he hadn't showered or shaved, eating only when he was about to pass out. The couch had been his ultimate ground, him leaving it only once in a while.
On the fourth day, he was lying on the same spot with all sorts of waste wrappers surrounding him. He crawled through the maze of empty packets of cigarettes to get to the TV remote. He turned the TV on while lighting another one of the sticks that circled him.
"....The now 20 year old artist was seen with a female in a cafe near the Han River on his birthday. They were seen to be holding hands and smiling. Currently, our team is working on identifying the female since she does not seem to have any celebrity records.
Now the question remains, Is Jeon Jungkook dating? Is Bighit Entertainment going to release any official statement? Is the hottest solo idol going to break the hearts of his millions of fangirls?
The fog has slightly cleared up as Jeon Jungkook made a public statement this morning in a live TV interview. In his statement, he said, and I quote, "The curtains will be lifted on tonight's concert"
The said concert is going to take place in the Seoul Stadium at night. So, if you are curious about the love life of your favourite artist, buy a ticket to the concert right now, if it isn't already sold out.
This is Jennifer from K-News and Music, signing out. Take care, love music and catch us tomorrow again at the same time, same place, right where your heart is"
The female host spoke in the same monotonous tone of her. Pictures of Jungkook holding hands with a girl flashed on the screen. They went as far as playing a cliché romantic song in the background.
Namjoon knew it shouldn't affect him. He knew these things happen all the time. He knew this is what he signed up for but the ache in his heart refused to listen. It was uncertain if his eyes were tearing up because of the smoke or the news he had just witnessed. Whatever the reason, he went down a fit of coughs with the cigarette flying to the other side of the room from between his fingers.
He ran to the kitchen and struggled to pour himself a glass of water. The coughs calmed down after he downed the water while spilling it all over the counter. Then was the time when it finally dawned on him.
He doesn't love me
He doesn't want me anymore
We were temporaryThe thoughts pulled him down to his knees and he whimpered as they hit the floor hard. He grabbed his own hair and cursed whoever was up there. Somewhere, deep in his heart, he knew that the day would come. What he didn't know was that the pain would be this intolerable and absolutely excruciating.
He wondered if Jungkook felt even the fraction of what he was feeling. He questioned ever meeting him. He regretted ever bumping into him in the rain, on a sidewalk. He deplored the day he fell in love with his tear filled face.
"Hey, watch your step, kid!"
"I'm sorry" The raven haired boy kept his head down while he talked. He was completely drenched in the brutal rain.
Namjoon had previously been coming out of Bighit Entertainment after his song got rejected. He was disappointed to say the least. After walking a few steps, the heavens decided to pour down on him. He kept walking.
That was how he bumped into a beautiful, young boy who was running in his direction.
After close inspection, he noticed that the boy had been crying.
"What's wrong with you? Did someone hit you?"
18 year old Jungkook shook his head not wanting to reveal the secrets to a stranger. However, he had been running barefoot for a long time and then there was the rain. His head felt dizzy and void of consciousness, he landed straight into the arms of the 21 year old music composer.
He almost forgot he was daydreaming. He almost thought he had Jungkook in his arms again. He almost thought they were going to be fine.
He had been drained off of his sanity and all that was left was a shell of who he used to be. Every part of him wanted to put a stop to the misery one way or another. He almost, almost brought the kitchen knife to his wrists when the doorbell rang.
He didn't even bother wiping away the tears as he walked towards the door looking like a mess. He knew the person behind the door was the only one that could help him. Even though it was selfish and cruel, Namjoon was willing to use Seokjin to heal his own rugged heart.
The portal to his house opened revealing a tall, tan and silver haired, instead of raven, male. He wore a caramel double-breasted long coat over a black turtleneck. Rich bitch has to flaunt.
"Taehyung?" He felt self conscious at the sight before him. The outfit the younger wore could easily be worth a months paycheck for Namjoon.
"Ah, Namjoon-hyung. It's been a while" The unexpected male took off his sunglasses and smiled at the devastated one. Namjoon was beyond confused.
"Why are you here? Did Jungkook send you?"
"Yes" There was a thin ray of hope amidst all the jazz that made Namjoon think maybe there really was a God.
"He wants you to come to today's concert, he has something to say"The ray of hope faded as soon as the words left his mouth and the elder was left thinking about the many ways he could kill himself.
"W-why?" His voice was cracking towards the end, only one word being able to leave his throat. He blinked away the tears and waited for Taehyung to tell him what he already knew.
"I don't know. He hasn't said anything. He just wants you to come for the last time, I brought the car"
The messenger was called in by the sufferer and he wondered just how much more the couple would have to suffer. Namjoon cleared his throat after they were both successfully inside the four walls.
"Please wait for some time. I just have to take a shower"
Taehyung nodded.
There were no thoughts running through his mind as he took the promised shower, shaved and changed into his best pair of clothes. He even went as far as applying a bit of make-up and doing his hair just a bit nicer.
Oh, our lives don't collide, I'm aware of this
We've got differences and impulses and your obsession with
The little things, you like stick, and I like aerosolIf Jungkook wanted a clean break, he was going to get just that.
However, the jar of kimchi just outside his door shook his confidence at the slightest.
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Fools | Jeon Jungkook + Kim Namjoon
FanfictionI'm a fool for your love. You could fuck me up and I would still be on my knees for you. *The resemblance, other than appearance, of any of the characters to real life is solely coincidental.