Rich • NamJin [boyxboy] · +SLOW UPDATES+

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"You don't look happy Taehyung." Jungkook mumbled as we had finally left the busy Seoul streets. I shrugged so that he wouldn't know that I wasn't. I just felt constantly guilty. All that I used to do to people, the memories kill me most in the end. But suddenly Jungkook's arms are wrapped around my neck as he hugs me tight. I nuzzle my face into his hoodie and take in his natural clean clothes smell while pulling his hips closer to mine. "You can tell me anything. Kookie is good at keeping secrets." He whispered, twirling the hair on the back of my neck around his finger softly.

"Anything?"

"Everything." He responded. I smiled against the warm skin of his neck before hesitantly pulling away. I stared at him lovingly as we both stood in the golden spotlight of a street lamp above us.

"I wish I could make you mine Jungkookie." I held his waist tighter, just wanting to feel his body heat.

"But I'm-"

"Underage. I know." I chuckled and he looked down at the ground. I'm well aware that that's just something Jimin told him so that he could get out of situations like these, and his age really doesn't matter since I'm underage too. "I just wish you would let me hold you and kiss you all the time." I smiled and bit my bottom lip.

"You can," He looked at me for a second, noticing my excitement. "But only when you're sad." He added quickly after.

"I'm completely broken right now! I could burst into tears at any minute, I'm so sad." I put on an act, holding my hands over my eyes as I slurred my words.

"I don't believe you." He huffed and I brought my hands away to put them on his sides.

"But I'm telling the truth!" I lied. "My heart hurts because I can't have you Kookie, you don't understand!" I held my chest and bit on my bottom lip to show my resistance.

"R-really?" His eyes shifted shakily.

"Yes. All I want to keep you close to me. But sadly I can't do that, because you're underage!" I choked on a fake sob with a hand over my mouth.

"I-I'm sorry Taehyung." He held the hand that was still resting on him. I looked down at our hands only for my vision to be blocked after he finally put his lips on mine. He was like a drug to me. I couldn't get enough of his cute clueless behavior. The feeling of his lips alone felt like a drug high.

The hand that was previously over my mouth held his waist to scoot him closer to me, but in the process, his lips fell from mine and attached to my neck instead. Underage, my ass. No kid would act this way.

I was already biting my lip from the feeling of him warming up my skin, but then he started to suck and nibble on my neck and made a moan escape from my lips. At this he pulled away, red faced and shaky.

"I-I-I'm sorry, did it hurt? I-I didn't mean too." He quickly got up. "I'll walk alone now. B-bye." He walked off, not daring to even turn around.

"Wait Jungkook!" I called after him. He still didn't face me. I jogged to catch up with him. "Jungkook, I'm okay with it." I smiled to loosen up the tension.

"F-forget it please. It was an accident." He looked at me softly but just for a second.

"D-does it have to be though? Can't we be together? Is there something wrong with that?" I reached for his hand and stopped him from walking.

"I can't leave Jimin hyung. I'm sorry." He tried to pull his hand back but I kept holding it.

"Y-You're dating Jimin?" My voice was deeper and firmer. "Since when?!" Wow Jimin is really something. I thought we could both deal with sharing him until he decided who he preferred. I at least wanted to have the right to fight over him. He kept silent, watching our hands.

"L-let go please, it hurts." Jungkook looked up at me, his eyes watering over. I immediately let go and stuffed it in my pocket.

"I'm sorry Jungkook. I-I didn't notice my strength. Don't cry, please." I begged softly.

"J-Jimin hyung needs Kookie."

"Taehyung needs Kookie more." I whispered. Everything I was pretending to do before, was really biting at me now, and he didn't look like he planned on kissing me better. "Who does Kookie need?" I finally asked.

He looked at me shortly, then turned around and walked away. I didn't stop him this time, and just watched him go. He wiped at his face which told me he was crying, and I didn't realize I was too until it reached my jawline and fell to the ground below me. A snowflake fell before me, Jungkook looking about the same size of it as I couldn't take my eyes from his hovered figure.

"Damnit Jungkook. I wish I could just hate you again so I wouldn't have to learn what heartbreak feels like." I cursed softly. I wiped my cheeks and finally turned around. I hate how much my heart hurts right now. I bit my lip and started to run back to my own house. I needed to have a big talk with Jimin.

...

I quietly stormed into the house, throwing off my outside clothes and leaving on the floor by the door before rushing to the bedroom I shared with Jimin. I silently closed the door behind me as not to wake my parents and quickly rushed to Jimin.

"Hey! Jimin!" I whisper shouted him awake.

"Ah, what do you want? You interrupted my good dream." His sleepy voice mumbled as he twisted and turned in his bed.

"When did you and Jungkook start dating?! And why didn't you think to tell me?!" I snapped quietly. His eyes finally opened and he looked over at me.

"What?"

"He didn't deny when I asked if you two were together, and looked as if he didn't want anyone to know!"

"What are you talking about Tae?" He sighed and sat up in bed. I fell onto my bed and buried my face into my hands. When I didn't answer, Jimin got up to turn on the light. "Have you been crying?" He pulled my hands from my face and I yanked myself away from him, looking in another direction. "What's your problem Tae? Jungkook and I never agreed to date. We're just really close, okay?"

"Really close." I scoffed.

"I met Jungkook on one of the roughest days of his life," He sat down beside me on the bed, "when his mother disowned him And everyone at school started to bully him because he spent the whole day crying. And ever since that day, he's seen me as someone special, and he's never had a partner before. But to him, relationships are exactly like friendships. We've been best friends for 5 years, Taehyung. Don't get jealous over that please, you wouldn't have wanted to have been there and seen a different side of Kookie that you wouldn't have liked..." He trailed off, nervously running his hands up and down his thighs. "That's why I'm so protective over him. He's like my child and I love him to death. And when you came in to his life, destined to take him from me, I-it was hard. I know things about him that no one else does, like that he's gullible some times and will do things he doesn't want to do if you're convincing enough. But he's also really considerate and kind, and that will make him do things he doesn't want to do too. He just doesn't want to cause any trouble."

"I-I'm sorry Jimin. Upsetting Jungkook just made me feel like actual trash." I laid back on my bed with a hand behind my head and let out a big breath.

"Tell me about it." He chuckled back at me. I laughed as well and we had a moment to just smile at each other. "You were crying because you messed up huh?" He laid back with me and rested his head on my arm.

"How'd you know?"

"He just has that affect on people. When he's upset at you, you just feel like you have nothing left to live for." He explained and I snapped my fingers with my free hand to symbolize that he was spot on. "But lucky for us, he has a bad memory and he won't be as upset tomorrow. As long as you didn't do anything terrible, he should be fine tomorrow." He sighed. "What ever you do, protect him Tae. Just protect him from any danger. Bubble wrap him if you have to. Just keep him safe, he's too soft to make it on his own."

"Thanks Jiminie, I'll be sure to do that. You're the best big brother I never had." I smiled.

"I'm going back to bed before you make me cry again." He got up and walked back across the room to his own bed. "Good night."

"Night." I whispered.