Play ; taekook | short story [✔️]

Because ,

My baby don't like it when you come around.
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12 days and 7 hours.
That's how long Jeon Jungkook cried after seeing Tae leave him alone, in his apartment.

He didn't come out of his room, staying all day inside, worrying the hell out of Jimin. He didn't even eat. He didn't even try. He was just so, so broken. He had been holding on so long to the point he just—broke.

He looked like shit. He felt like shit. The only thing he did was stay in bed. He took a picture of him and Tae, a lighter and lit the corner of the picture.

The raven smiled, feeling relieved that another piece of Tae was slowly burning away. He liked seeing the Polaroid photo slowly melt, the colours fading, he found it satisfying.

"Jungkook-ah," a soft voice called out.

Jungkook hid himself inside the covers, waiting for Jimin to pull him out of bed and force him to get out and do something.

And like he expected, Jimin came in and yanked the covers right off of Jungkook.

The younger whined at Jimin. "Come on, it's been almost two weeks, gguk." Jimin frowned.

"You better get the fuck up before I rip your NCT DREAM album into shreds, and this time I'm serious. " He said, opening the door and walked away.

"wAIT-jIMIN I sWeAr tO gOD I wILL eNd yOU iF yOu rIP cHENLE's pReTtY fAcE!" The raven sat up, cross legged and ran his hands through his hair.

"Oh my fucking god. " He ran downstairs just to see Jimin with a shredder, literally about to rip his precious babies into strips. "Now give me back my babies."

Jimin rolled his eyes and handed the album back to Jungkook. "Today we're gonna go and get your hair dyed. And getting new clothes since you threw out a shitton of them because they reminded Tae of you."

"The hell am I supposed to do then ? How am I gonna move on if I've got shit lying round my house that was his ? "

"Really ? All that was his ? Dude he's got cash."

"Yeah, a wealthy asshole for a fact. "

"Well okay then. Let's just get the fuck outta this shithole you call a home ! " Jimin raised his hands in the air.

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Jungkook was sat on a chair, and a stylist was getting the dye for his hair. He sat there, staring at himself.

'I didn't even notice the black faded. Thank fuck Jimin brought me here. '

The sat back and felt the stylist rub the dye on his hair. And when he found out what colour Jimin chose for him, he screeched real hard.

"wHY IS MY HAIR BLUE ? I LOOK LIKE A SMURF HYUNG ! "
The younger pulled at his newly dyed hair, obviously frustrated. He really didn't sign up for this shit.

"It's cute ! Gguk, it's boring having brown or black hair, you need something bright to get over that asshole of an ex ! This is perfect ."

"I'm not letting you choose my hair colours anymore."
"Aww man why ? It's fun ! " The smaller boy pouted.
"My hair is ruined. "

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So I wanted to get 500+ words and I did. Sorry if the chapters are really short, it's a short story after all.
Jungkook and Tae might meet again ;)
This book is almost ending and thank you y'all for reading it !!!¡¡¡ I appreciate each and everyone taking your time to read this.
-lexi 💓😌