he had already slept enough a month ago. now his hangover didn't keep him down for long. he was half asleep though. standing from the couch that he never left, taehyung stumbles over towards jungkook. he looks down at the male for a few seconds, then, he reaches toward jungkook. his fingers make contact with the other male's forehead as taehyung thumps him harshly. with a grin, he walks towards the kitchen. he didn't allow hoseok to rest easily of course, before traveling to the kitchen, taehyung kicked the older male's foot. as quietly as he wanted, the male prepared himself some tea, happily drinking it as he leaned against the counter. the headache still remains. he felt kinda pissy, but more happy than usual, for some reason. of course, he remembers everything. his memory wasn't taken by the alcohol. though he wished it was. it won't be long until the reasonably young male becomes a drunk bastard. he doesn't fear that anymore. not like he used to. now, he welcomes that fact. he has nothing to live for anyway. no life to have. he can continue on working a job that he hates, getting drunk on the weekends, staying alone. or he can end it all and finally be happy again. only one option stands out to tae. as he tries to swallow, the tea travels down the wrong pipe, causing the male to choke. he begins coughing abruptly. not being able to contain it, the loud noise wakes both of his guests. taehyung continues choking. he fumbles for his cup before he drinks a bit of tea to calm himself down. his coughing doesn't stop until five minutes have passed. by then, the other two are wide awake. jungkook had attempted to help, but the struggling male waved him away. hoseok began complaining about how early it was.
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Always You
Hayran Kurgu"jimin wrote his suicide note...in my journal," ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ sᴘᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ᴇʀʀᴏʀs, sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟʟʏ ᴜɴᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ (vmin/vkook) Edit: Decided after years to edit some parts of this story. I won't delete it in case anyo...