Always You

Lost My Way

  as planned, the two stayed the night. they returned home around afternoon. upon entering, the two noticed that the place is a lot darker than usual. confused, jungkook goes to turn on the lounge room light. before he can do so, four familiar people jump up from behind the dining table. 'happy anniversary!' they shout in unison. silence. hoseok breaks away from the group, placing a hand on jungkook's shoulder, 'i know we're kinda late to celebrate your anniversary, but we thought you deserve it even if it is a bit late.' taehyung smiles. it's fake. but it's a smile. 'thank you.' that was the first time he's spoken in what seems like so long...***everyone left. the house is bare once more. taehyung wasn't doing much to help jungkook cleanup. he simply cleaned off the coffee table and sat down on the couch. the younger boy had spent most of his time afterward walking around the place with a garbage bag in hand, picking up left behind trash. 'tae?' he asks once finished, 'is there anywhere you want me to put this?' he holds up the bag and waits for a response. taehyung had consumed a lot of alcohol during the celebration. maybe that's why he's acting weird. maybe not. 'just leave it there, i'll take it out tomorrow.' he mumbles lazily. jungkook reluctantly sets the bag down, sitting to the right of his boyfriend. 'do you want me to help take you up to the room?' he questions cautiously. the younger male doesn't recall his boyfriend acting this way while drunk, therefore deeming it best that he tries not to provoke the older boy. there's really no telling what taehyung could do. taehyung shakes his head slowly, still staring blankly at the black tv screen. 'are you su—' 'jungkook can you please shut up for once?' the long-haired male snaps. his boyfriend flinches at the sudden outburst, but, quickly regains his composure. he fires back, 'well i wouldn't have to bother you if you could just take care of yourself!' he doesn't mean what he says. but still, he says it. the older boy says nothing. jungkook can see the way his jaw is set as he clenches it tightly. he did a great job of not provoking tae. 'you selfish little bitch. you see how much i'm struggling, yet you decide to keep angering me and bothering me with every little thing. no matter how much i've tried to get away from you, you've always been consistent in making me feel even more miserable than i already fucking am! no matter how happy i thought i was, it was never true! i was never happy! you never made me happy! the only person that could do that was jimin! and now he's gone all because of me! guess what? you're just his replacement! his low-quality replacement! i never loved you jungkook. you already know that though, don't you? don't think i never heard you talking to yourself, thinking about leaving me. you always doubted my love. even when i actually loved you. i was never enough for you. i will never be enough for you. oh no. this depressing person cannot possibly measure up to a prince like yourself. right? right?' jungkook springs up from the couch, sprinting towards the door. 'fuck you, kim taehyung! had i known how much of a shit person you really are, i would have never even tried talking to you! all you do is think about yourself! you never stopped to think about how i felt! i've done everything for you! but it still isn't enough!' the brunette boy throws open the door, vanishing outside. snapping to his senses, taehyung is quick to run after his boyfriend. all traces of him being drunk vanish. all he can think about is jungkook as he runs through the dark neighborhood, listening for the footsteps.