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32

It felt so hopeless, life was crumbling apart, he asked why he even bothered to start.

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The next day Jungkook awakens to see Hoseok sleeping on the couch, surprisingly leaving some personal space for Taehyung. The redhead was awake, yet curled up in a ball with his knees up. Jungkook furrows his eyebrows and approaches the older.

"Please.. stop.." a whisper escapes his lips, his body shivering. The blonde's heart aches, and he wonders how long he's been like this. Taehyung has always said he only has multiple personalities, but Jungkook knows that there's a good chance the older is affected by PTSD as well.

Jungkook gently places his hand on the redhead's knee. He flinches and looks up in shock and a bit of fear. His eyes look blurred with tears and dry streaks of previous streams are lined down his face. "D-don't hurt me... please.."

"Taehyung-ah? Don't worry.. it's Jungkookie." His voice goes soft and Taehyung's pupils dilate at his words. Jungkook can tell the older is in a regressive state due to remembering trauma, so he tries to be gentle. He's never been very good with this personality due to the natural aggressiveness that comes with his disorder.

"Kookie.." Taehyung cries and pulls the younger closer, who willingly takes him into a tight embrace. "T-Tae-Tae is scared.. dunno why... wan' it all to be o-over.."

Jungkook still hasn't gotten used to how the older's tone and pitch changes with every personality, especially this one. He nods slowly and rubs circles on Taehyung's back. "Shh.. it'll be alright. I know what that's like."

Jungkook holds him closely as his whole body shivers continuously, until it calms down which takes about ten minutes and a lot of eye contact. A bit too much eye contact for the younger.

"J-Jungkook." Taehyung's voice calms and adjusts into its normal tone, his eyelashes fluttering as he blinks away a few stray tears. His breathing calms and his body unravels from its defensive stature.

Jungkook smiles lightly. "Is this Taehyung Im speaking to?" He asks, resting his hands on the older's upper arms. Taehyung chuckles with his throat his dry, and nods. The younger places his forehead against the redhead's and their eyes flutter closed. They've always done this in the case of calming each other down, or sharing their emotions. They've never really been sure how it works, but it helps.

"Jungkook I'm sorry." Taehyung apologizes, shocking the younger who opens his eyes in question. "I.. don't know how to stop him and... I've been too traumatized to ask for help. I convinced myself that it wasn't that bad.. but I'm not in love with him, and I don't like what he does.. t-to.."

Taehyung sniffles and Jungkook embraces his again. "Calmez-vous mon amour, c'est d'accord, ce n'est pas ta faute." He says in French. Taehyung has never understood the language, but Jungkook always speaks in it when his sad, because it's such a beautiful and smooth language.

"I-I wanna know what you said.." Taehyung mumbles, just loud enough for the younger to hear.

Jungkook places their foreheads together again. "Calm down my love, it's alright, it's not your fault."

It's silent for several seconds. As usual, the whirring of a fan in the background (a/n: istg y'all better know the symbolism behind the fan now). The only sound other than that is a heavy heartbeat, that Jungkook can hear from Taehyung's chest clearly. They both open their eyes and gaze into each other's souls, reading all needed dialogue from the shining orbs. It feels warm in their chests, a sense of comfort that they reside in.

"Hah, gay." The two break apart and look behind to see Yoongi standing with a steaming cup of tea in his hands, dark green turtle neck sweater enveloping his small form. "Isn't this considered cheating? I mean, whatever floats your boat Tae, Hoseok has always been a bit of an ass."