Banana Milk

Nobody Wins

Nana;

"Jungkook. Give him a try come on!" Jungkook blushed looking down at his phone. The texts from the night before illuminating his eyes. "I should." Was all he said before looking back up at his three friends who looked more excited then him for the newly found friend.

"How old is he?" "Is he cute?" "How did you meet him?" "Does mama Jeon approve?"

"Gosh, calm down all of you I can tell you if you shut up!" Jungkook said, laughing slightly at himself. "His name is Yugyeom, I'm a year older than him but he's taller. He's really cute and handsome, he got really shy asking for my number and it was so cute." His eyes practically twinkled as he talked about Yugyeom.

"When can we meet him?"

"Hoseok, I literally met him last night."

Taehyung sighed as he walked into the locker room. They had just finished practice but he had decided to stay back for a bit. The school was completely deserted except for him. He made his way to his locker, opening it quickly.

His chest tightened as he saw his sweatshirt hung on the hook of his locker. He grabbed it slowly, tears already starting to run down his cheeks.

The sweatshirt he had given Jungkook the night he had gotten a panic attack. He hugged  the sweatshirt tightly, head hung low. He knew that now he really did lose him and there was no possible way he could get him back.

He had to try.

He banged his fist against the locker next to his, tears flowing down his cheeks. He grabbed his bag, slamming his locker shut, deciding to walk all the way back home.

What was he going to do? He had to win that boy back. He was his, damnit. No one else's but his.

"Jungkook!" The younger boy looked up to the familiar voice he hadn't heard in a while. He looked up, breath hitching suddenly. An odd sense of deja vu came to him as Taehyung ran up to him, banana milk and straw in his hand. Jungkook looked at him in question, pulling his earbud out. "What is this?" Jungkook asked looking down at the drink that was being pushed into his hands. "What else would it be?"

He sighed and took the drink, slipping it into his bag instead of drinking it. "Can we talk?" Jungkook shook his head, looking down at his shoes. "Tae- move on." Taehyung's heart broke in two as he grabbed Jungkook's hand. "Kook... you said we could try again. I said I'd wait for you." Jungkook scoffed.

"You didn't wait for me, Taehyung." Jungkook wanted to break down and kiss him. He wanted to hold his hand again and hug him but he told himself he had to be strong.

He told himself that Taehyung never waited.

For Once, Why Did He Leave Me