Photo Shoot ; VKOOK

Seventeen

"Do you want to sit in the sofa?" Taehyung asked. He was still sitting on the floor next to Jungkook, although he had stopped hugging him.

"No," Jungkook whispered, tears were still flowing out of his eyes, but not as many as before. Jungkook was scared of sitting next to Taehyung. He was even scared just being in the same room as him.

Jungkook didn't know if Taehyung would judge him. He didn't even know why Taehyung was in the same room as him to begin with.

Jimin wasn't in the living room anymore. He had left to make some food, since Jungkook had said that he was hungry.

Taehyung moved a bit closer to Jungkook. "There is no reason to be scared. I won't hurt you. I promise." Taehyung smiled. "But can we please sit in the sofa? My butt hurts. The floor is really hard."

Jungkook smiled a bit at the last comment, before standing up and walking over to the sofa. Taehyung followed, and sat down next to the younger.

Taehyung wanted to cuddle, but he was scared that it would make Jungkook afraid. Therefor he didn't do it.

"Will you tell me what happened?" Taehyung asked, locking eyes with Jungkook. It was obvious that the younger was afraid, "you don't have to. Only if you want to." Taehyung added.

Jungkook thought for a bit, "I want to," he said. Taehyung smiled and hugged Jungkook. "That's amazing Jungkook."

"You can call me Kookie." Jungkook said, smiling back at Taehyung.

"Alright, Kookie. Will you tell me what happened now?" Jungkook nodded.

"Back there," Jungkook started, "I, Actually, I don't know what happened. It happens quite a lot. It's kind of like a panic attack, but it doesn't classify as one. It happens because of this voice I have inside my head. It keeps on telling me that I'm not good enough, that I can't do anything. That I'm disgusting, that Jimin will leave me, that he doesn't like me and I'm just a burden to him.  And that I should self harm. It pops up a lot. The voice. Almost all the time, but with very different outcome. Most of the time, I'm able to easelly brush it off. Other times, not so much. It has made me self harm a lot. I'm sorry. I know that this sounds stupid. That I sound like some kind of freak, who hears a voice that doesn't even exist."

Jungkook began crying again. Taehyung pulled him into an embrace, wanting to comfort the younger boy. "You are not a freak. I believe you. I have a voice, too."

Jungkooks sobs haltered when he said that. "You do?"

"Yes, Kookie. I have a voice, too. I have self harmed because of it, too. I live with the scars everyday."

Jungkook leaned further into Taehyung's embrace burying his face in the crook of the older's neck. Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist.

"May I see them?" Jungkook asked. "Your scars?"

"I will show you mine if you show me yours." Taehyung said, before cuddling the boy even more.

A few minutes went by before Jungkook said something. "Okay." He said. "I will show you my scars. But only if you show yours first.

Taehyung nodded, before sitting up. He pushed his striped sleeve up above his elbow, revealing his arm.

Jungkook sat up next to Taehyung, taking the older's arm into his hands. There were scars on Taehyung's arm. But it wasn't nearly as many as Jungkook had. It wasn't even close to half the amount.

"You havent self harmed in a long time." Jungkook said. "There are no open cuts."

"You are right. I haven't self harmed in a long time. The voice doesn't come nearly as often as it used to. But it still exists." Taehyung smiled, but it was a sad smile. He turned so he was facing Jungkook.

"I want to help you, Kookie. I want to help you stop self harming. I got help from my family and friends. And now I want to be your friend, so I can help you."

"You want to be my friend?" Jungkook asked.

"Yes, Kookie. I want to be your friend. But only if you want me to."

Jungkook smiled and nodded. He had just gotten a new friend. And it felt awesome.

"Will you show me your arm now?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook let go of Taehyung's arm. He lifted up his left arm, which Taehyung took.

There were so many scars on Jungkook's arm. They intertwined with fresh cuts, some still bleeding.

Jungkook looked down at his feet when he felt Taehyung's grip tighten. Embarrassed by himself and what he had done to his arm, and the rest of his body.

"I'm going to help you, Kookie. I promise I will help you."

Jungkook looked up at Taehyung, seeing the determined look on the elders face.

"The food is ready!" Jimin yelled from the dining room.

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Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung were sitting at the dinner table eating noodles. Nobody was talking, they were enjoying the food, and didn't feel like stopping to talk.

"Wow!" Taehyung exclaimed, his mouth full of noodles. "This is amazing. I love it! Did you make these yourself?"

Jimin smiled as Taehyung praised his food. "I'm happy you like it. And yes, I made them from scratch, it's an old recipe. One of Kookie's favourites."

At the mention of Jungkook both boys looked over at the youngest. Jungkook was looking down at the ground, he had barely even touched his food.

"Kookie?" Jimin stood up and walked over to Jungkook. "Why aren't you eating?"

Jungkook didn't even look up. "I can't eat. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, Kookie. It's not your fault. You don't have to apologize for it. I understand."

Jungkook nodded, keeping his eyes locked on the ground. It hurt him so much, that he wasn't able to eat Jimin's food. Jimin's noodles tasted so good. It was his favourite. But he just couldn't do it. He couldn't eat anything.

Tears ran down Jungkook's face. Each time Jimin wiped them away, they were quickly replaced with new ones.

"Kookie," Taehyung said. "Why aren't you able to eat?"

Jimin held his breath as Taehyung asked this. Afraid of what Jungkook's reaction would be.

"I'm sorry." Jungkook whispered, before running into his own room, locking the door after him.

Taehyung looked over at Jimin, his eyes displaying pure curiosity, and maybe, just maybe, a bit of sadness. "Was that my fault?" He asked.

Jimin shaked his head. "No." He said. "It wasn't your fault. Don't worry about it. He will be fine in a few minutes."

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Yoongi
13:57

How did it go?

Fine,

I think.

You think?

Yes. I think.

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A scream came from Jungkook's room.