Coffee Boy

Chapter Twelve

Get ready.

"But if there is one thing that I'm guilty of
It's loving and giving when you take too much
If somebody asked how we died
Please look them straight in the eye"

Jungkook walked into his apartment the next day after his shift. It was particularly difficult, filled with a lot of angry customers and a broken air conditioner. It also didn't help that he had gotten barely any sleep last night.

He went straight to his room to barricade himself as usual. After changing out of his work clothes, he decided to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, but as he entered the kitchen, he was immediately greeted by Taehyung.

Jungkook frowned as he grabbed what he came for and started making his way out before being stopped by Taehyung, who gripped the younger's arm. "Kookie..."

Jungkook turned around and looked at Taehyung directly in the eyes. "It's Jungkook, none of this 'Kookie' bullshit." He yanked his arm out of Taehyung's grip, storming back into his room. Taehyung followed him, not caring about the desired privacy of the other.

"What the fuck is your problem, Jungkook?"

"What ever could you mean?" Jungkook crossed his arms, rolling his eyes slightly.

"This is the first time I've seen you in like a week! You come straight home and come to your room! Do you not want to talk to me? Do you not like me or something?"

Jungkook scoffed. "God, you must be really stupid, huh?"

Taehyung took a step back as his mouth hung ajar. "W-What?"

"I fucking like you and I'm trying to not like you because I'll just end up getting hurt and I can't get hurt again. I'm not strong enough. So, please, let me get over this stupid little crush on you by you leaving me the fuck alone."

Taehyung was frozen with shock. Jungkook had angry tears streaming down his cheeks. Taehyung cleared his throat to fill the awkward silence in the air before speaking, making sure to tread carefully on his choice of words. "What do you mean you don't want to get hurt again? Did I hurt you?"

"You're not the one who broke me, but yes, you have hurt me. Way more than you realize."

"H-How have I hurt you?" Taehyung took a step forward, hating the awkward distance between them, but Jungkook responded by taking a step back.

"Let's see..." Jungkook started to count the times on his fingers. "You kissed me and then show up a few days later back with Jimin. You move in with me after breaking up with Jimin only to start seeing Hoseok. I have to watch Hoseok come into work every day covered in hickies, while he talks about what you two did the night before. So, I come home from work every day and lay on my bed and cry because I am in such pain all of the time."

"Who is Yugy?"

The suddeness of the question startled Jungkook, his voice quavering. "H-How do you know about that?"

"The night I moved in you fell asleep and when Yoongi was moving you to your room, you mentioned that you were sorry to someone named 'Yugy.'"

Jungkook hesitated, feeling a combination of sadness and anger boil inside of him. "You have no right to mention him."

"I-I'm sorry. I'm just trying to figure you out!"

"I'm not some puzzle you can solve, Taehyung! I'm a human being! A human being with a lot of fucking problems that you don't exactly need to know about. Yugyeom is something for me to deal with on my own. I'm coping. I'm grieving. I'm recovering. On my own. Yoongi helps but he hasn't been through the same situation so he doesn't understand what it's like for your boyfriend die right in front of you because of you!" Jungkook's emotions swarmed him as he rambled out parts of his life that he had been trying to hide. His eyes went wide when he realized all that he had just revealed. He collapsed to the ground as he curled up with his knees against his chest, rocking back and forth.