Chapter 17

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Jungkook currently had his tongue shoved down sooyuns mouth who I forgot to mention was also the waitress from the restaurant who conveniently needed a job and she asked jungkook and of course he let her.
He pulled away panting (also this is happening before tae falls asleep so like basically he's waiting for kook while he out here doin this)
"You're so good jungkookie" her annoying voice echoed through Jungkooks ear. "Thanks babe" he smirked. She grabbed his hand and lead him to one of the club private rooms.

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Tae was asleep when yeong walked in to complete her daily duties early in the morning. She walked in on tae and the almost gone candles. She frowned at the sight of taes puffy face and tear stained cheeks and she wondered what had happened. She gently woke him up after putting out the candles "good morning taehyung" she said in a soft tone he mumbled it back not wanting to talk to anyone but she understood and he went to his room.

Tae sat on the bed replaying the events of last night. How mad jungkook was and how he said hurtful things to tae

Taes pov

I sat on the bed thinking about what jungkook called me whore. It echoed through my head and before I knew it I started crying again... god why am I such a crybaby. I contemplated with myself before coming to a decision. If jungkook doesn't want me anymore then so be it even if it breaks my heart into a million pieces. All I want is for my...well...not my But for kookie to be happy. I stood up and entered the bathroom I washed my face and went back into the room to write a letter.

I finished writing my letter and left it on the nightstand and hopefully...that man can find it.  I packed a small backpack of only essential items I would need and walked back downstairs. Yeong asked me a bunch of questions but I flashed her a smile and said I would be back. Luckily for me the guards weren't there yet so I could leave the house easily without anyone noticing but yeong, I made her promise me she wouldn't tell the man that I left. I sighed before walking outside feeling the cold air hit my face. I continued on heading to a nearby park. I didn't know where I was going but at least jungkook will be happy.

3rd person pov

Jungkook woke up in a place unknown to him with a bitchass hangover. He groaned before turning and seeing sooyun in the bed next to him. His eyes widened and he checked under the blanket and sighed in relief when he realized they hadn't done anything. "Fuck" he whispered before rushing out of the room half naked.

Jungkook slammed open his door "Tae" he yelled out "taehyung" he looked in the kitchen and saw the untouched food and burnt out candles but he didn't notice the little satin boxes sitting on the table. "Yeong" he yelled and she cane rushing "yes sir" "have you seen taehyung" he was panicked "no sir, I'm sorry" she said before going back to what she was doing. He ran upstairs into their room and looked everywhere before coming across the little piece of paper, he opened it and started reading

Kookie Jungkook, I'm sorry for not being able to make you happy. If you're reading this then obviously you're home and I'm not here because I decided that you should be happy and it seems you would be without me. I'm sorry for being a whore, I don't mean to I really don't. I don't like seeing you mad, you mean the world to me but I want you to be happy, it's not like you're gonna be sad I'm gone but I love you and I will always love you, bye kookie jungkook (the underlined ones are scribbled okay bye)

Regret. All jungkook felt at that moment was regret. He noticed the word 'kookie' was scribbled out. Jungkook hurt the only person that had been the light of his life. I love you too he softly said. Jungkook didn't know what to do, the person he was supposed to protect and love and give the whole world to was now feeling like shit and it was because of him. He didn't realize he was crying until a drop fell onto the slightly crumpled piece of paper. "I'm so sorry taehyung" "I'm so fucking sorry" he put his hands to his face crying into them.

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