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A/n: i suck at updating. Plz forgive my sins

*Taehyung POV*

I look up and stop moving. Jimin stands in front of Kook, his eyes wide and mouth agape. Then i shake out of it and walk past them. I grab a cup of the counter and fill it with water, then drink it. After, i turn back to the two men and cross my arms, covering some of the scars decorating my chest. I make Kook cut there hen I'm really into it.

"What are you doing here?" I ask. Jimin stares at my body, at each mark.

"This is who you're with? This is who i heard you with?" Jimin asks. i frown. "You called him beautiful."

"Yes. It's what you do when two people actually love each other. But no, I didn't call him beautiful. It's what he calls me each time. I just like repeating it." i say. Kook smiles and walk sup to me, his arms wrapping around my waist. I wrap an arm around his neck.

"But . . .but he cut you and . . . and hurt you." Jimin says, glaring at Kooks back.

"I liked it, Jimin. No, i loved it. It's like art all over me. It's like a gift from him." i say as i think about the feeling i get each time he cuts into me.

"What? You like being in pain?" He asks, when i dont answer he rubs his face and groans. "What happened to you? What happened to the Taehyung that . . . that was so . . . so, not like this?" He asks, his hands up in question.

"You did." I say. then i smile and pull Kook tighter too me. "Then i found my worth, and added tax." I say. Jimin frowns.

"You think being with someone who used you to get to me and tortured you is adding tax?' He asks. i frown.

"No. Adding tax, that is kook. Its the love he actually gives me every night. It's the way he makes me feel just by his touch." I say, running a hand up his spine. Then i look back at Jimin. "He doesn't cheat on me with some guy."

"I didnt know you'd come home! I thought you were gone!" Jimin yells. I pull away from Kook and move him out of the way.

"That's the difference between you and him! You didnt even try to look for me! Not even a little! But when i left a year ago, Jungkook was out there looking He was out there for months! You barely left your apartment. I let Jungkook find me. I let him get close to me! I let him take control adn love me! And I've never felt so good!" i yell back. Jimin flares at me as his hands start to spark to life.

"We had one day! One day together! Then he took you! I didn't even have time to make you feel good! He's the one who took that away!" Jimin calms himself down a little and we lock eyes. "I love you, Taehyung. Please, just come back to me. I . . .I'll cut you . I'll let you cut me. Just please . . . please come back to me. We're mates, remember?" He asks, glancing at my marks hand. The mark no longer there. Jimin seems to realize it.

He runs to me and snatches my hand, shocking me so i cant pull away as he unwraps the bandage. I whimper as he pulls the bandage away from my palm. Jungkook goes to stop him, but Jimin instantly electrocutes him, sending my lover to the ground. I glare at Jimin.

"What are you doing? Leave me alone!" I yell at him. Jimin ignore me and looks at the bloody mess.

"You hate me this much? You cut the mark off?" he asks through his teeth. Tears burn my eyes as he squeezes my wounded hand. "Answer me Taehyung!" He yells. I jump and look away.

"I . . .I just . . .Just dont want to hear your thoughts. I . . . I dont want to continue getting hurt." I whimper. Jimin throws my hand down and i instantly cradle it to my chest.

"How do you think i feel? I've been looking for you for over a year and you two have been fucking! I've been alone and depressed for a fucking year and you've been happy! I've been looking for someone who doesn't even give a shit about me! I felt fucking dead! I . . . I felt like the worst person in the world because of what i did! All i wanted to do was go back to how it was before. I . . . thought you would want it too. But you dont, its my fault. I broke anything good we had." Jimin whimpers. "I wont show my face in front of you ever again.

And he didn't. Not to Jungkook's funeral years later, not to mine years after that. He completely disappeared from my life, from Jungkook's, Sana's, even his groups. It was like he vanished into thin air.

This was the last time i saw him. It's true this time. I felt like shit this time. I should've let him apologize adn he probably would be here with me still, he would've become a good friend of mine. After Yoongi died and Jimin left, i only had Jungkook. I stopped talking to Sana after i was taken, but she still invited me to her wedding, as i did for her.

Jimin obviously didn't show up. My feelings and guilt for him ate like the cuts on my body. At first, they're so bright adn so visible, so painful. Then, after my body decomposes, they disappear. They aren't visible, and wont ever be seen again. Doesn't mean that i wont try my hardest to remember them, no matter how hard it hurts to.

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*Jimin's POV*

i watched Taehyung from afar, kind of like his shadow. I kept an eye on him, just in case he got into trouble or hurt. I stayed close enough to check on his well being, but not close enough to be friends with him again.

He was happy, I was too after seeing his smile everyday. I loved hearing his laugh, loved hearing him make stupid jokes or even talk seriously. All i wanted was for him to be happy, even if it was without me. I've learned my lesson on being too possessive with him, being to controlling. He need sot be independent, he needs to be able to rely on himself, no matter how big the problem is. But he doesn't need someone there to relax him, to make him feel good and loved. Even if it is through getting cut by the other.

Even though i wish it was me, I'm glad Taehyung found Jungkook. I'm glad he had an actually relationship. I was at their wedding, but only for a second. I saw how good they looked together and how much love they had for each other, i saw it in their eyes each time they looked at each other. I envy them so much, it aches. Maybe I'll find love like theirs.

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