Eleven

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"Wahhhh, I can't believe the day has already come," Jungkook pouted, looking at me with sad eyes. I nearly snickered back at him, my eyes showing anger, but my thoughts conveying sadness.

Today was the day that we were getting divorced.

I looked at Jungkook, admiring the way his tuxedo looked perfectly smooth, and how it was tucked neatly underneath the hems of his black pants. But I immediately looked away, swearing at myself for being oh-very-attracted to the younger cheater.

But then I realized something: I haven't spoken to or talked to any of my friends due to this recent event. Except Hoseok, Kookie, Yoongi, and Jimin of course. But how could I even consider Hoseok and Jungkook his friends? It just wasn't the case at all. I hated that I loved Jungkook. And I hate that I still love him.

I got in the car, Jungkook trailing beside me as I thought I saw a few tears escape his beautiful brown eyes. I'm never going to find someone like him... I'm going to regret this. This was the only thought rushing through my head as I slowly pulled out of Hoseok's driveway. The lawyer wasn't that far a drive, it was only a few minutes away from Hoseok's place. Which I was kind of glad about. I couldn't stand the thought of being alone with my soon-to-be-ex for an extended amount of time.

"Hyung, I—"

"We're here!" I yelped, jumping out of the car, taking my documents and folders with me. Jungkook sighed, following me quietly as he looked down, tears escaping his eyes once more as he went with me into the court.

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